The frenzied bells and the screams of the undead mingled, and the Sirens were full of sails and rode at the forefront of the black mist like a sharp knife into Bilgewater Harbour.

Raven stood on the mast, cheering in the wind. Crossing the flaming Butcher's Bridge, the mirror-like sea reflects the candlelight and braziers scattered across the docks. In the distance, under the cliffs, the wreckage of thousands of wrecked ships shimmered with the glimmer of lanterns.

The black fog swept through and the lights went out, and it was the darkest time of the year in Bilgewater.

The blood-colored waters around the slaughterhouse have also sunk, and the fish that once boiled in the sky are long gone.

But even in the dull sea, the Leviathan's majestic silhouette was so glaring, and Sarah clenched her fists as she waited for the Siren to move closer to the sleeping behemoth.

The sails were lowered little by little, and the Siren's speed slowed down, ready to dock.

Karn gave the bell to the sailors to look at, promising it to ring through the night. Located on the slaughterhouse, the sound of the nameless bell can be heard throughout the city, but if you are too far away, the effect is not guaranteed.

Before she could get ashore, Sarah couldn't wait to ask, "Where's Aloy?" ”

Karn pointed to an extinct volcanic crater on a cliff in the distance: "She presided over the ceremony there and couldn't come all night." ”

"Well, Planck's time of death has come." With that, she dropped her helmet and plunged into the sea, Karn saw a purple figure sweeping towards the Leviathan.

Needless to say, this moment she had been waiting for for a long time.

"In such a hurry, he can't run." Karn muttered.

He was sure that Planck was on the Leviathan, and since Planck had not seen Aloy for more than a decade since his breakup, he must have had his own way to survive every night of eclipses without having to run to the temple for refuge.

"You two." Karn's gaze turned to the Lucians, "I still hope you can stay on the ship, it will be safer here." ”

"It's safe on board...... But I'm sorry, we're going to save more souls who are in dire straits. Senna said apologetically.

Just now, they saw a tall Dreadknight break through a leaky house in the slums, raise a black scythe burning with pale green flames, and take away the souls of the family.

They can't sit here and watch, it's the duty of the Sentinels of Light to fight the darkness.

"Alright then, take this with you, Hammerstone might find you again." Karn reached out and covered his left eye, squeezing out a tear.

A pool of glowing purple liquid lay in the palm of his hand, stretched out countless threads under the gaze, and then wrapped himself in the shape of a cocoon.

There was a ball of light in the cocoon, beating like a heart, emitting a hazy purple light.

"What is this?"

"It's a product of magic." Karn's research into magic never stopped, and after the last time he obtained an enchantment book in Helia's library, he opened up new directions.

If magic can be attached to a specially crafted weapon, can void magic serve the same purpose?

In the second half of his return, he tested a large number of weapons of different materials, and even directly tested them with coins, and the result was that the Void magic and inanimate matter were very poorly phased, and the sharp sword would be corroded and hollowed out by the Void energy, turning into scrap metal.

Although the holy stone in Lucian's hand has not been tried, most of the results are one plus one is less than one, and it is even possible to directly become negative.

So he replaced the medium of enchantment with a void creature, and he himself was able to "print" the void energy into various creations with the eye of the abyss.

The result was a great success, the plasticity of the void creatures offered endless possibilities, and the peanut-sized cocoon was the magical life he had just created, and its "heart" had been replaced with a storage point for energy, and the pattern on the chitin shell was the burning technique.

"Don't let it come into direct contact with your skin, it only takes a drop of flesh or a trace of energy to activate, be careful when using it." Karn put the cocoon in Lucian's glove, and if it weren't for the fact that his Holy Stone pistol was a solid stone, and there was no normal firing structure, it would have been more convenient for him to shape the cocoon into the shape of a bullet and stuff it into the chamber of the gun.

"I see." Lucian cautiously put the cocoon in his pocket, and disembarked with Senna.

Many undead rose from the tumbling sea, but they were silenced by the bell and turned into a terrifying and frozen sculpture, and they walked away in a hurry.

Watching the two leave, Karn pulled out a strangely shaped alien pistol from his waist, the grip was a hard chitin, and the chamber was a straight transistor. Karn's eyes could see through the carapace, the barrel and grip connected by a thick muscle, purple energy flowing through the veins.

Attaching magic to void creatures is already powerful, but in fact, modularizing void life is the biggest discovery in his research.

For example, to create a void creature with neither fangs nor claws nor a hard carapace, this lump of flesh will not bite or crawl, and it will not have any lethality.

It has only one function, and it takes it to the extreme, that is, just touching its nerves can produce a strong reaction like the knee reflex, violently ejecting the wrapped object through muscle contraction.

Then create a biological structure that can continuously push bullets, and a high-precision crystal barrel formed by the void energy, and then assemble the three together, and a living pistol is born.

Because each functional module can be reassembled for a high degree of customization, the final role is not limited to weapons.

Karn pressed down on a raised sarcoma on his grip, and the nail plate beneath the grip suddenly opened, and like a cloaca ovulation, it discharged a few chitin bullets, six in all, each of which danced with a dangerous light, engraved with an imminent explosion trap.

After making sure that the enchanted bullets were in good condition, Karn brought them closer to the pistol, only to swallow the round of soft flesh at the bottom of the grip.

Although this alien pistol was only the first product of Karn's research on biomodularity, from the bullet to the barrel of the gun, it was all shaped by Karn's Void energy, but its power should not be underestimated.

Pulling the trigger, a sailboat haunted by the undead snapped in two in the distance.

Karn had to sigh once again at the horror of the Void, if they awakened their ability to create, I am afraid that the technology of the entire human society would be "lived" and then created in an instant. Metal and stone replace bones and carapaces, and there's nothing they can't learn.