Following Lena's direction, Ballard came into view of a ship that had been so badly damaged by the wind and waves, the mast used as the main power had broken like the dead Pioneer Pioneer, and the holes in the hull looked as if they had been shelled. The statue that used to stand in the bow of the ship is gone, and it is difficult to identify the ship's ownership without the flag and statue.

On the messy deck, you can faintly see the silhouettes of several human figures lying on their stomachs or lying down, and in this "ruin", the state of those people is unknown whether they are alive or dead.

The ship just drifted silently on the surface of the sea, without power, sailing with the current, as if it would become the next ghost ship at any moment.

Heine's eyes were terrifying, and the extent of their horror was evident from the words she uttered after she saw the two of them looking into the distance.

What she said was, "Huh? There was also a servant panting, and the other one was pressed by the box and couldn't be seen. ”

From afar, you can still see the slight rise and fall of a person's chest when he breathes, and the telescope is nothing more than that.

More importantly, Heine added.

"Oops!? Lena, I seem to see your lost staff. ”

As soon as the words fell, Lena stomped her foot, and the thumping movement kicked Leviathan into tears, and Ballard's face became a little solemn after hearing this.

The two of them knew very well that the place where they had lost the Staff of Igdrasil was in the inaccessible ocean, and the one who could pick up the priceless beating stick could hardly be anyone else except the person from the Siyuan Pillar family who was chasing them.

Except for Captain Fisher, no one would be idle and rush to this kind of place to experience life.

So they hit it off, and the two let Leviathan go around the ship.

Heine didn't have any words about this decision, she was a thief first and foremost before following Lena, and as a thief who would be thrown into prison if she was caught, her core philosophy was that more is better than less.

The only question I was concerned about was probably why Lena was able to give up that rare treasure staff so easily.

Captain Fisher had just been made up and now had the opportunity to give his opinion, and even if there was a vote, it was three to one.

So Leviathan obediently began to take a detour.

"The old doesn't go and the new doesn't come, and I'm not Ballard, and this guy still holds a grudge against me for blowing up his factory."

Heine's doubts were mostly written on his face, so Lena gave an official explanation while kicking Leviathan around.

As soon as Lena used herself as a counterexample, Ballard remembered Lena's previous decision.

However, before he could open his mouth to turn the vote into a possible two to two, Heine was suddenly surprised to find that he was pressing down on the remains of the man who did not know whether he was alive or dead.

It's as if someone who has been crushed underneath is struggling.

Staring at the wreckage carefully, for a moment, the wreckage no longer moved at all, as if the people below had finally given up resistance and died.

"Wow...... It's really ...... Oh, oh!? ”

The sudden exclamation caused Lena and Ballard to refocus their attention on the ship, and in the distance, Lena felt a wave of magic that was quite familiar to her, and then the person under the wreckage exploded into something similar to a spirit under the gaze of the three of them.

The scattered images of the spirits immediately made Lena shiver and her heels trembled on the three handfuls of hairs on the top of her head.

Hurriedly stomped on Leviathan's skull a few more times, and almost shouted the order: "Hurry up, walk......"

Contrary to Lena's reaction, seeing this scene, Ballard finally remembered the name of the suspected member of the group. Or rather, he finally identified this person as his old friend.

Of course, his forehead began to shoot out with white hair: "It turned out to be her...... No wonder the hordes of zombies ......"

"Walk, walk, walk......"

"Well, calm down," said Ballard, who was not much better off than Lena at this time.

The Leviathan, who was urged to be a mount like this, was confused, but it was obedient and made its way around as fast as possible. However, the large number of spirits hovering over the ship seemed to have discovered Leviathan's intention to escape, and rushed over in an instant, and the mighty momentum was comparable to that of a hundred ghosts walking at night. Seeing this, Lena slowly squatted down, holding her head as if she had been stimulated by something.

"It's over...... I'm going to have nightmares at night...... I burn paper money for her every day...... Why are you still so haunted......"

Instinctively, seeing that these spirits could not be shaken off like maggots on tarsal bones, Leviathan made a counterattack.

However, Ballard suddenly stopped Leviathan's "protector" behavior, and straightened his outfit to try to make himself look very decent.

When the spirit came to Leviathan not far away, the three of them heard countless whispers as if they had returned to the "Deep Sea Graveyard" again. Unlike the voices of the dead created by the pseudo-demon gods, they are no longer the vicious sounds that are full of mania and cause panic. These whispers are more like a dream from a high-ranking life, very ethereal, very gentle.

"The Halberd of Dreams has been disbanded, and Lena, the leader of the bastards, has died indiscriminately, owes a lot of debt, and runs away with her pet......"

Heine: "......"

Slowly approaching Leviathan, after hovering above the trio for a while, the spirit body condensed in front of Ballard like a dragon absorbing water.

The spirit cloud gradually disappeared, and the figure in front of Ballard became more and more solid.

It was a delicate woman with a delicate face, and she was dressed in a simple long dress, but even if she was only wearing plain clothes, she could convey a sense of luxury. It was as if that grace and grace were imprinted in her bones, if she had such a device as bones.

The woman stood there and looked down at Lina, who was squatting with her head in her hands, without saying a word, and there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in her clear eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but Heine, who had recovered from the shock, subconsciously planned to open his mouth to break the silence. However, Ballard quickly stopped her and pulled her back a few steps.

Intentionally, there was room for Lena and the woman to talk.

After Ballard and Heine stepped away, the woman finally spoke, her voice as ethereal and melodious as those dreaming sounds, and the mere mere hearing of the sound made one feel a warm feeling of settling down.

"The Halberd of Dreams has disbanded ......"

"Stop, stop! I'm going to have nightmares if you talk like that again! ”

The woman was obedient and stopped as she said, but the sounds of dreams still came from her body, echoing in Leviathan's head.

Rao is Leviathan, who is naturally resistant, has a slight fear of this endless grudge.

This sound is not something that can be blocked just by blocking the ears, it seems to bypass the auditory system and reverberate directly in the mind, making it impossible to resist at all.

Lena remained in that position, and the reader's ears shouted, "Don't shout, don't shout!" I was wrong! ”

"What's wrong?" The woman didn't open her mouth, but her voice was still audible.

"I'm wrong everywhere! It's all wrong! ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Heine saw the corners of the woman's mouth twitch slightly.