It is raining above and below the ground, and beyond the rain is boundless darkness.
With a horse and a boat as the center, there are transparent water curtains in all directions.
On this battlefield where the world's will is poured out, both the sky and the sea are hostile.
In fact, the war has already begun.
From the moment Wu Nai rode his horse into the vast ocean of eternal night, one mountainous wave after another set off on the sea. It seemed like the turbid waves were hitting the sky. In fact, they were accumulating more strength for the moment of falling.
It’s great to take a picture of the divine king’s vehicle galloping between the sky and the four seas.
But the tidal waves, which were nearly 100 meters high and reached the sky in layers, collapsed before they fell.
After stepping back from the [Ghost Ship] on all fours, a huge, inviolable circular space appeared with Wu Nai on Sleipnir as the center.
The wind and rain will lose all power the moment they touch the edge of this space, leaving winding traces along the seemingly invisible transparent wall in the void, and fall feebly into the ink-black sea drop by drop.
But this is not a realm, let alone His kingdom of God.
Wu Nai just stood there immediately, and the majesty that did not belong to this world naturally spread out, filling the surroundings, and then opened up this territory on the battlefield.
Quack, quack... Crows of crows also invaded at this time, as if swarms of death were flying around the throne of the King of Gods.
"You hurriedly pulled me in. Are these the only small means you have prepared..."
Wu Nai sneered: "It's better to act quickly, otherwise you will have no chance once my country comes."
Faced with such ridicule, there should have been no response in the darkness from all directions.
After all, evil ghosts always follow the rules, silently reaping life in the company of darkness and death.
But in this strange world, an old voice sounded: "Don't worry, burying the gods naturally requires a ceremony to bury the gods..."
A wisp of pale moonlight belonging to Wu Nai invaded the sky, dispersed the rain and storm, and fell on the bow of the ghost ship, outlining the source of the sound - a decayed old man on crutches, Mr. Qin.
But it’s not the [bus] driver from the outside world who died in the ghost painting incident long ago, but an old man restored in this strange world who has the same ability and drives a [ghost ship]!
The moonlight gradually became thicker, weaving a hazy veil over the dilapidated surface of this huge ship that looked like the Kingdom of Hades.
After the darkness receded from the bow of the ship like a tide, another figure exactly like him was exposed behind Mr. Qin.
This is Mr. Qin brought in from the outside world by this [ghost ship], or the resurrected ghost in Mr. Qin who can communicate with the future!
This is similar to the operation in the original Destiny Track where Yang Jian used two scarlet ghost eyes to open the tenth level of the ghost realm.
The Will of the World used two Qin elders to create the ultimate captain of the [Ghost Ship]!
At the same time, thousands of black shadows rose from the bottom of the sea at high speed, gathering together like a black whirlpool.
Fierce ghosts! They are all fiends!
These are the terrifying supernatural beings that [Ghost Ship] has painstakingly collected. They are not placed in the hull of the ship, but are all lurking under this sea area.
The sum total of the two worlds is gathered together, and the number is unimaginable.
It is as if the underworld has been shattered, the heavens have collapsed, and the eternal order has ceased to exist.
In the age of the end of the Dharma, all the extremely evil ghosts have emerged.
This is the foundation of the world.
Why be an enemy to God? Naturally, it is with endless power!
"Interesting, this is just a cover-up. The real backhand is probably on the ghost ship. It carries some big guys, so that it can no longer carry these ghosts... It's really exciting to talk about it..."
Wu Nai laughed loudly, and the laughter shook the sky and the sea, making the already endless storm more and more rampant.
"Although you come with thousands of troops, you will inevitably fight alone in the end. The death of God is today..."
The two Qin elders spoke at the same time, their voices overlapping, old and strange, like ancient prophecies.
But the cursed words were interrupted before he could finish speaking, and the temperature of the sea surface dropped rapidly.
With Wu Nai as the center, the silver-white ice spread in all directions, freezing countless ghosts in the sea water. With the horror of the two worlds, they could not break free.
In front of Him, endless power is just a toy.
The only thing left to struggle is the will of the world itself.
"I am very satisfied with today's feast. Now we can start the feast..."
The blood-stained spear in Wu Nai's hand waved in front of him, conveying His will.
The ice surface in the sea that was frozen with endless ghosts rose accordingly.
It is an iceberg, getting thinner as you go down. From a distance, it looks like a giant mountain-like [coffin nail]!
Under the moonlight, the surface of the ice sculpture coffin nails was flowing with gleaming blue light. The countless evil ghosts sealed inside were shattered into a sticky black under the will of the eighth stage, blending with the blue of the iceberg.
Immediately afterwards, the dark golden fire light lit up at the end of the sharp sword, turning into a series of magnificent fire snakes along the ice cliff, like an earthly python spiraling up.
In an instant, the quenching of this weapon that only the gods can forge was completed.
If Yang Jian stood here in this kind of scene, he would be shocked beyond measure.
Compared with the weapon originally used to seal away ghosts, this coffin nail can be called a heaven-killing weapon!
Suddenly, the huge coffin nail turned and stabbed the [Ghost Ship] in the air.
Accompanied by the huge surge of energy, before the nails even touched the huge hull lying on the sea, the water on both sides was stirred up to tens of meters high, like a huge black wall touching the sky.
The world was filled with the aura of this weapon for a moment.
The two elders Qin raised their heads together on the bow of the ship and watched the black-blue iceberg coffin nails, like the demon-conquering pestle thrown by the Buddha, falling with the violent current.
This violent current is composed of the most intense "piercing" will and the ultimate cold current, and has the domineering power to penetrate everything.
Faced with this scene of punishment from heaven to earth.
Next to the two Mr. Qin were two more people from the future. The four of them faced the cabin of the [Ghost Ship] and said together: "Luo Qian... Luo Wensong..."
The sound was layered, not like four people talking, but as if four hundred people were speaking at the same time.
These voices formed into commands and opened the cabin door.
Three figures walked out of the dark, abyss-like space behind the door, and one of them was very familiar to Wu Nai.
His body is covered with rotten grave soil stained with curses, his eyes are as dark and shiny as flint, and his rickety body is burdened with endless graves.
——Cemetery Master Luo Qian!
In the outside world, this man who has been buried for an era has passed away, but in this strange world he is still alive.
If Yang Jian were here, the other person would definitely be familiar. He was wearing a retro gown, his face was full of wrinkles, his dark brown skin was densely covered with corpse spots, and his hollow and numb eyes had no energy at all.
——Ghost post office administrator, knocker ghost Luo Wensong!
And just like there was more than one Mr. Qin, the knockers from the outside were also brought in by the ghost ship. They stood together with Luo Wensong in this world and jointly opened a terrifying [wooden door].
Behind this door is still a door. Countless doors are arranged in sequence behind the original wooden door, and now they are opened one by one.
Immediately, countless curses that will cause death when the door is opened and spirits that decay and bury everything rise against the sky.
Eroding the coffin nails of the fallen iceberg in an attempt to bury it.
"It's not enough...Meng Xiaodong, Li Qingzhi, Zhang Youhong, the medicine buyer, and...Zhang Dong! Come out!!"
"You have worked together to bury an era, now please work together to bury a god!"
As the two Qin elders spoke, they drove the ghost ship to riot together. The bow of the ship rose up, like a wild dragon breaking through the shackles, rising into the sky against the sky.