Cheng knew that he didn't blame Tidlet, the fundamental reason was that the power of God had too much influence on mortal things. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The presence of the gods magnified and distorted some of the undead, which was passive rather than active, and if possible, they didn't want to be permanently immersed in this icy water.

After thinking about it for a while, Makoto decided to follow Chaozhu's advice and chose the brightest lamp of the revenant.

After working on the ghost ship for so long, Makoto can almost confirm that this is a permanent Revenant Lamp.

This is supposed to be a land ruled by an undead lord.

In his heart, this lamp is basically equivalent to the train station or airport that existed in the city of his previous life.

As soon as the red light was connected, the white ivory suddenly accelerated a lot, and after traveling two or three hundred meters, the color gradually faded and disappeared into the sea.

This time I stepped into the lighted channel, and I felt much more stable than at the beginning, and it was not as difficult to control the direction on the channel as it was at the beginning, and I had the energy to leave at any time.

At this point, Makoto somewhat understands that perhaps the greatest role of this permanent Revenant Lamp is to build a channel for the ghost ship.

Summoning the ghost ship instead became a secondary purpose.

This must be a huge metropolis that has existed for a long time.

Makoto knew that White Ivory was a bit special as a ghost ship, and his one-inch-long size could easily arouse the curiosity of others, so he turned slightly at the end of the channel and went down the channel a little earlier.

The place where Makoto left was only half a minute away from the end of the fairway, but after getting off the fairway, Makoto walked forward for half a day before he saw the outline of the island in front of him.

Even if it is so far away, Makoto can still see the faint light from above, and if you think you are close, it must be a brightly lit city.

Although the undead don't need lights, it seems that there is something special about this city.

Elena looked at the city in the distance and said, "I feel like there's a temple of the sun god up there!"

Makoto had spoken to Elena before, and learned from her that some of the memories she had recovered seemed to be the memory of becoming a Templar.

The sun god of the seven seas has actually fallen a long time ago, but because of his particularity, the godhead exists on the sea of stars as the sun instead of him.

Interestingly, a long time ago, when the god of the dead built the emblem of the sun god of the Sea of Dead Souls, he took away part of the divine power of this god, so there is also a believed sun god among the undead of the Sea of Dead Souls, and although both have the same name, their teachings are completely different.

At this time, neither the living nor the dead believe in the true sun god, and the real sun god is still bathing in a corner of the sea of dead souls.

Makoto also realized from this that unlike other myths, perhaps the power of the god of the underworld in this world is the most powerful.

Thinking that even this strongest god is thinking about finding another world all day long, Makoto feels a little pain in his stomach.

The strongest god thinks about doing things all day long, and this world is probably full of disasters and difficulties.

Judging from some of the news revealed by Tidlet, because this world did not build reincarnation at the time of creation, so that souls and the like are gathering more and more in the sea of dead souls, and it is natural to push the god of the underworld to the strongest position.

I just don't know why this person is bent on solving the problem of soul accumulation in the Sea of Revenants, which may hide some kind of future direction or trouble in this world.

As he got closer, Makoto frowned slightly, and said suspiciously, "The soul aura on this island is so strong!"

Even if the entire island is tens of thousands of meters away, Makoto can still clearly perceive the soul breath emanating from the inside out.

Having dealt with this kind of power many times before, coupled with Makoto's identity as a ghost ship, this is definitely not good.

Chaozhu said: "The pure soul and the chaotic soul are mixed together, and it feels strange, like a soul that cannot be transformed. ”

Perceiving it for a while, Chao Zhu smiled: "But just right, I do need some soul power to replenish myself now." ”

This island is not as flat as the ones I have seen before, and even the huge island where Chaozhu used to stay is composed of small mounds of two or three hundred meters.

The eye circle is indeed like a high mountain rising from the sea, and from a distance, it is almost certain that this island is thousands of meters high.

And a city spreads from the seashore to the mountainside.

Halfway up the hill there was a huge wall, and the inside of the wall was shrouded in gray mist.

Makoto sighed: "I really didn't expect to see such an exaggerated complex of buildings in the gathering place of a group of undead, I'm afraid it's not easy for even humans to build such a city!"

Chao Zhule said: "That's the opposite, it's very easy for the Sea of Dead Souls to build such a city, but it is extremely difficult for humans. Don't forget, the Sea of the Revenant has the heart of an island. ”

Makoto blushed, apparently forgetting that there was still this plug-in.

Thinking of the plug-in, he immediately thought of magic, and suddenly understood that maybe the cities built by humans in this world are not scientific at all. There will inevitably be many megacities.

White Ivory turned a corner and went ashore in an uninhabited place, a few dozen miles from the city.

Chao Zhuqi said: "What are you doing so far?"

Cheng said: "There was a flash of fire here just now, I want to go to a place with few people first." ”

Chao Zhu suddenly sneered: "Stupid, a place with a lot of people is safe, and a place with few people is prone to problems." The world of the dead is different from the world of humans, and there is no such thing as a simple peasant in a remote area. ”

That's what makes Chaozhu different from Elena, this guy doesn't know how to save face for Makoto at all.

After all, Chaozhu evolved from the original ghost captain's clone, and he was born with a mentality of being a senior, so once he felt that Cheng was wrong, even if he would say it directly, he didn't know how to be tactful at all.

Makoto smiled awkwardly, disapproving, just like Chaozhu hadn't adapted to the change, and he really couldn't treat Chaozhu as a subordinate right away in his heart, in his heart, this was still the captain of the Black Mist.

And he did have some fear of the undead city, he didn't know the rules of conduct of the undead, and he didn't know how powerful they were, so he didn't want to contact them immediately.

Now it's different from before, there were people behind me who were invisibly paying attention to it, and someone was covering it.

Now that his mission has been completed, this attention has been put to the lowest level, and if the Grim Reaper really finds the world he came from, I am afraid that they will not even pay attention.

Scarcity is precious, and when there are more things in the other world, Makoto is no longer special.

It is also because of this mentality that he chose here.

Elena didn't think there was anything wrong with this, because Makoto did start to have a posture and habit of being an adventurer.

Chaozhu drilled into Elena's body, wrapped around Elena's body along the gap that was basically invisible, and said, "Then let's go, I also sensed some special aura here just now." ”