Chapter 692 The cooperation proposed by the god of death
"Although there are more than I expected, the largest Blackstone Port is like this, and the other ports are probably not much better?" Muria, who felt something was wrong, knocked on the armrest of the Black Iron Knight's throne below him and said
There was a clear sound of metal collision, "Isn't there a legend in a pirate group? The highest one is only the soul level? Where is the legend?"
"Replying to your lord, all lichs who have broken through the legend will receive an invitation from Barbossa and join his direct pirate group. Therefore, among our peripheral pirate groups, the highest ones are soul-level and there are no legends."
"What's going on with the outer pirate group? Explain it to me in detail."
"The ones who drive the steel battleships are the pirate groups directly under Lord Barbossa, and our pirates who drive the most traditional ghost ships are the peripheral pirate groups. They need to pay certain resources to Lord Barbossa on a regular basis, and then they can use Barbossa's
The Lord's name is used to burn, kill and loot outside, but all the loot obtained must be turned over between 50% and 70%." The leader of the Black Knight Pirates explained the system of the Sea of Ghosts to Muria in detail.
Muria listened carefully to the explanation of the knight pirate leader. After asking many times, he understood the general situation. He felt quite speechless. Barbossa really deserves to be a pirate.
None of the pirates in the top ten ports of the Sea of Ghosts has a direct relationship with him. All the ghost ships used by the peripheral pirate groups are defective products that Barbossa has collected or used and then eliminated. These pirates use his
The ship went outside to burn, kill, and loot, and then paid him a fee regularly to obtain nominal protection.
If he had to describe it, all the pirate groups were sheep that he grazed. He would regularly harvest the wool. Among them, he would extend an olive branch to recruit the undead pirates who were too strong and had undergone qualitative changes.
"With such a scattered management, isn't Barbossa afraid of someone messing around in his Sea of Ghosts? I don't believe that I am the first guy who dares to enter the Sea of Ghosts to do evil." Muria fell into deep thought and pondered for a moment.
After that, he figured it out.
For Barbossa, his real foundation is his sea of ghosts, the steel fleet he controls, and his own legendary peak strength. The top ten ports and the peripheral pirate groups are just derivatives.
, no matter how much the loss is, he doesn't care.
If someone comes to cause trouble, fine! Can you destroy the Sea of Ghosts? Can you destroy the Ghost Steel Fleet, which is immune to most physical attacks? Can you withstand the wrath of an Archlich?
In his own home court, with the assistance of the steel fleet, what can't a great lich at the pinnacle of legends suppress? Even if the true god descends and incarnates, he will end up being beaten to pieces.
"Where is Barbossa's steel fleet? In which port is it staying?"
"Lord Barbossa's steel fleet is all under the sea."
Muria was silent. There was nothing we could do. Although there was a word "death" in the Sea of the Dead, it was not the real Dead Sea. There were many big guys hidden in it.
...Muria, who had figured out everything, took the information and returned to the tavern that used the Steel Ghost Ship as a venue. Then he assigned tasks to the idle legendary lichs and went directly to find those pirate groups according to the list.
, forcibly suppressed and then conquered with the power of the legendary lich.
Muria no longer cares about the nominal recruitment operation. However, in order to cover up, the recruitment is still going on, but it is much stricter than before. It has reached the point where almost no undead can pass. After all, it can attract Muria's eyes.
The undead are almost non-existent.
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Seven days later, Muria, who had just become the invisible boss in Blackstone Port, couldn't wait to reach out to other ports. It was still the same routine. He first investigated the situation, and then directly let the legendary lich oppress and forcibly conquer it.
Of course, such a huge operation was completed in the darkness. Muria didn't want to alarm the old lich Barbosa yet. However, such a large-scale operation was carried out by some people who were also hidden in the sea of ghosts.
The external forces were aware of it.
"Barbossa's real main force is under the Sea of Ghosts, but it can't be detected at all!" Muria was a little distressed. For Barbossa, the top ten ports are just a channel to provide resources. Even if someone intervenes
He doesn't care if someone sneaks in, as long as the supply of his resources can be maintained. If the trouble goes too far, he will suppress it by force. It is simple and rough, but when he has absolute force, this method is very effective.
"What are you worried about? Titans and Sons of Dragons." Suddenly, a harsh sound like fingernails scraping against the glass rang in Muria's ears, and a field with a sense of deathly silence enveloped the cabin where he was.
, the air became dull in an instant, and the originally slightly translucent cabin quickly materialized and turned into rotten old wooden boards. A rotten air passed into Muria's nose, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Stop being mysterious to me. If you want to talk to me, just come out and talk to me." In a trance, he felt like a mortal sitting on a small broken boat. Muria heard this voice as the waves rose and fell.
, without the slightest fear. In the main world, he did not believe that any god with normal intelligence would dare to harm him.
"Little guy, you seem to lack enough reverence for a god." Silently, in the shadow at Muria's feet, a thin and slender figure in black robe slowly emerged and said to Muria
You can see the withered bones under the black robe, filled with gray-black death.
"Aren't you worried that Barbossa will find you when you expand your field here? Your Majesty Naraku!" Looking at the withered figure, Muria narrowed his eyes and finally came to the door.
"Among ordinary mortals, Barbossa is indeed a genius, but in my eyes, he is just an ant with good luck. He has only reached where he is today with the help of a long period of time."
"Oh, really?" Muria didn't know whether it was okay or not, so she secretly appeared on someone else's territory, obviously intending to plot his rhythm, but she actually looked down on others. God, how hypocritical is he?
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"I wonder why His Majesty Naraku is looking for me? I don't remember any disputes between you and me." Muria said nonchalantly. It seemed that he had forgotten what he had done.
"It seems that your memory is not very good? Do you need me to remind you? Forty-seven days ago, you beat my servant to death. I want to ask him where he offended you? If he offended you, then
You beat him to death, and I admit it, but my servant seems to have had no contact with you before."
"That was just a mistake." Muria laughed dryly. He still doesn't have the ability to lie in front of a god without being discovered. The frontal combat capabilities of these gods may not be very good, but after a long period of accumulation,
Their various auxiliary abilities are extremely powerful.
"Oh, it turned out to be a mistake! So, I don't know how you plan to make up for this mistake. A legendary lich is also very precious to me. You don't want to just let it go, do you?"
"His Majesty Naraku came to me. He should have some ideas. Just tell him directly." Muria said very simply.
"Smart little guy, don't worry. I'm here to find you, and I won't ask you to compensate me for anything. I'm here to cooperate with you, and it will bring a lot of benefits to you."
"Oh." Muria was unmoved. Among the many gods of death, he was classified as an evil god. Although he was a neutral god, he was often associated with conspiracies and conspiracies.
"I found that you are very interested in lichs, and you also like to collect ghost ships."
"That's right." These are all things that are exposed to the outside. Muria doesn't bother to hide them. Naraku has come to find him. The God of Death must already know the general situation.
"So, are you interested in those steel ghost ships controlled by Barbossa?"
"Of course I'm interested."
"Then I'll give you a chance to seize Barbossa's ghost ship or even a demiplane. Do you want it?"
"Tell me, what benefits can you gain from this process?" Muria asked very straightforwardly. The bustling world is all for benefit; the bustling world is all for benefit.
Muria thinks this sentence is very reasonable. No matter what level of creatures, even in the world without consciousness, they will react to various things that are beneficial or detrimental to themselves. If Naraku, the god of death, helps him, then it will definitely be helpful to him.
Benefit, Muria must figure out why.
"What good do I do?" The incarnation of the god of death, who looked like a mummy and was wearing a black robe, laughed loudly, as if he were scratching the glass with a knife, which made Muria feel very uncomfortable.
"As long as Barbossa can be damaged, it is good for me. Titans and Dragon Sons, you have to understand that when Barbossa reaches this level, no matter he chooses to become an epic or a god. Once he succeeds, he will pose a threat to me.
, there are too many beings who control the power of death now."
"I understand, so what do you want me to do? Even if you find a way to lure Barbossa away, I can't do anything. It's just the suppression of the demiplane, and there's nothing I can do."
Muria made a request. Since he wanted him to help weaken Barbossa, then the god of death must have a way.
"Did you know? This guy Barbossa has mastered a secret method that can merge demiplanes. That's why his sea of ghosts is so vast. But it's also because of this that he has no control over the demiplanes.
The lowest among all legendary lichs."
"What do you want to say?" Muria's heart beat faster.
"In view of his situation, I specially created a secret method. As long as he has a legend that is opposed to the power of death, his demiplane can be forcibly divided."
"Oh, I want to ask if you know his secret method of merging other people's demi-planes?" Muria.
"Of course I know, this secret technique was given to him by me."