Thunder God

Aboard the Ghost Ship.

The boundary between life and death had never been so blurry.

The powerful force of death even invaded Fang Yuan directly, seeping in through the surface of his skin and turning his entire face deathly pale.

Clearly, if an ordinary person set foot on the deck, they would become a corpse in an instant.

Even Supernatural Beings were driven back step by step when faced with the invasion of the force of death.

"If I do nothing, there's a thirty percent chance I'll die within three breaths and become an undead creature..."

Fang Yuan murmured under his breath. A small sun suddenly seemed to appear on his chest.

Rumble!

Milky-white light spread in an instant. The moment it met the hazy mist surrounding the pirate ship, the two reacted with explosive intensity, hissing and crackling.

As white smoke billowed upward, the ring of undead creatures on the deck screamed and retreated again and again.

Pure light and life force would tear a painful layer of skin from even an intermediate undead creature.

"Ke ke ke!!!"

Just as a mass of holy light appeared on the deck,

a piercing, sinister laugh rang out, as if it had come from the deepest pits of hell.

A ghastly white claw reached out from nowhere, pierced through space, and appeared before Fang Yuan. It grabbed the ball of light and crushed it viciously.

Pop!

The ball of light burst apart. The pure power of light struck the ghostly hand, but only peeled off a piece or two of its skin.

"Ghoul Tyrant?"

Fang Yuan stepped back. The effects of his undead transformation and Light Magic vanished in an instant as he stared at the mighty ghoul that had just appeared.

It was huge, with thick claws and fangs. Countless ghouls