Chapter 426 40. Elegy. Son of the Eternal Sea
What should a ghost ship look like?
Dilapidated, decayed, with sails full of holes, sailing alone on the sea road of their lives, the sailors who were unwilling to die sang lost songs in the mist, and regarded all the living who stepped into their territory as enemies , Kill everyone mercilessly, and smear their blood all over the cabin?
No, that would be too one-sided.
According to Tyrion, a ghost ship should look like this!
It has a thick deck protected by death energy, a group of brave and self-aware necromancer crew, a tough and tough captain, can use alchemy bombs at the same time, and cannons that can fire magic shells when necessary , the excellent concealment ability that can navigate both at sea and underwater, and most importantly...the ability to grow oneself.
Just like the King of the Seas now.
During the process of Dai Lin being recruited, the admiral made a special request to the Lord of Dark Blades. He bound his soul to his ship, so that the battle fortress on the sea could have A unique life of its own, a greedy life, a terrifying life, and a life that can continuously evolve.
Soul Eater!
It feeds on souls, the more souls it devours, the stronger the battleship will be, its bones will be stronger, its firepower will be stronger, and it can even be completely controlled at the cost of the souls imprisoned in the hull. a sea.
In the end, it will become the real master of the sea in the endless killing, just like Dai Lin, this sea will let it gallop.
But it comes at a price...
It is tightly tied to Dai Lin's soul, and once Dai Lin falls to a truly eternal death, this ship will immediately usher in its own doom.
"Aw!"
The gigantic ferocious sea beast whose bloodline was inherited from N'Zoth, the demon with thousands of beards, suspended its ugly body above the surface of the sea. N'Zoth was unwilling to just give up his favorite soul, and as its messenger, this sea beast was also Fulfilling its mission.
It stood firmly in front of Dailin's revived fleet, its thick and ferocious tentacles swayed wildly in the sea, setting off huge waves, and beside it, with the purple magic patterns on its skin beating, the essence Sexual darkness stretched across the sea, and one terrifying Faceless One after another rushed out of the darkness, holding up their tentacles-like twisted arms, launching terrifying dark waves, trying to crush this fleet again.
On the other hand, Dai Lin stood on the bridge of the Sea King Power with a faceless face. Behind him and his ship, the revived ghost warship slowly turned its bow on the sea with floating ice floes and endless corpses, posing Offensive formation.
"Aren't we going to help him?"
The Grand Lich and His Majesty stood side by side on the ice floes on the coast. At his feet, the head of the sea witch Ms. Nazgal was thrown there. All the luster had been lost in those bewitching eyes, and her soul, Also imprisoned in the Soul Stone of the Grand Lich, she will be honored as a test subject to participate in the Grand Lich's next soul experiment.
Pray for her.
Facing the question of the Grand Lich, Tyrion shook his head and said calmly:
"This is his battle, you know him...he always has some untimely pride, I don't want to touch the anger of my weird subordinates on this first night...every one of you, don't Put my mind at ease."
"Maybe you should erase our sanity, leaving only the fighting instinct. Without wisdom, there will be no troubles, no resistance and resistance. Self-thinking is not a blessing to the dead. Thinking too much There will always be some ideas that shouldn't be born."
The Grand Lich suggested meaningfully:
"If you really plan to do this, I can volunteer to be the first test subject, and recently, after reading Mr. Medivh's handbook, I also made some breakthroughs in my research on souls."
"Who will you become if your wisdom and emotions are erased?"
Tyrion let out a chuckle:
"Thoughts and feelings, regrets and pain, these are the foundations of a soul. Without these, your existence will be meaningless. Besides, I am a person who is afraid of being alone... Noisy is better, It's much stronger than dead silence, and for undead, the presence of emotion will make you stronger."
The Grand Lich also laughed:
"You are always so merciful, my lord."
"Charity is not a good word to describe a king...Since I am so merciful..."
Tyrion's voice became lighter:
"Will you be grateful for my kindness?"
The Grand Lich was silent for a moment, then set his eyes on the dark sea in front of him, and said in a low voice:
"Yes, of course we will be grateful."
"boom"
Something was thrown from behind, rolled like a ball, and collided with the head of the sea witch Nazgar. The strange blue blood was scattered all over the pale ice floe. Saurfang, who was wearing heavy armor, Walking up from the icy water step by step, he stretched his shoulders and stood behind Tyrion and Khadgar.
"This Naga is quite capable of fighting."
He stroked the heavy trident in his hand and said:
"And this trophy is not bad, you can hear the scream of the siren soul when you get close to it, I like it..."
Tyrion looked down at the white siren with wide-eyed eyes, and his eyes flicked:
"Well, Vashj...appeared at the wrong time and died in the wrong place, Saurfang, you have to be careful, it is said that Vashj is Azshara's favorite maid, you killed her, That Empress of the Deep Sea will not let you go too easily."
"boom"
The heavy trident carved with rough undead runes touched the surface of the ice floe, causing some cracks to appear in the solid ice block. Saurfang's eyes flashed a gleam, and he said softly:
"Then let her come."
Under the watchful eyes of the three high-ranking undead, on the distant sea, the battle between Dai Lin's death fleet and the people of the abyss also went to the end.
"volley!"
Dai Lin shouted loudly:
"Send these ugly guys to hell!"
"Boom boom boom boom"
The guns of the ghost battleships lined up in a row made a rattling and colliding sound. Under the cold and precise aim of the undead gunners, a round of shells wrapped in a dark red halo spewed out from the muzzle, flying in the air. With a perfect trajectory, it ruthlessly smashed on the heads of the surging faceless men. After the shell exploded, the overflowing cold death pierced their darkly blessed bodies like sharp arrows, making them The stinky blood was floating everywhere in the sea water.
And the Sea King Power with the strongest firepower, this battleship has become dark and deep in appearance, those artillery covered with seaweed barnacles seem to have a life of their own, under the control of Dai Lin's will, all the artillery He pointed his mouth at the howling sea beast in front of him.
"boom"
32 heavy cannons fired in salvo in an instant. What they spewed out were no longer scorching shells, but magical energy infused with ruthless vengeance. Those energy-wrapped shells could still hear the voices of the devoured Naga souls. The screams were like 32 sharp arrows of light, piercing the strong skin of the sea beast fiercely.
The tentacles dotted with purple spots waved fiercely amidst the sea beast's painful screams, and slammed down towards the King of the Seas frantically. Dai Lin swung the command saber in her hand, and the heavy and cold cold wind hit hard. On the tentacles that fell from the sky, the disgusting flesh and blood suckers were frozen, and the next moment, the admiral jumped up from the deck, and amidst a dark red light shining in the darkness, the three thick tentacles were slammed at the same time. Chopped.
The stronger the power he had in life, the more power he could get from death after death. For a fighter like Dai Lin, the moment he was recruited with his soul intact, he had already easily stepped into the In the ranks of the death lord, what he lacks now is a piece of dragon blood to activate the body.
A corrosive dark red halo wrapped around the wound of the broken tentacles of the sea beast, preventing the regeneration of flesh and blood. Dai Lin fell back to the deck. He stretched out his hand, and the first officer with blood-red eyes exuded respectfully handed over a heavy fish. Fork, the tip of the dark harpoon is full of barbed blades. Dai Lin's fingers stroked the tip of the harpoon, and a layer of beating death energy was wrapped around the harpoon.
There was a cold light in his eyes, and he jumped a few steps to the sculpture on the top of the King Power. In the hunting sea breeze, Dai Lin's gray hair fluttered, and the energy of the death lord gathered on the left side between the broken cloak swinging behind him. The next moment, the whistling harpoon came out of his hand, and like a whistling cannonball, it stabbed at the sea beast whimpering in pain.
"puff"
The harpoon pierced the sea beast's brain, then the second, and the third. Amid the earth-shattering roars, the sea beast, which had been hit hard again and again, finally felt afraid. It turned around and ran, diving towards the warm abyss at high speed. And the chain on the back of the harpoon was tightly tightened at this moment, and the huge force pulled the entire Sea King to float on the sea surface endlessly.
"This sea will no longer protect you!"
Dai Lin moved her neck. Amidst his grinning grin, the Sea Kingship made a loud noise, and the whole huge sea fortress slowly sank into the sea amidst the cheers of the undead sailors, but it did not sink, but Take the initiative to enter the icy sea water.
It will continue to hunt its prey in the dark sea until it sheds its last drop of blood, which is the gift of death.
"You guys, shouldn't have entered the darkness so recklessly..."
"Your souls belong to me."
At the moment Dailin sank into the water, a muffled whisper sounded below the surface of the sea, followed by a dark wave that disturbed thoughts. The archlich frowned. Beside him, Terry Ang shook his head, pulled out the apocalypse behind his back, and rushed into the deep sea water like a dark lightning.
The moment he entered the sea, the Grand Lich could vaguely see the mysterious figure of Vagri Agatha also appearing in the sea.
A moment later, a dull cry of pain sounded from the bottom of the sea. At the same time, the darkness covering the entire sea suddenly dissipated at this moment. Tyrion's figure quickly returned to the ice floe. He swung his sword blade, On the moon-shaped blade, there was a touch of purple blood that made people have to pay attention.
"Keep it safe, the blood of the ancient gods, it's very precious."
Tyrion frozen the drop of blood and handed it to the Arch Lich. He looked at the sea where the stars reappeared, and said softly:
"The weakest must have the consciousness of the weakest... Conspiracies and tricks can't change the real balance of power. This time, maybe N'Zoth can learn to behave..."
"It is said that the ancient gods are sealed in their own cages, but you can hurt his body...Could it be that they escaped?"
The Grand Lich asked with great interest, and Tyrion shrugged:
"Titans have left big troubles for this world. The ancient gods and the world are only tightly integrated. It's hard to say what their current status is, but it will be a matter of time before they get out of trouble one by one. We can't kill them yet. Unless this world grows to a stronger stage, but how to put it, this is a disappointing topic, because...the method of communicating with the core of this world is not in our hands."
"Then are they enemies? Or?"
The Grand Lich asked again, and this time Tyrion answered much more simply:
"Of course, these ancient god creations and their believers, kill every one they see, don't be soft."
"crash"
While the two were talking, the King Power of the Sea, which had sunk into the sea, squeezed out of the sea again and appeared on the surface of the sea. At the front of the battleship, on the mast pointing obliquely to the sky, hung the blood-dried head. The shriveled body of the sea beast, its tentacles hang weakly like the deep sea, but this time, its owner has no way to save it.
And Dai Lin stood on the deck, before his eyes, knelt and shivered Lord Stormsong, whose master had also abandoned him.
The cold command knife rested on Lord Stormsong's twisted flesh and blood. Dai Lin didn't need this traitor to confess. He looked at him coldly and said in a deep voice:
"The bloodline of Stormsong's original glory is extinct... it starts with you! As for your master, I will look for it!"
"puff"
Between the flipping of the wrists, the distorted head fell weakly on the deck amidst the spray of stinky blood. Lord Stormsong's soul seemed to still retain a human body. Amid the greedy whimpers of the Sea Throne, this twisted His soul was pulled by invisible hands, and he was pulled into the deep cabin with a face full of horror.
What followed was the unbearable chewing sound.
"So, my admiral, has the inner anger dissipated?"
Tyrion's voice sounded behind Dai Lin, the admiral shook his head, stretched out his hand to adjust his captain's cap, his blue eyes looked at the calm sea, and after a while, he said:
"Not yet, not far... I'm going to meet Queen Azshara, "visit" her underwater empire, and ask her what she thinks about my death in battle, and the sea The Majesty is hungry...did you hear that? It was very hungry..."
"how long it takes?"
"One or two months."
Dai Lin looked back at Tyrion. There was not much emotion in his eyes. He stretched out his hand, took off the silver anchor pendant hanging around his neck, and handed it to Tyrion:
"Give it to my daughter or son for me...and tell them I'm dead and never come to me."
Tyrion took the silver anchor pendant, and he put it in front of his eyes. There was a mysterious light shining on this small pendant. At first glance, it was nothing ordinary. The Dark Blade King put it away. , he said to the indifferent admiral:
"There is a ghost fleet I have prepared for you off the coast of Stranglethorn Vale. I call it...the Crimson Sword."
"What kind of broken name is this?!"
Dai Lin cursed, then waved her hand impatiently:
"Leave if you have nothing to do, I'm going to do my thing."
"It's yours anyway."
Tyrion shrugged, and while the portal opened by the archlich was shining, he turned his head and looked at Dai Lin, who was facing away from him, and said softly:
"If you can't find Naga, you can go to the sea off Tol Barad to have a look. I heard that the underwater city called Vashj'ir is very beautiful... After you destroy it, don't forget to give I'll bring some souvenirs."
"Also, Dai Lin, welcome to Dark Blade."
A moment later, under the icy moonlit night, the fleet sailing on the dark sea, amidst the desolate singing of the sailors, slowly disappeared in the tumbling sea water, leaving only splashes, but disappeared.