Connect the mysterious and ancient altar to the shore...
"Ring... ring..."
"bell……"
A faint voice sounded in everyone's ears. It was very soft and crisp!
That voice seemed to have come through the years, with a hint of tranquility and beautiful ancient meaning in its softness!
Gradually...the voice became tangible and turned into an understandable language.
But I couldn't understand it.
Because the words in that voice are too ancient, only in the sacrificial culture of Cangqiong Continent can one find a trace of the same feeling.
In the sea of ink, the dark ship swayed, gradually approaching the shore.
Many warriors have gathered around Lin Huang and others.
They looked at the huge black ship coming with a trace of obsession in their eyes...
That huge black ship seems to have terrible magic power!
Lin Huang frowned slightly. What he saw... he only saw a huge white skeleton rocking the oar on the bow of the black ship!
The body of white bones was huge, and there were green will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes, but they were like bright lights, illuminating this dark world.
"Something's wrong!"
Shui Yuexin said, "The ferryman has no vital signs!"
Um?
Luo Shuiling asked in confusion, "Where is the ferryman?"
Shen Qing and Mandala also looked at Shui Yuexin. It was obvious that they had not seen the ferryman on the black boat.
Lin Huang also looked at Shui Yuexin, but it was because what he saw was a white skeleton.
"Mountain Xi..."
Suddenly, an ancient voice sounded on the sea. The voice was old and mysterious!
Lin Huang couldn't understand the language, but he could feel the true meaning.
"Hexi..."
On the sea surface, there are endless ancient sounds.
And the black ship was approaching quickly with the ancient sound.
Gradually, the black ship revealed its true appearance.
It is as tall as a mountain.
The whole body is pitch black and there is black mist all around, making people feel mysterious!
The huge hull of the ship is engraved with ancient runes that no one recognizes. The writing is rough, but it is very ancient and comes from an ancient civilization!
And on the hull of the ship, there are also densely packed pictures and texts, most of which are in a sacrificial state...
However, the sacrificial theme in the picture and text only has a vague and majestic back figure!
That back figure is no longer in the mortal world, it seems to be with the gods!
However, Lin Huang saw a unique picture among many pictures and texts.
In the picture and text, the stalwart's back is stained with blood, and he becomes increasingly blurry!
Lin Huang frowned and looked at the black ship in front of him again. After countless years, the black ship has not been damaged!
Although the black ship has traces of battle and has become ancient, it is still stable.
"Taikoo Jianmu!"
Lin Huang suddenly spoke, with a bit of shock in his eyes. It was a sacred tree that was said to be able to reach the sky. A strand of branches could help people reach the sky.
But in front of me is a boatload of ancient building materials!
However, no one heard Lin Huang's words. When the huge black ship approached, the warriors around him fell into obsession and began to board the black ship like crazy!
Even Shen Qing and Mandala walked towards the black ship.
The same was true for Luo Shuiling, but she was grabbed by Shui Yuexin and couldn't control herself.
The black ship is like a mountain, but the way to get on the ship is relatively narrow, and with the large number of warriors, people are squeezed out from time to time and fall into the sea of ink.
Lin Huang frowned slightly. The moment those warriors fell into the sea of ink, they were instantly melted.
Goose feathers float into the fire and make a slight popping sound.
But these warriors fell into the sea of ink without making a sound!
But those warriors who crowded into the sea of ink didn't know it yet, and they stretched out their hands to pull those who fell into the sea of ink.
Lin Huang frowned and watched Shen Qing and Mandala step onto the black ship, his face full of excitement.
Shui Yuexin held Luo Shuiling with one hand and turned to look at Lin Huang, "Why don't you get on the boat!"
"Before I came out, Master once gave me a treasure that can keep me mentally awake!"
Lin Huang laughed.
Shui Yuexin frowned slightly, then no longer doubted it.
"Senior Shui, won't you go up?"
Lin Huang continued.
"There's something very strange about this black ship!"
Shui Yuexin shook her head, her eyes full of vigilance, "It makes me feel strongly uneasy... It contains the smell of death and nightmare, as well as countless oppressive forces!"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the black ships could confuse warriors under the realm of the Holy Emperor.
Once you reach the realm of the Holy Emperor, it is useless.
However, Lin Huang could see the bones on the bow of the boat instead of the person with no vital signs as Shui Yuexin said, perhaps because of his eyes.
Born to be able to see everything.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, most of the hundreds of warriors on the shore boarded the black boat. Among the rest, apart from Lin Huang, master and disciple Shui Yuexin, there was only an old man in coir raincoat.
Obviously, the old man in coir raincoat is also a Holy Emperor. He is as motionless as a mountain.
Ahead, Luo Shuiling was still struggling. She was trapped in the confusion caused by the black ship and was unable to extricate herself.
The black ship swayed and began to gradually retreat.
It is leaving, carrying people to the central altar...
Shui Yuexin frowned, seeming to be hesitating.
However... when Shui Yuexin had not yet made up his mind, the old man in the coir raincoat, who was as steady as an old dog, was no longer calm. He quickly stepped onto the black ship, wanting to go to the altar that he looked up to so much to find an opportunity.
Lin Huang stood behind and looked at Shui Yuexin, she was still hesitating.
Later, Shui Yuexin looked back and did not persuade Lin Huang to get on the boat or not. He took Luo Shuiling and finally set foot on the black boat.
The black ship is about to leave...
Lin Huang remained unmoved.
"Aren't you going to get on the boat?"
At this moment, an old and time-honored voice sounded in Lin Huang's ears.
Lin Huang turned his head, narrowed his eyes and looked at the skeleton ferryman holding the pole on the bow of the boat, and asked: "Why did you invite me on board... Where is the end of the boat?"
The boat that was about to leave suddenly stopped.
However, no one noticed anything strange, and they fell into confusion and could not extricate themselves.
"In the black night, people are walking in confusion! Some are looking for light, but many people die in the dark night! And when the light appears, those who are looking for the light..."
"…called a god!"
The Bone Ferryman spoke.
"This black ship is the black night?"
Lin Huang opened his mouth. He knew that the Bone Ferryman would not say this for no reason. He was metaphorizing something, "What is light? Where is it? The altar?"
"God's guidance has allowed me to wait here for countless long years. How many people have come and gone, and the cycle continues... I am the only one staying here!"
The Bone Ferryman spoke.
Lin Huang frowned, not understanding the meaning of the latter's words. He returned to the original question, "Why did you invite me on the ship!"
The Bone Ferryman shook his head. He waved the oar in his hand and started to move the black ship, leaving only Lin Huang's withered back and the long and ancient voice:
"There is a devil in the Black Sea. If the boat is too light, it will capsize!"