Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 582 Violent Sea

Klein looked around at the crew of the "Black Tulip" and nodded imperceptibly. He already felt the signs of digestion of the magic potion in his body were good. As long as this matter ferments on the sea, I The potion in the body should still be able to be digested some more.

Thinking of this, his mood became much happier, and then he raised his hand and asked Ludwell, who had been completely transformed into a marionette, to come to his side and said to the "Hell Admiral":

"Then you are my trophy today."

"Yes, Master!"

Under his control, Ludwell bowed respectfully and saluted.

A pair of huge arms made of countless bones suddenly stretched out from the void behind them, grabbing Gehrman Sparrow with one hand and Ludwell with the other, dragging them into the spirit world.

Unnoticed by the living crew of the Black Tulip, a bronze-skinned arm stretched out from the spirit world and pulled the person hidden in the shadows into the spirit world.

At the same time that Azik and Klein's bodies faded and disappeared, Renekton's body also quickly faded and decomposed into streams of complex and pure information, surging into the spiritual world.

"So fast?" Klein asked in surprise.

His eyes moved down and he saw Azik standing on the stairs. His face was no longer so tense and he said in a calm voice:

"I feel like I'm becoming who I used to be little by little."

Raising his hand to wipe the blood on his face, Renekton sighed secretly in his heart. It felt a little uncomfortable. My spirit can withstand this level of influence, but this body cannot. In essence, I am just an ordinary sequence. Two angels.

Azik nodded to Renekton, then raised his hand and put it on Klein's shoulder, leading him into the spirit world.

In the violent sea area, in the deep and dark spiritual world, the sound of howling winds comes from all directions, and dark lightning flashes from time to time, making people feel cold from the depths of their souls, as if their souls are dying little by little.

Azik reached out to take the copper whistle and held it on his left hand wearing the ring left by the "God of Death".

"Okay." Azik nodded calmly.

"Ever since I recovered all my memories, I have had a certain sense of that place. However, because of the special nature of the violent sea, it is difficult for me to determine the specific location of the voice calling in my ears. With this ring, I can go right there."

Renekton raised his hand and asked with a curious tone: "Can I follow you and have a look?"

Renekton, who transformed into a creature of pure information flow, followed Azik and quickly shuttled forward into the depths of the violent sea.

Klein bent down and picked up the strange crown covered with rust and blood that fell with the flesh and blood. He handed it to Renekton and said at the same time:

"Why are you here?"

No one on the ship responded to his words, and no one wanted or dared to recall the weird scene just now.

Klein took out a reflective metal pocket watch from his arms and controlled the marionette Ludwell, letting him use the natural spirit that could enter the mirror world to hide himself in it.

After a long silence, a crew member looked at the empty deck and said hesitantly:

In just a few breaths, he turned into a pile of scraps of flesh and scattered yellow and white bones.

Renekton chuckled and said:

"I made information-level modifications to your marionette, temporarily hiding some of its negative status information. What shows is that it has clearly reached its limit, but it has not collapsed at all."

"No problem." Klein nodded, and then sighed:

"No wonder that after I transformed Ludwell into a marionette, the marionette I originally controlled did not directly lose control. I had originally planned to appear on the stage myself after he was shattered into pieces of flesh and blood to prove that Gehrman... Sparrow is still alive."

They carefully looked around to confirm whether the strange and terrifying crazy adventurer had really left.

After receiving the ring left by the "God of Death", Azik looked at it for a few seconds and then put it on his left index finger.

On the other side, the figure that had always maintained the appearance of Gehrman Sparrow began to squirm with flesh and blood, and finally turned into an unknown pirate.

"I need to take away this 'conqueror' trait. It will come in handy soon."

After doing all this, he looked at Klein again and said:

After the unspeakable terrifying pressure disappeared, it took several minutes before the living crew members crawling on the deck of the "Black Tulip" dared to make any move.

"But this is also good. The performance is more real and vivid."

Little red light spots separated from the flesh and blood, slowly squirming and gathering.

"I was just passing by in the spirit world and saw you scaring people on the Black Tulip."

After searching around the ship, they finally determined that the crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow had left. Also leaving at the same time was their captain, "Hell Admiral" Ludwell.

Klein nodded thoughtfully and said, "I see."

After a pause, he asked curiously: "How did you do it? While delaying the collapse of the marionette, you also allowed me to continue to control it?"

A crew member passing by the "corpse collector" swallowed his saliva and said: "Perhaps the captain at that time was already a corpse."

While moving forward, his voice reached the ears of Azik and Klein without any hindrance:

The surrounding space changed rapidly, as if entering a deep and narrow pipe.

As an Extraordinary of the "Corpse Collector" path, he had just felt more pressure than other crew members. Even if the other party asked him to die, he would execute it without hesitation. Even if his will was unwilling, His body will also do it on its own.

As Renekton spoke, bits of starlight overflowed from between his fingers, surrounding the strange crown covered in blood and rust, solidifying into translucent amber, temporarily sealing it.

In the Misty Sea, on an uninhabited rocky island, several figures suddenly appeared in the air.

Suddenly, a terrifying, deep, and indescribable feeling spread out from his body. It was extremely noble and lacked the breath of the living, like an illusory god towering over countless undead souls.

Standing aside, Renekton squinted his eyes, and his "Peeping Eyes" allowed him to see more, and even directly saw the missing half of Azik's soul.

All the crew members on the "Black Tulip" became silent. Without the group of undead creatures controlled by Ludwell, the remaining living people were simply not enough to sail such a large sailing ship.

The vortex suddenly expanded, enveloping Azik, Klein and Renekton in the information flow state at the same time.

The flesh and blood on his body decayed at an incredible speed, red sparks were transmitted through the blood vessels under the skin, and mottled rust appeared on the skin, falling piece by piece like rags.

The surrounding spiritual area suddenly stagnated for a second, and then all the surrounding scenes collapsed inward, forming a slowly rotating black vortex with no visible edges.

"Okay." Klein was stunned for a moment, then nodded, took out an iron cigarette box from his arms, and took out the ancient copper whistle sealed inside.

"The human self is like a ship that is constantly rising and falling on a violent sea. It may sink at any time in the ocean called 'madness', and our emotions and experiences are like anchors, helping us to fix the 'ship' that represents the self." ”

"Affected by the power radiated when the 'God of Death' fell, the spiritual world here has also been polluted and has become dangerous."

Then he bent down and picked up the crimson object on the ground that was very elastic and textured and resembled jelly, and put it into the metal iron box that had been prepared in advance.

The slight burning and stinging sensation on his eyes brought him back to reality, and at the same time he looked away, and a line of bloody tears flowed from his eyes unknowingly.

After an unknown amount of time, this change finally stopped, and the complex and pure knowledge quickly reorganized Renekton's body.

"How do we get out of this sea?"

Azik nodded slightly and said:

"As for allowing you to continue to control it, that's easier. There are still a few spirit worms that were snatched from the Dark Demonic Wolf before."

"But the experiences I had after losing my memory reminded me again and again, preventing me from really changing back to my original appearance."

Renekton walked slowly to his side and said as he walked:

Azik, who was traveling quickly through the violent sea, suddenly stopped. He listened quietly to the call from an unknown source, and suddenly grasped it with his right hand.

Klein pressed the half-high silk hat on his head. Under his control, Ludwell, who was wearing a silver-white mask, put the square black diamond left by the "God of Death" on his hand. He took off his ring and handed it to Azik beside him.

On the other side, Azik, who got the ring left by the "God of Death" and channeled Ludwell again, suddenly said:

"Give me that brass whistle."

After quietly sensing for a moment, he said in a deep voice:

"I can almost find the place where the 'God of Death' fell."

He glanced around calmly, clearly seeing the open coffins in this dark and cold mausoleum, the rotting dead with white feathers on their backs, and the roots extending from these corpses. Thin black tubes, intertwined in the air, their source points to the depths of the mausoleum, in the black mist that flows slowly like haze.

"And you now have enough anchors. They are always reminding you, pulling you, and helping you stabilize your own humanity."

".Anchor?" Azik whispered, and then sighed:

"Maybe, but now that I'm here, I still want to see what is hidden deep in this mausoleum and what it has to do with me."