Yama Rising - 1104

Qin Ye and Smoke Mirror stood on the deck.

Ice-cold… endlessly cold.

Obviously it is in the Caribbean Sea, which is like spring all year round, but it just feels like sailing into the Arctic Ocean. However, nothing has changed in the sea.

It is like an invisible line, one side is the sun, and the other is the underworld. And they… just crossed the line.

“What a strong yin.” Qin Ye stared at the sea, the sea here was dark blue, so blue that it was a little black. He could see very clearly that it was nothing else that made the sea surface black, but the yin atmosphere that might have condensed for thousands of years under the sea!

Endless!

“Times have passed for a long time.” He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, wisps of yin air wrapped around his fingertips. He felt it carefully: “Unconsciously, these yin auras have no master.”

“This is Hipacktree’s Yin Qi.” The Smoke Mirror didn’t make any movement, and sneered: “It’s Yin Qi, I’m so familiar with it.”

“Look, what’s special here?”

Qin Ye raised his eyebrows to look, and a few seconds later, he said in a deep voice, “Dead Zone.”

There are no seabirds, no fish, and even the waves will not surging, and even the wind will smell of dead silence. In the ocean of passion and enthusiasm in the outside world, I feel like I’m dead here.

Walking in such a soundless and angry sea is like walking slowly towards doom and destruction. The silent silence and silence is enough to drive everyone crazy.

And just at the end of the sky and the sea, a vast white mist enveloped all directions, and the black and white tones set off a kind of solemnity, as if the ship was driving towards the mourning hall step by step.

“This sea area has been polluted by the breath of Hipactree. The resentment that it died here makes this a natural prison.” The smoke mirror slowly said: “Any creatures entering here will be affected by Hipactree. The resentment that has lasted for thousands of years is suppressed. No matter how strong it is, it will continue to weaken and die. And…no one can feel it…maybe the second generation of Yama. As long as the strength does not exceed the mother of the sea monster before his death, this is the most A strong cell.”

“How long is there?”

He asked Woody who was following.

Woody had minimized his sense of existence, but he was still shocked when he heard this sentence, his shoulders shook suddenly, and then he whispered: “Half a day…”

As if remembering something terrible, his Adam’s apple moved fiercely, and he whispered: “That island…very weird. It, it only appears in the middle of the night. And it will always be shrouded in the mist-just two. The white mist, mist and unknown that you see now are the biggest taboos on the sea. Any boat will go around when it sees it. If it weren’t for that map, we would never have imagined that in the middle of the night… an island would appear there!”

The sea breeze was blowing on Qin Ye’s black hair. He straightened out Qin Ye’s black hair casually, and said lightly, “What’s on it?”

“Monster!!!” Woody’s voice became a little sharp, and he said tremblingly: “Unspeakable monster… Then, that shouldn’t be an island on the human map at all!”

“The people we brought there are dead… They are all dead! I’m the only one left to escape back!” His hands fell into his hair and he tugged fiercely, his eyes were a little red: “Your Excellency, don’t go… Qian Don’t go! Even you will be swallowed by that piece of hell!”

“It’s okay.” Qin Ye said calmly, “I’m from hell.”

Woody’s voice stopped abruptly.

Only then did he realize that there was no shadow of the two of them in the sun!

The messenger of hell…return to hell… he was covered with cold sweat, bit his lip lightly, never daring to say a word again. However, he tried to hide away from the two demons.

Time passed quickly, and night fell silently. At twelve o’clock in the middle of the night, when the moon was shining over the sea. Qin Ye and the smoke mirror, who was tasting wine in the cabin, raised their eyes at the same time, looking at the sea.

Sand…sand…the sound of waves came softly, like soothing strings.

very common.

But… in the daytime here, there is not even the sound of waves! It is an absolute dead zone!

It seemed…at twelve o’clock in the middle of the night…this sea area had regained consciousness.

The god of death opened its eyes, and the devil opened its cage. Qin Ye’s figure flashed, and he appeared on the deck at the same time as the smoke mirror.

However, they are not the only ones here.

“Galvin…Francis.” The smoke mirror squinted, and his gaze drew coldly across the two white men on the deck: “Why are you here?”

After experiencing such a horrible scene, they even dared to appear on the deck late at night. According to human thinking, they should tremble with Woody now.

Galvin and Francis turned their heads blankly, and Qin Ye raised his hand to stop the smoke mirror from continuing. Because they could see clearly, their faces were pale, and…the whole body was shaking.

He glanced at the time subconsciously.

It was twelve and three in the morning.

“Your Excellency…” Galvin’s voice didn’t have a hint of anger. He didn’t see him in just a few hours. He seemed to be several years old, with sunken eye sockets, and his hair turned pale.

This is caused by excessive fear. They can’t even care about breathing now, and the voice floated and said: “The boat… is moving…”

Isn’t the ship moving all the time? Qin Ye frowned slightly and did not speak.

Because he knows that he doesn’t need to ask, the other party will continue.

“The ship is moving… The ship is moving ah ah ah!!!” Galvin was already on the verge of collapse, and he fell to the deck with a plop, his stern voice was like a hoarse supper on the black side of the lonely darkness at night, desperately sharp. Called: “Twelve o’clock…twelve o’clock exactly!!!”

“Our ship has no distillate fuel oil!!!”

brush! Qin Ye’s eyes finally became solemn, and before Francis and Galvin finished speaking, they had already rushed up the guardrail of the bow like a sharp arrow, staring at the front.

“Do you feel it?” he said solemnly. The smoke mirror also feels a bit of scalp exploded now: “No…but…what is pulling our boat right now?”

Yes, I can’t feel any yin air!

The two of them ruled the gaze of the god of death, and there was no doubt that the sea was still the sea, and the white mist was still white mist. But the boat moved!

Straight… drove forward indefinitely.

The two looked at each other, but before they could speak, the sea…moved.

Wow…the white mist at the end of the sea and sky in the afternoon is at most three kilometers away from them. And these white mists… unexpectedly began to unfold in threads.

It is like a white lotus on the sea, blooming at midnight.

And as it stretches, the waves below are surging layer by layer, crashing! Layer upon layer, pushed thousands of meters away, it has turned into a tide of about one meter!

“The island has risen…” The smoke mirror looked straight at the center of the white mist: “I can feel… an aura belonging to the gods is slowly rising! But… this… this is not God the Father!”

“who is it!”

“I don’t feel it!” The Smoke Mirror pressed his temple fiercely: “I know…I must know! And very familiar! It’s just…It’s just that his yin aura is blocked by Hipacktree’s resentment, I don’t feel it come out!”

Qin Ye took a deep breath: “Is it dead or alive?”

“Dead! This is something that the other party has deposited authority… a artifact… Yes! It’s an artifact that belongs to the other party! But it’s not God the Father!”

Poof! ! At this moment, the white mist exploded! No… it’s not exploded, it’s thousands of black shadows, spewing out from the white mist with long white tobacco!

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahah it has come!” Galvin and Francis were stunned. Two burly men, who were close to 1.9 meters tall, hugged each other with tears and screams comparable to the heroines of third-rate horror films.

At the bow of the ship, the wind suddenly rose, and the black robe that was blowing Qin Ye raised almost straight. He pulled gently, staring into the air.

Thousands of dark shadows slid across the sky like a sharp arrow, too fast, leaving looming traces of tobacco in the dark sky.

He could see clearly that it was… a bird with bones.

“King Qin Yan…Look…” Before he could sort out his thoughts, the smoke mirror’s surprised voice sounded. Qin Ye looked down and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Under the surface of the sea… Countless lights appeared!

They slowly floated upwards, as if they had heard the twelve o’clock command. In less than three minutes, it had completely floated, and the bright lights were all glass bottles!

A glass bottle with parchment in it!

Each one is about the size of a beer bottle, and thousands of them, floating densely on the sea beyond the white mist, spreading at least 30 meters, it is impossible to count how many!

“This is…” Qin Ye frowned. These things gave him a very familiar feeling, but… he didn’t remember what it was.

boom–!

However, there was no time to consider at all. In the next second, the entire ship rushed forward frantically as if being pulled by a giant!

Wow! The bottle on the sea surface was washed away, and the sea breeze has turned into a violent wind! The speed of this ship is beyond common sense. Even the screams of Galvin and Francis were still a hundred meters away in the first second, and the next second, they had changed a place.

“Within forty seconds, we will enter the white mist.” Qin Ye took a deep breath and pressed his eyebrows.

In my mind, countless pictures are quickly combined, and time licks past. Ten seconds later, his mind suddenly brightened, and he looked up and said: “The three deaths in the Caribbean!”

“What?” the smoke mirror said loudly.

Qin Ye shook his head, his eyes shining brighter and brighter.

Most of the puzzles he encountered were solved. But there is a puzzle that he has not touched, and has not been solved.

That’s… how did the Grim Reaper script of the Caribbean Three Grim Reapers come from!

Heaven said that this is not a product of the underworld. Whose product is that?

And that script… the three gods of death had said that it was the parchment in the bottle, salvaged in the sea.

At the same time… he had also come into contact with the letter in a bottle, and the content of that letter could even stimulate Yan Luo’s nerves.

They… all come from here?

Isn’t it…

“Oh…” Before he finished thinking about it, a deep roar suddenly came to mind on the entire sea.

The tone is low and deep, but the volume is extremely magnificent, shaking the entire sea surface layer by layer!

It seems to be the crying of countless young and old, as if the repentance of thousands of sinners, hoarseness, and sin, reaching the bottom of the human heart!

“help me……”

“It’s painful…help me…”

“I will give you everything you want!!”