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Every drop of the ever-flowing river Styx is an extremely concentrated soul, attached to a mysterious magnetic field, which is extremely poisonous to both the living and the undead.

The magnetic field condensed by countless ruined lives will actively attract any living soul into the rushing waters, and only ships made from the bones of the dead and shattered souls can sail on the River Styx.

The Black Sails to Prometheus have been specially modified by Heim Tech and given the ability to sail on the Aether for short periods of time. Passing through the Stargate and entering the World Bridge, which connects to the outer layer of the Abyss, you can enter the tributaries of the River Styx, which merge into the main stream of the River Styx and go to the Land of the Dead.

The Black Sail of the Ocean is different in that it is not a ship belonging to the gods of the underworld, but to a new faction of the underworld, the gods of death and plague.

The gray cloak stood at the very front of the deck, holding a compass made entirely of white bone to lock the road marker.

At first glance......

A white sign appeared in front of him, filled with a rich warmth and light, a light that disgusted the undead.

A passage to the Celestial Subordinate Plane!

The gray cloak seemed to be greatly touched, and said to himself with great excitement and greed:

"If you can get the coordinates......"

The Angel of Death transformed by the creatures of the Celestial Realm is the favorite combat weapon of the gods of the underworld, and each Angel of Death has the lowest high-level extraordinary combat power after being manufactured, and it is mass-produced, and the value can be imagined!

But soon, the gray cloak hesitated again.

Outside the plane, the aetheric environment is full of violent and eternal flow as seen by the naked eye, there are no teleportation coordinates, no world bridges have been erected, and the probability of discovering an unrelated plane is no less than the success of a mortal god killer.

However, if this is a trap for yourself, what is the plot?

The Black Sail had unloaded all of its cargo, except for a group of worthless undead sailors, and was a completely empty shell.

The strong greed in his heart forced the gray cloak to imagine in a good direction.

At last, when it could not hold back, it ordered the sailors to turn the rudder and follow the rays they had received.

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A dim and dull space, with countless streamers flickering under a completely dark red sky.

A suspended discarded clod of dirt has a white-gold circle inscribed on it somewhere. In the center of the magic array, there was a white and flawless wing, covered by countless formations, continuously absorbing the energy in the wing.

In the constant twitching, the brilliance of the wings continued to dim.

This is a technology that is widely used by Dimensional Travelers. Travelers who travel between the planes often encounter a variety of threats in the oceans connected to the endless planes, with the most frequent threats from the astral behemoths.

These monsters living in the Aether Ocean have a natural remote sense of dimensional life, relying on instinct to act and prey on travelers who have come out of the plane.

In order to deal with this kind of difficult beast, the travelers have a genius spellcaster who invented a technology called [Bait Esophageal Mark], that is, a wisp of breath that simulates itself is burned on the magic array, and the magic circle is connected to the floating board and is thrown into the etheric ocean, once confusing the astral beast.

It is not expensive to obtain the knowledge of the [Bait Esophagus Mark], and it can be found in any public area from the public library of the House of the Secret Mage.

In the hands of a certain group of people, this technology may also be developed into new functions, such as in the hands of anglers, and will be used as bait for fishing for greedy fish.

The walls of the space rippled, and a huge statue of a goddess slowly emerged.

Waiting for the night, he took out two scrolls from the ring and tore one of them open.

Seven Rings Spell - Gravity Ball!

The unfolded scroll immediately appeared a small black ball the size of a palm, emitting terrifying black fluctuations one after another in all directions, carrying a volume far exceeding ten times the ordinary gravity to cover the surrounding area of about 300 feet.

Inspired by some strong call, the Black Sail rudder suddenly turned wildly out of the helmsman's control, and the hull of the ship slowly tilted downward.

"What's going on?"

Before he could react from the anger of being deceived, the gray cloak suddenly heard the painful hiss of the black sails in his ears.

Crunch! Crunch!

There was a cracking sound from the deck, and the gray cloak saw the crashing horns plunging headlong into the darkness of unknown history.

Inside the shady curtain is a terrifying realm of hypergravity, and every undead on board must bear about ten times its own weight.

Walking corpses, skeletons and other undead with physical bodies are crushed to pieces in the first time, and only spirit-like ghosts and ghosts can survive.

Levitation!

The gray cloak emitted a large amount of air as it swollen.

Relying on the reaction force of the air current, the gray cloak flew into the sky with great difficulty, thus avoiding the catastrophe.

In this moment, the black sail completed a 180° offset, perpendicular to the ground, and fell suddenly.

Cangye watched the black sail fall indifferently, and swung his twin knives, attaching [Levitation] to himself, [Feathering Technique] on his back, and [Acceleration] on his feet, and the three one-ring and two-ring spells were released in less than a few seconds.

Super magic skill [Quick Cast]!

Using the [Flashing Technique] to move quickly, in less than a moment, the night came to the fallen black sailing ship, and slashed the surviving crew members with a knife.

The newborn scales have direct damage to the spirits, and the slashed ghosts are like light bulbs, screaming and instantly disillusioned.

Suck! Suck! Suck!

Three bone spears swirled and burst through the air from behind.

The night didn't look at it, and the incantation was quickly recited in his mouth—

Second Ring Spell - Imprisonment!

The bone spear was instantly frozen in mid-air.

The gray cloak ripped off the cloak on his body, revealing a skinny skeleton wrapped in thin flesh and blood, and the hollow eye sockets burned with a faint blue flame, and the dark soul fire sent a signal of astringency:

Unknown existence, do you know what kind of terrifying force is intercepted?

The night didn't speak, and the crown condensed and flew out, and the blurred face engraved on it recited the incantation at the same time as himself—

Three-Ring Spell - Evil Dispelled!

Four Rings Spell – Light of Heaven!

The skeleton let out a scream, and an unusually large Death Scythe appeared out of thin air in its hand, igniting a cold ghost fire around it, and it collided with the night in the roar.

Leading this round of black sails is none other than a battle god from the gods of death, born from the River Styx, and created from the hands of the god of death.

Death Golem [Race: God-made undead]

Creature level 39, five-dimensional total value 105

Defense Level 10 (Physical Defense +3, Soul Defense +5)

Health: 680/680

General Skills: Harvesting, Spell Strike, Spirit Strike

Background skills: The Hungry Dead (Life Target), Soul Marker, Styx Seal

Special Skills: Death Aura, Dread Aura, Immortal Undead Body

Divinity: 1 (Immortal)

Rank: Three