"What's going on with this guy? Who is David Martin?" Muria ignored the soul voice and looked at Gibbs aside.
"David Martin was the sworn enemy of my previous captain. He and the opposite captain Dale Howison had a feud a long time ago. They both disliked each other and wanted to annex each other."
Looking at the fifteen ghost ships surrounding him, Gibbs replied in a panic. He felt that he was doomed today. When he was at his lowest, he actually encountered his last boss enemy. All the captains and so on were already dead.
They were all dead, and he was the only one left. Once caught, the consequences would be disastrous.
"So these guys are here to cause trouble." Muria asked the obvious question.
"Yes... yes, Captain Howison has long wanted to annex our ghost ship, and now he will never let go of such a good opportunity." Gibbs looked at the water around him worriedly, and he was considering whether to jump.
Escape from the sea. The water in the Ghost Sea is very special. Once you dive to a certain depth, you cannot use your mental power to detect it, so jumping into the sea is a good way to escape.
However, this method is very dangerous, because there are many monsters in the Ghost Sea. They will not attack passing ships, but they will not be polite to things that fall from the ship.
"David Martin, why don't you come out obediently? Your fleet has been beaten like this. Hurry up and let me come out and see what you look like now?" One ship was more than 300 meters long and seemed to be built with a huge
The huge battleship pieced together from the skeletons approached the ghost ship where Muria was located. At the front of the ghost ship, a ghost captain nearly thirty meters tall roared excitedly.
"David, do you think you can escape? Come out quickly and surrender to me obediently! For the sake of knowing each other for many years, I can spare your life."
"Captain Dale Howison, Captain Martin is dead," Gibbs answered tremblingly beside Muria. He saw that the ghost ship on the opposite side had pointed its cannon at them, and with the naked eye
Visible dead air is gathering towards the muzzles of the cannons and has begun to charge.
"Dead?" Dale Howison was shocked into silence, then looked at Gibbs next to Wilson, "What's going on?"
"us……"
"Gibbs, did I let you speak?" Muria suddenly interrupted Third Officer Gibbs' answer, "Find out whose subordinate you are now!"
"Sorry... Captain Sparrow." Seeing that Muria was so strong in the face of fifteen ghost ships, Gibbs breathed a sigh of relief, stepped aside, and bowed to apologize to Muria.
"Who are you?" Dale Howison asked in a bad tone.
"This is Captain Jack Sparrow, who takes over the position of our Captain Martin." Seeing that Muria had no intention of speaking, Gibbs took the initiative to introduce him. This was his duty as his younger brother.
"The new captain, Jack Sparrow?" Dale Howison looked at Muria for a while. He only felt the faint depressive aura emanating from the skeletal armor on Muria's body, and did not feel that Muria
The strength of Asia itself.
"Very well, Captain Sparrow, I will give you a chance. Now lead your men to surrender to me, and I can give you a place on the crew."
"Gibbs, ask him to get out of the way, or prepare to die!" Muria ignored the ghost captain opposite and turned around to leave. He was just a ghost who barely broke through the soul level.
, even Muria felt worthless when talking to him.
"This..." Gibbs was a little confused, but when he saw that the undead in gray robes following Muria didn't move at all, he thought that one of them could drive five ghost ships.
Sailing, then do the other undead have the same power? Thinking this way, Gibbs also gained some confidence.
"Captain Dale, our Captain Sparrow wants you to move out of the way." Like a human being, Gibbs pretended to take a deep breath to relieve his tension and shouted.
"Where did this reckless guy come from? There are only five ships, and he still dares to be so crazy?" Seeing Muria turning around without looking back, as if ready to walk into the cabin, Dell felt a little angry, "Give it to me.
Aim at that guy, fire, and let him have a taste of our power."
boom--
boom--
boom--
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Following Captain Dale's order, the fifteen ghost ships turned their ghostly magic cannons, aimed at Muria, and then fired long-charged cannonballs.
"Weak attack!" Muria's body did not stand up, and all the physical shells condensed with death energy stopped less than one meter away from his body, unable to move forward.
"How is that possible?" Captain Dale looked at the unbelievable scene in front of him. All the cannonballs stopped one meter in front of Captain Sparrow. Such an astonishing scene immediately made him panic.
"Retreat, retreat immediately." Knowing that he had kicked an iron plate, Captain Dale immediately ordered to prepare to escape. In the sea of ghosts, it is normal for the strong to devour the weak, and when measuring the strength of both sides, in addition to the ship, it is the captain of the ghost ship himself.
Have the strength.
"Let you see what real power is!" Muria did not use her own power, but only used her mental power to guide the death energy in the armor, and then poured it into the special cannonballs in front of her that could contain the death energy.
, and then the powerful mental power caused these cannonballs to spin, and then returned to the original path with terrifying kinetic energy.
Hundreds of cannonballs, carrying the strong death energy poured into them by Muria, left traces of air visible to the naked eye, and directly hit the ghost ship that launched them.
The sounds of steel being twisted and wood being smashed were heard, and the fifteen ghost ships were instantly smashed into a sieve. Many places were transparent from the front and back, but this was fatal damage to ordinary ships, but it was not at all necessary for ghost ships.
It's nothing.
It can be seen that the damaged parts of these ghost ships are squirming as if they are alive. The wailing and roaring ghosts around them are swallowed up, and the gaps begin to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Give you half a quarter of an hour to deal with them." Muria, who had taken action once, paused and continued walking towards the captain's cabin of the ghost ship, but he gave the order to the lichs in a calm tone.
"Master, half an hour is too much, only half is enough." A lich laughed strangely, and the top of its body suddenly turned into darkness, and a gloomy death aura emanated from his body.
Then it turned into a squeaking strange skeleton bird with a wingspan of more than ten meters, forming an overwhelming dark cloud and rushing towards the fleeing undead fleet.
Seeing a lich taking action, the other lichs immediately stopped. It was just a small undead captain. It was already very good to induce the lich to take action in person. But having two lichs take action was too much.
Lift him up.
Gibbs looked at the scene in front of him with dull eyes. The ghost fleet led by Captain Dale, who was well-known in the Sea of the Dead, was even more powerful than the Martin fleet in its heyday, but such a fleet would
After the cannon roared for a few breaths, there was no sound anymore, leaving only the ghostly instinctive wail coming from their ghost ship.