Crow's Paradise

At the edge of the island, a huge gray-white bone boat was slowly sailing away from the shore.

The springboard made of bones was taken back by the bones, and the bones were moving one after another, carrying supplies onto the ship.

It's not something to eat or drink, and they don't need to eat or drink.

Two men in black robes were watching the movement of these bones.

The other one, the one with the highest status, "Split Skull", was carving words on a bone plate with a sharp bone pen on the table made of teeth in the cabin that looked like the skull of some giant beast.

[To my respected three black-fingered ladies:]

[Please forgive me for not arriving on time. I encountered the Silent Ones from the Gray Sea. My ship was destroyed and most of the crew were lost, leaving only two crew members. ]

[Because the boat broke down, I had to find a new one. ]

[Don't worry, there aren't many others on the border between the Black Sea and the Gray Sea, but there are indeed many bones of sea beasts that can be used as ships with a little polishing. ]

[However, the crew is not that easy to replenish. The two remaining crew members on my side have already fallen to the initial stage. ]

[One is a scavenger, called Black Arm, and the other is a corpse poet, called Black Arm. ]

[They lost their voices because of the attacks of the voiceless. ]

[I am now the ‘death bird’ for the third stage of the Corpse Poet. Although I can help Black Arm reduce some errors when entering the third stage, there is nothing I can do for the Scavenger route. ]

[If you can, please give me some usable information. ]

[There is also something about myself. After our journey as voyagers, scavengers and corpse poets of the Black Sea reaches the third stage, and we regain some of our inner voices, we will move towards the position of the ‘Dead Sea Banshee’. ]

[Excuse me, are there any differences in the location of the Dead Sea Banshee from different routes? ]

[Also, although I understand that the goal of us Black Sea people is to return to the world before our death, but does this have any specific relationship with the voice of the heart? ]

[Why do the Gray Sea people never speak or express anything? ]

[Are there any communications between them? If there is no communication, then why is there such concerted action? ]

[Why did they stick to the Gray Sea all the time? I was almost defeated. Why didn't they pursue me when I escaped from the Gray Sea? ]

[What is their purpose? ]

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[If everything goes well, I will arrive in ten days. ]

[The white bones you picked up from the sea - the split skull. ]

After the man in black robe finished carving the words, he touched the black crack on his skull, and then the light black power surged in his body.

The black power surged, stirring like a song.

Click click click——

On the table formed by the teeth of the giant beast, pieces of white bones floated together to form a strange white-bone bird.

The body cavity of the strange bird is almost completely hollow, and even its wings are hollow.

When it was fanned, it made a sound like a musical sound, which was long and shrill.

However, the most important thing is the bone plate covered with words.

That bone plate became part of the strange bird.

Under his gaze, the white-bone monster bird flew out of the bone ship and quickly disappeared from his sight.

Only a long and shrill sound, like a bone whistle, sounded above the sea.

Watching the bone bird disappear, he also walked out of the cabin.

The white skeletons were either carrying supplies, or manually pushing and pulling oars on both sides of the ship's string to move the ship forward.

Looking at this scene, Split Skull nodded and was about to walk towards his two crew members. However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly fell on a white skeleton.

Black, translucent power surged through the body of this white bone, gradually weaving into a black robe on its body.

Before its black robes were woven, Splitskull found the patch of its body that was a different color from the rest of its bones.

Around the orbits.

Black eye sockets.

Yao Yan's vision gradually became clearer, and he immediately saw three men in black robes standing in front of him.

The faces of the men in black robes were all wearing white masks.

The mask is almost identical, but there is a hint of black.

There are subtle differences in the location of the traces, they are not in the same location.

There are only two eye openings on the mask, and within the openings, you can see an almost faint blue emerging.

Eye?

No, that's some kind of translucent power.

However, the two men on the left and right of the three men in black robes were talking to each other while ignoring him.

"Is there really a bone that can hear the voice of regaining one's heart in this situation?"

"So you are a failure as a corpse poet, right? Black Arm."

"Damn it, Black Wrist, you guy——"

There are no specific words, just by hearing the sounds, Yao Yan can understand what they are expressing.

He didn't say anything because he didn't understand the situation yet.

However, at this moment, he heard the man in black robe directly in front of him say:

"I know you may not understand the situation, but it is true that you are dead now."

"This is the world after death."

Hearing these words, Yao Yan's thoughts moved slightly.

The other party did not stop speaking because of his silence, but continued:

"Can you remember your name?"

the other party asked.

Yao Yan did not answer, and still responded in silence.

After his silence lasted for a moment, the other party said:

"You can't remember, right?"

"It's not that simple to get your name back."

"In the world of the dead, there is only the ocean."

"This ocean is made up of the voices of all the dead."

"Some of the dead give up and reject their own voices and want to stay in the world of the dead. Some dead even take the initiative to destroy their own voices. Our goal is to return to the world of their lives."

"We are called voyagers and Black Sea people, but no matter which name we use, our goal is to find our own voices, and to find our own voices from every corner of the Black Sea, the Gray Sea, and the Dirty Sea."

"This is resurrection, the inevitable choice to return to the world before death."

"However, we want to find our own voice. The dead in other sea areas have different opinions from us."

"The dead in the Dirty Sea rejected their own voices, even destroyed their own voices, and then turned into monsters."

"The dead in the Gray Sea resist their voices and remain silent, but refuse anyone from other seas to enter the Gray Sea."

“The dead in the Black Sea need to unite if they want their voices back.”

"I'm Splitskull."

The man in black robe said, taking off the white mask on his face, revealing the black crack on his forehead:

“When we can’t find our own names, we use our physical characteristics to refer to us.”

"I'd like to call you 'Dark Eyes' if I could."

After saying that, he put the mask back on his face.

Yao Yan was also able to confirm that the black marks on the white mask on his face were roughly consistent in shape, size and location with the cracks on the skull.

He didn't say much-

In the case of insufficient information, he would be wrong if he spoke too much, so he just nodded silently.

Let’s collect information first.

and

He felt like something was calling him from a distance.