On the deck of a huge sailing ship nearly 100 meters long, a majestic figure wearing a crown and a gorgeous robe with silver trim on a black background sat on a tall mottled stone chair, his dark eyes flowing with a dark red light.

Wang Zichuan swooped out of the magic lamp, not caring about getting angry with Klein at all, he directly revealed his figure, releasing a momentum like mountains and seas.

Crane suddenly felt that the power he had gathered was strangely leveled, and he regained control of his spirit.

Crane, who was holding the Poseidon Scepter, steadied his body and stood in place, not disappearing directly.

"Nast, hehe, you're mine today."

Wang Zichuan suppressed his excitement and spat out a deep word in a devil-like voice, which made Klein show a surprised expression, which was not in line with the insolent style of the lamp god.

I thought he would laugh and pounce on him with his teeth and claws, Klein complained in his heart, and at this time Crane not only didn't feel scared, but also strangely ready to move.

"Thunderbolt King, it's up to you!"

I don't have the surname Yang.

Crane had just flashed such a thought, and suddenly the world felt still.

There would always be some incomprehensible murmurs or strange and strange noises in the spirit world, but now, Crane couldn't hear anything, he was deprived of hearing by the god of lights.

Wang Zichuan's figure grew rapidly, and Nast reflected the dark eyes of the "Black Emperor" wearing full body armor and a pitch-black crown, and was quickly filled with the same huge, reserved and noble figure like an ancient nobleman, and Nast let out a majestic voice:

"Who are you?"

At the same time, all kinds of strange color symbols and shapes that were suspended, inlayed, shuttled, and flashed in the gray mist of the spirit world stirred up irregularly, and they were pulled, twisted, and mixed into a chaotic torrent, impacting towards Wang Zichuan and Klein.

Although the deaf mage could not hear the sound, this did not prevent him from raising the Seagod Scepter, and the terrifying silver-white and invisible vortex condensed, bursting into violent thunder and hurricanes, which swept away everyone and everything on the "Black Emperor".

The force of the hedge tore the ship's extraordinaires to the ground or threw them off the deck, the lightning frantically swayed and rattled, the hurricane tore apart, the mast swayed, and the sails shattered.

Crane's figure was staggered by the impact of the chaotic force, and the spirit body changed from virtual to real, and there was a faint sense of collapse. But then, the chaotic forces seemed to change their temper and strengthen Klein's spirits, which were distorted by Wang Zichuan's will in a higher person.

"You don't ask me who I am, I just want to introduce myself."

Wang Zichuan smiled arrogantly and contemptuously against the background of sinuous and creeping silver and chaotic and distorted lines and color blocks.

"I came from the stars, landed in the Age of Chaos, and witnessed the arrival and fall of all the gods here, you can call me, Child of Chaos, the essence of rules and order, the source of chaos and disorder."

"Above the true gods, there are transcendent beings, what you call them, the old days or the outer gods."

"Everything you have, comes from me."

In the background of the roar, Nast clearly heard the call of the abyss.

The elegantly worded, with the accent peculiar to the nobility, like the sweetest and most vicious whispers, invisible, irresistibly penetrating into the body and soul.

It was as if the extraordinary properties had suddenly been infused with spirituality and came to life in his body, curling and stretching wantonly, growing out of every pore of his body.

The palm of the will was struggling to press the out-of-control spirit, and the crazy mutation broke through the seal with the support of strong foreign aid.

Nast is just a thin line away from getting out of control, and as time presses, his tainted and uncontrolled fate weaves obscure symbols in the spirit realm.

"If you don't believe me, I can also introduce you to a few friends, all of whom are warm and friendly, waiting outside the door with gifts."

"For example, the king of decay, he may have a beautiful bouquet of flowers."

Nast, who had what little reason he had left, suddenly felt a powerful sense of oppression descending from afar, and he was looking down condescendingly at him, staring at the starry sky.

With a bang, Nast was completely out of control.

Before Klein knew what was happening, he saw the tall body of Nast, the king of the five seas, suddenly twist and change, countless pitch-black shadows erupted from his body, his hair grew wildly, and then merged into the shadows, his body twisted and changed, and the whole person collapsed into a monster, and then slowly peeled off patches of gray and black, like withered leaves.

Klein sent out a lightning storm once more, and the raging thunder and lightning encompassed Nast and the entire hull, and the spiritual realm was stirred up once again.

In the gray mist, several large shapes appeared in the distance.

It was a floating Gothic castle, and on one side of the castle stood an illusory woman of a life-tall height, dressed in a long, dark black dress, headless above her neck, and four blonde red-eyed heads in her hands.

In the distance, you can faintly see a flat woman with a naked upper body, and all sorts of other things that can't be described as strange.

They watched quietly, like off-screen viewers watching the film.

Nast's spirit dissipated at an incredible rate, countless dark points of light shone out of the mutant corpse, and the ship was silent, as if there was no one alive anymore.

Wang Zichuan beckoned, and those points of light quickly condensed into a ball and flew over.

As soon as Nast's extraordinary characteristics flew out, the huge Black Emperor suddenly shone with starlight, and the black quickly faded, and then the whole illusion, and the faint gray mist suddenly cracked a huge gap, like an open door, and the Black Emperor disappeared in a flash.

"I was going to recommend you to play Nast, but I didn't expect his ship to run away, but he's such a clever little ghost."

Wang Zichuan turned his head and looked at Klein, who was still holding his staff with a shocked face.

"What are you doing? Let's go. Did you use the Poseidon Scepter and wait for Otman to come and treat you to dinner? ”

Crane came back to his senses and found that he could hear again.

Hearing this, he hurriedly put away the Seagod's Scepter and cast the Divination Staff, not only did he need to quickly leave the crime scene to avoid being arrested on the spot by the official extraordinary, but he also had to return to reality before his spiritual energy was exhausted.

Sitting in an easy chair in the inn, Crane closed his eyes and let out a long breath, recalling in his mind the thrilling theft.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, why didn't I just end the summoning back then?

How did I directly join the battle between the King of the Five Seas and his shipwright of extraordinary men?

Grumpy brother, Poseidon Scepter!

I'm never going to use it in reality again, so I've just renamed it the "Fearless Screw".