Sky Eagle Emperor, at the border of Norton Province. A huge black shadow suddenly appeared on the empty sea, exuding an extremely strange atmosphere in this quiet sea.
The huge black shadow maintains the shape of the ship on the overall outline. If you look closely, this black shadow is a black giant with a length of nearly a kilometer. Whether it is a ship, a boat, or a hanging pole The black flag, this big and scary black shadow can be seen in the mast rising into the sky in the center, it is indeed a real ship.
And there happens to be one like this in the ghost city belonging to pirates in the center of the golden sea.
Belongs to the current Pirate King of the West Sea
The ship of the "Ghost Earl", known as
"Ghost Ship"
"Black Emperor". These are four items held by the Pirate Alliance headed by the Four Seas Council.
It is an "artifact" that has been inherited by all the pirate kings of the West Sea. At the same time, this ship is also known as the most powerful magic ship in the four seas.
Its appearance is a one-to-one replica of Roland, the pirate emperor of the Fourth Age.
"Emperor, the shell of the internally driven magic energy reactor is made of meteorite iron produced from the void. This special mineral can continuously absorb shadow energy from the void, and with the
The hull of the "Black Emperor" made of special materials can perfectly absorb the power of this shadow. The Black Emperor can be said to be the only magic ship that does not require magic stones as power source.
This special design makes the ship completely self-sufficient and can travel at high speeds without relying on any external energy conditions.
And its most critical magic energy reactor core, also known as the Eden in ancient times, is the only one whose origin is not
The Eden of "Pit No. 13", this one does not belong to
The Eden of "Pit No. 13" was first discovered by a certain legendary level mystic from the Mystic Empire after diving into the abyss while pursuing the will of the sage.
There are rumors that this special Stone of Eden later fell into the hands of one of the seven bishops of the Fallen Sect due to various accidents.
As for how this special Stone of Eden was made into a magic energy reactor core, and how it was loaded onto the Shadow Emperor.
I am afraid that the answer to this question can only be found from the founder and initiator of the Four Seas Council, Mr. Qinglong, the pirate king of the East China Sea, and the late Jon, the first pirate king of the West Sea...
"Have we arrived at Norton?" The Ghost Earl stood on the deck of the ghost ship, squinting, holding a bag in his hand, squinting slightly, and slowly asked in a hoarse voice to a skull burning with blue fire next to him. .
"Uncle, we are very close." The skull creaked and made an extremely unpleasant sound.
"Don't make me wait too long, I seem to have felt His breath." The Ghost Earl raised his seriously droopy eyes, and there were dots of light in the deep pupils.
"Field also felt the smell of decay." The Ghost Earl glanced at the bag in his hand, and a rare smile appeared on his face that was as wrinkled as dry tree bark.
The firelight in the lantern flickered, seeming to be responding to the Ghost Earl's words. …
"Where is Jerlend Cypher now?" The Ghost Earl casually asked another question to the skull swaying with blue fire beside him.
"He is still staying in Albany, east of Skyhawk, to provide help to his guests."
"It seems that this fanatical believer still doesn't know the true situation of the one he believes in." The Ghost Earl lowered his head and stepped towards the front of the deck. He took a pine crutch and struck hard on the deck under his feet, which was lighter in color than the surroundings. a place,
"But this way, his ignorance can save us some unnecessary trouble."
"Although Jerend does not contain gods, the forbidden items he holds are too large. In terms of combat power, he is almost equivalent to half a divine saint. If he comes, I am afraid it will cause a lot of trouble."
"What about the squirming Mr. Marquis on the deck? Is he also what is called 'hemp' to the Count?"
"Probably..." The Ghost Earl stared at the slightly colored part at his feet, as if covered with a translucent mucus.
"Deck, the expression on his face has changed slightly.
"How many days has passed, has he grown again?"
"Is the life activity of alchemy that has reached the upper legendary level really so strong?"
"You need to know, Count, that the alchemical template built by every alchemist in the body and the alchemical creation he holds are not exactly the same. This... Mr. Marquis may have maintained such a strong vitality. A rather special case.”
"It burned several times, but it grew again. Judging from his performance in life, I'm afraid even Darwin Vaughn would be ashamed of himself." Ghost Earl frowned and said.
At this time, the deck that seemed to be covered with light-colored mucus suddenly turned into a weird dark green, and based on the light-colored deck that turned into dark green, countless smooth dark green tentacles began to drill out of it. And out.
Their target was not the ghost uncle who was the furthest away and had no extraordinary power fluctuations on his body. Instead, they were aiming straight towards the Black Emperor's column, towards the big sky, leaping at an extremely fast speed.
It,,, is that he wants to escape from here. However, there was only a flash of white light in the sky. The dark green and smooth tentacles suddenly stopped for a while as they left the deck and ran towards the sea. The tips of each tentacle began to become scorched, and then the entire tentacles were shortened. In just a few seconds, it turned into countless ashes.
It was as if an invisible flame burned these extremely weird tentacles instantly. Even the tentacle roots, those dark green sticks that occupied one deck and spread to the entire deck, gradually began to burn out, and then disappeared in large areas.
In just a few seconds, the countless tentacles that were flying around just now were reduced to a small piece of dark green slime stuck to the deck.
The mucus is very thick. If you look closely, you can see that the mucus is still moving slightly. The Ghost Count leaned on crutches and slightly swung the lantern in his hand.
As an incandescent light flashed through the pitch-black armor again, the small group of dark green mucus that clung to the deck suddenly exploded and turned into many smaller pieces of mucus. As soon as these pieces of mucus scattered on the deck, they began to It quickly dissipated, as if it had been wiped out by some special means, leaving no trace behind.
"Bo, is Mr. Lane dead now?" the blue-fired skull asked.
"Maybe..." Ghost Earl responded slowly and leisurely,
"With the source cut off, he will most likely not continue to grow tentacles one after another."
"That's okay." The ghost count's wrinkled hand gently stroked the shaking hand. His movements were kind and gentle, as if comforting a child who woke up from his sleep.
Unexpectedly, the Ghost Earl suddenly stopped this gentle movement. As if he sensed something, he raised his head and looked at the sea in the northeast, and his small and deep eyes gradually began to narrow into a thin line.
That's exactly where the Pato Islands are...or rather, where Geffen Island is.
"...Is it an illusion?" I like the despicable savior
