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"Let's go, what are you doing standing around!"

Su Changxing shouted to the crew members around him with a strange look on his face.

William paused and shouted quickly: "Raise the sails, the storm has stopped, we are leaving now."

At this moment, there are still a lot of black-eyed fish near the ship, but the number is already very small, and there is no way to stop the progress of the Terror Ghost.

Su Changxing is too lazy to care about them and just wants to leave these places. These ghost-eyed black-hand fish are most likely followers of that god, low-intelligent believers living on the bottom of the sea. They can also directly affect the world through their death and blood. .

The methods of the gods are indeed unpredictable. If you are not careful, you may capsize in the gutter. If he had not mastered the faith this time, it would basically be a dead end. Even if he did not use it, he would fall into a situation out of control and become a monster. A monster.

Dozens of scattered black-eyed fish are still chasing behind the terrifying ghost ship, and the number of them is getting smaller and smaller until they disappear completely.

The seawater is still pitch black, and the seawater on Syndergar's side is so pitch black, probably because of the different geology.

The same thing is that they still can't see the sun. The sky is covered with heavy fog. Although it is noon, it seems to be half sunset, and they can only see the shadow of the sun hanging above.

Su Changxing found that it was impossible to dispel the polluted spirits in his mind, but to his surprise, the Buddhist scriptures chanted in his ears could no longer be heard at all, and the state of mechanical corruption was completely covered.

The mechanical corruption imposed on him by the old monk was actually not physical corruption, but spiritual pollution, which led to physical alienation.

It's just that the chaotic spirit from that god has covered the mental pollution imposed by the old monk.

"I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing. At least my body is back to normal, but the mental problem seems to be more serious."

Su Changxing felt that his body had returned to its original flexible state, and some displacement skills could also be used.

Mechanical corruption is an ability that the old monk specifically uses on Su Changxing, so it has a greater impact on the body.

The chaotic spirit from the gods was emitted unconsciously by the gods, and it was not released against Su Changxing. It was just that Su Changxing saw it and was affected.

There is an essential difference between the two situations, but because the power of the gods is too powerful, it completely covers the mental pollution released by the old monk.

He now feels that there seems to be no difference between these gods and humans. They have the same small belly and the same grudge, and their emotions in these aspects are even more complicated.

"The state of the gods may be closer to that of the spirit race. They possess extremely powerful spiritual power, which means that their emotions and moods are also extremely rich. Their joys, anger, sorrows and joys may also have reached an extreme state."

Although he didn't show anything, he was still flustered by being targeted by such a god and taking a grudge against him.

The other party is like a madman. For no reason, even if it harms his own greater interests, he will be killed.

"But such a god looks like an out-of-control Extraordinary person, unable to control his emotions."

"Or is it that if an extraordinary person goes all the way to the end, he is destined to lose control?"

Su Changxing rested on the red chair in the conference room, tapping his fingers quickly on the table next to the map, showing that he was very uneasy.

Compared to a sane evil god, he is more afraid that the other party is a crazy god. The things a madman does are often traceable, and it is possible to overturn the card table.

The reason that allowed him to draw such a conclusion was not only the analysis of his behavior, but also the chaotic spirit he felt in the message transmitted by the god.

Isn't this crazy?

Only a madman would be so confused.

If this god is considered crazy, then other gods may also be crazy.

And this possibility is not small.

He looked down and found that his left hand had scratched a bright red bloodstain on his right arm, which he had unconsciously scratched.

Because part of his spirit was contaminated and began to attack each other, the limbs would also fight unconsciously.

This is quite a terrifying thing. His spirit and consciousness are originally unified. Although he is divided into many selves, they are all smaller him.

He should also be grateful that because of the soul ring, his spirit has been separated into countless smaller self-structures. This structure blocks the spread of mental pollution and slows down the speed of spread, like an isolation zone in the forest. Can prevent the spread of fire.

But the bad thing is that these contaminated selves are like him who have gone crazy. Although they are isolated, they are still attacking the barrier of faith.

If he wants to get out of this state, he must analyze the tainted spirit and then dispel it.

If we take the initiative to analyze this polluted spirit, it is possible to expand the scope of the pollution again.

This is also a very contradictory thing.

He has not chosen to do this for the time being. Instead, he divides his faith into a small stream and continuously washes away the polluted parts of his spirit, so that at least the pollution will not spread.

At the same time, he continued to repair the Rune Warriors he had previously destroyed in his pocket galaxy.

He stole the Heart of Zeke from Eric and gained a lot of knowledge related to the Rune Warriors, and is now able to repair those destroyed Rune Warriors.

However, he is now unable to create rune warriors and has not inherited the core knowledge about rune warriors.

If all the Rune Warriors in the Pocket Galaxy were repaired, there would be almost forty or so, which is basically the majority of Myron's Rune Warriors.

He left the remaining undamaged rune warriors to Kasemin and the Ten Beings Cult respectively.

They can issue orders to the Rune Warriors, but cannot directly control them.

The Horror Ghost was moving forward smoothly at high speed. The god seemed to have given up, or decided that Su Changxing was on the verge of death and there was no need to do anything more.

Shirtless Billy walked into the conference room and said, "Sir, we have now entered Syndergar's waters. The captain said we will reach our destination in half an hour."

Su Changxing nodded and said calmly: "Yes, I know."

The broken bronze mirror should be placed in the largest museum in Syndergar. Most of the things inside are the private collection of Duke Jindora.

However, according to the information Kasemin provided previously, this museum has now been transformed into a witch's habitat, with a large number of witches gathering inside.

These witches are real witches, female and can release magic.

Su Changxing has never seen witches, so he doesn't know whether what they release is really magic, and suspects that there may be other players hidden among these witches, otherwise it would be meaningless for the Duke to collect passage fragments.

The passage is a product of the doomsday game. In theory, only players can use it. The indigenous people of this world cannot use it unless they can also become players.

And this world is obviously not covered by the doomsday game, and even the passages have been broken, so there are probably no aboriginal players.

…

Su Changxing took advantage of the darkness and took a small boat from Syndergar's south port into the inland river. All the way up, this waterway could lead to the location near the museum.

As soon as he arrived near the disembarkation point, he saw the sound of fighting right in front of him. Several people with their faces covered and dressed in black rushed onto the small cargo ship that had just approached.

Before the two crew members on the cargo ship could react, they were stabbed through the neck with a knife blade, then tied a rope with stones around their necks and thrown into the river.

The people inside the cargo ship heard the commotion outside, and as soon as they stepped out, they were killed by the group of men in black and thrown into the river.

Immediately afterwards, screams came from the cargo ship. There were only a few people, all of whom were crew members transporting goods. Moreover, such cargo ships were usually black ships, and they were secretly transported in without being reported.

Not long after, the group of men in black ran out of the boat, smelling of blood. They killed every single one of the people in the boat and threw them into the river. ,

What caught Su Changxing's attention even more was that the men in black were holding a fragment of a skeleton rune in their hands.

"Is it for this thing?"

He ignored the group of men in black, pulled the boat over, and headed towards the museum.

The streets were bustling with people and traffic, and it seemed like Duke Jindora's coup had not had the slightest impact on the people here.

He glanced from the street and saw several players walking together and chatting about something.

There seem to be too many players here?

You must know that when he was in Wodan or Myron, it was almost difficult to find players. Heretics were severely punished by the empire.

Su Changxing followed them forward and arrived at a bar called No. 1. Before they could walk in, the blond-haired man standing in the middle suddenly stopped and looked back at him:

"What's the matter with you? Keep following us. "

Su Changxing was dressed in a typical aristocratic style, and they couldn't see through Su Changxing at all, thinking he was some small local noble.

Even small nobles still have a lot of power and are not something ordinary civilians can offend.

But these players don't care about this.

Su Changxing glanced sideways and found that there were other players in the bar, quite a few of them, gathering here openly.

"You are all heretics, right? Why are you here openly?"

As soon as these words came out, these players couldn't help but frown.

The atmosphere suddenly felt strange.

There was a smile on the corner of the blond man's mouth, as if he had seen through everything: "Brother, don't you know that this place already acquiesced to the legal existence of players a few months ago?"

"I guess you can recognize our identities. You must be a player too."