On the inky sea,

Yi Chen, who had gray temples, came here again, and unlike before, his body almost collapsed, his arms were pierced with iron nails, and there was also an obvious cut on his neck.

And this time Yi Chen was not carried by a ship, but his body was floating on the sea.

Without a boat, it would be quite deadly here, and the floating state did not last long, and the already broken upper body began to shatter and decompose in the Black Sea.

The two already injured arms were completely broken,

The nails stuck in the surface of the arms were scattered and fell into the deep sea, and then the broken torso was also worn away by the black sea.

Soon only the last head remained,

Once the head is disintegrated, Yi Chen will die completely here,

However, the only remaining skull stands out from the rest,

If you look closely, you will find that the fracture of the neck is plated with a layer of 'white bones', which is the 'thank you gift' left by the original head of the regiment after beheading Yi Chen.

The white skeletal membrane blocks the invasion of the black sea water and preserves the head, allowing Yi Chen's head to float freely between such black seas without the help of a boat.

I don't know how long it has been,

Yi Chen's consciousness slowly recovered. Aware of the state he was in and immediately felt the 'pull' from the bone plating on his neck.

This 'white death' originated from the former head of the Knights of the Dead Plague was able to point out a special direction in this black ocean, and it seemed that there was the answer Yi Chen was looking for.

Breathe......

Yi Chen, who only had one head left, could only breathe barely, and pushed his head forward in the ocean through the exhaled 'breath'.

One day

Three days

Ten days,

One month

trimester

Yi Chen maintained absolute concentration, making sure that his head was moving in the right direction and that his eyes were completely closed, reducing unnecessary energy consumption.

Months passed,

With the sound of the waves fluttering in my ears,

Yi Chen's head also went ashore with the tide,

When I opened my eyes, as far as the eye could see, there were piles of bones in the navy, and when I looked up, I saw a white island made of bones.

Vast and unknown,

"The white death actually appeared in this form in the Black Sea that gave me death, because of the fusion of the resonance of the two? Or is it the result of two deaths merging in me? ”

Yi Chen didn't think about it anymore,

Now he knows very well that he is on the verge of death, and it is an excellent opportunity to perceive death and go deep into death, and any delay in time may miss the best opportunity.

A suitable skeleton on the beach is bordered by a bony structure at the neck.

Click~

Moving the makeshift skeletal body, he walked towards the center of the Isle of Bones.

The flowers and plants here are dead people's fingers, and the trees are a large number of hands and feet put together, all of which are made of bones, and when Yi Chen came to the center of the island, there was an abyss of white bones with a diameter of thousands of meters in front of him.

It seems that there is the answer that Yi Chen wants to get in the deepest part,

"Abyss...... Imprisoned at the bottom of the monastery, never seen from the light of day, in an endless prison that is always accompanied by darkness, has this most special deceased of the old world undergone an abyssal transformation? Or is his alternative death originally corresponding to an abyss.

Quite different from the feeling of the tenth abyss,

There is only pure death and white bones. ”

Without much hesitation, crawl down the walls full of bones,

Each distance of descent corresponds to the depth of death, and the skeleton body that Yi Chen temporarily borders can not bear it quickly during the crawling process, and bone cracks occur.

But

Whenever his body was about to break, black liquid would flow out of his face to glue the white bones, and when it was really shattered, he would pull out a white bone from the abyss wall to replace it, always maintaining its integrity.

……

Time in the outside world flows at the same rate,

Created by Llorian in collaboration with William, the False Moon. "Yin Shou" has been fully accepted by the old world, but there has never been a large-scale performance, and compared to the original popularity of moon viewing, it has now declined across the board.

The theater's fearful gains have also returned to the bottom from being able to rival the acrobatic troupe at the beginning.

But

William was not in a hurry at all, and even because of the drastic decrease in the number of moon admirers, he began to go out for a long time and handed over the theater to 'Thirteen' to manage.

If you can't do it, you can just change the way of performance and introduce the audience to Lorian's [Dream Realm], which can not only provide Lorian with a chaotic sample, but also meet the needs of the performance.

[Three months] after the performance.

On this day,

As the supervisor, Candle Doll Thirteen was directing the recruited rookie actors to tidy up the theater, and who knows, William, who had been away from the theater for six days, returned at the main entrance.

Thirteen also couldn't hold back his temper for a while, the candle above his head was wrapped to the greatest extent, and he walked up to William with not very ladylike steps, and said unhappily:

"Teacher, you are the chief director of the theater, you left for six days without saying a word, but there were a lot of moviegoers in the middle, and we really can't ensure the quality of the performance.

Once the quality deteriorates and is spread by the audience, it will seriously affect the reputation of our theater and even the circus. ”

William, on the other hand, maintained an unnatural smile, or he seemed to have been laughing all the time for the past few days, causing his facial muscles to automatically maintain a smile, and even felt that his lips were slightly thickened.

The gentle palm of his hand slid onto Thirteen's shoulders.

"I believe in your ability, Thirteen, and don't you have Lorian to help me out? Lately, I've been thinking about a big show, and since Mr. Yi and Nash won't be able to come back anytime soon, I'll have to find an alternative.

Without Mr. Yi, my personal combat power would have been greatly reduced, especially in terms of death.

That's why I've been in retreat at the tomb for a long time, and it's been a hard time for you. ”

William also deliberately took out a deceased brand cigarette from the original tomb from the pocket of the gentleman's clothes, and exhaled the black gas full of dead plague.

"Oh......"

Since William had already explained it this way, Thirteen didn't say anything more.

When she looked up at William wearing sterling silver monocles, she seemed to see something squirming inside.

William put a finger to his cheek and continued, "Besides~ If the performance is not good and it is likely to ruin the reputation of the theater, then don't let the audience go back~ Let them not be able to speak to the outside world, and there is no problem of reputation." ”

Thirteen didn't think there was anything wrong with these words, "Teacher, are you going to prepare for a big performance?" ”

"That's right~ Due to the acceleration of the gears, the world infection is almost over...... We have to settle accounts with the blood people before we do this, otherwise once the two worlds are connected, they will spill the blood plague on the other side as soon as possible.

When the time comes, these bed bugs will rely on the 'financial resources' of the source epidemic area that they have inherited from ancient times to multiply exponentially and rapidly, and it will be too difficult to eradicate them.

Even if Mr. Yi can't come back, we will start the official performance. ”

"Huh? Teacher, your eyes haven't been repaired yet...... Moreover, is our comprehensive combat power really enough to confront the blood people? What's more, they still have a secluded leather factory behind them. ”

"Rest assured, I didn't completely retreat in the original tomb during this time, and I also took a lot of time to clear up the relationship.

As for my eyes, they don't fit perfectly with the small grapes...... Temporary unions can still be held until the end of the performance. ”

"When?"

"Ten days later, so from now on the holiday month will no longer accept spectators. However, there is no public information about the big show for the time being. ”

"Got it."

"I'll go to Lorian's side, I'll be busy."

William walked in the false moon passage, humming cheerful ditties along the way, and even stepping on cheerful dance steps with leather shoes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was always there.

Instead of looking for Lorian, who was undergoing a chaotic transformation, he went to another newly developed lab. Inside, a man and a woman are intersecting with electricity.

"Reagan, what's going on with the study of the plague? It's been three months. ”

Reagan hurriedly wiped off the molten metal that remained at the corner of his mouth, and Fiy, who was connected to the back, also pulled up his clothes and greeted William at the door with a shy face.

"It's not bad, although it's not particularly stable, but it's basically harmless to individuals who can accept the dead epidemic."

"I'm really bothering you this time! Mr. Yi is not here, I must maintain my former ability to die, otherwise my strength will be greatly reduced, and it will be difficult to take advantage of those blood people. ”

William found a mechanical chair and sat upright.

Reagan took out a metal syringe containing a high concentration of Aerobacterium necrobacterium (modified) from the safe and inserted it directly into his back.

A completely different 'dead man's makeup' began to appear on William's face, a new mask to be exact, a dead blight disease that was fused into the Gestalt system began to be expressed.

(End of chapter)