What should a ghost ship look like?

Worn, rotten, with its sails full of holes, sailing alone on the sea road of life, the seamen who are unwilling to die sing songs of loss in the fog, treating all the living who step into their territory as enemies, mercilessly killing everyone and smearing their blood all over the cabin?

No, that's too one-sided.

In Tyrion's mind, a ghost ship should look like this!

It has a heavy, death-protected deck, a brave and self-aware necromantic crew, a fierce and resilient captain, cannons that can use alchemy bombs at the same time and magic cannonballs if necessary, superior stealth to sail both at sea and underwater, and, most importantly... The ability to grow self-esteem.

Just like the current Sea Kingship.

In the process of being drafted, the admiral made a special request to the Lord of the Dark Blades, and he tied his soul to his ship, so that the battle fortress on the sea had its own unique life, a greedy life, a terrible life, a life that could constantly evolve.

Soul Eater!

It feeds on its souls, and the more souls it devours, the more powerful the battleship becomes, the stronger its bones will be, its firepower will be stronger, and it can even completely control a sea at the cost of the soul consumption imprisoned in the hull.

Eventually, it will become the true master of the sea in the endless slaughter, just like Dai Lin, this sea will be at its mercy.

But it comes at a price...

It is tied to Dai Lin's soul, and once Dai Lin falls to a truly eternal death, the ship will immediately usher in its own end.

"Whew!"

The vast monstrous sea beast with its bloodline inherited from Enzos, the demon of a thousand whiskers, suspended its ugly body above the surface of the sea, and Enzos was unwilling to give up his favorite soul just like that, and as its messenger, the sea beast was also fulfilling his mission.

It stood dead in front of Dai Lin's resurrected fleet, its thick and hideous tentacles swaying wildly on the sea, setting off monstrous waves, and beside it, with the purple magic patterns on its skin beating, the solid darkness stretched out of the sea, and one terrifying faceless one after another rushed out of the darkness, raising their tentacle-like twisted arms, unleashing terrifying waves of darkness in an attempt to crush the fleet once more.

Dai Lin, on the other hand, stood on the bridge of the Sea Throne with a blank face, and behind him and his ship, the resurrected ghost warship slowly turned its bow on the floating ice and endless corpses, and put on an offensive formation.

"Aren't we going to help him?"

The Great Lich stood side by side with His Majesty on the ice floe on the coast, and at his feet, the head of the Sea Witch Lady Nazgar was thrown there, her eyes had lost all sparkle, and her soul was imprisoned in the Great Lich's Soul Stone, and she would be honored to participate in the Great Lich's next soul test as a test subject.

Pray for her.

Faced with the Great Lich's question, Tyrion shook his head and said calmly:

"It's his fight, you know he's a man... There's always some untimely pride, and I don't want to be caught up in the wrath of my weird subordinates on the first night... Each and every one of you will not let me worry. ”

"Maybe you should erase our sanity, leaving only the instinct to fight, without wisdom, there will be no troubles, no resistance and resistance, the self-thinking is not a blessing for the dead, thinking too much will always give birth to some thoughts that should not be there."

The Great Lich suggests meaningfully:

"If you're really going to do that, I can volunteer to be the first test subject, and recently, after looking through Mr. Medivan's Codex, I've made some breakthroughs in my research into souls."

"If you erase your wisdom and feelings, who will you become?"

Tyrion let out a chuckle:

"Thoughts and feelings, regret and pain, these are the basis of a soul, without which your existence would be meaningless, besides, I am a person who is afraid of loneliness... It's better to be noisy, it's much better than dead silence, and for the necromancy, the presence of feelings will make you stronger. ”

The Great Lich laughed too:

"You have always been so merciful, my majesty."

"It is not a good word to describe a king in terms of kindness... Since I'm so merciful..."

Tyrion's voice became a little lighter:

"Will you be grateful for my kindness?"

The Great Lich was silent for a moment, then fixed his gaze on the dark sea in front of him, and he whispered:

"Yes, of course we will be grateful."

"Bang"

Something was thrown from behind, rolling like a ball, and slammed into the head of Nazgar, the sea witch, the strange blue blood splattered all over the pale ice floe, and Sarufar, dressed in heavy armor, stepped up from the icy waters, and he flicked his shoulders and stood behind Tyrion and Khadgar.

"This Naga is quite capable of fighting."

He stroked the heavy trident in his hand and said:

"And it's a good trophy, you can hear the screams of the Siren's soul when you get close to it, I like it..."

Tyrion glanced down at the wide-eyed white Siren, his eyes darting:

"Well, Vaschi... Appearing at the wrong time, dying in the wrong place, O Sarufar, you have to be careful, it is said that Vaschi is Azhara's favorite maid, and if you kill her, the Queen of the Deep will not let you go too easily. ”

"Bang"

The heavy, crude necromantic rune trident was dotted on the surface of the ice floe, causing a crack in the solid ice, and Sarufar's eyes flashed as he whispered:

"Then let her come."

Under the gaze of the three high-level necromancers, on the distant sea, the battle between Dai Lin's death fleet and the people of the abyss was also carried out to the end.

"Volley!"

Dai Lin shouted loudly:

"Send these ugly guys to hell!"

"Boom Boom Boom"

The guns of the ghost warships in a row made a clattering sound in the darkness, and under the cold and precise aim of the undead gunners, a round of cannonballs with a dark red halo erupted from the muzzles, streaked through the air and slammed into the heads of the surging faceless, and after the cannonballs exploded, the icy death that overflowed pierced their dark-blessed bodies like sharp arrows, causing the stinking blood to float everywhere in the sea.

And the most powerful sea kingship, this battleship that has become dark and deep in appearance, those cannons covered with seaweed barnacles, as if they have their own life, under the manipulation of Dai Lin's will, all the guns are aimed at the wailing sea beast in front of him.

"Boom"

The 32 heavy cannons fired in an instant, and instead of scorching shells, it spewed out magical energy infused with a ruthless heart of revenge, and the screams of the devoured Naga soul could be heard on those energy-wrapped cannonballs, like 32 sharp arrows of light, fiercely piercing the solid skin of the sea beast.

The tentacles dotted with purple spots swung fiercely in the sea beast's painful screams, and smashed down frantically towards the Sea Kingship, the command knife in Dai Lin's hand was waved, and the heavy and cold wind impact hit the tentacles that fell from the sky, freezing the disgusting flesh and blood sucker, and the next moment, the admiral jumped up from the deck, and between the dark red light that swung in the darkness, the three thick tentacles were slashed at the same moment.

The stronger the power he had in life, the more power he could get from death after death, and in the case of a warrior like Dai Lin, the moment he was called up with his soul intact, he had easily stepped into the ranks of the Death Lord, and all he lacked now was a dragon's blood that revitalized his body.

A corrosive dark red halo wrapped around the wound of the sea beast's broken tentacles, preventing the regeneration of flesh and blood, Dai Lin fell back to the deck, he stretched out his hand, and the first mate with blood-red light in his eyes respectfully handed over a heavy harpoon, the top of the dark harpoon, was covered with barbed blades, Dai Lin's fingers stroked the top of the harpoon, and a layer of beating death energy was wrapped around the harpoon.

With a cold light dancing in his eyes, he jumped a few steps on the sculpture at the top of the Sea Kingship, in the hunting sea breeze, Dai Lin's gray hair fluttered, the broken cloak behind his back swayed, the energy of the Death Lord gathered in his left arm, and the next moment, the whistling harpoon came out of his hand, and the whistling cannonball pierced the sea beast in front of him whimpering in pain.

"Poof"

The harpoon pierced the sea beast's brain, then the second, the third, and in the earth-shattering roar, the sea beast, which had been hit hard repeatedly, finally felt frightened, it turned and ran, and dived towards the warm abyss, and the chain behind the harpoon was tightened at this moment, and the huge force pulled the entire sea kingship to float on the surface of the sea.

"The sea won't shelter you anymore!"

Dai Lin moved his neck, and in his cruel smile, the Sea Throne made a loud noise, and the entire huge sea fortress slowly sank into the sea amid the cheers of the undead sailors, but it did not sink, but actively entered the icy water.

It will continue to hunt its prey in the dark sea until it has shed its last drop of blood, a gift given to it by death.

"You should not have entered the darkness so recklessly..."

"Your souls are mine."

The moment Dareen sank into the water, a whisper sounded beneath the surface of the sea, followed by thought-disturbing dark fluctuations, the Great Lich frowned, and beside him, Tyrion shook his head, and pulled out the apocalypse behind him, like a dark lightning, into the deep waters.

The moment he entered the sea, the Great Lich could vaguely see that the figure of the mysterious Vagri Agasa also appeared in the sea.

A moment later, a dull cry of pain rang out at the bottom of the sea, and at the same time, the darkness that enveloped the entire sea suddenly dissipated, and Tyrion's figure quickly returned to the ice floe, and he flicked the blade of his sword, the moon-shaped blade, stained with a stain of purple blood that people had to pay attention to.

"Put it away, the blood of the old gods, it's precious."

Tyrion froze the drop of blood and handed it to the Grand Lich, and as he looked at the surface of the sea where Starlight reappeared, he whispered:

"The weakest must have the consciousness of the weakest... Intrigue can't change the real balance of power, and this time, maybe Enzos can learn a little better..."

"It is said that the Elder Gods are sealed in their respective cages, and you can harm his true body... Could it be that they are out of trouble? ”

The Great Lich asked with interest, and Tyrion shrugged:

"The Titans have left this world in big trouble, the Elder Gods and the world are only closely combined, it's hard to say their current state, but it's a matter of time before they get out of trouble one by one, and we can't kill them yet, unless this world grows to a more powerful stage, but how to say it, it's a disappointing topic, because... The means of communicating with the core of the world are not in our hands. ”

"Then they are enemies? Still is? ”

The Great Lich asked again, and this time Tyrion replied much more simply:

"Of course, these ancient god creations and their followers, kill one when you see one, don't be soft."

"Wow"

As the two spoke, the Sea Kingship, which had sunk into the sea, once again squeezed through the sea and appeared on the surface of the sea, and at the very front of the battleship, on the mast that pointed obliquely to the sky, hung the shriveled body of the dried sea beast, its tentacles hanging weakly like the deep sea, but this time, its owner could no longer save it.

And Dai Lin stood on the deck, and before him, knelt and trembling Lord Stozon, whose master had likewise abandoned him.

The cold command knife rested on Lord Stoson's twisted flesh, and Dai Lin didn't need this traitor's repentance, he looked at him coldly, and said in a deep voice:

"The original glorious bloodline of Stosson will be extinguished... It starts with you! As for your master, I'll go find it! ”

"Poof"

Between the flips of the wrists, the twisted head slammed limply on the deck between the stinking blood sprays, and Lord Stozon's soul seemed to retain a human body, and in the greedy whimper of the Sea Kingship, this twisted soul was pulled into the deep cabin by an invisible hand, full of horror.

Then came the sound of chewing that people couldn't bear to listen to.

"So, my Admiral, has the anger in my heart dissipated?"

Tyrion's voice rang out behind Dareen, and the admiral shook his head, stretched out his hand and straightened his captain's hat, his blue eyes watched as the sea returned to calm, and after a moment, he said:

"Not yet, far from it... I'm going to meet Queen Azhara and "visit" her Undersea Empire, and ask her what she thinks about my death, and the Sea Throne is hungry... Did you hear that? It's very hungry..."

"How long will it take?"

"1 or 2 months."

Dai Lin looked back at Tyrion, there was not much emotion in his eyes, he reached out and took off the pendant of the silver anchor hanging from his neck, and handed it to Tyrion:

"Help me give it to my daughter or son... Then tell them that I am dead and never come to me. ”

Tyrion took the silver anchor pendant, he put it in front of his eyes and looked at it, the small pendant shone with a mysterious light, and at first glance it was not a mortal thing, and the King of the Blades put it away, and said to the indifferent admiral:

"Off the coast of the Valley of Thorns there's a ghost fleet I have for you, I call it... Crimson Sword. ”

"What kind of broken name is this?!"

Dai Lin scolded, and then waved his hand impatiently:

"Just leave if it's okay, I'm going to do my thing."

"It's yours anyway."

Tyrion shrugged, and between the glittering of the portal opened by the Great Lich, he looked back at Darein, who was facing away from him, and he whispered:

"If you can't find Naga, take a look off the coast of Torbarad, I've heard that the underwater city called Vaskir is beautiful... When you're done destroying it, don't forget to bring me some souvenirs. ”

"Also, Dai Lin, welcome to the Darkblade."

A moment later, under the icy moonlit night, the fleet sailing on the dark sea, slowly disappeared into the tumbling waters to the desolate song of the sailors, leaving only a splash and no trace.