Chapter 2271

The doomsday is stationary on the sea. In this windless sea area, there is no need to drop anchor or pirate ship.

The ancient God chose the isolated island several miles away because of the climate of the nearby sea area. Even if ordinary ships arrive at the nearby sea area, they will immediately turn their rudders. In this world without diesel engines, the sea area without wind is a forbidden area.

Su Xiaopan sat on the deck and meditated. He was waiting for dawn. It was three o'clock in the morning. In three to four hours, he could consider landing on the island.

The waiting time passed slowly. Buwang was so bored that he was on the deck. Fortunately, it was only a few hours. Su Xiao finished a meditation and the sky gradually brightened.

The doomsday was pulled by amu and sailed close to the island several miles away. When there was about one nautical mile left from the island, Su Xiao dropped the anchor of the doomsday and left Benny alone to watch the ship.

As the cold air rises on the sea, Amu Darya freezes a piece of ice. It and bubwang each hold an ice paddle and glide forward.

Ten minutes later, when the ice of the boat melted on the beach, the sky was already bright, and the dark clouds over the island made it very dark.

Su Xiao walked in the front, Buwang followed him, Baja fell on Eminem's shoulder, and Eminem together.

As soon as he passed the beach area, the strange sound of insects came into Su Xiaoer's ears. The wet and cool touch appeared on his face. He wiped the water drops on his face and looked at the sky. It was going to rain.

The air was cool. Su Xiao walked in the mangrove forest. The ground under his feet was soft. It was a swamp. If he didn't pay attention, he might step into the mud.

Mangroves occupy a small area, about half a kilometer ahead, the air begins to be moist, and the smell of vegetation corruption wafts into the nose.

Su Xiao stops and a breath appears in front of him. It's not the breath of living people. It's like It's like a remnant of some idea.

Su Xiao walked out of the mangrove forest. A shallow water area appeared in front of him. The scene was opposite to the scene he had seen before. Through the shallow water area, there was an abandoned palace where the ancient god was.

"Ah ~ there's someone here again."

The hollow voice appeared. Looking down the sound source, Su Xiao saw a small wooden boat standing on the bank, with a figure in a tattered black robe sitting in the bow.

"Get on the boat, there's only so much I can do."

The black robed man slowly stood up. He came to the stern of the boat and leaned over. At the same time, he reached to the water with one hand. His arm, which was only bone, was exposed from his sleeve and submerged in the water.

A long white stick was pulled out of the mud, like stone or bone.

The black robed man stood in the stern of the boat without saying a word. Under the hood with many holes, he could see a skull.

This is not a living person or a believer of the ancient god. He is a failure and can only be unwilling to fail. He guides everyone who arrives here.

The black robed man's obsession is so strong that even the ancient gods on the island can't detect his existence. He has no noble origin, but is a farmer. Two people he loves are taken away by the ancient gods. He is so sad that his soul and bones resonate. His skin, flesh, blood and organs are peeled off. His anger in his heart keeps him alive.

He did not let the world praise the legend, no great achievements, he put on a black robe, don't want to let his appearance frighten others, and then quietly find the ancient god who killed his wife and daughter, peacefully defeated.

After that, he even forgot his wife and daughter's smile and his name. Since then, he has nothing. No, that's not accurate. He has a small wooden boat that can guide everyone who arrives here.

Su Xiao watched the man in black for a moment, then came to the shore, jumped on the wooden boat, and bubwang and amu followed.

The black robed man stabbed the long pole into the bottom mud, and the small wooden boat floated forward. He didn't tell his story. It was too sad, so Forget about it.

From the appearance, the black robed man is similar to the God of death. As long as he takes a sickle and says that he is the God of death, there is definitely a human face.

In the clattering sound, the small wooden boat arrived at the other end of the shallow water area. After stopping, the man in black sat at the stern.

"May you come back alive."

“……”

Su Xiao didn't speak. He looked around at the scene ahead. It was a withered mangrove forest. The ground was covered with black withered leaves. Everything was withered. This scene was opposite to the scene he saw before again.

After jumping off the boat, Su Xiao walked to the dead wood forest ahead. Bubuwang followed him stealthily. The scene around him reminded the cargo of some bad memories.

In the world of witches, when Buwang investigated the terrain of Helu City, he entered the misty graveyard by mistake. He ran into a group of ghosts. He was so scared that he almost threw all his urine out and saya escaped.

At this time, the atmosphere of the dead wood forest is similar to that of the misty graveyard. The mist covers the dead trees.

When the rain fell from the sky, Su Xiaogang walked into the dead wood forest and felt a breath locking him. The ancient god who lived here found him.

Aware of this situation, Su Xiao quickened his pace and walked a kilometer or so ahead. An abandoned palace appeared in front of him. It was dark and cold under the cover of mist.

This is the ghost place. It's used for horror movies No, no one dares to come here to make horror films. After all, compared with the ancient gods, the evil spirits in the horror films are so sweet.

Su Xiao came to the front door of the main hall and put his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Several cuts were made. Two gates nearly five meters high in front of us were broken. When the gate was broken, a dark pillar of light flashed out of it, so fast that there was no chance to dodge.

Crystal layer clings to Su Xiao's left hand, and green steel shadow energy rushes on his hand, grabbing the black light column.

PA la

The light blue arc flickers, the black light column is quickly swallowed out, and dissipates after a few seconds.

Su Xiao clenched his left hand and the crystal layer on his palm and forearm was broken. He walked into the front hall.

Here is about a thousand square meters in size. The stone slabs on the ground are eroded to potholes by the years. There are a row of black stone carvings on both sides of the hall. Each stone carving is lifelike. In other words, it's not a stone carving at all, but people who have resisted the ancient gods.

As soon as he entered the hall, Su Xiao saw the stone throne at the innermost side. The darkness was all around him. He could only vaguely see a figure sitting on it.

The ancient god on the throne bent slightly, obviously looking down on Su Xiao.

Obviously, this ancient god is a kind of man with few cruel words. The ancient god is ugly, but there is no weak one, and one is stronger than another.

Su Xiao doesn't speak. If this is not an ancient god who likes to do things, he won't come to find each other. The time he pays is not equal to the income.

Ancient gods + demagogues + attempts to make the world dark. All these factors add up to be evil gods, and God's judgment can grow up by killing evil gods.