"11:15, almost."
With Qin Shuyu, his personal assistant, greeting him, Wu Jian easily entered the cordoned area.
According to the instructions of the garrison warrior, he came to the beach where the ghost ship was most likely to appear.
He looked at the time.
Wu Jian took out the ritual props from his backpack and began to set them up.
First, he opened the Curse Skin.
Then, he used the bizarre pen and ink to write his name in the blank space in the middle of the curse skin.
Wu Jian felt a cold aura begin to appear on the Cursed Skin and wrap around his body.
The patterns and words on the Curse Skin began to glow faintly.
"First step."
He stuffed the bizarre ink back into the pen and put it away.
Wu Jian opened his palm. The sticky blood covered his palm, and strange patterns began to appear on his hands.
"Control"
He had tried to condense the distorted text before, but he had never succeeded in doing so. However, he was able to easily complete the outline of the text in his palm.
At the same time, Wu Jian's mind faintly recalled the bizarre sacrificial illusion.
The grotesque figures were dancing, and the twisted shadows were singing.
The rising runes condensed in the air and finally transformed into that familiar runic human figure.
This time, the runic human figure was the same as the last time. It directly sensed Wu Jian's gaze.
But this time, his reaction was a little off.
When he discovered Wu Jian, it was as if he had seen a ferocious beast.
She turned her head around, her back facing him, and shook a palm with the unknown word "Yu" on it.
“？”
He felt the strange seal and distorted words in his mind with a dumbfounded expression.
Wu Jian scratched his head and shrugged, throwing the matter of the runic human figure to the back of his mind.
He still had things to do now, so it was not suitable for him to think about those trivial things.
"The second step."
He took out the Strange Emperor Bell and placed it beside the curse skin. Wu Jian took out the Strange Sacrificial Incense and inserted it into the sand in front of the curse skin.
He looked at the time again.
There were still three minutes before the ghost ship appeared.
He lit the Strange Sacrificial Incense and waited silently.
Without any strange stimulation, the incense could burn for a day and a night.
Lighting it three minutes earlier would not affect the ritual.
Pale white smoke floated out from the blood-red incense stick and shot straight into the sky.
A smell of incense mixed with the stench of corpses echoed on the beach.
Three minutes was very short.
In the blink of an eye, they reached the end.
The smoke that was floating straight into the sky suddenly trembled and suddenly floated toward the sea.
Ding!
The Bizarre Emperor Bell, which was placed beside the Cursed Skin, also rang out at this moment.
It made Wu Jian realize that his target had already appeared.
"He's here!"
Raising his head, Wu Jian looked towards the sea.
Over there.
A black shadow slowly appeared.
From virtual to real.
It was an old and dilapidated three-masted wooden boat.
The hull of the wooden boat was covered with large pieces of algae, and there were many cracks on the side of the boat.
At the bow of the ship was a strange statue with a severed head and some rotten seaweed hanging from it.
The sails of the wooden boat were all tattered, leaving only a few strips of cloth floating on the mast.
On these tattered strips of cloth, one could see many dark red twisted words.
Weng!
You witnessed the wreckage of an old era emerge from the crack of desolation.
" His " body was covered with scars from crossing the Impenetrable Land.
He was originally outstanding…
Unfortunately, he chose the wrong captain. In the end, he was sunk into the Abyss of Eternal Silence and suffered countless years of waste before he floated up to the Crack of Desolation and obtained the qualifications to enter this world.
So, are you willing to be his captain?
Even though he's trash now and isn't worthy of you, who has endless potential.
However, as a vehicle, this thing still had a little use.
The phone buzzed and black words flashed.
Wu Jian's pupils contracted slightly as he looked at the dilapidated wooden boat.
He could feel that this wooden boat was releasing some kind of terrifying supernatural power.
This supernatural power constantly interfered with his senses, making him have the urge to rush towards the ship.
" The supernatural is interfering with my perception."
Shaking his head, Wu Jian restrained this impulse.
After absorbing a large amount of time, not only did his physique soar, but his spirit and consciousness had also become inhumanly powerful.
This supernatural power that could tempt ordinary people to throw themselves into the sea could only make him feel impulsive, but it could not really interfere with his actions.
"Let's begin."
Pulling out the strange incense on the sand, Wu Jian stepped on the Cursed Skin.
As he walked up, the patterns and words on the Curse Skin gradually lit up with a blood-red light.
The Strange Sacrifice Incense in his hand also burned quickly, and a large amount of smoke floated towards the ghost ship.
He clasped his hands together and held the strange incense.
The strange seal on Wu Jian's palm flickered with a dark red light.
Ding! Ding!
The Bizarre Emperor Bell placed beside the Cursed Skin was lifted up by the ghost fog and shook continuously.
The invisible sound waves wrapped around the rising smoke layer by layer.
The smoke was gradually dyed with a dark blue color.
The smoke that seemed to be drifting slowly was actually moving abnormally fast.
In just a few seconds, he had already floated onto this dilapidated wooden boat.
Hiss…
It was like a low sound of breathing, and a large amount of smoke was inhaled into the wooden boat.
A pattern similar to the one on the Curse Skin appeared in front of the helm of the ship.
However, this pattern was a little blurry and unclear.
Following the appearance of this pattern, terrifying figures began to appear on the deck of the wooden ship.
These figures were of all shapes and sizes, and their clothes were also varied.
There were cloaks from ancient times, military uniforms from the Republic of China, and even modern suits and skirts.
However, these figures had a unique characteristic. Their faces were pale and their gazes were cold.
His entire body exuded a deathly cold and cruel aura.
They were all strange.
The strangeness of being dominated by the ghost ship!
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