() "Is this a wraith?" Hank, who has extraordinary powers in his own right, quickly judged what had happened to him, and after the horror, Hank's face was full of incomprehension, how could he encounter such a thing in the place where he was now?

Although he hadn't seen it, he had heard that above Sinapus, where he was, there was the legendary Cloud City, where holy angels from the heavenly realm lived, and there were such beings, how could he have resentful spirits here? This is not reasonable, there is no room for the dead to live here.

So Hank examined his small living space again, but he never found any traces of his dead friend, as if what he had just seen was really just an illusion.

"Is it really a delusion?" Hank was a little puzzled, "Maybe I've been too tired from working overtime lately, so I'm hallucinating! ”

After thinking to no avail, Hank ate a piece of compressed food distributed by the factory, which could provide him with a day's consumption needs, and then a deep sleepiness welled up in his heart, and he fell asleep directly in bed......

The sound of even breathing sounded, then it got louder and louder, and finally he started snoring, but suddenly, the snoring disappeared all at once...... With a panicked exclamation, Hank sat up sharply, gasping violently, sweat all over his body, the strong man who had burned and killed on the ocean before, his clothes were now soaked.

"This suffocation...... Hank rubbed his neck, stood up, and walked to the porch of the house, looking at the mirror above, and then he saw what he was now.

His face was sweaty, his hair was wet, and the whole person seemed to have been fished out of the water, and his face was bruised, like a corpse that had been suffocated to death.

"I'm definitely haunted by the spirits. Seeing what he looks like now, Hank asserted.

He had sailed on the ocean and encountered a lot of strange things, such invisible and qualitative undead, naturally, but at that time, there were stronger pirates on the ship to solve it. And now, he is alone, and his only friend has died suddenly.

Hank only hesitated for a moment before deciding to ask for help from the others, he was just an ordinary little bronze, but his body was stronger, and he couldn't deal with these resentful spirits who had no physical body.

After drinking two liters of water, Hank took off his clothes, walked into the bathroom, washed the sweat off his body, and then changed into clean clothes, after taking a shower, Hank looked in the mirror again, and found that the blue and purple on his face had gradually faded, and the ruddy color that a normal person should have gradually returned to his face.

When Hank went to his rune factory, he immediately found his pig-fat rune factory owner and reported his situation to him.

And then, quite normally, the fat pig made a lot of sarcasm at Hank, and as he had expected, the fat pig didn't believe in the existence of the wraith.

For the fat pig also thought that there was no room for the spirits to live in Sinapus, and unlike the prisoners who only heard rumors, he had seen a real angel, with its pure white wings and flawless countenance, which conquered him at that moment, and that was his unattainable existence.

"Director, believe me, I didn't lie, I really encountered the ghost, after I went home yesterday, I really saw the ghost of Habler. ”

"Listen, miscellaneous, you should know why you're here, no matter what you do, you can't escape the fate of working here, don't try to make a fuss, now, give me work. ”

"Director, look at my face, if I have normal eating and resting, how can I be in this state?" Hank pointed to his face, although it was a little bloody, there were still some abnormal bruises on his face.

"You're just a coward who is cowering in fear because of suicide, what's the point?" the fat pig-like rune factory director looked at Hank with disdain.

He has seen this situation a lot, because of hopeless oppression, many prisoners have tried to commit suicide to escape this life of toil. But since he dragged a devil around his factory, no prisoner has dared to commit suicide.

Hearing what the pig factory director said, Hank turned away in disappointment, and under the suppression of the factory security, he had to honestly carry out a day of overwork, and then dragged his tired body back to the room, and then he saw the dead friend again, sitting at his desk, quietly drinking tea, and smiling at him friendly.

But at this time, Hank, after experiencing the pain of almost suffocating to death in his sleep the day before, was extremely wary of the ghost of his friend, who had a great grudge against the living beings, not his former friend.

"What the hell are you trying to do to me, are you trying to kill me, aren't I alive enough now?" Hank shouted with a broken expression, but his friend was still smiling weirdly, and a wave of anger rose from the heart of the former pirate.

"I can't resist those giants, do I still have to be tossed by you, a damn necromancer? When you are alive, your strength is not as good as mine, can you still be stronger than me after you die?"

Hank's face contorted, and he jerked a dagger out of his door, and then used all his strength to throw the dagger at the ghost of his friend, mercilessly, threatening his own life, and caring about a fart friendship.

The sharp dagger was nailed to the wooden table, the end of which kept trembling, and the undead spirit of that friend had disappeared without a trace, just like yesterday, seeing this scene, Hank's face was completely gloomy, he was just a small bronze level, and he couldn't deal with the means and methods of this necromancy.

After the momentary blood and courage dissipated, the fear in Hank's heart immediately surged up, with panic and dullness, after Hank finished eating, he lay on the bed, holding on to his spirit and did not want to sleep, but after a day of work, his body was full of fatigue, and his body released a signal that he needed to rest, and he was not allowed to resist at all, dragging Hank into sleep.

The muscular man sat up sharply and let out a frightened cry, "Damn, that's it again." ”

He touched his neck, which was covered with sticky sweat, and walked to the mirror, and then he found with horror that there were actually two cyan handprints on his neck, and his face was darker than the day before, to be precise, purple and black.

"No, I can't go on like this, if I do it again, I'll be killed by these unjust souls sooner or later, that damn pig, since he doesn't want to help me solve the problem, then I can only take my own risks. ”

Hank took a shower and hurried out onto the street, not going to the rune factory, but looking around, and soon he found what he was looking for, a giant patrolling the sky with five griffins.

"Die and die!" Seeing the strong and tall giant, Hank's face showed a hint of ferocity, "It is better to be killed by a giant than to be killed by an unjust soul, this is more painful." ”

"Mighty giant, I have important things to report to the great Lord Patton. Hank climbed onto the roof, using all his strength, and shouted at the patrolling cloud giant, this was his only hope, Barton, the name of a cloud giant leader he had accidentally known.

"Humble mortal," the patrolling cloud giant soon caught his eye on Hank, who was standing on the roof shouting, and he landed in front of him with Nineteen, his eyes indifferent, "You have something you want to report to Commander Barton." ”

......

"It's ridiculous that there is such a thing as a wraith in my territory. Murria, who was perched on the crystal throne of the central cloud island, opened his eyes, and on his head was a crown, a twelve-crowned crown specially made according to his request, similar to the crowns of ancient Chinese emperors, and Muria felt that this was more majestic than the traditional ring-shaped crowns.

"Probably because of the proximity to that subcontinent, and the influence of the death power on that subcontinent, it is only on your cloud island that there are necromancy. ”

"Obistos Continent?" Muria's bright eyes suddenly became deep, and he looked into the endless distance, and neither the walls of the castle nor the surrounding cloud islands could block his view.