The wrecked ship sailed at sea for seven days and seven nights.
Although the hull creaked at all times, and seawater constantly seeped into the cabin, this sinking ship should not have sunk at all.
This ship should have sunk a long time ago, but it just wouldn't. Furthermore, under the control of the drunk captain, the ship remained stable throughout the entire journey.
During this period …
Congreve Newton had been staying in a sealed cabin all this time. He was writing a manuscript that represented the best steam technology in the Holy City. He did not ask about the situation of the voyage.
Han Dong spent most of his time immersed in Cogitation, studying A Brief History of the Void.
He also asked the captain many times about the situation, but the captain's response was only: "We should be arriving soon."
On the morning of the eighth day.
Han Dong, who woke up from his dream, had a strange feeling.
His perception of the deep sea had greatly weakened, but his group was clearly sailing in the ocean … This indirectly meant that he had left the waters controlled by the deep sea.
He quickly walked to the deck.
The surrounding waters were already covered by a thick white fog.
The skull candles that the residents of the Nameless City had thrown out had already floated to the front of the ship, acting as a kind of "navigator."
After a while, Han Dong smelled an extremely familiar scent. It was too familiar! In the past, he could smell the scent the moment he stepped into the manor … It was the scent of Ghouls.
However, the scent here was even stronger. Just smelling it made him feel like he had stepped into a mausoleum.
"Have we finally arrived?"
In the fog …
A port lit by candles slowly appeared.
At the end of the port and on the shore stood a large number of ghouls. They weren't here to welcome foreign ships, but for other purposes.
In their hands were props that resembled fishing poles. Their eyes were almost popping out of their sockets as they stared at the murloc skulls that were gradually approaching.
Once they came close, they would immediately be fished ashore.
At one point, it even caused an intense scramble, with some people even fighting.
"This is?"
Sally gave a simple explanation.
"Entry fee … This group of Corpse Cultists under M.O. can create Living Dead by using the skulls of the dead and the corpse oil candles refined from the dead's flesh.
The Living Dead that were of lower quality, suffered from diseases, and had incomplete functions would be treated as food or simply thrown away.
Living dead of average quality could be used as laborers or slaves.
The better quality Living Dead can be sold to the trading market or even offered to M.O. in exchange for a large amount of rewards or favors. "
As she spoke, Sally pointed to the side of the harbor.
One of the ghouls was fishing for skulls.
Beside him was a living dead (Deep One). Its exposed brain was embedded with gears and even a few large screws.
Similar to Frankenstein.
"In other words, anything related to corpses can be used as' currency 'here?"
"That's right, the main thing is still 'skulls' … I happen to have the skulls of the enemies I've killed in my body. It's more than enough for this trip."
"That's good."
When the ship docked at the dock.
Clang! Clang!
A ghoul three times the size of a normal ghoul with heavy anklets suddenly jumped onto the deck, almost crushing the damaged ship.
Green, gummy skin.
Most of the hard and huge bones protruded outwards, even covering the surface as armor.
[Mature Body] 'Ghoul Sheriff' — Du Praeger
"Your fare is quite generous.
However, because this is a special time, I have to personally verify the identity of the outsider. "
"This, this is Deep …" When the drunk captain tried to explain Han Dong's identity, his entire head was grabbed by the ghoul, and it felt like it would be crushed with just a little more force.
"I'm not asking you to answer, destitute Deep One."
Seeing this scene.
Sally's eyes flashed with a hint of killing intent.
She looked down on these inferior ghouls, but she didn't expect them to dare to put on an act in front of her.
When Sally was about to step forward, she was stopped by Han Dong.
If the identity of the mythical body and the black goat were exposed, it would definitely cause a commotion and let M.O., who was hiding in the depths, know of their arrival in advance.
"I'll take care of it."
Han Dong came to the magistrate with a smile.
He took off the crow mask and imitated it, revealing the aura of the deep sea.
As if there were waves washing over the ghoul's body, the latter immediately showed a surprised expression and whispered, "Atavism Body!"
"I'm an emissary from the deep sea, and these two are my friends. We're here to travel the Zoxik Continent and increase our experience and knowledge, hoping to help the construction of the mythical puzzle."
Although Han Dong revealed the aura and identity of the 'Atavism Body', the magistrate's attitude didn't change much.
However, the sheriff's attitude didn't change much. He just threw the poor captain aside.
"An emissary from the deep sea? You actually came to us to seek opportunities, you're really not afraid of death.
Also, no matter where you're from, the Bone Vault has issued a special announcement, asking us to conduct strict qualification checks on outsiders.
Let your two partners reveal their true forms. "
Under Han Dong's signal,
Sally and Mr. Newton stepped forward one after another.
At this time, the magistrate opened his mouth full of sharp teeth … Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip! As a large amount of saliva dripped down, a tongue that seemed to be infinitely elongated quickly stretched out.
The surface of its tongue was covered with dirty graveyard moss.
It seemed that he intended to confirm the identity of the target by licking.
The wriggling tongue first went toward Sally … After all, ghouls also had gender differences. The moment the magistrate saw this female, he had a strong desire to have children with her.
Drip, drip, drip.
When the tongue approached the long black stockings, large pieces of saliva kept dripping out.
Just as he was about to lick … a strong aura quickly spread out, pressuring the magistrate until he couldn't breathe. He had an intuitive feeling that he would be crushed by the hooves of a sheep at any time.
The fear of death instantly suppressed other desires.
However, this was already Sally controlling her temper and limiting her level to atavism.
If the mythical territory was really unfolded here.
All the ghouls in the port area would either be completely crushed.
Or they would all be pregnant and all their essence would be absorbed by the fetus in a few seconds, giving birth to a terrifying monster under Sally's direct control.
"Black … Black Goat's son!"
"Yes, she's my girlfriend."
Han Dong reached out and hugged Sally. Coupled with such an intimate 'title,' it instantly extinguished the anger in her heart.
The frightened magistrate tried his best to calm down and stuck out his tongue to lick Mr. Newton beside him.
This time, nothing happened.
His tongue only licked a cold piece of metal.
"Is this your mechanical servant?"
"Yes … When the two of us are wandering the world, it can save a lot of trouble if we have an assistant to help us.
By the way, we should be able to set foot on the Zosik Continent now, right? "
"Yes! Both of you are atavism.
Since you have come to the Zosik Continent, I hope you can cooperate with us to do something. If you do well, you can even win the favor of [My King]. "
"What is it?"
"I don't know when, but an undercurrent flowed into the Zosik Continent. Currently, it has infiltrated every corner of the continent, even including the city of the dead under the direct control of [My King], Zul 'baha.
If the two of you meet any suspicious people on your journey, please be sure to get rid of them. "
"Okay … We are also planning to go to Zul 'baha to have a look. Is there any fast way to travel?"
"Due to the undercurrent problem, the 'Undead Train' and the 'Tomb Network' have been suspended.
We only have the 'Corpse Car' that is still running here, if you don't mind squeezing with a group of smelly guys and their 'goods.' "
"Take us to have a look."
Under the lead of the magistrate, they soon came to an area similar to a 'passenger transport center.'
The so-called corpse car..,
Belonged to a kind of bus that was sewn together and pieced together by the living dead.
The bones built the frame of the vehicle,
The flesh filled the interior of the vehicle, creating a relatively comfortable ride environment,
The seats were made of the most elastic parts of the body surface,
The corpse car was not equipped with tires. The bottom of the vehicle was sewn with densely packed 'legs.' It drove the vehicle forward in the form of group running. During this period, it only needed to replenish enough biological energy.
"Come, let's get on the car … It feels quite interesting."
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