Chapter 689 Are You Asking Me for Money?

() "Is it the evolution of the ghost ship?" Morea stood on the top deck and looked down. Under the condition of a lich's attack, Captain Dale's ghost fleet did not last for half an hour. All of them were blown up, and their soul fire was also swallowed up by those undead monsters, and those ghost ships were also blown up by Morea's signal.

Anyway, the largest ghost ship is only more than 300 meters long, and the small one is only a few tens of meters. Compared with the one owned by Barbossa that Morea had seen, those steel ghost ships were thousands of meters long. Too small, not worth mentioning at all, just to test what kind of characteristics the ghost ship has.

Therefore, the fifteen ghost ships were all blown up and turned into pieces of wooden boards floating on the black sea, but different from ordinary wooden board fragments, because the spells cast by the shot lich were too violent, so the ghost ships simply There was no chance of recovery, and it was directly blown up.

Therefore, there are many resentful spirits left on these wooden decks suspended on the sea, which looks a little cautious. And even if these ghost ships were blown up, the fragments were still slowly gathering, trying to recover. Morea witnessed two broken wooden boards merge together, and the wailing spirits bound on the wooden boards were silently A few heads were missing in between.

And when these deck fragments appeared, Morea could feel the eagerness from his side, including the five ghost ships under his feet, without the need for the lich to do anything, these ghost ships moved on their own, come Arrived at the sea area where fifteen ghost ships were blown up.

Then a surprising scene appeared, one cable after another hanging down the sea, like arms, grabbing the board suspended on the sea, sending it to the edge of the hull, and slowly integrating into the hull, the five ghost ships began to officially swallow. The rest of the wreckage of the ghost ship.

Standing on the highest point of the ghost ship, Morea opened up his spiritual power. He could feel that the ship under his feet was slowly expanding. In silence, the number of gun positions on the ship increased by two, and two undead gates were added. The magic gun slowly appeared.

The height of the ghost ship is slowly increasing, the number of cabin floors is increasing, and the cabins are also becoming larger and larger. On the originally smooth hull and deck, one after another twisted and struggling wailing spirits gradually appeared. They are a ghost ship. The heritage symbol. With enough resentful spirits, the ghost ship can quickly recover from trauma and has unlimited firepower.

"Captain Sparrow, you can let these ships recover by themselves, don't you need to swallow them?" At this time, Gibbs came to Morea and looked at the broken decks below with some distress. Ghost ship, but he was blown up by this big guy without saying a word. He felt distressed when he looked at it.

"Don't let my ship swallow these minions? Don't you think these ships are not worthy of me at all?" Morea felt that the ship under his feet was expanding, from 100 meters to 120 meters. And this speed is gradually increasing, "This ship under my feet needs to be strengthened."

"All right,

Captain Sparrow, follow your will. "Seeing that Morea has made a decision, Gibbs withdrew with some heartache. Now he only has the right to suggest, not to interfere.

"The ghost ship is really interesting! It can still optimize itself." Murion squinted his eyes. He just felt a rather interesting scene. The ghost ship at his feet had just swallowed a magic cannon. This door According to its structure, the magic cannon is more advanced than all the magic cannons on the ship.

Then an interesting scene happened. When the magic gun was swallowed by your ghost ship, all the magic guns on the ship began to slowly change, optimize synchronously, and become the magic gun.

Such scenes happened everywhere on the ship. The overall structure of the ghost ship was constantly being swallowed and optimized. This was an unimaginable scene for ordinary ships.

The five ghost ships devoured the wreckage of their own kind, and it took a full day for them to completely swallow them up. At this time, the ghost ship, which was originally only a hundred meters in height, is now more than 400 meters long, and the widest part also has Nearly 100 meters, the ship has become a giant ship, but it seems that due to the gap of the times or technology, there is no real main gun on it, which makes Moreya unpleasant.

As such a huge ghost ship with a maximum firepower of 1,080 ghost magic guns, the diameter of its muzzle can barely fit one person. Such a caliber makes Morea look at it. dislike; despise.

"The caliber is justice!" Morea lamented, and Morea felt that she needed justice.

In addition to the main ship that Morea was on, the remaining four ghost ships, the smallest one, had a length of more than 2 to 200 meters, and the essence had undergone tremendous changes, which were very different from before.

"Go, continue to Blackstone Port" Under the command of Morea, the five ghost ships that had undergone earth-shaking changes continued to move forward. Rhea only saw the bustling Black Rock port in Gibbs' mouth.

"It's a spectacular scene, it didn't let me waste so long." Looking at the port that appeared at the end of the field of vision, the corners of Morea's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Blackstone Port has a coastline that can’t be seen at a glance. At intervals along the coast, a kilometer-high lighthouse is erected. The green ghost fire is shining, guiding the ghost ship to dock.

"Captain Sparrow, this is Blackrock Port. There are at least 30,000 ghost ships docked here every day, and at most, there are 100,000 ghost ships parked here. It was ordered by Lord Barbossa decades ago. It was a big scene when the summons came.

Lord Barbossa has to pick some ghost ships and follow him to another continent to fight. It was really spectacular at that time. Ghost ships covered all the sea. No matter which direction you looked, there were ships everywhere. "

"Very nice place!" Looking at the magnificent scene in front of him, Morea couldn't help nodding and sighing, these ghost ships that kept coming in and out looked good. The 400-meter giant ship under his feet was inconspicuous.

If these ghost ship parts are smashed and the ghost ship under his feet is devoured, how will the ship grow? Morea couldn't help but have an idea in his mind. He was a little curious. This is the thirst for knowledge and curiosity that a (half-handed) mage should have.

"This kind of idea of ​​mine seems to be possible." Morea looked back at the many liches standing behind him. If Barbossa didn't take action, the five big liches he subdued would join forces with another 40. Three soul-intelligence-level lich, can sweep the Blackstone port completely, all you need to think about is how long it will take?

"Let's go, let's take a look at the port." After approaching a certain distance, Morea felt a kind of traction faintly emitting from one of the lighthouses burning with ghosts, guiding the ghost ship to the shore.

"Dear Captain, according to the number of your ships and the size of the area you occupy, you need to pay the berthing fee of 3,600 Wraith Coins."

Before Morea had landed, a grumpy fat man dressed as a tax collector came to his cabin plywood arrogantly, wrote a note on a parchment-like handbook, tore it off, and handed it to Mu Ruiya. Rhea years ago.

"You asked me for money?" Under the visor, Murray's eyes narrowed, and the Golden Thunder jumped in it, although he still hasn't figured out what the Wraith Coin is and what its purchasing power is. Like, but it didn't prevent him from knowing that it was a kind of money, and now, a thing that he could crush to death with his breath asked him for money!