Black fog covered the sky and the sun rushed along the sea, and the fish sank to the bottom.

A few tentacles were first extended from the thick fog line, just like the exhaust of a jet plane. Those were some flying resentful spirits, and the fanatical necromancers rushed to the front of Soul-Earing Night.

They howled like the legendary wailing banshee, passing through the sky, and their voices were like the cry of a dead bird. The resentful spirits flew past the warning float, the bells ringing, and the floating tombstones swayed back and forth like spasm. I don’t know if it was the tombstone shaking by the wind or the undead in the coffin below that awakened.

The resentful spirit rushed towards the Siren with the soaring black mist, and several scattered fishing boats around.

Kahn slashed the nameless bell and made a long bell sound.

By the way, he gave the bell anonymous name. In fact, the Soul-Suppressing Bell would be more appropriate, but it always seems a bit inconsistent here to be too Eastern.

The bell injected energy into the spiritual realm, and the resentful spirit became even more violent, with a sharp increase in speed, rushing towards the most conspicuous Lei Wen above the mast.

Facing the whistling undead, Lei Wen was nervous and sweating profusely, but everyone was watching him, and he couldn't slide down in shame.

He wrapped the cable tightly around his arm for a few times, and even if he died, he would hang it.

With a trembling fear, the violent resentful spirits were about to rush in front of them. At this time, the bell finally stopped. The sudden dead silence made the pale resentful spirits die like freezing, and then fell straight to the sea, smashing a splash of water.

One of the resentful spirits froze in the air and fell straight onto the deck, smashing itself like a lump of ice, and a cloud of black smoke from Huawei.

Then the bell rang again.

"Everyone has noticed." Kahn said loudly: "No matter who it is, you must protect the bell. No matter how dangerous the situation you encounter or how terrible the monsters you see, don't mess up the rhythm of ringing the bell. The rhythm should not be too fast or too slow. Too fast will only make the undead unrestricted violent, and too slow will give them too much breathing time. Only the appropriate rhythm can calm the invading undead. Once the rhythm is broken, we will die."

As they spoke, the black mist rolled over the railings, and followed by the howling and screaming of the dead, and the resentful spirits passed by their heads.

Many silhouettes burning with ghost fire appeared in the fog: resentful undead, howling wandering souls, evil ghost-like knights, huge soul aggregation... all in one go.

This time, there are many more types than Karthas attracts, and there are many powerful characters.

The black fog was everywhere, and the foggy tentacles meandered out of the gaps in the sampan. The originally solid and sealed stitches of the sailmaster were also leaking out the fog, approaching these living bodies.

The sailors lit golden lamp oil that they never made would come home everywhere on the ship, on the deck, on the mast, in the cabin... golden lights were emitted everywhere, isolating the corrupt touch from the barrier of light.

Kahn covered his skin nails, leaving only one face exposed to the air.

The roar of black fog passed tightly, and ghosts appeared frequently in the black waves, and bypassed the lights and bombarded the sails. The people on the boat only felt a violent shock, and the boat under their feet was led to rush towards Bilgewater.

Many people accidentally fell, and Lei Wen cheered loudly on the mast, and the cry followed the flying evil spirits, riding on the surging black fog and thriving in the sky. His life became legendary because of his fearlessness at this moment.

The darkness rolled across the sea and rushed towards the land.

The lights in Bilgewater ahead began to fade away.

"Help!" A cry for help came from the Siren below. A fishing boat discovered the bells and lights of shelter here, and immediately turned to row towards the big boat.

But the Siren had been surrounded by black fog, and pale faces were floating under the sea, and lifeless cold fireflies were beating.

The black fog was filled with a forced cold. As soon as it touched the fishermen, the blood vessels under their skin quickly necrotic and black lines appeared. On his back like a cold breath like a tomb, the fishermen could no longer make a call for help.

Some people who escaped the destruction curse tried to dive into the waves, believing that corruption would not penetrate the seabed.

But they were wrong.

Bang-

A wave exploded on the sea near the Siren, and a huge spiritual tentacle covered with suction cups stretched out from the sea, grabbing a poor man soaked.

Immediately afterwards, a huge spiritual octopus suddenly appeared in the fog. The tentacles stirred the black sea water, the whole body was filled with a faint green light, and the iron helmet was wearing a dark and narrow eyes staring at the struggling human in front of him without any temperature. Then he wrapped the other two tentacles and raised the boat he was riding, twisting it into two pieces in different directions.

"The undead of the abyss sirens...?" Sarah took a breath. If the giant sea beast would be cursed as an undead, the Siren would not be considered safe.

Lucian couldn't bear to see, and a burst of light penetrated the man's chest, leaving only a burning hole on the edge, and ending the man's last life with only fear.

Sarah cursed inwardly, although she knew that the Siren Undead would probably lean towards the Siren after killing that person, Lucian's behavior would undoubtedly anger the other party, greatly increasing the chance of the Siren being attacked.

Sure enough, the giant black water beast twisted the body into blood-sprayed twists and leaned towards the Siren.

Now Sarah had to take out her two guns, and she would have to kill the hull before it was attacked.

At this moment, a giant whale broke through the sea between the Siren and the Siren, and the air holes spurted out dozens of meters high water columns.

The black fog dyed the sea water black. The giant whale came up to breathe, but it backfired and replaced the Siren and became the target of attack for the Siren undead.

The tentacles of the spirit body wrapped around the fish fins, and the suction cup was tightly attached to the rough skin. A long roar, and the giant whale bit the squid's tentacles with its teeth. The giant beasts of life and death started to fight, stirring up violent waves, and sank into the dark seabed.

Sarah suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said viciously to Lucian: "Can you guarantee that you will not burn us again?"

The latter looked at the vortex on the sea calmly and said, "It was you who made us concentrate on dealing with the dead."

"Isn't human life on the boat a human life? Don't do it casually, please."

"Okay." Lucian put his pistol on his chest, defending the undead who tried to attack the Siren as the bells broke.

"Turn right and be careful of the reef!" Lei Wen shouted on the mast.

Even though it was pitch black around, skilled sailors still recognized the dangers underwater based on their memory. These sharp reefs always existed at any time.

The helmsman Xiongjian's arm suddenly exerted force and pulled the steering wheel to the right in advance. The Siren drifted out of a trajectory on the sea at a rapid speed, rushing towards the deadly harbor.
Chapter completed!