That's when I was approached by a man who knew all about me and offered to join. Without saying a word, I agreed, because I felt that he was the same kind of person as I was.

For the rest of the year, I hid in the secret room of my own design and began to study the whole process of the ritual. Of course, that guy also managed to become an actor in the troupe, lurking on the ship.

That day I finally discovered the secret of the ritual and hurried to the fellow to share my joy, and she was very excited to hear it, but just as we were having a good conversation, a woman broke in.

I never expected someone to overhear our conversation, so I quickly stood up and lashed out at the guy, who stood aside and explained to me that it was nothing more than his lover.

I sneered, didn't speak, and slammed the door.

Just as I was returning to the secret room, a little girl sneaked in, and she was panicking when she saw me.

I didn't pay attention to it, but continued to do my own research, but this woman seemed attracted to my research and kept asking questions.

Maybe it was because I felt a little uncomfortable after arguing with that guy and I couldn't vent my grievances, so I started talking to that woman, and I was glad that that guy also knew about Atlantis.

This aroused my great interest, and the two of us slowly got to know each other as we talked.

Every day after that, the woman would come to me and ask about Atlantis, and I would be happy to explain it to her.

However, the ritual dragged on until one day the guy came to me and told me that he had killed his lover.

I feel like he's made the right choice and I'm praising his actions in my own way.

In the time that followed, I discovered more and more secrets about this ritual, through which people could summon gods and become gods.

It's just that it takes sacrifices to summon the gods...... I didn't know anything about the sacrifices, and the previous captain had never told me about them.

This bothered me a lot, and the ritual needed another thing, the Necronomicon, and although some of the information described the appearance of the Necronomicon was made, the material for the book needed to be made of human skin.

I talked to the guy about it, and he was silent for a moment, then nodded solemnly and swore to me, "Don't worry, I'll leave this matter to me." ”

I don't know what he did, but three days later, he actually gave me a Necronomicon book, the skin on which was very delicate, and it exuded a faint body fragrance and a strong smell of blood. It must have been freshly skinned from a human body.

A short time after he had passed, the woman came to me again, and when she saw the book, she seemed very excited.

"Where did you get this book?"

I didn't reply to her question, but felt particularly harsh.

Seeing that I hadn't answered my own question, she sat down on the bed, taking advantage of the moment, as I looked through the Necronomicon, the statue, and everything that had been about the ritual before.

When I was at a loss, I suddenly remembered that when humans used to sacrifice to the gods, they would use some animals as sacrifices, and humans are also a type of animals, and they are the spirits of all things. Perhaps if you want to summon the gods, you must use humans as sacrifices.

Thinking of this, I happily picked up the information and wanted to tell the guy about it, but when I got to the vent, I remembered the woman who had come to me, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

"Isn't she the best sacrifice now?"

Thinking of this, I walked slowly to the bed, then stroked the woman's cheek and placed my hands on her neck.

She woke up from her dream and rebelled. But it didn't do anything, it only aggravated her death.

Unfortunately, after killing her, I tried to perform a ritual, but I didn't summon the so-called gods.

I was in a state of madness, because the number of sacrifices was too small, but thankfully I was able to enter each woman's room through the ventilation duct and sacrifice them to the gods.

But even so, I still couldn't summon the gods.

But there were more and more corpses in the room, so I had to break the women into pieces and throw them into the sea.

Until one day I discovered a hint in the ritual that if you want to summon a god and become a god, you have to sacrifice yourself.

I quickly found the guy and told him about it, and he was excited and said he wanted to help me.

As the ship docked, I took advantage of this opportunity to buy some things, and then turned back again, and on the way I met a man in a yellow robe, and for some reason, I was attracted to him at the first glance, and I always felt that this person seemed to know something.

He felt the same way when he saw me, and he greeted me, and after a long conversation between the two of us, he told me that if I wanted to become a god, I had to sacrifice myself to the gods, but that wasn't enough.

Because the gods need more souls, and a person's soul cannot support their form.

At that moment, it dawned on me and pointed to the ship docked on the dock and said, "I have the soul of the whole ship." ”

He smiled, patted me on the shoulder, complimented me, and told me the date of the ceremony.

I chatted with him for a few more moments, and then said goodbye to each other, asking him if he existed in Atlantis, and if the statue I had gotten was something left over from Atlantis.

He shook his head, "No, it belongs to Lalleye...... Atlantis is nothing more than an appendage of the gods. After saying this, he turned and left.

It dawned on me, too.

Once I got back on the boat, I started talking to the guy about the plan.

"It's really ...... to do this" I don't know why, but the guy suddenly flinched.

"You don't believe in the gods......"

He looked at me and explained, "It's not that I don't believe in gods, I'm just ......"

I patted him on the shoulder to let him go, "Don't worry, the gods will bless us...... For the two of us are the people of Lalaye. ”

Back in the chamber, I began to plan again.

Looking at that statue, I felt that the face on it was me, and this statue I felt like Poseidon, the god of the sea, and I was going to replace this guy as the new god.

Previous sailors have said that demons are in the deep sea, and there are many kinds of demons, but who knows that model is not a god?

This magical water hides too many secrets, it can be described as a sea of demons...... And I will be above all beings.