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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 advance 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 directly affect the world through their death and blood.

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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 sea water is still pitch black, and the sea water 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-set, 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 sutras 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 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, it is doomed 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 god who has gone crazy. 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 from 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, he began to attack each other, so his 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 versions of 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 downside is that these contaminated selves are like those who have gone crazy. Although they are isolated, they are still constantly attacking the barrier of faith.

If he wants to get rid of this state, he must analyze the contaminated 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 the Pocket Galaxy.

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

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

If all the rune warriors in Pocket Galaxy were repaired, there would be about 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 Living Beings respectively.

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

The Terror Ghost was moving forward steadily 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, and 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 Syndergar's largest museum, and most of the items inside are from Duke Jindora's private collection.

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 all real witches, they are female and they 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.

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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 by a knife blade, then tied a rope with stones around their necks and threw them 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 sneaked 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, a man with blond hair 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 local minor aristocrat.

Even small nobles still have very great power, which cannot be offended by ordinary civilians.

But these players don't care about that.

Su Changxing glanced sideways and found that there were other players in the bar, quite a few of them, gathered here openly and 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, so you must be a player too."