Ignoring the rules of all worlds, the ghost ship shuttles through the worlds and drops anchor in the desert oasis of the Marfa continent.

It seems to have been traveling through the worlds, looking for a terrifying target, and now, it's finally close.

The sudden appearance of the otherworldly aura soon attracted the attention of all sides, and the spies of the authorities, the greedy adventurers, and the mysterious forces all gathered towards the desert oasis like predators who smelled blood.

But in the wrecked ghost ship of dried seaweed, what awaits these people is not prey, but the most terrifying predator.

More and more people stepped into this torn space without knowing the depths, and what awaited them inside were the most terrifying deep-sea monsters, twisted undead monsters, and extremely ferocious ghost guards who were obviously empty armor.

Every time a new entrant dies here, new horrific monsters will appear inside the ship, and so on and so forth, until that day.

Another group of explorers broke into the terrifying ghost ship, they burrowed through the gap in the bottom of the ship, and the seemingly empty, frighteningly clean bilge was surrounded by hundreds of deep-sea demons, poisonous conchs, and ghost guards in an instant.

As these people fought desperately and resisted with all their might for survival, a green shadow passed through the group of monsters among them, and before the various enemies could react, they crossed several passages in the cabin and reached the control cabin.

While there is a desperate and resolute fight to the death going on in the bilge, we see that the control compartment where the elite of the ghost ship is concentrated, and there is also a battle, but it is not as fierce as imagined.

All kinds of swords and swords and shadows flashed and disappeared, whether it was the ghost guard at the helm, or the red and black sect leader who controlled the direction of the wind and the ghosts, they only saw the green shadows appear, and the sword light flashed, and they turned into a pile of empty armor or magic robes without being able to determine their target.

……

More and more explorers in the bilge fell, and all that remained were the most elite and strongest warriors, gritting their teeth and doing their best, no matter how desperate they were, and at the same time.

On the command seat of the ghost ship, the golden armor covered in Dao cracks, the ghost sect master, who had obviously just experienced a fierce battle, said to the warrior in front of him:

"In that case, I can make this agreement with you, but you must first prove that you have the ability before I can fulfill my promise."

In front of him was a warrior dressed in the old blue armor of the God of War, whose face was completely hidden behind a black iron helmet, and this man held a giant sword longer than a human, nodded slightly to the Ghost Sect Master, and then recited a spell.

As the flame spirit was summoned, the giant sword in this person's hand became hot and red from the spiritual fireball, as if it was about to melt at any moment!

Then there was a "Hah!" With a loud shout, the warrior turned into bursts of green shadows, and the scorching and reddish giant sword left countless blood-red sword shadows in the air.

There were no other living creatures present, and even if there were, no one could see clearly what was going on at this moment, how the warrior attacked, and how many swords had been slashed out.

With one move, the blue figure had also disappeared, leaving only the armor of the Ghost Sect Master who had been chopped into pieces on the command seat of the Ghost Ship, and the voice of the Ghost Sect Master who was slowly leaving this world, and the air-like voice:

"Excellent! I'll keep my promise, and the rest is up to you, Shadow! ”

There were still a small number of strong and powerful warriors in the bilge who were lucky, and from this moment on, the people who entered the ghost ship never discovered any secrets again.