The Sea of the Drowned, one of the outer areas of Defendilan, corresponds to the Forest of the Lost, and is said to be the place where the gods punish the greedy.

Not only can it not fly, but it is also impossible to float on it when it encounters gold and wood in the gray water.

What's more, there are countless drowning spirits inside, like cheetahs foraging for food, always watching everything on the surface of the sea, looking for everything they can grasp, hoping to break free from the shackles of the drowning sea.

This is what Gray told in advance.

In the books Dean has seen, the description of the sea of the drowned is a different story-

The ignorant enemies of the gods have no idea what they are up against.

Their bodies will be thrown into the Lost Forest as the walking dead.

Their souls are sunk in the sea of the drowned, never to be turned over.

Dean was more inclined to what he had seen in the books than Gray's explanation.

It's not just because I see this point of view.

All the more so because the latter is more reasonable.

The so-called punishment of the greedy is undoubtedly more convincing to Dean than the enemy.

After all, according to the ancient legend of Godez, although the gods lived on earth for a long time, they did not live in harmony with all human beings.

In fact, only those who have obtained certain qualifications will be able to live in the city of gods, where the gods live.

Among them were the great nobles that Dean knew.

Of course, one of them naturally has this person who puts gold on his face.

However, it is enough to say something.

The gods of Godez. Nor are all beings equal.

At least. There is also the concept of class.

And this is enough to show that the gods of Goddez also have their own emotions and ideas.

Therefore. The so-called punishment of greedy people naturally becomes a little implausible, because this definition is mixed with many emotions and is not fair enough.

And punishing the enemy makes even more sense.

Syllable!

A palm-sized plank was broken off and still in the water, and Dean jumped out like an arrow on his tiptoes, and the palm-sized plank was once again firmly grasped by his gray, swollen palm and dragged into the water.

Dean and Gray repeatedly.

When a complete ship plank. When a third of the size was left, Gray suddenly reminded, "Be careful! ”

Boom, boom, boom!

Just as Gray's words fell, the gray sea exploded.

Then, mountains of swollen corpses soaked in the sea rose from below the surface of the sea, and the peaks were completely alive, swinging back and forth like tentacles.

However, he did not attack Dean and Gray.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't do it.

Because, they can't determine the location of Dean and Gray.

Both of them have cultivated the [Life Hidden Method] together. Even the pseudo-gods can't lock the two of them, let alone the ordinary revenant.

"Follow me!"

Gray didn't speak. Instead, he gestured to Dean in a sign language.

Dean nodded silently.

Then, Dean followed behind Gray, weaving his way through the mountains that looked like corpses but were actually souls, and the two of them were as careful as they could.

However, when the broken wood is dropped, it is still inevitable to make a noise.

And at that moment, those peaks that looked like tentacles became fangs and claws.

However, this did not give Dean and Gray any more trouble.

On the contrary, the two of them did not slow down in the slightest, and even faster, for when these tentacles-like peaks appeared, a path loomed into the sky.

It's like a cave under the sea that emerges at low tide.

"Keep up!"

Gray gestured and jumped down the road, Dean close behind.

Roar, roar, roar!

When both of their feet landed on the road, the undead in the water behind them seemed to sense their departure and roared almost at the same time.

The roar of one or two undead is nothing, of course.

But if it's ...... Millions, tens of millions, or even more?

It was a complete disaster.

The roar containing negative energy fused together, causing the gray sea water to ripple layer by layer, and the ripples visible to the naked eye came towards Dean and Gray.

Gray faced such an attack, did not dodge, and smiled.

For Gray, who is undead, no attack needs to be dodged.

And Dean is not immortal, but his strong physique gives him considerable confidence.

Therefore, there is no dodge either.

Airplanes!

However, to Dean's surprise, a similar tinnitus appeared on his body, although in a trance, Dean returned to normal.

But it still surprised Dean.

Because according to his estimate, he should be unscathed.

"Isn't it a constitution, but a judgment of will?"

Dean subconsciously looked at the system bar, and when he saw the instructions on it clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Compared to his [physique] that had already broken through the 'domain' level, the [will] that had just stepped into the 'domain' level was naturally more than a little bit worse.

However, this was enough to surprise Gray on the side.

"What a powerful soul!"

Gray looked at Dean in amazement,

Gray, who had entered here several times and experienced the roar of the undead, knew very well how powerful such a roar was, if it weren't for the secret technique and path he chose, I am afraid that when he faced such a situation for the first time, he would have died without a place to bury.

As a result, Gray had carefully assessed the roar of the undead in the Sea of the Drowned.

It is impossible to resist souls who have not truly reached the 'domain' level.

To put it simply, below the 'domain' level, a guy in a mortal state. In the midst of that roar. Directly the soul will be shattered and annihilated.

"What's next?"

Dean looked up at Gray.

"If we land from the Sea of the Drowned. Go along the angler's cliff - watch out for the vultures and anglers! ”

Gray said.

The Angler's Cliff, the landing place of the Drowning Sea.

The same is true for access to the outer ring of Delfendiland - whether from the Sea of the Drowned, or from the Forest of the Lost to Delfendilland, the Angler's Cliff is the only way to access Delfendilland.

Of course, there's more to the angler's cliff than that.

Ritsu!

In a neighing roar that seemed to be the stunned end of a war horse, a flock of vultures appeared above the heads of Dean and Gray, all of them huge and imposing.

Each of its outstretched wings was thirty feet in size, hovering low in the air. It can bring a whirlwind on the ground.

And neither the waters of the Sea of the Drowned, nor the fog of the Forest of the Lost, have any effect on them.

So, whether it's the souls of the Drowning Sea or the Walking Dead in the Forest of the Lost, it's food for these vultures.

Of course, these vultures, though they like rotting corpses and souls, don't mind 'adding food' or changing the flavor!

Ritsu!

With such a hissing, flocks of vultures pounced on Dean and Gray.

Faced with such a pounce, Gray made a move.

Although he is immortal. But Gray didn't want his body to be pecked to pieces, or to get into the vultures' bodies.

Even if it can be restored. It's also hard for him to accept.

So, Gray jumped into the air for the first time.

And then--

Drink!

In a low snort, Gray's arms turned into a phantom that enveloped the vultures in front of him, as if they had turned into hundreds of arms.

100 hits in a flash!

Dean instantly recognized such a secret story.

Then, Dean raised his palm.

Whizzing!

In the burst of breaking the air, the invisible sword qi cut through the bodies of those vultures, and with a puff of blood, these vultures fell from mid-air with a wail.

【XP+100】

【XP+100】

……

As more and more vultures land around Dean, it brushes upwards like a waterfall swimming upstream.

"Not bad!"

Dean commented.

At this time, Gray also fell back to the ground.

The group of vultures that Gray was facing were completely lifeless, just like the vultures that Dean had disposed of.

The two looked at each other and didn't say much.

After all, these vultures are nothing to them.

It's like an adult who knocks down a child, is there anything to boast about?

Neither Dean nor Gray are such shameless people.

They can't do anything like that.

Stepping over the vulture's corpse, the two continued on their way.

Sou!

A slight cracking sound rang out behind Dean, and as soon as Dean made a mistake, the wind brushed Dean's shoulder.

Fishhook!

Dean saw it clearly in an instant.

However, the hook is slightly larger, the size of an adult's hand, and it is extremely strong.

The previous blow, if it fell on the body of an ordinary person. You're going to be beaten to pieces.

And for Dean?

As soon as he lifted his palm, Dean pinched the close hook with two fingers.

"Don't touch those hooks!"

When Gray saw this scene, his face couldn't help but change, and he reminded him again, and even had a trace of complaint in his eyes.

Because, he had warned Dean before, he couldn't help but ignore these powerful anglers, and only need to avoid a certain distance and enter the outer ring of Delfendilland.

However, it was not expected that Dean actually pinched the angler's hook, or with two fingers, in this slightly contemptuous way.

Gray, who knows the power of these anglers, subconsciously wants to help Dean.

Although he was unusually annoyed by Dean's dissuasion, he had to do so in order for the plan to run smoothly.

However, just as Gray was about to make a move, Dean had two fingers, very easily and slightly-

Rumble!

A figure that looked like a hill was pulled closer.

Suddenly, Gray's newly raised palm was straight into the air.

PS first update ~ (to be continued......)