The bottom of the ship's cabin.
Shen Ye paced back and forth.
Besides himself, only one professional remained on this level.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Shen Ye squatted down and asked.
——Though called a professional, he actually looked more like a dying ram.
But only like a ram.
In reality, his physique was filled with a particular strength, giving Shen Ye a certain feeling of heaviness—as if—
He was the Fourth Epoch Creator Charlocturic.
"Never mind me, young gatekeeper, my time has ended."
The ram sighed.
"No way, it's just you and me on this entire level, if you die, I don't know how long I'll be stuck here alone." Shen Ye said.
The ram did not reply.
It was dead.
"..." Shen Ye.
Great.
Now left all alone at the bottom of this cabin.
"How did you end up dying here?"
Shen Ye asked.
——Whispers of the Dark activated!
The ram on the ground showed no reaction.
Only a line of faint light emerged, appearing in front of Shen Ye:
