novelraw Chapter 697 - 697 689 Youre Asking Me for Money
Chapter 697 - 697 689 Youre Asking Me for Money
Chapter 697: Chapter 689: You’re Asking Me for Money? Chapter 697: Chapter 689: You’re Asking Me for Money? “So this is the evolution method of the Ghost Ship?” Muria stood on the deck at the highest level and looked down. Under the full attack of a Lich, Captain Dyer’s Ghost Fleet didn’t last half an hour before they were all blown up. Their soul fires were swallowed by undead monster birds, and the ghost ships under Muria’s indication were all destroyed.
Anyway, the largest Ghost Ship was only more than three hundred meters long, and the small one was just tens of meters. Compared to the thousand-meter Iron Ghost Ships that Barbosa possessed that Muria had seen, these ships were too small to mention and were just right for testing the characteristics of the Ghost Ships.
Hence, the fifteen ghost ships were blown up, turning into floating wooden fragments on the black sea. However, different from ordinary wooden fragments, because the spell used by the Lich were too violent, the ghost ships didn’t have the chance to recover and were broken up directly.
Therefore, there were many Vengeful Spirits left on the deck of the wooden fragments floating on the sea, which looked quite shocking. Even though these Ghost Ships were destroyed, the debris was still slowly gathering, trying to reconstruct. Muria witnessed two broken wood planks merge together, and the wailing Vengeful Spirits bound on the wood decreased silently.
When these deck fragments appeared, Muria could feel the desire emanating from under his feet, including the five Ghost Ships beneath him. Without the need for the Lich to make a move, the Ghost Ships moved on their own towards the sea area where the fifteen ghost ships were destroyed.
Then a surprising scene happened, one cable after another fell onto the sea surface, like arms, grabbing the floating shipboard and sending them to the edge of the ship body, slowly merging into the ship. These five ghost ships officially began to devour the remnants of other ghost ships.
Standing at the highest point of the Ghost Ship, Muria opened his mental power and sensed that the ship beneath his feet was slowly expanding. Silently, two more cannon position emerged on the ship, and two Undead Magic Cannons appeared leisurely.
The height of the Ghost Ship was slowly rising, the number of cabin floors was increasing, the cabins were getting larger, and tormented wailing Vengeful Spirits gradually appeared on the originally sleek ship body and deck. They were the foundation symbols of a Ghost Ship. With enough Vengeful Spirits, a Ghost Ship could recover swiftly after being damaged and still maintain adequate firepower.
“Captain Sparrow, can’t you allow these ships to recover on their own without consuming them all?” At this moment, Gibbs came to Muria’s side, looking somewhat painfully at the broken decks below. These were all Ghost Ships, yet this lord easily blew them up without any hesitation, it hurt him to watch.
“Let my ships consume all of these? Don’t you think these ships are entirely unfit for me?” Muria felt the ship beneath him swelling, expanding from one hundred meters to one hundred and twenty, and the speed was gradually accelerating, “The ship under my feet needs to be reinforced.”
“Alright, Captain Sparrow, we’ll follow your will.” Seeing that Muria had made up his mind, Gibbs retreated in pain. He only had the right to suggest, not to interfere.
“Ghost Ships are really interesting! They can even self-optimize.” Muria squinted his eyes as he just witnessed an intriguing scene. The Ghost Ship underneath him devoured a Magic Cannon, which was more advanced than all the ones on the ship according to its structure.
Then something interesting happened. Once this Magic Cannon was completely consumed by the Ghost Ship, all the cannons on the ship began to slowly change, synchronizing improvements to match the devoured Magic Cannon.
This scene occurred all over the ship. The overall structure of the Ghost Ship was continuously improving through consumption. This was unimaginable for ordinary ships.
Five Ghost Ships, devouring the remains of their kin, took half a day to consume all of it. By then, the Ghost Ship, which was just a little over a hundred meters, was now more than four hundred meters. Its widest part was close to a hundred meters too. This ship had become a giant ship. However, probably due to the tech lag or time difference, there was no main cannon on it, which displeased Muria.
Being such a massive Ghost Ship, its highest firepower was only 1,080 Ghost Magic Cannons. The diameter of the cannon mouth could barely fit a person. This size, no matter how Muria looked at it, didn’t please him.
“Caliber is justice!” sighed Muria, feeling the need for such justice.
Apart from the flagship Muria was riding, the smallest of the other four ghost ships had also undergone a massive transformation, reaching a length of over two hundred meters, far different from before.
“Let’s go, to Blackstone Harbor.” Under Muria’s command, these five drastically changed ghost ships began to move. They didn’t need the assistance of liches to propel them.
Under the guidance of Gibbs, the part-time navigator, it took a full day for Muria to finally see the bustling Blackstone Harbor that Gibbs had described.
“Such a spectacular scene, well worth the time spent traveling here.” Gazing at the emerging harbor at the end of his sight, the corner of Muria’s lips that were hidden below his bone-textured faceguard curled up slightly.
Blackstone Harbor possesses a seemingly endless coastline. Every once in a while along the coast, a lighthouse towering a kilometer high stands, within which a green ghostfire is shining, guiding the ghost ships to dock.
“Captain Sparrow, this is Blackstone Harbor. There are at least 30,000 ghost ships docked here every day. At the most, there have been as many as 100,000 ghost ships. That was a grand spectacle that only occurred decades ago when Lord Barbosa issued a gathering order.
Lord Barbosa was selecting some ghost ships to accompany him to another continent for a campaign. Back then, it was truly spectacular with ghost ships covering all the sea, everywhere you looked, there were ships.”
“A very impressive place indeed!” Looking at the grand sight before him, Muria couldn’t help nodding in approval. Those constantly entering and exiting ghost ships did look impressive. His 400-meter giant ship was inconspicuous among them.
What would it be like if he shattered all these ghost ships and let the one under his feet devour them? An idea couldn’t help but emerge in Muria’s mind. Out of curiosity, he wondered how far this ship could evolve. This was a desire for knowledge and curiosity that he, as a (half-baked) mage, should have.
“It seems this idea of mine could be realized.” Muria looked back at the many liches standing behind him. If Barbosa didn’t take action, the five Great Liches he had tamed, along with the other forty-three Soul Intent Level liches, could totally sweep through Blackstone Harbor. The only question was, how long would it take?
“Let’s go, pierce into the harbor and take a look.” When he got closer to a certain distance, Muria felt a kind of attraction from one of the lighthouses where the ghostfire was burning, guiding the ghost ships to dock at the shore.
“Honorable Captain, according to the number of your ships and the area they occupy, you need to pay a docking fee of 3,600 wraith coins.”
Before Muria could even set foot on land, a vengeful spirits-made fat man dressed like a tax official arrogantly came up to his cabin deck, jotting something down in a handbook that resembled a piece of parchment, then tore it off and handed it to Muria.
“You’re asking me for money?” Under his faceguard, Muria’s eyes squinted, golden thunder danced within them. Although he still didn’t quite understand what a wraith coin was or its purchasing power, it didn’t prevent him from knowing that it was a kind of currency. And now, a thing that he could crush with a single breath was asking him for money!