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"December 3rd ......"

Richard picked up the pen, thought about it, and put it down again.

She raised her head slightly, quietly looked at Alger Wilson, who was standing in front of her without saying a word, and greeted him with a smile: "Good afternoon, captain, it's been a cool day." I thought you'd get a little more sleep and get up. ”

"The ............ of December 3 Midday? ”

Alger's voice was hoarse, and instead of looking at the dark sky or the black and red waters, he looked intently at the calm researcher. The crew, tied to the masts and railings, laughed maniacally, roared loudly in a language that no one could understand, and the pitch was neither sharp nor so low that it was at all human, as if their throats and vocal cords were no longer human organs, but the dwelling place of demons and the like.

"What the hell is this place......

Richard smiled gently: "Please rest assured, the spirituality here is not enough to completely mutate you, there may be some innocuous mental problems, I will treat them, and I will let you go back safely." ”

Alger, grim-faced and haggard-looking, had a twinkle in his eyes when he heard "go back safely", and he looked at Richard Ernst, and once again a voice rang out in his heart, burning with a certain evil thought: in the two civil strife, their food had been consumed, and since then everyone has looked at each other in a simple way, and has become enemies and hunters. The despair and anger that ensued flowed silently through this ghost ship like a black mist visible to the naked eye, and everyone was soaked in it.

So the struggle broke out without any reason, and the crew vented their pent-up anger and malice to their heart's content, regardless of whether it was their colleagues or friends on the other side. Human morality seems to be a mud under our feet, completely out of control from the very beginning. Alger nearly killed three of his crew members and was almost attacked by all the others, and just as they were about to die in a frenzied and brief infighting, Richard Ernst suddenly took action, suppressed the civil strife in his shoes with a thunderous force, suppressed their ego and malice with some extraordinary ability, and tied them all up with rope.

"Wait a minute, everyone! This is not the time for a fight, and I won't control the ghost ship to return home. ”

There is no food. Death anyway. Fortunately, the sea was filled with dark red flesh. But there was still a lot of fresh meat on board.

But this "Heathine Ernst" is still calm and self-contained in this environment, and there must be a way to return alive...... In order to survive, he must be arrested...... Forced him to tell himself how to stay awake...... I'm leaving...... Anyway, it's a death horizontal......

Alger didn't feel anything wrong with his thoughts.

He licked his lips, slowly licking the chapped blood from his lips, he didn't know that his fierce and bloodthirsty eyes at this time were not much better than the legendary "blood generals" who killed innocents indiscriminately.

"Captain Wilson, I've always had a question for you."

Richard turned a blind eye to Alger's completely uncontrollable malice, moved to the side very kindly, patted the vacant spot, and said with a casual smile: "Why did you change your attitude as soon as you learned that I was a member of the Ernst family?" ”

"Have you ever met anyone else in my family?"

Alger's eyes flickered again, the spirituality of the angel and the malice diffused by the sea of blood tugged in his mind, sometimes leaving a flash of clarity, but more often it was still covered and controlled by the darkness of malice. Richard's words were like a hand gently wiping on the foggy frosted glass, still chaotic, but also ushered in a moment of lucidity.

"I haven't seen you ......," Alger finally did not choose to sit down, he took two steps back, the voice of the clamor in his head kept him away from the young man in front of him, he was afraid, he said very slowly, word for word, "I just ate one meal from your workhouse." ”

“…… Before starvation. ”

"I see, thank you, Mr. Alger, and I'm glad you're willing to share these things with me."

When Richard finished his diary for the day, he closed the little notebook, which seemed to never be used up, and put it in the pocket of his thin trench coat. She stood up and walked steadily to the edge of the railing, looking down at the slowly surging sea of blood and the black flesh that spread upwards from the bottom of the boat. However, the entire Blue Avenger was under her spiritual protection, and the flesh was only superficial, not really eroded into the ghost ship itself.

She held on to the railing with both hands, closed her eyes, and felt quietly.

Loud, dull, slow heartbeats.

Distant, the sound of blood flowing slowly.

Noisy like the chirping of insects, the sound of flesh repairing itself.

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"In the Second Age, the ancient sun god was born, fought against the ancient gods, reclaimed his authority, slaughtered dragons, destroyed immortal birds, forced back giants and elves, and sheltered human cities, so that the fire of civilization began to shine in the world."

The teacher was obviously born in the Quaternary Age, but he has a lot of treasures about those ancient times that did not even have a chronological method, and even the last human civilization can clearly describe it. Crazy and rational, wise but ineffable, indifferent and loving of life, who is she......

"The Demon King Fabuti fled into the abyss, the exact age is unknown, and the migration of a race and believers as a whole should take a long time, and it cannot be ruled out that Fabuti will act like an "immortal bird" and directly throw the entire city-state into the spirit world...... Since then, demons have gradually disappeared from the face of the earth, and only a few believers remain. Later, at some point, there was a rumor that the abyss was polluted, and it was said that even demons could not survive there. ”

Richard closed his eyes and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear. In a moment, she opened her eyes, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"It is said that Sequence 0 of the Demon Path is the "Abyss."

"But the abyss has always appeared in myths and legends only as a specific regional name."

The Blue Avenger sailed silently, and everything fell silent. Under Richard's hint, all the crew members had fainted at this time, and there was obviously no wind, but the black and heavy clouds in the sky slowly dispersed. The ship was moving, but there were no waves on the sea, as if it were gliding on marble, leaving a long trail behind it that had been scratched by a knife. Obviously he didn't have eyes, but after Richard saw the pale and cold sun, he naturally had a feeling of "looking at each other" in his mind.

The Angel of Temperance frowned.

Richard clearly felt that a small part of his spirituality was contaminated, that the body was a prison of the mind, and that the world was a prison of the body. The malice of the adjacent path whispered in her mind, tempting her to open her own cage with her own hands. She saw her old country in ruins, her playmates trampled to death by iron hooves, her mother who starved to death, her neighbor's sister who she had never seen since she was taken captive at the age of nine, her dead comrades-in-arms, and the hatred and sorrow that had been buried in her heart for a hundred years and never forgotten.

The oppressed will be released, and the captives will eventually escape, and Richard feels these temptations with nostalgia, and skillfully suppresses them into the corners of his mind.

"I see."

The sea was piled with mountain-like corpses, and the gaps between the ribs that were raised high and curved were the passages for ships to navigate, and the broken bones and rotting flesh were like reefs. The not-so-small three-masted sailing ship was as long as two knuckles of a severed hand, and several branched black vertebrae were buried underwater, like the claws of a demon waiting for an opportunity. The bleeding waterfall on the cliff rushes into the black and red sea. The spiritual concentration of the demons in front of them is frighteningly high, and probably the middle and low sequences will go crazy just by looking at it, and even the demigod-level demons will lose their minds and leave their instincts in vain if they stay here for a long time.

Further afield, a deep haze is the entrance to the legendary abyss.

The sky was dark, but her eyes sparkled like amber in the direct sunlight. Richard Ernst stepped on the railing and stood firmly on it, staring at the black sky and the red sea.

"This is the Demon King, the dark side of the universe, Fabuti!"

"This is the abyss!"

"The Demon King and the Abyss are compatible and one with each other, flesh and bone are mountains and valleys, and blood is the ocean and rivers, so when you have spiritual problems, the Abyss has become a Jedi where even demons cannot survive."

She smiled happily, then looked up at the pale sun in the sky, and made a downward gesture: "However, compared to the teacher, your seduction skills are really far behind!" You can only see the surface, you can see the most superficial negative emotions, and you can't understand the nature of hatred and pain. ”

"You think I'm going to be desperate and angry with my pain, but you don't know what the source of my pain is!"

If it's a teacher, she should ...... Well, the teacher won't be idle and bored to sway me, because I definitely won't listen.

Okay, that's fine, you can't go any further, just tell the teacher the truth about the situation here...... Richard pulled out a small notebook and began to write, drawing a simple road map by the way. In fact, it is the best way to directly take a little blood or flesh out of the abyss, and directly establish a occult connection to avoid getting lost, but the pollution is estimated to be enough to make all the people in this boat die, and if it is really taken out, it is estimated that ordinary people will die all the way again. The teacher may not care, but he still cares.

Suddenly, her movements came to an abrupt halt, and she heard the sound of the tide of the sea of blood change imperceptibly, so she listened carefully, and heard strange words that were indistinct in her ears, like a woman's chuckle and call, mysterious and soft, arousing her desire to get closer. Richard had a crush on this voice he had never heard before, and listening to it was as if he had seen the most perfect and favorite woman in his imagination. Then she came to her senses, and realized that one of her feet had stepped in the air, and below it was the black and red sea, and the red blood was dotted with black shadows, as if she was being watched by huge eyes.

The distant heartbeat suddenly sounded, and it approached silently in the trance of the other party for a moment, and roared like an ancient bell in the distance where the angel of temperance was close to him. A few drops of blood came out of the corners of Richard's eyes and nose. She gasped and tugged at the corners of her mouth, and immediately took a stride, from the railing directly to the top of the mast.

The wind is tight, and it is shutting down!

She stepped on the cable with both feet and grasped the mast with her hands, and her own spirituality was almost unreservedly infused into the "Blue Avenger", and in an instant, this ghost ship was raised to the level of a sage!

The Prisoner Pathway is adept at making use of objects around him, which is one of the reasons why Richard chose Alger and the Blue Avenger.

The ghost ship seemed to come to life in an instant, and its rudders spun so fast that it seemed to turn into a wheel, and in the blink of an eye it made an impossible turn. The hanging anchor and chains clanked, its sails hoisted high, the wind blew the sails from nowhere, the hull was balanced and swayed from side to side, and the empty bottles with suicide notes rolled around on the deck, and the wind mixed with all kinds of chaotic noises to play a rough music, like the blue Avenger laughing.

Not yet truly entering the abyss, it sped towards where it had come from, leaving behind the sounds of its heartbeat and the whispers of female annoyance.

At the same time, with his back to the abyss, Richard took off his glasses and raised them to his shoulder, with the mirror facing behind him.

Card! Card! Card!

The lenses immediately cracked, and the golden frames seemed to be twisted by an invisible hand, and the cracks made Richard startled and quickly put them down.

"Utterly unspeakable......"

"It's weird. Even if Fabuti is crazy Sequence One, it won't cause the items protected by my spirit to collapse in an instant. ”

What's behind me? Richard felt chills run all over his body.

The strange female voice in his ears became more and more angry, and the moment the Blue Avenger broke out of the barrier, it almost became a roar of filial piety that was enough for a person to die, causing Richard to suddenly have a severe headache and a heavy curse on his body, but the voice disappeared without a trace when it returned to the bright sunlight and blue waters. The temperance angelic breath was abrupt, mentally polluted, and a faint headache reminded her to pay attention to her state.

It's okay, just rest for a while. The glasses are not completely broken...... I can't even hold it for a second, what the hell is it? Could it be because of this thing that the teacher asked me to find the abyss?

Richard held up his glasses and examined them closely, and found that the crack on them was very strange, like a leafy tree.

The remnants of the spirit made Richard's heart beat faster and his blood flow faster, which didn't seem to be like the negative effects of the demonic path.

"Shattered like this, plus I have a headache right now...... I've figured out how to fool Mr. Alger. ”

Richard didn't wipe the blood from the corners of her eyes and nose, she snapped her fingers, and the ropes that bound the crew untied themselves, and the spirit poured on the Blue Avenger turned into a point of light and returned to Richard's body, and the ghost ship slowed down and finally drifted to the sea with the wind.

The remnants of spirituality may make the people on this ship clear for a few days, and that's a good thing.

The Angel of Temperance took out her little notebook, on which the diary changed according to her mind, and carried hypnotic and suggestive effects. The horror drama-like diary gradually changes its contents.

In the diary, after crossing the Raging Sea, they sailed relatively smoothly to the Oradec Islands, and then did a week's field trip to the islands, and the traces of life left on the islands prove that this memory is real...... Then they successfully completed their purpose and returned to the ship, but they did not expect to encounter a storm at sea today, lost in the unknown waters for several days, and today another storm came, and everyone was unconscious...... Eaten up food, glasses and blood stains on the ship testify.

It's nice and seamless. The angel snapped and closed the journal.

After making sure that all preparations were made, Richard disguised himself, stopped insisting, and fainted on the deck.

TBC

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The half-month period from November to early December was skipped by a sentence in the original work, and in order to make this period disappear less abruptly, I used Richard's diary to show the passage of time.

Day 2 of graduation trip: Sore feet.

*The previous chapter was locked. Revisions are in progress