Chapter 2220 "The Boat of the Underworld" Nagfa

Chapter 172 Flying Wing Night Shadow

Fu Xing Yeying grinned, took the Hull cake sent by the Winter Witch, looked at it carefully, confirmed that it was not a fake, put it in her arms, and asked Joan, Clark, Gaina, Hilde and Sharon beckoned for them to board the boat.

The space inside Nagfa, the "boat of the underworld", is much larger than it looks from the outside. Four people and one wolf gather at the bow of the boat. Try not to get close to the night shadows at the stern, so as not to be accidentally touched by the other party. Bundle.

"Everyone, please sit still and let's sail!"

Fuxing Yeying sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, without a pole or oar in his hand, just whistled, and Nagfa left the pier automatically, sailing slowly on the water.

At first, Joan thought that there was some kind of automatic navigation magic on the ship, but after analyzing the spell casting, he couldn't find a spell configuration with such a function, so he couldn't help wondering.

Of course he didn't want to get close to Fu Xing Ye Ying, but his curiosity overwhelmed his sense of fear. After all, he couldn't help but walked to the stern, biting the bullet and talking to this monster.

"Excuse me...can you tell me what power this ship uses to move forward?"

"Mr. Master, of course it depends on 'manpower'." Fuxing Yeying replied with a half-smile.

"Manpower?"

Joan didn't quite understand what he meant by that.

"You can see for yourself."

Fuxing Yeying pointed to the outside of the ship, and there was a hint of mystery in his smile.

Joan turned his head and looked out of the ship's side, only to see the waves on the water surface, and many pale figures could be seen faintly, swimming around the ship's side, sometimes disappearing at the bottom of the ship.

A figure suddenly popped up from below the water surface, revealing a bald head, followed by a wet and ferocious face!

Joan was taken aback, and after a closer look, it turned out to be an aquatic ghoul.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized what Fu Xing Yeying meant by "manpower" just now—it turned out that the ship was driven by a large group of water ghosts, and it was able to survive in the windless Nastrond in the "Valley of Dead Corpses". Fast and smooth sailing on the water.

Joan leaned on the side of the boat, thinking of the "blasphemy aura" radiating from Crouching Night Shadow's body.

The ferryman of the "boat of the underworld" must be good at some kind of spell to control undead creatures, coupled with the magical power of "blasphemy aura", he is able to control so many water ghosts to serve him at the same time, and work together to promote the direction of Nag before sailing.

"Mr. Master, is there anything else you want to ask me?" Fu Xing Yeying seemed to want to chat with someone to relieve boredom.

Joan thought for a while and asked: "You residents of the underworld seem to like Hull biscuits, but I can't identify any special magic power of this kind of biscuits. Can you tell me, Hull biscuits are good for you. What's the use?"

"Hehe...Mr. Master, Hull cake is not only a snack, but also the currency that we use in the underworld. Just like in the eyes of demons and devils, the soul of a mortal is both food and currency."

Fu Xing Yeying took out the Hull biscuit and took a look, then carefully put it away.

"Every piece of Hull cake has the imprint of the goddess of the underworld, and no one can forge it, which ensures the scarcity of this currency. In the market of the underworld, any commodity you can imagine can use this Little biscuits to buy."

"Mr. Mage, you just said that Hull cakes have no great magical effects. This is neither right nor wrong."

"It is true that this biscuit is so hard that it can't be broken with a knife. It really failed as a snack, but people believe that it has extremely high value and are willing to use it as a medium of exchange. This shows that He Seoul biscuits have an irreplaceable 'magic power'."

"That makes sense." Joan nodded thoughtfully, and then asked Fu Xing Yeying, "I have another question, how does the Hull cake taste? Is it delicious?"

Fu Xing Yeying's pitch-black face twitched suddenly, and he stroked his chin, looking hard to speak.

"Well... Mr. Mage, even a great goddess may not have good cooking skills! Sorry, I dare not comment on the taste of Hull cake, otherwise it would be blasphemy. The thunder fell and struck me, and you passengers will suffer with me."

Qiao An nodded understandingly.

Fuxing Yeying scratched his chin, and then revealed to him: "As far as I know, in the entire underworld, only Lord Garm likes to eat Hull cake, and only his good appetite can digest this extremely hard snack."

Joan remembered that "Garm" was the so-called "Hound of the Underworld", a pet and watchdog raised by Goddess Hull, and he couldn't help but have a strange idea.

"Hull cake... Could it be the dog food made by Goddess Hull for her pets from the beginning?"

Fuxing Yeying froze for a moment, rubbed his head and muttered to himself: "It's really possible! No wonder no one can swallow that thing except Lord Garm..."

Joan couldn't help laughing secretly. Fortunately, he had suppressed his curiosity just now and didn't try to take a bite of the Hull biscuit, otherwise, wouldn't he really have eaten a mouth full of dog food?

At this time, the "Yellow Spring Boat" had sailed to the central area of ​​Nastrond waters, and the speed of the ship slowed down inexplicably. of negative energy.

Joan noticed something strange and looked up. The black figure in the air was somewhat familiar. He had seen it before when he was scouting on the shore. It was the kind of flying monster mixed among the incorporeal undead.

At that time, the distance was too far to see clearly. It felt a bit like a black manta ray. At this moment, the two monsters broke away from the group and descended from a high altitude to an area close to the river. Joan was able to see their appearance clearly. More like a giant bat, with wings spread 80 feet wide!

This monster is like a crouching night shadow, exuding a cold "blasphemous aura" all over its body, its whole body is as black as ink, only its eyes are like scarlet cold stars in the middle of the night, looking at the people on board, there is a malicious gleam in their eyes.

Joan frowned, and activated "Advanced Internal Vision" to check the details of the two monsters in the sky.

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Reconnaissance target: Flying Wing Night Shadow × 2 (super-large undead creature, Night Shadow subspecies)

Life Level: 17

Attributes: Strength 31, Dexterity 20, Constitution -, Intelligence 16, Wisdom 20, Charisma 18

Special Abilities: Undead traits, telepathy, darkvision, immunity to cold, damage reduction 5 levels/silver and good, spell resistance, aura of profane 30 ft., photophobia (weakness); other (unspecified)

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At this time, Gaina and the others at the bow also noticed the monster approaching from the sky, and quickly added protective spells, and each showed their weapons and staffs, ready to fight.

The two night shadows with flying wings in the air hovered around Nagfar, with sharp smirks in their mouths, and at the same time threatened the passengers on the ship with telepathy, asking for two pieces of "Hull pie" - if they don't give them, they will all be dragged away. Get in the water, suck the blood dry, tear it to pieces!