novelraw Chapter 694 - 694 686 Yes I am the newly appointed captain
Chapter 694 - 694 686 Yes I am the newly appointed captain
Chapter 694: Chapter 686: Yes, I am the newly appointed captain Chapter 694: Chapter 686: Yes, I am the newly appointed captain “I know,” Muria scratched her head a bit frustrated, realizing the value of the information the Ancient Golden Dragon Bartlemy had given her at this point. All of the great liches on it had no troublesome backgrounds. Even if Muria violently subdued or killed them all, there would be no consequences.
The only troublesome one was the legendary lich who possessed the Reaper Nether Badge. However, this was unavoidable, after all, he was also a legend, Bartlemy couldn’t possibly investigate his information thoroughly, so having errors was normal, Muria understood this.
At this point, Muria should really stop. Without precise intelligence, she could easily offend some forces or some gods who are setting up plans. Although she had the backing of the Titan Tribe and the Metallic Dragon Clan, it did not mean she could randomly offend some usually peaceful forces or powerful gods. Muria is grown up now and can’t always cause trouble for her parents and elders.
“But this guy,” Muria flipped to the only one in the intelligence book she had not yet targeted, the undead ship captain, the legendary lich Barbossa, who rules the Ghost Fleet. According to the Ancient Golden Dragon Bartlemy’s investigation, his background might be significant, but it’s not certain.
Muria, who had truly encountered this undead ship captain, of course, knew that behind Barbossa was the Undead Council, one of the largest undead powers in the world, and he was one of their council members.
“This kind of ten thousand year old great lich, I can’t move against him now, but I can still go and take a look.” Muria’s eyes flickered. She had a longing for the ghost ship of this undead ship captain.
Apart from the undead attribute, the ghost ship of the undead ship captain also had many bizarre features, such as being able to devour vengeful spirits for self-growth and being able to recover from damage. It was a kind of strange semi-organic ship.
The key point is the ghost ship building technology contained in it, which is also considered the top knowledge in the world. The only drawback of the ghost ship is that it can be restrained by the divine attribute.
“What are you planning to do now?” Seeing Muria tearing through space again to go somewhere, Irvicester asked with a furrowed brow. He and his sister had been following Muria around the underground caves, helping her deal with various undead liches, feeling like they had become her henchmen, which annoyed him greatly. However, only he had this feeling, his sister seemed to be enjoying it quite a lot.
“I intend to take a look at the Sea of the Dead. I heard that it’s semi-open, and any undead can enter,” Muria responded. The Sea of the Dead is a codename for the semi-plane of the undead ship captain Barbossa. He is an outlier among the lich group, different from the norm.
Building up to the level of a legendary peak lich, he shockingly still acts as a pirate and remodeled his semi-plane into a natural harbor. This showy operation baffled many great liches. Is that how a semi-plane should be used?
“I’ll go too.” Michaela showed an eager expression. This month, she fought with Muria against all kinds of powerful liches with different fighting styles and had a lot of fun because she could just focus on fighting and didn’t need to worry about anything else. Muria would take care of everything else for her.
“You can go with me, but keep your Qi in check. We’re facing a legendary peak lich. If we get caught, the consequences will be dire.”
Muria touched her chin, thought for a moment, and took out a set of skeletal armor from the semi-plane. After nearly a month of battles, she shattered the bodies of countless legendary liches, so she temporarily refined some armor using the skeletal remains that the liches had ritually refined over the course of day and night.
The sole purpose of the armor was to wear it and hide one’s own Qi, disguising oneself as undead.
“Mika, if you want to go with me, I’ve prepared a set for you too.” Muria singled out a suit that looked like it was carved out of white jade. Its holy appearance concealed a strong smell of death, but this smell of death was outward-facing, and the inside of the armor was completely sealed, so one couldn’t feel any death Qi.
“What about mine?” Irvicester asked.
“None.” Muria, pulling the armored Michaela, directly entered the space rift. The several legendary liches next to him didn’t look sideways, they all followed in…
The sound of water hitting the stone wall rang in Muria’s ears. With her dark vision, she could see that she was standing on a pitch-black water surface. With her eyesight, she couldn’t see through to what was under the water, she could only see some vengeful spirits floating over the shallow water surface, and the water flow contained a strong smell of death.
“Does anyone know what this water is?” To avoid being sensed by Barbossa, Muria deliberately deviated from her position. To find the entrance to Sea of the Dead, she still needed to move a bit further.
“According to rumors, this is water from the Sea of the Dead of the undead captain Barbosa, mixed with groundwater, which has formed this current appearance,” a Lich answered in a low voice.
“This is pollution, isn’t it!” Muria looked at the muddy river water, her mouth twitching. The humans of this continent lived such hard lives; even basic drinking water couldn’t be guaranteed.
After briefly inspecting the river for any dangers, Muria, along with Michaela and a group of legendary Liches, were preparing to quietly approach the coordinates provided by the Ancient Golden Dragon Bartlemy. But then, a space rift cracked open behind Muria, and a crimson flame shone forth from within.
“Why did you follow me?” asked Muria with an upset growl. “Don’t you understand? We’ll all be exposed like this.”
“I’m worried about my sister, so if you don’t want to get exposed, give me an armor. Or, you can just give up this mission.”
“Fine, take it,” Muria impatiently threw an armor set towards him…
“So this is the Sea of the Undead? It’s quite a sight.” Muria looked at the seemingly infinite ocean before her and the small battleships illuminating a ghostly blue light in the nearby distance.
“So this is his ship, let’s take a closer look,” Muria said, a glint of excitement in her eyes at the sight of a steel battleship not far away, a hundred meters long. She stealthily took the lead.
“Master, we’re now within the perimeter of Barbosa’s Semi-Plane,” a Lich, whose breath was suppressed to be as low as a normal Vengeful Spirit, said with a trembling voice, “Didn’t we just agree to take a look?”
“Yes, a ghost ship is right in front of us. Of course we have to take a closer look. Don’t be afraid. We can’t beat Barbosa, but we can surely escape. Relax,” Muria assured them, patting her chest. “Also, your Life Boxes are with me. Even if you die, it’s alright – you can be reborn.”
Hearing the veiled threat in Muria’s words, the Liches exchanged helpless looks, and reluctantly followed her.
“Why does this ghost ship seem so quiet, as if there are no undead on it?” Muria, who was the first to board the Ghost Ship, looked around, perplexed.
“Where do you come from, undead? Why have I never seen you before?” Just as she was looking around, a questioning voice came from in front of her. Muria turned and saw a skeleton in tattered sailor clothes, seeming a little confused.
“What’s this? Why don’t I feel anything?” Muria, sensing that something was wrong with their infiltration, prepared to take care of this creature who discovered them.
“Ah, I see, you’re the new captain, right?”
The sudden Soul Sound caused Muria to halt her raised hand in mid-air, her eyes flickering. She suddenly remembered she was dealing with a horde of undead pirates.
“That’s right, I am your new captain. You’re good, very alert, you managed to sense me as soon as I snuck in. Well done, you have a future. You have the potential to be first mate.”
Muria’s suspended hand landed on the shoulder of the undead sailor, giving him an enthusiastic slap that caused his soul body to wobble almost to the point of shattering.
“Thank you, Captain, for your compliment.” The undead sailor looked somewhat dazed and naive, as if his soul would collapse under Muria’s force. “But I am already the first mate.”