Chapter 688 Annihilation

"What's going on with this guy? Who is David Martin?" Morea ignored the voice of the soul and looked at Gibbs aside.

"David Martin was my last captain's mortal enemy. He and the opposite captain, Dale Howerson, forged a feud a long time ago. They both disliked each other and wanted to annex each other."

Looking at the fifteen ghost ships surrounded, Gibbs replied in a panic, he felt that he was done for today. When he was at his worst, he actually encountered his previous boss enemy. All the captains were dead, and he was the only one left. Once caught, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"So these guys are looking for trouble." Morea asked the obvious question.

"Yes...Yes, Captain Howison has long wanted to annex our ghost ship, and now he will never let such a good opportunity pass." Gibbs looked at the water around him worriedly, he was considering whether to jump Escape from the sea, the sea water in the sea of ​​ghosts is extremely special. If you dive to a certain depth, you cannot use your mental power to explore, so jumping into the sea is a good way to escape.

However, this method is very dangerous, because there are many monsters in the sea of ​​ghosts, they will not attack the passing ships, but they will not be polite to the things that fall from the ships.

"David Martin, don't come out obediently. Your fleet has been beaten like this. Hurry up and let me come out and see what you are like now?" The gigantic battleship assembled from the skeletons approached the ghost ship where Morea was located. At the front of the ghost ship, a ghost captain nearly thirty meters tall roared excitedly.

"David, do you think you can hide? Come out quickly and surrender to me obediently! For the sake of knowing each other for many years, I can spare your life."

"Captain Dale Howerson, Captain Martin is dead," Gibbs replied timidly beside Morea, he saw that the ghost ship on the opposite side had aimed their muzzles at them, naked eyes. Visible dead aura converges on those muzzles, and has already begun to charge.

"Dead?" Dale Howerson was silent, then looked at Gibbs next to Wilson. "What's going on?"

"us……"

"Gibbs, did I let you speak?" Morea suddenly interrupted the answer of the third officer Gibbs, "Find out, whose subordinate are you now!"

"Hold... I'm sorry, Captain Sparrow." Seeing that Morea was so strong in the face of fifteen ghost ships, Gibbs breathed a sigh of relief, stepped aside, and bowed to Morea to apologize.

"Who are you?" Dale Howerson asked in a bad tone.

"This is Captain Jack Sparrow who takes over from our Captain Martin.

"Seeing that Morea didn't mean to speak, Gibbs took the initiative to introduce that this was his duty as a younger brother.

"The new captain, Jack Sparrow?" Dale Howerson looked at Murray for a while. He only felt the faint depressing aura emanating from the skeleton armor on Murray's body, but he didn't feel Murray. The strength of Asia itself.

"Very well, Captain Sparrow, I will give you a chance, and now lead your subordinates to surrender to me, and I can give you a crew quota."

"Gibbs, let him get out of the way, or prepare to lead to death!" Morea ignored the ghost captain on the opposite side and turned around to leave, but it was just a ghost who barely broke through the soul level. , and talking to him, Morea felt like a drop in price.

"This..." Gibbs was a little stunned, but when he saw the undead in gray robes following Morea, there was no movement. He thought that one of them could drive five ghost ships. Sailing, so do the rest of the undead have the same power? Thinking this way, Gibbs also has some confidence.

"Captain Dale, our Captain Sparrow asked you to move out of the way." Gibbs, like a human, pretended to take a deep breath to relieve his tension, and shouted.

"Where is this guy who doesn't know how to live or die, there are only five ships, how dare you be so crazy?" Seeing Morea turning around without looking back, as if he was about to enter the cabin, Dale felt annoyed, "Give me Aim at that guy, fire, and let him taste our power."

boom--

boom--

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Following Captain Dale's order, the fifteen ghost ships turned their ghostly magic-guided cannons, aimed at Morea, and fired long-charged cannonballs.

"Weak and powerless attack!" Morea didn't even stand up, and the solid cannonballs condensed with death energy all stopped within a meter of his body, and he couldn't advance an inch.

"How is that possible?" Captain Dale looked at the unbelievable scene in front of him. All the shells stopped one meter in front of Captain Sparrow. Such an amazing scene immediately made him panic.

"Retreat, immediately retreat." Captain Dale, who knew that he had kicked the iron plate, immediately ordered to prepare to escape. In the sea of ​​ghosts, it is normal for the strong to devour the weak, and when measuring the strength of both sides, in addition to the ship, it is the captain of the ghost ship himself. have the strength.

"Let's show you what real power is!" Morea did not use her own power, but just used her mental power to guide the death energy in her armor, and then poured it into the special shells in front of her that could contain death energy. , and then the powerful mental force made these cannonballs spin, and then returned with terrifying kinetic energy.

Hundreds of cannonballs, with the strong dead aura that Morea poured into them, drew air marks visible to the naked eye, and slammed directly on the ghost ship that launched them.

The sound of steel being twisted and wood being smashed came. Fifteen ghost ships were instantly smashed into sieves, and many places were transparent from front to back, but this was fatal damage to ordinary ships, and fundamental to ghost ships. It's nothing.

It can be seen that the damaged parts of these ghost ships are wriggling as if they are alive, and the grievous spirits wailing and roaring around are swallowed into them, and the gaps begin to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Give you half an hour to get rid of them." Morea, who made one shot, stopped and continued to walk to the captain's room of the ghost ship, but he gave the order to the lich in a flat tone.

"Master, half a quarter of an hour is too much time, only half of it is enough." A lich grinned strangely, the top of its body suddenly turned pitch black, and gloomy and dead aura emanated from him. Then it turned into a strange skeletal bird with a quack cry and a wingspan of more than ten meters, forming an overwhelming dark cloud, rushing towards the fleeing undead fleet.

Seeing that a lich shot, the rest of the lich stopped immediately. It was just a small undead captain. It was very good to be able to motivate the lich to take action in person. Raised him.

Gibbs stared blankly at the scene in front of him. The ghost fleet led by Captain Dale, who was well-known in the sea of ​​​​the dead, was even more powerful than the Martin fleet in its heyday, but such a fleet was in After the cannon roared for a few breaths, there was no sound, except for the instinctive wailing of the ghosts from their ghost ship.