On the ghost ship.
Wu Jian, who was holding the helm, had a blank look in his eyes. The Strange Emperor Bell at his waist was still ringing softly, emitting waves of sound waves that resisted the surrounding ghost slaves.
His left eye had already taken on the form of a Time Demon.
A trickle of blood flowed down from the corner of his left eye, leaving a bloody mark on his pale face.
White ghostly mist also seeped out from his mouth and nose, forming ribbons around his body.
However, under the protection of these ghost mist ribbons, Wu Jian's body still trembled from time to time, and wounds appeared out of thin air.
Blood flowed from the wound, staining his clothes mottled.
“艹!”
In his consciousness.
Wu Jian twisted his body with all his might and dodged the attack of a skull-shaped wave.
However, the edge of the wave still swept across his arm, leaving a long bloody wound.
The coldness and pain made him grit his teeth.
He looked at the figures on the ship that had been swallowed up by the waves, and he could not help but feel a sense of despair.
After struggling for such a long time, more than half of the figures supporting the ship had died.
This ship no longer had the ability to withstand these terrifying waves.
Looking at the huge waves rolling over, Wu Jian closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to arrive.
Kacha!
A cracking sound rang out, causing Wu Jian to involuntarily open his eyes.
He realized that the waves and the rolling sky that were charging at him had all frozen in this second.
A crack suddenly appeared between the sky and the sea.
Kacha!
The sound of cracking rang out again. Small cracks suddenly spread and covered the entire sea in an instant.
The dense cracks made the sea illusory, and thin light began to seep out from the cracks.
Bang!
The sea that was full of cracks suddenly exploded into fragments that filled the sky.
These fragments continued to scatter and reassemble, gradually transforming into the shape of a terrifying skeleton.
The skeleton's eyes flashed with blood-red lightning, wanting to stare at Wu Jian, who had already regained his senses.
However, at this moment, an invisible force descended and crushed the skeleton into powder on the spot.
"Hiss!"
Wu Jian shuddered violently, and his eyes regained clarity.
He felt the piercing pain all over his body. He frowned and took a deep breath.
"D * mn, this is really tragic."
"But it was worth it."
Lowering his head, Wu Jian smiled when he saw the two blood-colored palm prints on the helm.
He felt that he had completed his control over the ship.
Weng!
The ship sailed across the sea, and the treasure ship sank.
The Higan, which had been built by countless skilled craftsmen, had never crossed the Strange Sea and reached the other shore.
Perhaps, Higan did not actually exist.
Running away would never solve the problem.
Now that this broken ship that had sunk into the Abyss of Everlasting Silence and resurfaced had a new captain, the fate of this ship would change.
After all, this captain was truly abnormal. Calamity was always weaker than him.
Higan didn't need to cross the sea. He only needed to ferry the enemy under the control of the new captain.
This was what a ship should do.
"Good fellow, the ferry has turned into a battleship, right?”
The Strange Era's notification made Wu Jian's eyes twitch.
He held the cold helm of the ghost ship, and his eyes began to reflect a different sea area.
This was a lifeless black sea. The sea was like a mirror, without any ripples.
The empty sky was pale, and there was a sense of loneliness and solitude that made people want to commit suicide.
This was the Crack of Desolation, where the Paramita Ghost Ship was located.
In fact, he could only sail in the real world for a short ten seconds every day. The rest of the time was just his shadow projected from the Crack of Desolation.
Although it was a shadow, the shadow of the ghost ship also carried terrifying supernatural power.
Ordinary people who saw this shadow would also be affected by him and eventually throw themselves into the sea, being pulled into the Crack of Desolation by the shadow.
In the end, it was captured by the ghost ship and used as a material to repair the ship's injuries.
If it was a ghost controller, they would still be captured by the ghost ship if they did not have the power to resist the supernatural bewitchment of the ghost ship. They would be captured to repair the wounds on the ship, and the strangeness would be suppressed directly and become the " crew " of the ship.
The strange creatures that surrounded Wu Jian at the beginning were the 'crewmen', which were also ghost slaves.
Their spirits were constantly being extracted on this ship, and they would gradually weaken and eventually be completely absorbed by this ghost ship, becoming a part of it.
This was a terrifying ancient ship that could " eat " ghosts.
It was a pity.
Because it had sunk once, the terror of this ship had been greatly weakened.
"It's enough to be used as a vehicle."
He turned the helm.
The Higan suddenly turned. Through the connection between the Crack of Desolation and reality, Wu Jian could drive this ghost ship to anywhere.
Be it the ocean or the land.
Even the sky, as long as Wu Jian wanted it.
However, they could also go there through this ship.
Whoosh!
The tattered sails fluttered, bringing with them a gust of cold wind.
It only took a few breaths for the Higan Ship to reach the shore.
At this moment, on the shore.
The observer who had been monitoring the ghost ship saw this scene and his expression changed drastically.
"This is bad! The ghost ship…has landed!"
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