"It turns out that my original body has already fused to the white ivory when I crossed, so the so-called transformation is actually the fusion of me and the ship with the rules of this world?"

"It turns out that I and the boat are one, and the boat is my body?"

"I didn't expect my body to disappear. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"The matter and soul of another world, if you think so, you suddenly have some expectations for yourself. ”

When the renovation was completed, Makoto lay on the boat and quietly felt the message that came to mind.

His mind let go slightly, and Makoto found that the entire white ivory was like his own body, transforming the power of death, and moving in the air as casually as breathing, as if it was an instinctive reaction, and there was no longer the slightest feeling of manipulation.

When 100% fused, the white ivory is the flesh and bone of sincerity.

Outside the ship, Elena was nervously staring at the white ivory floating in the air, holding the broadsword more than a palm's width in her hand, ready to guard against attacks from this strange boat.

'What the hell is going on with this guy, he can't have been eaten by this strange ship?'

It's ridiculous indeed, and the guy who calls himself Captain Ghost begins to wail in pain as soon as he gets back on board, which obviously doesn't look like something good is happening.

If it weren't for Makoto's previous emphasis on being the ghost captain and the aura that emanated from the ship that was indistinguishable from his, she might have slashed through with a sword.

Of course, perhaps Makoto's constant wail was also the reason why she didn't attack recklessly.

When Makoto finally completed the transformation, or finally completely integrated into the rules of this world with the white ivory, a desolate and decaying breath of death floated from the void, as if attracted by a ship, and merged straight into it.

And with the breath comes a shadow that is vague and absent.

A human-like shadow.

The world seems to have fallen silent because of its arrival.

Elena stared blankly at the shadow, and even thought froze.

The surrounding rocks decompose and dissipate at a rate visible to the naked eye, as if they had been eroded by time.

There was a flash of thunder in the sky, and a bolt of lightning fell forty meters to the right, and it emitted a bright light that illuminated the surroundings.

But when the light fell into the area, it dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then disappeared into nothingness less than a meter from it.

It was as if the light had been slowed down, and for the first time, Elena could see its path so clearly.

The muffled thunder that was supposed to follow seemed to be affected by this, and even the louder fart didn't reach Elena's ears.

With the arrival of this shadow, the wind in the area stopped, the rain disappeared, and even the air was affected, becoming distorted and illusory.

It came to the boat, reached out and held the white ivory in its hand, and watched the boat spin gently, as if it had found something interesting.

After a long time, a pure white bony arm stretched out from the shadows and gently carved the side of the white ivory.

It was a dense ivory-carved bone hand, and it was obviously a bone hand, but it emitted a divine shimmer.

The swiping of the bone hand leaves a clear mark on the white ivory, and the movement is as if it is just scratching the surface of the water, without stagnation.

After a few breaths, it left a strange line of symbols on the white tusks, and nodded in satisfaction.

Then, its gaze moved beyond the white ivory to Makoto, who had just been restored by the transformation.

Looking at this visitor from the other world, and watching his surging thoughts.

However, it did not say anything in the end, but the bone hand lightly tapped the hull of the ship, sending a little glimmer of light, and then looked at the white ivory a few more times, and then turned and disappeared into the air.

After three breaths, the rain poured down, the violent wind came again, and the world was back to its previous state.

Elena looked at the place where it had disappeared, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, and muttered, "Is that the god of the underworld? Is it the god of the underworld?

She could clearly think of no other being than Terfirea, the goddess of the underworld, who could corrupt the light by its own existence, and who could begin to die of air and sound just by standing there.

At this time, she actually had a sense of happiness for the rest of her life.

After all, for a god, an undead who has not even entered the professional level is almost no different from air.

She looked at the boat floating in the air and thought, 'Maybe I survived because of him.' ’

However, Makoto apparently didn't know what was going on in the outside world, and after sorting out the information he had gotten from the rules of this world belonging to the ghost ship because of the 100% fusion, he turned into that pale flame once again while lying on the ship.

The white ivory shook slightly, then quickly turned into a flaming flame under Elena's gaze.

The flames rapidly expanded in the air, turning into a huge fireball with a radius of more than one meter in an instant.

Although the flame had no warmth, Elena hurriedly dodged it with a backward jump, lest she let the death-filled flame ignite herself.

Jumping back, Elena could clearly see a line of text-like symbols flickering in the flames for a few moments, and then falling into the center of the flames.

That's the mark of the god of the underworld.

As the mark fell into the center, the fireball, which had been a one-meter radius, paused for a second before beginning to shrink inwards slightly.

At that moment, Makoto's heart flowed into a new knowledge, and unlike the previous formalization of the ghost ship, this time it turned out to be a kind of knowledge that used the power of decay.

A power that is both a force of death, but at the same time different from a ghost ship.

It is as if death itself. He thought.

In an instant, a glimmer of light appeared in Makoto's heart, and a mass of words composed of strange symbols appeared in his consciousness.

This is death. The idea immediately popped up in his mind.

'But I don't understand it!' was the second concept that came to his mind.

As the second concept was generated, the light of the symbol shrank, and then in an instant, it turned into a myriad of words, words and words, and in a few breaths, they turned into a black book with dry bones on the pages of a book.

It's not death. This was Makoto's third thought.

Neither was the initial one. 'Fourth.

When the fourth thought rose, the dry bones on the black book raised their heads, and seemed to focus on Cheng's body, and after a long time, a thought came out, piercing straight into Cheng's heart.

'Go after it!'

The flames in the air shrank as quickly as a long whale sucking water, and after a twist, Cheng fell down with a pop.

In the depths of the Sea of Revenants, a phantom looked blankly at the one-foot-long white boat phantom in his hand, was silent for a long time, and whispered, "Humans from another world?"

"Looks like I got a fun toy from my sister!"