"I know it too." Kaslana responded with a smile after hearing the words of the undead first mate who always deviated from his duties.
"I have already fought with both of them, but they lost, so now they are my subordinates." When Muria was communicating with Sister Jinlong, after responding to the undead mate, she asked another question
.
"Where is Captain Barbossa?"
"Of course the captain is with the main fleet." The undead first mate said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Main fleet?" Muria raised his eyebrows and looked at the ghost ship that surrounded them, as well as some undead sailors on the ship who ran to the edge of the ship's side to observe them out of curiosity, showing a hint of surprise.
"With so many ships, is it just a branch fleet?" Muria communicated with Kaslana with doubts, "How big is Barbossa's ghost fleet?"
"The legend of the undead captain has been circulating in the oceans and seaside city ports for nearly ten thousand years."
"In other words, the undead captain Barbossa has existed for nearly ten thousand years?"
"More than that, maybe even longer. A legendary great lich who has lived for tens of thousands of years and has a collection of ghost ships that others cannot understand. Except for himself, who knows how many ghost ships he has collected."
"The legendary archlich who likes to collect ghost ships." Muria twitched the corner of her mouth.
"It is said that Barbossa was a pirate captain who roamed the oceans during his lifetime. He had an almost paranoid obsession with collecting ships. Even if he became a lich, he would still retain this hobby."
"Pirates?" Muria was confused and couldn't understand. "How did a pirate who burned, killed, and looted become a lich?"
As we all know, piracy is a profession that involves high risks in close combat and is despised by others. Even if a magistrate has water on his forehead or is caught in a door, he will basically not become a pirate. It is too cheap.
However, high-level undead in the legal system such as lich cannot be transformed smoothly by anyone who wants to. The most basic point is that they must be a magician with soul-level mental power. Therefore, the weakest lich
Possess the strength of the first level of soul.
"I don't know about this, but there are many solutions. As long as there are enough resources, you can even forcibly transform a warrior into a lich. However, this is just a pseudo-lich, and it consumes a lot of resources."
"Your Excellency First Mate, I would like to meet the legendary ghost captain Barbossa. Can you take me there?"
"Hahaha, this golden dragon said he wanted to see Captain Barbossa."
On the thousand-meter-long ghost ship in front of Muria, which was obviously the flagship, a burst of laughter came:
"Of course this request can be met, Jinlong."
As his words fell, countless cables with gleaming green light shot out from all the ghost ships around Muria, entangling towards the four dragons of Muria.
"Hmph!" Looking at the cable wrapped around him like a living thing, Muria waved the final staff in his hand without hesitation, releasing the attack he had prepared long ago.
Eighth-ring spell, Yangyan Explosion!
A thick and scorching ray shot out from the staff in Muria's hand. Under the guidance of his spiritual power, and blessed by his bloodline and the final staff for a second time, the power of the spell ray was nearly doubled, spreading filth, death and evil in front of him.
The breath cable was completely blown away.
After blowing up those ghostly cables, the Sunfire Explosion, which had barely weakened in power, directly bombarded the ghost ship in front of Muria.
Before arriving, countless souls bound to the hull by the ghost ship's curse dissipated completely under the light of this high-level spell to restrain the souls.
Even if they were completely wiped out, these dead souls still showed a look of joyful relief on their faces. Compared with having their souls squeezed by ghost ships and then dying in endless years, this method is more satisfying.
"Boom!" A violent explosion sounded, and "Boom!" followed by a second explosion - after Muria's Yangyan explosion hit the ghost ship, there was another slightly smaller circle of blazing rays that hit the ghost ship.
On top of a ghost ironclad ship.
Not only Muria was the only one who prepared attack spells, but Golden Dragon Sister also did the same.
"Didn't you say you want to see the captain? I'll take you there, why are you resisting?" Even though two large holes were blown out of the hull that could accommodate giants to pass through, the legendary undead first mate did not get angry, but instead used a
He continued to talk to Muria in a teasing tone.
"I want to see Captain Barbossa, but I don't want to be tied up." Muria raised the final staff in his hand, feeling strange at the undead first mate's indifferent attitude at this time. He could put him there
The ship was blown up.
But soon Muria's eyes narrowed. On the ghost armored ship in front of him, in the two large holes that had been blasted by him and the Golden Dragon Sister, streams of undead death energy like black pythons gathered in them.
, the sun fire attached to it was not only extinguished instantly, but the gaps were still...healing!
"This ship is alive!" Looking at the rapidly healing ghost ship, Muria was slightly surprised, but not shocked at all. He had seen similar situations before.
"The ghost ship is a semi-spiritual undead creation. To a certain extent, you can regard it as a soulless undead creature. One of its characteristics is that what you see in front of you only has enough death.
Qi, the damage you do to it, it can recover quickly in a very short period of time.”
As Sister Jinlong told Muria some knowledge that he didn't understand through spiritual communication, on the other side, the undead first mate's proud laughter sounded.
"Don't want to be tied up? It's not up to you!"
The burned cables had just been smashed by Muria, Golden Dragon Sister, Fiona and Outlets. Under the nourishment of this ghost fleet's natural overflow to form the undead death energy, it moved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It grew again, like whips, making the air crackle, and once again entangled itself towards Muria.
"Whoa!" A bright white sword light flashed through, easily chopping these activated undead cables into pieces. Then, without losing its force, the sword light cut through the sky and struck a five-masted ghost ship.
The ghost ship, which was more than a hundred meters long, was split into two in an instant in front of this sword light, and the fracture was neat.
"Tsk, boy, what a sharp knife!" A voice full of admiration came, but soon turned into a sneer, "But what's the use?"
Muria held the staff of doom in one hand and the sharp Seven Sins Knife in the other. His face was gloomy because the ghost ship that he had chopped into two pieces was recovering from the death energy of the undead.
"Unless you have the power to destroy half of the ghost ships in this fleet in an instant, you will be consumed sooner or later!" Fiona, who had torn off the cables that were wrapping around her and had recovered her true form, said in an extremely serious tone.
"It won't be wasted. This fleet also has a legendary undead. Once it takes action, we will be completely destroyed."
...Swinging the Seven Sins Sword in his hand, he once again cut off several cables surrounded by faint fluorescence, and also chopped off a ghost ship. Muria waved the final staff in his hand, and golden thunder burst out, densely covering the surrounding space, and dispersed
The air of death around.
"It's been delayed for so long. It's almost over. When this ghost fleet appeared, there was such a big movement. Even if you didn't send a message to Kaslana, the group of ancient dragons should have sensed it!"