The Cursed Ship

A night of chaos and bloodshed lifted the veil of the mysterious side.

With the proliferation of a large number of photos and information on the Internet, even though they were quickly deleted by the authorities, many ordinary people still understand that the world is far from being as simple as it appears on the surface.

Zheng Yang returned to the Bureau of Special Affairs to replenish ammunition, and everyone looked at him with admiration.

This guy single-handedly took down most of the werewolves, more than everyone else combined.

Only a few extraordinary people know that Zheng Yang's contribution this time is far more than the number of werewolves killed on the surface, but also the capture of a werewolf who maintained his sanity, and the analysis of the whole incident.

Especially for the analysis of this incident, because Zheng Yang, as a party involved in the Decimai incident, can grasp some details better than others, and the results of the analysis have basically been recognized as facts by everyone.

This analysis helped the Special Affairs Bureau straighten out the cause and effect, so that they would not be clueless about the control and handling of the incident.

Luo Funi organized them to hold a meeting and form a report to the headquarters.

Today is Friday. After the meeting, everyone rested so that they could patrol the streets at night.

Zheng Yang rode his off-road motorcycle directly back to the pier, and used the cover of a public parking lot to transport the motorcycle back to the dark cabin of the building ship.

After returning to the boat, Zheng Yang teleported to the dark cabin at the bottom of the boat for the first time, brought some stored wood, and built a fixed frame for the off-road motorcycle to prevent the motorcycle from tipping over when the boat shook too much.

After another busy period, Zheng Yang lay down on the bed and went to sleep holding the long sword in his hand.

After killing so many werewolves last night, Zheng Yang will go on a ghost ship again...

familiar feeling.

Zheng Yang opened his eyes and found himself standing at the entrance of the corridor from last time.

"This time, it actually appeared directly in the place where it left last time. Is there any explanation in it?"

Zheng Yang did not enter the corridor, but continued to move backward along the side of the ship.

After walking hundreds of meters, a second passageway appeared, and there was a "street" on the deck next to it, which went deep into the superstructure area.

Zheng Yang was very afraid of such a street, for fear that the monsters in those buildings would be sucked into the room and chewed for a while, so he bypassed this location and continued to explore behind.

He wanted to find out how big and how long this ghost ship was.

As he walked, a dense fog suddenly appeared in front of him, and the sound of water came from the fog.

There's something aboard!

Zheng Yang waited intently, his long sword ready to strike.

As the mist dissipated quickly, a two-headed lizardman wearing neat robes and carrying a wooden staff came out.

This is the first time Zheng Yang has seen such a complete humanoid creature on the ghost ship. It is not a corpse or a dead spirit, but a living creature with life.

Zheng Yang's first reaction was that this ghost ship dreamland not only belonged to him, but other creatures might also log in.

Because that fog-shrouded way of appearing on the stage is exactly the same as when he himself entered.

"$@?~#@..."

The two-headed lizard man was taken aback when he saw Zheng Yang standing in front of him with a sword in hand, and one of his heads spat out a string of unfamiliar syllables.

Zheng Yang couldn't understand. He saw the other head said something, but he still couldn't understand. Then the two-headed lizardman's eyes showed a fierce light, and he raised his staff as if to attack.

Therefore, Zheng Yang acted first, and drew out a three-meter-long flame with his long sword, instantly beheading the two-headed lizard man.

The two-headed lizard man blocked the fire sword with his staff, and with a sound of "Du", he was knocked out. However, it landed deftly and was not injured.

The wooden staff did not break either.

The opponent definitely has the strength of a transcendent, and it's not weak.

Zheng Yang continued to slash out with his sword, and one of the two-headed lizard man chanted a spell, and pointed at Zheng Yang with his staff. Zheng Yang suddenly felt the air around him become very thick,

Great resistance to his movements.

This is some kind of binding spell!

Zheng Yang knew it in his heart, but he didn't stop moving. He still mobilized his spiritual energy to chop out the fire sword in his hand with all his strength.

The two-headed lizard man looked solemn, as if he wanted to maintain the state of restraining Zheng Yang, and put a heavy load on it.

In fact, he should be unable to move after being hit by its binding spell, but Zheng Yang was only restrained so much that his speed dropped, and the fire sword was still slashing towards it.

The other head of the two-headed lizard man also cast the same binding spell, one body with two spells, and Zheng Yang's body was immediately immobilized by concrete, unable to move at all.

"\u0026￥?~#@..."

The two-headed lizard man muttered something, slowly approached Zheng Yang with greedy eyes, then raised his wooden staff and hit Zheng Yang on the head with a "slap".

Zheng Yang only felt his eyes go dark, and he clearly felt that he had been cut open, a hole was punched in his skull, and blood flowed down his ears.

The pain hit his nerves, but he still couldn't move.

Seeing this, the two-headed lizard man approached with confidence, and almost his whole body was stuck in front of Zheng Yang's body. One of the two heads stretched its neck to suck Zheng Yang's brains, and the other bent its head to bite Zheng Yang's neck open.

Zheng Yang was still conscious at this time, and felt the lizard man's chest sticking to his left hand. Although he couldn't move, he had other means to fight back.

Just when one of the two-headed lizard man's mouth reached Zheng Yang's head and the other bit his neck, Zheng Yang activated the ability to transform into a werewolf, and the four straight fingers on his left hand popped out instantly. The bone blades more than one centimeter in length sank into the lizardman's chest.

"Aww~"

Both heads of the lizard man screamed at the same time, and Zheng Yang was about to back away as soon as he pushed.

However, as the bone blade pierced into the lizardman's chest, Zheng Yang also activated the thorn burning seal at the same time, and the flames surged out and injected into the lizardman's body.

At this time, the lizard's magic spell was broken, Zheng Yang regained his ability to move, his eyes flashed fiercely, and the long sword in his right hand split from the middle of the lizard man's two heads instantly, splitting the lizard man in two.

At this time, Zheng Yang saw the endless fear in the lizardman's eyes, and couldn't help but shudder.

From the lizard man's reaction to death, he was basically sure that death in this dream would definitely cause serious trouble, and even death here represented real death.

After the death of the two-headed lizard man, the body also turned into flying ash and disappeared, leaving a little red light shooting into Zheng Yang's head.

This time, the red light did not require Zheng Yang to touch it with his consciousness like the previous white lights, and it dissipated in Zheng Yang's body by itself, turning into some kind of strange power and slowly being absorbed.

Zheng Yang sensed that the hole on the top of his head healed quickly, and the strength of the blood in his body also increased a little.

"These red lights are not memories, but some kind of power that can increase blood!"

"Is it because it comes from real life? Or is it because the target who was killed has extraordinary power?"

Zheng Yang found that the ring of thorns in the Sea of ​​Consciousness hadn't changed qualitatively, but its size had grown a little. Correspondingly, those incantations also became larger and more obvious, and did not gain extra space because the ring of thorns became larger.

In order to practice new spells, Zheng Yang still had to essentially raise the level of his bloodline.