"Do you still remember what your enemies looked like?"
Roy looked down at Cassandra. "Although I need to help you complete your revenge in the demon contract, since you've transformed into a lich because of my blood, I think you should be willing to kill those who persecuted you with your own hands, right?"
"Yes, Master!" When Cassandra heard this, she clenched her skeletal hand tightly and said happily, "I want to kill all the pirates on that pirate ship with my own hands. I also want to tie the bishop of the church who burned my mother to a cross and let him have a taste of being devoured by flames! As for my father in name, I won't let him die so easily! "
Cassandra did not mention the slave ship because the pirates had killed all the people on the slave ship. Even if she wanted to take revenge on them, she would not have the chance.
Therefore, Roy understood the targets of Cassandra's revenge in the demon contract: her inhumane father, the church in her hometown that was as cold as a viper, and the cruel pirates.
Among these three targets, the first two were relatively simple. After all, they were on land and would not fly away. But the pirates might be more troublesome because they floated on the sea and were difficult to find.
Most importantly, Cassandra did not know what the pirates were called because she had encountered them when the slave ship was being looted, and she had not been able to see what their pirate flag looked like. The only clue about these pirates might be the pirate whose ear she had bitten off!
But it doesn't matter. I can always find them …
Looking at Cassandra's tattered clothes wrapping around her thin skeleton body, Roy thought for a while and said, "Wait a minute. I'll get you some clothes. You really don't look like a lich …"
Cassandra did not object and nodded, allowing Roy to arrange it. Roy opened a blank page in the system interface and began drawing.
What he drew was the lich robe of Kel 'Thuzad in his memories because this image was too classic. Roy felt that only the petal-like robe could be considered a true lich's attire!
It did not take him too much time to draw it, and it did not cost him many souls to exchange for it because he did not make any special settings for the material of this robe, and there were no enchantments such as magic power amplification. It was just ordinary cloth, so he did not even need to use a single soul to exchange for it.
It had to be said that after wearing this lich robe, Cassandra looked much more presentable. The entire robe was dark blue, representing the power of darkness and frost. The petal-like skirt fluttered slightly as Cassandra floated. The towering shoulder pads and the wide collar behind her head wrapped around her skull and chest, leaving only the ribs in the middle of her abdomen exposed.
In her empty eye sockets, the flames of death were full of hatred. Cassandra's current appearance could make any living person shudder when they saw her.
The only pity was that this lich, Cassandra, was different from the mages and warlocks who had transformed through evil rituals. She did not have too much magic power because all her power came from Roy's demon blood. Although she could use the power of darkness and frost, her magic power was at most one hundred, which was not even one-tenth of Roy's!
This bit of magic power might be enough to deal with ordinary people, but judging from Roy's perception of the repulsive force of this world, this place could almost be regarded as a medium magic world. Recalling that Cassandra had mentioned that the church was killing witches, Roy guessed that there might be creatures with extraordinary power, and they might not be weak.
Therefore, Roy wondered if Cassandra had the possibility of evolving, so he took out a soul from the system space and handed it to Cassandra. "Try it and see if you can absorb it!"
However, facts proved that Roy was wrong. Not all creatures could increase their magic power by absorbing souls, at least not undead creatures like liches!
Cassandra no longer had a soul. Although she could see the existence of souls in her undead state, she could not absorb them, so Roy could only regretfully take them back.
However, just as Roy was feeling a little regretful, Cassandra suddenly said, "Master, I can feel … hunger!"
"Hunger?" Roy asked curiously. "Then what do you want to eat?"
"I don't quite understand …" Cassandra said blankly. "I just instinctively feel that you and that hellhound have something that I desire …"
"Both Fat Tiger and I have it?" Roy swung his tail and thought for a moment. He knew that Cassandra was definitely not referring to souls or magic power, so he suddenly thought of something and asked tentatively, "You mean life force?"
The flames of death in Cassandra's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this word. She nodded. "Maybe!"
Hearing what she said, Roy felt that it was normal. Indeed, if there was something undead desired the most, it might really be life force. It had to be known that life force was a special power that only living creatures had.
"Very good. In the process of your revenge, the life force of your enemies will belong to you, and their souls will belong to me! Understand? "Roy said.
"As you wish, Master!" Cassandra said respectfully.
Just as Roy was about to let Cassandra rest, adapt to her body and magic power, and wait for the storm to pass, a strange sound suddenly came into the floating island space.
Knock … Knock … Knock!
It was as though something was knocking on the sealed ice walls. Fat Tiger immediately woke up and raised his head in the direction of the sound, letting out a threatening growl.
On the sea outside, a bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky. Under the light of the lightning, Roy saw a blurry figure reflected on the ice wall.
"Strange. There's actually someone in such a stormy weather?" Roy also found it very strange. He thought that a victim at sea had coincidentally encountered the ice floating island he had created, so he raised his hand and controlled the ice wall to melt, revealing a hole.
After the hole appeared, the wind and rain outside immediately blew in. However, the figure standing at the entrance did not struggle to climb in like a victim.
He … had walked in with large strides!
In the darkness, Roy saw the figure's appearance at a glance. Then he realized that it was actually a monster!
This monster had a humanoid body, but his head was that of a flatfish. His body was covered in all kinds of barnacles, starfish, and other things, as though he was suffering from diarrhea, giving people a disgusting feeling.
This flatfish monster was holding a rusty chain in his hand. The chain dragged on the ground, leaving water stains all over it. After entering, he immediately roared in a threatening tone, "Are you the ones who used black witchcraft to steal that soul?"
Due to the light, he did not seem to be able to see the situation inside clearly. He only vaguely saw two figures and spoke directly.
Roy's heart stirred. He flashed over and arrived in front of the flatfish monster. He stretched out his demon claws, grabbed the monster's head, lifted it up, and twisted it in front of him. Roy smiled sinisterly at him. "Were you shouting at me just now?!"
Crack. Another bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky. The flatfish monster finally saw Roy's appearance clearly. He immediately trembled in fear and said incoherently, "Evil … demon?! How can it be a demon?! "
"Who are you?" Roy asked him. "Who sent you? Why do you know that a soul has disappeared? Answer me properly. Otherwise, don't blame me for accidentally crushing your head! "
"Don't! Please don't! I'll talk! I'll talk! " The flatfish monster was frightened and did not dare to struggle. He hurriedly explained, "It's … Captain Davy Jones sent me to take a look! He … Although he no longer guides the souls of the dead at sea, he can sense them as long as they appear. And … and not long ago, Captain Davy Jones sensed that a soul that should have remained in the sea had inexplicably disappeared, so … so he sent me to take a look … "
"Davy Jones?! The Flying Dutchman? "Roy was surprised.
"Yes, it's him!" The flatfish monster heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Roy, a demon, knew his captain's name.
It's actually the Pirates of the Caribbean world? But after thinking about it, Roy did not find it too strange. Witches, pirates, slave ships, these were the words that Cassandra had mentioned before, and Roy should have thought of them long ago …
However, Cassandra's revenge had yet to begin, so why did Davy Jones come looking for her first?
"Can Davy Jones sense all the souls that perish at sea?" Roy asked the flatfish monster.
"Yes … yes!" The flatfish monster nodded.
"Then go back and tell Davy Jones that the disappeared soul belongs to me! Tell him not to think about it anymore! "With that, Roy swung his hand and threw the flatfish monster away.
Roy knew that the so-called disappeared soul referred to Cassandra's soul. Davy Jones probably did not expect that Cassandra's soul would fall into the Abyss while staying in the sea.
Although he knew that this was the Pirates of the Caribbean world, Roy knew very well that he did not need to interact with the people in these worlds. Although Davy Jones had reached a contract with Calypso, the goddess of the sea, to help her guide the souls of the dead in the sea to the Netherworld, judging from the state of this flatfish monster, Davy Jones had already stopped this work. He and his subordinates had been cursed.
Since he had already suspended his work, he could not care less about Roy.
This was the reason why Roy asked the flatfish monster to bring a message back …
After being thrown away by Roy, the flatfish monster ignored the pain and crawled out of the melted hole before turning over and diving into the sea.
He regretted being sent to carry out this investigation mission. He originally thought that some daring guy would risk offending Captain Davy Jones and forcefully use black witchcraft to intercept the soul that should have belonged to Captain Davy Jones. But when he found out that this daring guy was actually a demon, he was so scared that he peed his pants …
He had to hurry back and report this situation to Davy Jones. A demon had been summoned to the human world. This was a huge matter …
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