Chapter 1049 - 224: Deep Sea Fear 2

His power remained at the Middle Fourth Rank, yet it had already far exceeded the Mistwalker envoy. Using the extreme collapse created by the collision of two domains, he buried the Mistwalker envoy.

This was annihilation within the rules, a level higher than the Withered Bone Godslaying Curse.

Returning to the ship, everyone including the ghost sailors, Xiaobai, and that red-eyed rabbit stared at him.

The scene just now was genuinely terrifying, a vast sea area, including the sky, twisted into a mass, seemingly about to break apart.

"Is he dead?" Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Changxing nodded, jumping from the water and landing on the deck, leaving two moist footprints: "He should be dead."

He thought it best to quickly erase the traces of these divine spirits from this world. Indeed, the power of the divine spirits instilled terror, had he not just been promoted previously, he would have fled in panic when facing the Mistwalker envoy.

The Book of the Dead appeared before him, Su Changxing glanced at Sean and said: "I have a task for you to handle."

Sean replied without hesitation: "Boss, just say the word, I will endeavor to accomplish it."

Su Changxing pondered and said: "As you know, we are now combating these entities akin to divine spirits. I need you to destroy those divine churches."

Sean was momentarily stunned: "Just me?"

Su Changxing shook his head and said: "Of course not, I will summon the Undead Legion, and you will receive authority to temporarily control them."

"Not only will you destroy those churches brutally, but you will also need to eradicate all traces, including books, items, and even potential believers."

Sean thought for a while and said: "No problem, but will those divine spirits target me?"

Su Changxing shook his head and said: "No, due to the rules, they cannot directly target you, and with my protection, they cannot indirectly influence you."

Even if the natives of this world are powerful, their perception is relatively weak, considered a natural disadvantage.

To investigate the traces left by divine spirits, high perception is required, entrusting this task to Sean is undoubtedly the best choice, considered a technical job.

Sean, hearing Su Changxing’s assurance, was no longer worried. Worrying further would be meaningless, so he asked:

"I will definitely need to connect with your church to do this, what identity should I assume? A believer?"

Su Changxing smiled, handed him a silver cross sword, and said: "Of course, as my representative, my Divine Envoy."

Sean took the silver cross sword, took a deep breath, and bowed: "Leave it to me, I will prove to you I am a good employee!"

Su Changxing nodded, showing a satisfied look, and reminded: "Destroying those churches is not difficult, what’s difficult is cleansing the traces left by those divine spirits, thus severing their power trajectory in this world."

Sean replied earnestly: "I understand."

Near the shore, the Book of the Dead quickly flipped pages, a large number of undead crawled ashore from the water, and with Sean leading, they advanced toward the distant city.

Weilian stood above, holding the ship’s helm and shouted: "Master, where are we going now?"

Su Changxing waved his hand in response: "To Sindaga, but don’t get too close, observe the situation first."

"Alright, no problem." Weilian turned the helm, the Ghost Ship accelerated, its speed increasing like flying on the water, making the surrounding scenes blurry.

From here to Sindaga is faster, as we are still within the Wodan Empire’s territory, with the Ghost Ship’s speed, arriving in less than ten minutes.

Sailing within the Illusory Surface, as if floating on a peculiar painting, the ghost sailors onboard began singing the sailor’s song again, letting their thoughts drift far away.

At this moment, a hoarse voice came on the wind.

"Do you think you can escape, Godstealer!"

A gigantic bone hand existing within the illusion fell from the sky, blocking their way forward.

The Horror Ghost Ship was tossed out of the Illusory Surface, landing on the pitch-black sea, and the giant bone hand followed suit.

A terrifying figure emerged from the darkness, dressed in black leather, with dew dripping down, holding a black horn.

It was the Mistwalker envoy!

He stood in the sea, half his body above the surface, nearly a hundred meters tall, reaching toward the Horror Ghost Ship.

[Deep Sea Fear: Tier Four, under the divine spirit’s call, the Mistwalker envoy rose from the deep sea, responding to the black terror, his only goal is you, to kill you!]

The divine spirit’s maneuvers are vague and unpredictable, Su Changxing didn’t anticipate that the Mistwalker envoy could still stand before him in a different form.

The Mistwalker envoy is even more powerful than before, at Upper Fourth Rank, able to distort space with his actions, exuding chaotic breath, himself a massive source of chaos.

Jin showed a faint smile imperceptible to others.

"I don’t know why... they always like sapping some frightening tricks."

A missile soared into the sky, slammed into the Mistwalker envoy’s chest, the explosion’s spark insignificant compared to his body.

Yet even so, the Mistwalker envoy’s formidable body fell backward into the sea amidst the explosion, raising monstrous waves.

She looked at Su Changxing, gesturing: "Just light the lamp."

Su Changxing immediately understood her intention, took out the Crimson Flame Divine Lamp, and hung it at the bow of the ship.