Chapter 1153: Chapter 884, The General's Tomb Chapter 1153: Chapter 884, The General's Tomb It's really a ghost ship!
Even though the ghost ship was mentioned in the reports and they were mentally prepared,
the sight of it still startled them with its eeriness and oppressive presence.
The middle-aged steward's face turned grim, his senses affected; the ghost ship was right in their faces before they realized their target.
He said in a deep voice, “Prepare for battle.”
The rest quickly sprang into action, ready to deal with any potential dangers that might arise.
Wu Heng stood at the back of the group, accompanied by Shanshan and Tiao Tiao, two Level 20 skeletons.
Xiao Xiao flew down from the sky, whispering in his ear, “Uncle, can you really put a graveyard on a ship?”
In such a special environment, Xiao Xiao always focused on things that weren't quite so important.
“Indeed, there is such a thing as a sea burial, where they arrange it like a graveyard on the ship and then drill holes to sink the ship to the bottom of the sea,” Wu Heng replied softly.
“Wow! You know so much, uncle,” Xiao Xiao said in admiration, then continued, “Is this the Pirate King's tomb then? I think their analysis makes a lot of sense!”
Since Wu Heng and the others had arrived at Gold and Silver Island, the legends and incidents related to the Pirate King had never ceased.
Now, Wu Heng had become a hero, and it was very rare to see pirates in the Emerald Sea. Yet, there seemed to be a tomb of the suspected Pirate King on this ship.
It was like some kind of curse that kept haunting the Emerald Sea.
“We'll find out when we get inside,” Wu Heng answered.
At this moment, the middle-aged steward approached, and Xiao Xiao fell silent.
The steward said with a grave expression, “Island Lord Wu Heng, based on the information we've gathered, we can confirm there are Iron Puppets on the ghost ship, but what I'm most concerned about is the master of this tomb, with such a strong presence of Necromantic Power…”
He didn't finish his sentence, but Wu Heng understood his concerns.
If this ship really was a tomb and had such a strong Necromantic Power, it was uncertain whether the tomb's owner might be waiting inside for them to enter.
“I am a Necromancer; it won't be a problem,” Wu Heng said flatly.
If there were ghosts here, or if the tomb's owner had become a Corpse Ghost, it was unlikely they would have reached Level 20.
So, it was well within his ability to handle.
The middle-aged steward was taken aback, not expecting Wu Heng to remain so confident, and after a moment's hesitation, he advised cautiously, “Still, better to be careful.”
While they were talking, Ghost Bella flew back from the opposite side, entered his body, and shared a vision.
Four large Metal Puppets were walking up onto the deck.
With each step they took, there came a creaking noise from the metal colliding.
Wu Heng looked up and said, “The puppets are coming out, be careful.”
The middle-aged steward was startled, and after two or three seconds, a Ranger ahead shouted, “Figures are emerging from the ghost ship, they're Metal Puppets.”
Immediately after, figures two meters tall, covered in verdigris-rusted battle armor, emerged holding bronze swords in one hand and spears in the other.
“Attack!” the middle-aged steward ordered.
Bang~!
The Ballista roared, and a crosbow bolt as thick as an arm shot directly toward the target area.
Shush~!
The bolt grazed the shoulder armor of the puppet, sparking a shower of sparks.
That was close!
At this moment, the Metal Puppets on the other side, accompanied by a 'clack clack' sound, crouched down.
The next second, they leaped with the intention of jumping across the gap between the two ships, straight onto this one.
“Prepare for interception, and coordinate!” the middle-aged steward continued to shout.
The other vice-executives and captains hurriedly tore open scrolls, placing tablets under their tongues.
Their faces were serious as they prepared to meet the enemy.
Wu Heng raised his eyebrows in surprise as he watched the Iron Puppet leap.
It's so agile?
Not to mention the full metal body, the rust alone didn't seem like it would allow such movements.
“Shanshan! Go take them down,” Wu Heng said offhandedly.
Whoosh~!
Everyone felt a gust of wind rush past; then they saw a figure rapidly enlarge in the air, colliding straight with the puppet.
Bang~!
A loud collision sound followed and the two-meter-tall puppet body was sent flying back, smashing through the already battered ghost ship.
Then, the large, cloaked figure returned swiftly in the air, knocking the second and third puppets back onto the ghost ship.
Only the fourth one landed on the deck of this ship.
The crowd was stunned; out of four Iron Puppets, only one had made it over.
“There's only one left, kill it…”
Zzzt~Bang!
A silver [Lightning Bolt Spell] shot out from behind, instantly hitting the chest of the Iron Puppet on the deck.
The last Iron Puppet also flew backward half a meter, crashing into the ship's railing.
The metal body staggered, trying to get up.
Boom boom boom~!
Five consecutive lightning strikes descended from the sky, like divine punishment, engulfing the puppet.
After the thunder and lightning disappeared, the Iron Puppet no longer showed any signs of movement.
The middle-aged vice-executive and the other association members all widened their eyes at the scene before them.
Four Iron Puppets.
Three were knocked back, and the only one that made it over hadn't even steadied itself before it was turned into spare parts on the ground.
What happened to the expected crisis?
Were the Iron Puppets not at least Level 12?
That couldn't be right; with all the wreckage scattered about, it shouldn't have been so easy.
If it was that simple to resolve,
what was the point of the stat-boosting scrolls and preemptive consumption of the elixir?
“Island Lord Wu Heng,” the middle-aged steward approached to inquire about the next steps.
The sound of combat continued on the ghost ship.
Clearly, the fight with the remaining Iron Puppets was still ongoing.
Wu Heng waved his hand and said, “Move in closer, prepare to board the ship.”
“Prepare to board the ship!” the middle-aged steward commanded loudly.
The ship moved closer again, hooks were thrown over, latching onto the ghost ship's railing, pulling the two together.
Once the ships were joined, everyone leaped onto the ghost ship.
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