It was dark outside the window at dawn.

Lead-colored clouds shrouded the sky, and along with a thunderstorm last night, thousands of tons of water fell to the earth, like a reservoir in the sky opening its gates.

To this day, raindrops continue to hit the transparent glass windows, causing a thin knocking sound.

Water droplets fall from top to bottom, leaving crooked footprints along the way.

The already silent Meishan Village became even more silent, and all sounds seemed to have been killed.

The grass and wild trees all over the mountains and plains swayed and trembled in the strong wind, as if the song had ended and people were leaving.

in the house.

Yang Jian stared blankly at his pale hands. He was covered in sweat, but what was flowing was not the sweat in his body. The strong salty smell was more like sea water.

But... where did the sea come from in Meishan Village? Jiang Yan was confused.

Feeling the soft body around his neck, Yang Jian woke up as if from a dream, then he suddenly opened the quilt and threw away the person on him, jumped off the bed, and rushed towards the room where Wu Nai was.

"Yang Jian...what are you doing?!"

Jiang Yan was startled and hurriedly pulled the opened quilt to cover the spring sunshine leaking from her body.

At this time, Yang Jian was already barefoot and panting heavily as he opened the door. After his brain shut down for a moment, he quickly recalled everything he encountered last night.

The endless frozen ocean, the full-moon burial ground with pale corpses, the black world tree that blocks out the sky, and the terrifying ghost ship that killed Mr. Qin in the past...

And that godly boy who we used to get along with day and night!

Last night there was heavy rain and strong wind, but for most people, the village in the mountains was as peaceful as it had been for many years in the past.

But Yang Jian witnessed an epic battle of ten thousand armies in his deep sleep.

Gods and ghosts fight to the death.

In the end, Wu Nai killed the ghost ship and offered himself the greatest burnt sacrifice with the black blood flowing out of this huge ship.

There has never been such a sacrifice in history!

A fierce god slaughtered another being who could be named "him", and then held a grand banquet on the corpse.

So Yang Jian is eager to know whether all this will come true.

What kind of existence will be nurtured by the horror of the ghost ship in the dream world?!

Click...

Yang Jian grabbed the door handle of Wu Nai's room and gently pushed the door open. The door shaft turned with an old groan.

Through the crack in the door, a faint smell of dust and mildew filled the room.

But... what about people?

Yang Jian looked at the empty room suspiciously. Before his dreams shattered into pieces, the last scene he saw was the world tree that controlled everything in the world.

Put the sea, sky, moon and city into that young man's body.

"Xiao Yang...are you looking for me?"

A slightly smiling voice sounded behind Yang Jian, and the sense of crisis that made [Ghost Eyes] throb and fall silent appeared again.

An ancient evil creature seemed to appear silently behind him.

Xiao Yang had goosebumps all over his body.

He forced himself to calm down, turned around little by little, and then a giant appeared in his sight.

Wu Nai stood at the door, his head already on the ceiling.

In the dimly lit corridor, his body expanded again, and wisps of dark vine patterns appeared on his inhuman bronze skin, which looked full of explosive power.

The dark golden flame mark burning at the center of the eyebrow is like a majestic statue forged from black iron.

Wu Nai's appearance changed again, and his aura was tainted with the unique terror of [Ghost Ship].

"Why don't you sleep in the house? I dreamed of you last night..."

Yang Jian was still organizing his words, but Wu Nai interrupted him.

He smiled faintly and confirmed the answer in Yang Jian's heart:

"If you are here to confirm that battle, I can tell you that it is true."

After leaving the dream world, Wu Nai has indeed gained huge benefits. Not only has he continuously upgraded [Blood] and [Shadow] to the sixth stage.

Even some of the supernatural beings separated from the ghost ship followed the illusion and came to reality.

He used the skill [Ark] to attract it to himself, but he couldn't transform it all for a while.

But as [Transformation] deepens, the source of supernatural energy continues to flow in and accumulate in his body, which will soon bring improvement to Wu Nai again.

The purpose of curbing the development of ghost ships has also been achieved.

After this battle, it will take some time for the ship, which is like a kingdom of death, to recover.

And during this period of time, Wu Nai can continue to grow, and the gap between him and that fierce ghost will widen again.

If no accident occurs, the final result will be like what the Matthew Effect says: "To those who have, more will be given, and to those who do not have, even what they have will be taken away."

As the strong remain strong, the world also needs to bow before him.

Only then will he be worthy of his title of [World Hunter], and he will truly be respected as "He".

"You are really...perverted!" Yang Jian sighed.

In fact, through the sea water, he had already guessed the answer, but he had never dared to confirm it, and now he finally got a definite answer.

"So...you killed that [Ghost Ship]?!"

"First of all, one of the iron laws of this world is that [Ghost] cannot be killed, and ghosts cannot be killed by any means. So I did not kill it. Secondly, I did gain something last night, peeling off the [Ghost Ship]

It’s partially supernatural, but it’s not really imprisoned.”

"With its current level of terror, with all kinds of vanguards arranged, and [secretness] as a cover, my battle with it has still reached this level. It will not be so easy to encounter it next time...

...Anyway, you can tell by looking at my overstuffed look."

Wu Nai stretched his body and replied lazily.

If you didn't look at his god-like and demonic appearance and just listened to this elegant and quiet voice, Yang Jian would think that he was back before the "Knocker on the Door" incident in No. 7 Middle School.

During the busy time of the senior year of high school, during the recess after the bell rang after each class, there would always be chattering girls talking to Wu Nai with questions or other excuses.

At that time, this friend's voice was so relaxed and calm.

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Terror is resurrected, the five turbid worlds are evil, and the human world is no longer the human world.

"Cousin, there is also a good-looking brother...are you there? Are you there? Aren't you awake yet?"

At this time, Yang Jian's cousin Xiaoyuan's voice suddenly appeared in the yard outside the building.

The sound echoed in the silent rain curtain, appearing particularly clear.

"Madoka..."

Hearing this voice, Yang Jian recalled that his cousin seemed to have said yesterday that he would come to find him in the evening.

However, he was pulled into a dream by Wu Nai, witnessed a divine battle, and slept until dawn without hearing any other sound.

"Yang Jian, Xiao Yuan is here to see you... Xiao Yuan, come in quickly, it's windy and raining outside, don't get wet."

The voice of Yang Jian's mother, Zhang Fen, sounded on the first floor, along with the sound of the door opening.

She visited relatives last night and came back late. In addition, Wu Nai also lived in his home, so Yang Jian did not let Jiang Yan take her mother away overnight.

Zhang Fen also didn’t know about supernatural events.

Even though her husband is a well-known ghost in the supernatural circle, she has always been wandering outside of supernatural events as an ordinary person.

So when I woke up early in the morning, I planned to make breakfast for my son, his girlfriend, and classmates. Unexpectedly, I heard Liang Yuan calling outside.

After the door opens.

Liang Yuan, wearing a yellow raincoat, walked in from the rain and showed a sweet smile.

"Auntie, I'm looking for my cousin."

From the outside, she looks like a perfectly normal girl. She is fifteen or sixteen years old and is at the age where she loves to play and be playful.

So Zhang Fen didn't think much about it: "Well, your brother is probably still sleeping upstairs. Go knock on the door and ask him to come down for dinner."

"Mom, I'm already awake. Xiao Yuan, please wait a moment. I'll put on some clothes and come down right away."

Yang Jian, who was in the corridor on the second floor, heard the sound and shouted downstairs, then whispered to Wu Nai: "Quickly put away your 'ghost-seeing worry' look and go downstairs to have breakfast."

"Okay, ordinary people can't even tell the difference between reality and fiction, let alone see my true face."

Wu Nai's voice showed absolute confidence: "This is a vision that only the strong can have. Xiao Yang, being able to see my true body means that you have quite a lot of dead ghost eyes. You have already initially bought into the supernatural circle."

The ranks of top experts are very good.”

"But you have to deal with the sea water on your body to prevent others from seeing it. Although I don't care, it's troublesome to explain the truth."
To be continued...