On the empty deck, a group of evil spirits are cleaning the blood from the deck.

Barnard's henchman quickly came in handy, as he had hundreds of evil spirits in him that could be manipulated. This also made Roger breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise, on his own, Selubelia, Selena, and Leo Nona to clean the deck more than one hundred and fifty meters long, the devil knows how long it would take.

There was something strange on his face, there are really such strange guys in this world.

If you don't let your friends do it, you have to be a subordinate?

Barnard's mind is really unpredictable.

Why did the relationship between the two of them become what it is now? Roger couldn't figure it out.

He wanted to refuse, but Barnard seemed to be determined to be his subordinate, and Roger couldn't shirk it and had to agree.

However, Barnard's strength is undoubtedly strong, and it is not bad to have such a subordinate, although it may cause conflicts with the Church of Night and Death, but it doesn't matter, he has offended more people, and he doesn't care about having another one.

Perhaps because he easily smashed all the ghost ships, the monsters under the destroyer also left on their own, and the mysterious sea area has understood that it is impossible to stop Roger's advance, and the storm has gradually subsided.

The rain of blood in the sky was gone.

The thick clouds that originally shrouded this sea area seemed to be pushed away by an invisible hand, gradually becoming thinner, and some light could be seen faintly. Although it still looks drowsy, it is much better than the situation before when you couldn't see your fingers and could only rely on the lightning that tore through the night sky from time to time.

Roger subconsciously took a deep breath, stretched his arms hard, and made a clicking sound from his stiff body.

He had some extra potions in his hands.

It was obtained from Hugo, the fifth-order Dawn and the Redemption Church potions, the fifth-order Storm and War Path potions from Renee, and the generous Bradley gave to him, the Scorching Sun and the Judgment fifth-order potions.

Coupled with the fifth-rank potion that Barnard had just offered, the Night and Death Path Potion, all the materials needed for the fifth stage of immortal body cultivation had now been gathered.

Looking at the endless sea, the island was still shrouded in a thick fog, and it seemed that it would take some time for Roger to swallow all four potions.

At this scene, Barnard's eyelids jumped as he watched the evil spirits cleaning the deck.

God, this is a potion, not a juice.

Do you pour potions like this into plain water?

Aren't you really afraid that a large amount of potions will be chaotic and wreaking havoc in your body, crushing your body and soul?

Well, this doesn't seem to be a concern for me, and it's not the first time this kind of thing has happened to Mr. Roger's skillful movements, and there is no doubt that a potion mixed like poison to the average transcendent may be juice to him.

Sailing in the ocean is a long and lonely process.

The island seems to be close, but it always seems to be just close.

I don't know how long it has been, but Roger has digested all four potions, and a black outline can finally be seen in the direction of the bow of the ship.

A little bit clearer than before.

It seems that it will take a long time.

Roger had five more bottles of potions in his hand, namely, the Sixth Rank Nature and Harvest Path, the Storm and War Path, the Night and Death Path, the Scorching Sun and the Judgment, and the Dawn and Redemption Path.

Just a bottle of the sixth-rank sky and the elixir of the path of immortality can be achieved by the next stage of cultivation of the immortal body.

This time, Roger didn't choose five bottles of potion to take a sip, the power contained in the sixth-rank potion has begun to gradually increase, and even Roger is a little more troublesome to digest than before.

He first chose the sixth level of dawn and redemption to swallow, and then entered the cultivation again.

It's a pity, the potions before the sixth rank are collected

It's easier to get started, but the seventh rank is already considered a high level.

The manufacture of potions and the collection of materials have increased by more than one difficulty compared to before, and Roger does not have any inventory on him.

Spiritual power escapes in the body.

On the back of Roger's hand, the coat of arms has become more complex, more aggressive, and more mysterious.

Bottle after bottle of potion slowly digested.

The spiritual power in Roger's body, the strength of his physical body, are all steadily increasing.

This kind of slow but never-ending improvement of strength has a mesmerizing magic, and Roger feels that if he has enough potions in front of him, he can even sit here and practice motionless until he is old.

When the fifth potion was digested, Roger finally opened his eyes, and saw that the island in front of him was already close in front of him.

The island is not too large, and you can even see that there are tall trees that are almost black growing on the island, and their leaves cover the ground and obscure the sky.

Roger's body stood up, and as the coastline continued to expand in front of him, he began to slowly reduce the speed of the destroyer.

With a bang, the bow of the destroyer hit the soft sand of the seabed and finally stopped.

"We're here, let's get off the boat."

The long ocean journey has finally come to an end and it's time to explore this mysterious island.

After the figures left the destroyer, Roger reclaimed the big ship, he was reluctant to leave the destroyer here, in case it was dragged to the bottom of the sea by some strange existence, it would be a big loss.

Trampling on the sea, one by one figures came to the beach and finally landed, leaving rows of footprints.

Roger was in no hurry to go deeper into the island.

He felt as if he was being watched by some mysterious being, and he looked up at the sky, where the sky was still gloomy.

No...... It's not just a pair of eyes.

It was a very mixed feeling, as if there were a lot of pairs of eyes.

There seem to be a lot of people staring at this side.

Roger smiled shamefully, withdrew his gaze, and looked ahead again, the sky above the island seemed to be shrouded in a faint distorted black, and the fog was shrouded, and he couldn't see the picture of the depths of the island clearly.

Leo Nona tugged at Roger's sleeve beside her.

Glancing down at his good daughter, Roger patted Leonona's little head and looked up, "Let's go."

Roger was at the forefront.

As if to show his loyalty, Barnard wanted to walk ahead and open the way, but Roger's request was denied.

Although Barnard's strength is strong, his body is not strong, and if he encounters a sudden and violent attack, Barnard may not be able to support it.

Roger left Barnard at the back, Selubellia and Selena walked in the middle, and Leonona was held in Roger's arms.

Following a path that seemed to have been carved out for pedestrians, Roger and his party entered a forest obscured by mist.

No birds chirping, no wild beasts...... It's quiet like a dead land.

There is no wind and the leaves do not shake.

This kind of silence is simply numbing to the scalp, and if you change to a transcendent person who is not firm enough in mind, I am afraid that the spirit will soon fall into chaos.

Just like Selena and Selubellia behind them, even following Roger, the two girls were pale, and Barnard's eyes were full of deep solemnity, not daring to relax in the slightest.

The quieter it was, the more terrifying it became, as if a strange monster could emerge from the jungle next to it at any moment.

In this way, we moved forward unhurriedly.

The passage of time seems to be imperceptible here, and no one knows exactly how long it has passed.

Almost as we reached the top of the island, the trees in front of me suddenly became sparse.

Click......

Suddenly, the soles of Roger's feet seemed to break something.

He stopped and pushed the ground away

The leaves on the face, the eyes suddenly lit slightly, and what was trampled by himself was a skull, which seemed to be the bones of a human being.

He seemed to have something in his mind, and opened his lips slightly.

Call......

A faint gust of wind blew out of Roger's mouth.

The wind quickly descended on the ground, slowly and gently, ripping off the fallen leaves from the ground layer by layer without making much movement.

Hiss!

There was a gasp behind him.

Selena, Selubelia, and Barnard's faces stiffened at the same time.

Where the fallen leaves were lifted by the wind, white ...... It's all white.

It was massive, innumerable corpses, human skulls, arm bones, thigh bones, and even more slender skeletons of elves...... There are the huge skeletons of giants, and the majestic remains of dragons even after they have died.......

There are the bones of wild beasts running wild on the ground, the bones of birds soaring in the sky, and the bones of strange beings in the depths of the ocean...... There are many more that are no longer able to judge the existence of the original features just by the bones!

Where the wind blows, where the eye can see, everything has become a sea of bones.

Is this the tomb of the gods?

Is this boundless skeleton a sacrifice to the gods?