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The Terror Ghost flies in a stealthy manner. Generally speaking, unless it is a god-level existence, it is almost impossible to detect them.

Moreover, in the subspace, there is a space storm as a cover. Without enough inspiration, it is impossible to detect the things existing in the subspace.

When passing through the sixth dimension, they encountered a huge space storm. The Terror Ghost shook violently and suddenly slowed down, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves was heard in the storm.

Jin's eyes moved, as if he saw something, and he raised the fishing rod and swung it over. The fishhook seemed to have caught something, and it suddenly became straight.

"It seems like I caught something!"

She pulled harder, and a figure was dragged onto the ship from the space storm, making a crisp sound.

An extremely handsome man with short curly brown hair and deep eyes, was dragged out of the space storm by a fishhook piercing his body.

Jin looked at the trophies he had caught, and was a little dissatisfied: "Why is it a human being?"

"Thank you thank you thank you."

"Almost lost in the space storm."

The man spoke, rubbed his red forehead, and got up from the ground. The magic power flowing around his body was as bright as the stars, which was extremely dazzling.

As he spoke, he looked around, but his expression was stunned, "Ghost... ghost ship?"

"How could it be a ghost ship!"

He thought of the legend about ghost ships in the subspace, which were accompanied by ominousness and disaster. Sticking to such a thing would basically lead to death.

His body trembled and he felt his legs were weak. He forced himself to steady himself before sitting on the ground. He secretly told himself that he must calm down and regretted running around in the subspace.

Soon, he set his sights on the man sitting on the chair. It was obvious that he was the owner of this transmission. His face could not be seen clearly. The space was curling inward little by little, and the light was also falling little by little. of bleakness.

In an instant, his heart went cold, and he judged that the person in front of him was probably some kind of god-like existence.

Su Changxing glanced at the person in front of him, his data eyes flashing, extracting information from another dimension.

[Astral Mage: Level 4, a mage of ancient heritage, able to travel through subspace with the light of magic, mastering a wide range of knowledge, and more knowledgeable than some rude gods. 】

The man in front of me is a pure human being and also a player.

Su Changxing moved his index finger lightly on the armrest of the chair, thinking about how to deal with this guy.

An outsider who doesn't know the details suddenly runs up on the ship. He may be carrying some unknown danger. The best way is to kill him so as to remain unchanged in the face of changes.

After all, he has many enemies now, so he still has to be cautious.

Just as Su Changxing was thinking, the man suddenly felt something bad and immediately said: "I am the Star Mage, Weilu. I accidentally broke into your ship. If I have offended you, please forgive me. I am willing to apologize."

Talking.

He looked around and saw that no one on the ship was a good person. There was a group of ghost sailors, each of them somewhere between existence and non-existence, and all of them had a sinister look in their eyes.

There was another female ghost standing less than half a meter behind him. Her saliva could be seen dripping to the ground, and her mouth seemed to have touched the roots of his hair.

And the girl with blue hair seems to be overlapping in different dimensions, and her shape is constantly changing every moment.

What is even more terrifying is the man sitting on the chair, a dark giant hidden in the void, with the light of stars shining all over his body, looking like a god walking on earth.

"Apologise? How can you apologize?" Su Changxing said in a deep voice, as if he were watching a show, not afraid of the other party's escape.

Being on the ghost ship is like a kingdom of gods. Even if you are a third-level, extraordinary person comparable to a god, there is no chance of escape.

Weilu's face changed, and a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes. He seemed to recognize Su Changxing, coughed slightly and said, "If my guess is correct, you should be the Calamity of the Ancient God who is being hunted by the three religions."

"Disaster of the Ancient God?" Su Changxing raised his eyebrows.

Weilu explained: "People from the three religions believe that the ancient gods will try their best to get rid of you because you came from the past."

"Because something like this happened before. It was also the disaster of the ancient gods. It really attracted the ancient gods and caused most of the seventh dimension to be destroyed. It is still reflected in the brilliance of the ancient gods."

Su Changxing stared at him, making sure there were no lies in his words, and then asked: "Do you know the name of that ancient god?"

Wei's face turned ugly and he whispered: "I know, I know, but I'm afraid I can't tell you. Although the ancient god has not been fully resurrected, his residual thoughts are already wandering around the world."

Su Changxing thought for a while and said: "This place is a space of its own. You can write down the disconnection with the outside world on paper."

"Ah?" Weilu's face became even more ugly, knowing that Su Changxing wanted to tie him to the ancient god.

Jin showed a smile: "Ah, what? Write it quickly if I ask you to."

Weilu was agitated, and in a dilemma, he took out a scroll from his pocket and backpack and wrote a line of twisted text on the paper. It looked different, some looked like divine writing, but not at all.

Fortunately, Su Chang could see what it meant, "The God of Endlessness and Control."

This is the taboo name of the ancient god. I am afraid that the ancient god will target him just by reciting it silently in his heart, let alone writing it down on paper.

Su Changxing nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the handsome mage and said, "It seems that you are indeed sincere, so let's discuss now what you can do."

Weilu put the scroll away, shook his head, and felt dizzy. The space on the ship made him feel very uncomfortable, and it was not much different from being in a subspace storm.

A sparse voice came, and he took out another scroll from his space backpack and said:

"Sir, I have some information about the patron saints of the three religions. It is not complete, but it is certainly very useful."

"Patron Saint? A third-level Extraordinary." Su Changxing was a little surprised. He didn't expect Weilu to have such a thing. It seemed like it had been prepared a long time ago.

Weilu nodded, showing a look of disgust, and said: "Yes, they are ancient existences among the three religions, comparable to gods. They have received the favor of gods. Generally speaking, they are existences that have turned their backs on human beings."

"My hometown was destroyed because of this, and I have been fighting against them secretly."

Su Changxing stared at the mysterious mage in front of him, thoughtfully, and then chuckled: "So this is not an accident at all, but you came here specially for him."

Weilu smiled bitterly and said hesitantly: "Well, I just followed my inspiration and came here. I didn't expect to meet you, let alone the owner of the ghost ship."

Su Changxing's eyes showed a fierce light and he asked: "How did you discover my traces?"

Weilu was silent for a moment, thinking of a way to survive, which was probably the purpose of coming to this subspace: "Everything is closely connected, and this comes from a spiritual light in my mind."

As he spoke, he half-knelt on the ground, "Those of the three religions have abused their power to rule, and the order of the world has been gradually collapsing. They are a greater danger than the ancient gods."

At the same time, he thought about the end of the world. Most of the end of the world is unstoppable and cannot be changed. His hometown was destroyed in the end.

Countless meteorites fell, and the huge civilization was destroyed, leaving only desolation in the end.

"In order to cater to the doomsday game and obtain corresponding benefits, many world doomsdays are created by the three religions."

"They are extremely hypocritical. On the surface, they are running around in various worlds to prevent the apocalypse, but secretly they are constantly creating the apocalypse. I suspect that several patron saints have something to do with the chaos in the subspace."

Su Changxing smiled. After hearing what the other party said, he didn't react much. It was as if he was watching a joke and said: "Life and death are originally caused by rules... and do you think I can compete with them?"

"It's not important." Weilu said with a confident look:

"At least we are on the same side. I have some important information. There is now a patron saint named the Light of Darkness, in the fourth dimension ahead."

"I think that's where you're heading."

"The fourth dimension?" Su Changxing's heart moved, and he thought that Zhou An was in the fourth dimension now. Could the other party be waiting for him there, setting a trap, waiting for him to fall into the trap?

"This is indeed useful information... From this point of view, what happened to Zhou An is not a coincidence." He thought about it, always feeling that something was wrong, so he did not go to the fourth dimension as quickly as possible. It turned out that here .

Some things may seem accidental, but in fact they are already destined. This is cause and effect. The connection between all things is like a thread.

And third-level extraordinary beings, who are equivalent to gods, have the ability to stir these threads.

Zhou An went to the fourth dimension, and invisibly took him to the fourth dimension, and the patron saint of the three religions happened to be waiting for him in the fourth dimension.

"Ah?" Weilu was a little confused. He didn't know what Su Chang was saying now. He felt that his body was not so cold anymore, so he knew that he had survived for the time being.

The way to survive the bandits is to join them and become a bandit too!

The ghost ship changed its direction unknowingly, but there was no difference between up, down, left, and right in this subspace, and there was no specific reference object, so it was difficult for people inside the ship to feel the change in the direction of the Terror Ghost.

Weilu remained frightened and lowered his head slightly, "Sir, are we still going to the fourth dimension?"

Su Changxing nodded: "I would like to see how these patron saints are doing and how much they weigh."

Wei Lu was almost on the verge of tears. He felt that no matter how hard he tried to persuade him, he could not persuade him to leave. If he followed him, he would be risking his own death. He added, "Sir, they are waiting for work with ease. I'm afraid we will be in trouble."

Su Changxing shook his head, changed his tone, and asked, "Have you ever been to the fourth dimension? Do you know what the fourth dimension is like?"

There are huge differences in each dimension, including the construction of basic rules. When mapped in subspace, they show different appearances. Some are denser, while others are like empty shells.

Weilu shook his head: "I have never been there. The fourth dimension is very mysterious. It has long been disconnected from the outside world. It has not even set foot in the Doomsday Tour. Only beings like you, sir, can freely enter and leave the fourth dimension."

at the same time.

An identical Terror Ghost gradually approached the fourth latitude, but Su Changxing was the only one on the deck sitting on a chair, lost in thought.

This is the spiritual clone created by Su Changxing with the help of the Terror Ghost. It is 80% similar to his original body, and can rely on power transmission to exert at least 50% of the power of the original body.

More importantly, even if the spirit clone dies, it will not have any impact on his true body. Once the connection is disconnected, the spirit clone will be destroyed and turned into nothingness.

The fourth dimension looks like a cone-shaped ring from a distance in the subspace, with a dark light shining at the top, indicating ominousness.

Before he even got close, a large number of thunder and lightning swept towards him from above, but the Terror Ghost easily avoided it.

Then, Su Changxing and the Terror Phantom turned into a phantom and passed through the barrier of the fourth dimension. It was as easy as opening a curtain and going from one side to the other.

Su Changxing saw a world of nothingness. The empty land was endless, with only dark black rocks, and the sky was dark.

"This world seems to have been abandoned for a long time." He couldn't help but wrinkled his nose and smelled the strong smell of decay.

The fourth dimension was completely different from what he expected. It was smaller than the other dimensions he had seen, and this dimension itself was also a world, a whole world.

"This should be the ethereal world, mixed with the aura of chaos. Was it like this when you came here before?"

Su Changxing looked at the head on the side and asked.

The head's eyes flashed red, looking around, unlocking the remaining memories in his mind, shaking his head and saying: "It's not like this, this doesn't seem to be an ethereal world, you are in the wrong place."

"It seems that there is no one in this world at the moment, and there is some kind of familiar atmosphere here?"

Su Changxing's eyes flashed with blue light, and the world took on a different look in his eyes. It was composed of lines and a lot of orderly things, among which were scattered pieces of real things.

Those are fragments of the real world!

"There are fragments of the real world here." Su Changxing raised one hand above his head, stretched into the void, and opened up a piece of fog, making the fragments appear clearer.

"How is it possible?" The head questioned, "This place already existed a long time ago."

Su Changxing stood on the deck, fell into a long silence, and then said: "The real world has been broken long ago, earlier than imagined. The one I destroyed is the broken main body."

"I thought I made the right choice at the time, but it doesn't look that way now, and if it fits the judgement, the pieces shouldn't be there now."

The red light in the head's eyes became deeper, and he said slowly: "Maybe we have already done the same thing."

The Terror Ghost continued to fly forward. In this desolate world, because this world was fused with fragments of the real world, it was quite heavy, and the Terror Ghost's flight speed also slowed down.

The clouds and mist in the sky began to stir and change. A huge and ferocious naked eye emerged from it, and insect-like figures crawled out of it. More and more, they fell into the world and piled up into mountains.

"As expected, I'm waiting here." Su Changxing felt confident when he saw the other party appear. At least Weilu didn't lie to him on this matter.

There was thunder and lightning, and more and more white threads connected the sky and the earth.

Fortunately, Su Chang had anticipated it, so he also prepared countermeasures. The Terror Ghost's speed suddenly accelerated, and the hull completely transformed into a ghost, blending into the world.

A sword tomb appeared in front of him, densely packed with broken sword blades, and a big black sword stuck at the top. Under the sword was a living corpse, and there was a terrifying aura.

Su Changxing was also shocked, realizing that a god was suppressing under the big black sword. This was the first time he saw the true form of the god, although it had already fallen.

The ghost ship broke through again and came to the back of this world. Countless corpses were suspended in the sky by a silk thread. Below was a blood-red sea. Two lizard-like dragon-like creatures were squatting in the sea, and one was asleep. , one looked at him with a greedy look in his eyes, and slowly stood up from the sea of ​​​​blood. The sea water surged and formed a huge wave.

The dragon-like creature opened its bloody mouth and wanted to swallow the entire ghost ship in one bite. Countless threads emerged from its mouth, and waves appeared in the space. The ghost ship was involuntarily sucked in.

"tasty!"

A thick but strange voice came.

Su Changxing understood the meaning and sneered. A silver-white revolver appeared in his hand, and he pulled the trigger towards the huge mouth in front. Silver light penetrated the dragon-like creature's head, and its brows shattered into pieces like glass. Lose.

"Ah! It hurts!"

Like a child shouting, the dragon-like creature suddenly shrank back into the sea of ​​blood, and the sea level continued to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye.

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