"Yes, you sent all the humans you worked hard to rescue to my territory. I can't just accept these humans without doing anything. This is my reward for you!"
"But I don't need this kind of reward." Muria's frown relaxed.
"This will allow you to leave a good impression in front of those ancient dragons. Moreover, if we can capture Bert Ryan, you will have the first right to choose the loot."
"No need!" Muria still shook his head and refused. Using this method to obtain treasures violated his moral philosophy.
What's more, a lich whose equipment has been exploded once is now resurrected, and how many treasures are left on his body that he can appreciate.
Hearing Muria's refusal one after another, the smile on Sister Jinlong's face became brighter and brighter, seeming to be happy that Muria refused without hesitation.
"Then what do you want in return?" Sister Jinlong blinked her big golden eyes at Muria, with a charming meaning, and her meaning was clearly expressed.
"Nothing is needed in return." Muria waved her hand, "For you to suddenly accept so many human refugees has already added a lot of burden and trouble to your territory."
"Every granary in my territory is filled with food. It can easily satisfy the stomachs of tens of thousands of civilians who have lost their homes. As long as they can fill their stomachs, they can be easily resettled. After a period of time,
If they work together, they will continue to bring me new wealth."
Sister Jin Longyu was very dissatisfied with Muria's answer. She felt that her meaning had been made very clear. But what happened to this descendant of the Dragon King? He didn't like her? He was obviously pursuing her and wanted to be her partner.
The golden dragon is eighty if not a hundred.
"Uh, let's talk about this later." Muria narrowed her eyes slightly and pointed to the ghost ship at the feet of Sister Jin Long, "After you captured the ghost ship, did you inform your grandfather?"
"I just informed you." After Kaslana answered Muria's question, her expression changed slightly, and she also felt some kind of bad change.
"Alas, after finding and imprisoning the ghost ship, you should be the first to inform your grandfather." Muria sighed, stretched out his hand, and the terminal staff appeared silently in his hand, and then began to add magic protection to himself.
shield.
Under the cloak, the armor "taken" from Jin Longniang, which for Muria was more decorative than practical, was silently replaced by the Sheng Yao Huang Yuan that was fused with his dragon scale armor.
"It's a bit late to say this now." Kaslana looked serious, waving her staff, and spells flashed across her body one after another. She was also adding spell shields and various auxiliary spells to herself.
Seeing the muddle-headed conversation between Muria and Kaslana, Fiona and Outlets looked at each other, but the Green Dragon reacted faster. Although they didn't know what happened, they saw the movements of the Golden Dragon Sister.
, also followed suit and began to add magic shields to himself.
"What happened?" Seeing the three dragons in front of him stacking shields on themselves, Red Dragon Outlet suddenly asked angrily. Now he didn't even know what happened.
"The space is blocked." Muria said without raising her head, "We have been surrounded."
"Surrounded?" The red dragon looked at the empty sky around it with a blank expression. It didn't understand what Muria meant, but he soon understood.
The space in the airspace where Muria is located began to ripple like water, and then one after another ships of different styles and sizes, like breaking through the waves, tore through the space and appeared here.
In the sky.
The sky, which was already shrouded in the gray mist of the undead and seemed hazy, became completely dim at this moment. Visible to the naked eye, the undead aura like a black giant python filled the field of vision, entangling ship after ship that exuded a dilapidated and decaying atmosphere.
Ghost ship.
"What is this?" Looking at the ghost ships that surrounded him, and he couldn't count the number of them at a glance, Outlets let out a slightly frightened dragon roar and transformed back into a body of nearly 100 meters.
The body of a red dragon.
"The undead fleet that never lands." Muria replied with a serious face.
"Not bad, quite knowledgeable!" A somewhat sinister voice sounded in Muria's ears.
Then, directly in front of Muria, a seven-masted ghost ship with a length of more than a thousand meters, exuding a rotten atmosphere, and a hull covered with rust, broke through the space and appeared in front of him.
Different from the wooden ghost ship captured by Sister Jinlong, the ghost ship in front of me is an ironclad ship.
"Barbossa?" Muria asked tentatively, feeling the vague pressure coming from the armored ship and surrounding him.
"Hehe, you have admitted your mistake, I am not the great Captain Barbossa."
"Oh, then who are you?"
"I am Captain Barbossa's best first mate..."
"The best? There are many first officers in your undead fleet? Shouldn't there be only one for this position?"
"That's because our undead fleet has many ships, so I'm not the only first mate!" The eerie voice said angrily.
"If there are many ships, you should be given the command of one ship and become the captain. Why are you still the first mate?" Muria asked doubtfully. He was really curious. An undead who is obviously a legend is here.
One of Barbossa's subordinates can't even become a captain?
"..." There was silence for a while. Regarding Muria's words, the legendary undead who spoke out might have misunderstood something. Therefore, when he spoke out again, his voice became extremely cold.
"Who gave you such courage to seize Captain Barbossa's ship?" Following this voice of the soul, a cold mental wave swept towards Muria and the others, as if they wanted to confirm their identity.
identity.
"..." Muria raised his eyebrows, waved the staff in his hand, and bounced away the mental wave. He did not answer, but just looked at the ghost ship in front of him like a mobile fortress, and looked at the people struggling on the ship.
The wailing souls of the defeated.
"Hey, what kind of combination do you have? Four dragons, two gold dragons, one red dragon, and one green dragon. Don't metal dragons and five-color dragons have a fight when they see each other? How did you get together?"
Although his mental power was bounced away, through a moment of contact, this legendary undead, who was already a legend but had only reached the position of first mate, was able to confirm the identities of Muria and other dragons.
"I kind of know why this guy is a legend, but Barbossa still only lets him be his first mate." Muria said to Kaslana with mental waves.