This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 130, Page 129: Keep it up!
The giant ship slowly approached, and at this moment, the fog was completely silent except for the sound of the waves.

"What is it this time...?" the pirate first mate asked weakly.

Captain Gerhard of the Windfeather simply shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Dylan asked doubtfully, "Aren't these just like us, lost ships that wandered into the archipelago?"

"How is that possible? There are no ships this big in the archipelago, and I've never seen this style before. Besides... there's not a single light on it..."

As the pirate first mate spoke, he secretly glanced a few more times at Dylan, who had lost his mimicry—the green demon—but now was not the time to talk about that.

Only after he said that did Dylan realize that it was indeed the case.

Although magic crystal lamps are not cheap, they are essential for ships; for example, the Windfeather had four before.

This ship is so huge and so ornately decorated that it would be reasonable to equip it with a large magic crystal lamp, but now, looking at it, there is not a single ray of light behind the thick fog.

Moreover, it was too quiet.

Such a large ship requires at least a hundred people to operate, and even now, at a distance, it shouldn't be this silent.

The group exchanged glances, all feeling puzzled.

Lin Jun wondered, "Aren't there any legends about ghost ships in this world?"

The scouts are currently using [Sonic Detection LV6] repeatedly, but they can't find a single living creature on that ship. What else could it be but a ghost ship?
Could it be that all those who saw it are dead, so no rumors have spread?

The giant ship slowly approached and finally stopped not far away, separated from the Wind Feather by the Blood Shark.

Even though they weren't right next to the Wind Feather, and even though they already knew the ship was enormous, everyone still clearly felt the oppressive feeling emanating from that colossal object when its hull stretched out like a city wall in front of them.

What is it planning to do?

Finally, a sound came from the giant ship, but it wasn't a human voice; it was the rumbling sound of heavy objects being moved.

And it's not just one, it's many!?

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, rows of squares on the giant ship were lifted one by one, and dark cannon barrels slowly emerged from them...

cannon!?
This makes no sense!
Where would cannons come from if there weren't even muskets in this world?

Moreover, shouldn't a so-called ghost ship be technologically outdated and thus have the advantage of being immortal?
How come your technology is more advanced than the locals'? Is that reasonable?

With no time to react, the sounds of dozens of cannons overlapped and were deafening. The scout with [Sonic Detection] was even stunned by the shockwave.

Fortunately, the Wind Feather was not the target of this attack.

The Blood Shark was doomed.

The ship's hull was easily torn apart like a fragile toy under the bombardment of the giant cannons, and even the mast was smashed into several pieces.

By the time Dylan ran to the edge of the ship to check, all he could see was the slowly sinking wreckage of the Blood Shark.

Regardless of how many pirates were still alive up there before, they're probably all gone now...

Now, all the cannons have been retracted, perhaps for reloading.

Suddenly, magic gathered towards the wreckage of the Blood Shark, the water surface exploded, and a disheveled figure flew out—it was the mage!

This was also the first time Lin Jun had directly seen this powerful mage, but opening the panel left Lin Jun puzzled.

It wasn't that he was too strong or had any special abilities. What puzzled Lin Jun was why this mage was a Gold-level mage with such an ordinary stat.
At only level 43, with ordinary wind and fire dual-elemental mage skills and no outstanding attributes, how did he manage to unleash such powerful spells?
The answer was thrown in front of Lin Jun in an instant—because of the fog!
Although the mage was disheveled, he seemed to be in much better condition than the three people on the Windfeather.

Clearly not intending to suffer in silence after being suddenly bombarded, he mobilized the dense magic in the mist, gathering it into the staff in his hand that shimmered with dazzling light.

Sixth-tier magic—Great Storm!

Lin Jun had seen this magic before; the gold-level mage in the vampire viscount's squad had used it in the Yellow Book Pleasure House.

But the storms of that time are completely different from the one we are facing now.

The high concentration of magic energy greatly enhanced the power of spells, allowing this gold-level mage to achieve a diamond-level effect.

Countless massive wind blades, each the size of a guillotine, roared out, any one of which could easily cleave the stone pillar that Puji had transformed into in half.

These wind blades all spun and struck the giant ship, sending wood chips flying and revealing the three decks inside.

There were cannons, shells, gunpowder barrels, and all sorts of other things inside, but no living creatures.

The monk was clearly taken aback; he probably thought he had been attacked by a living person.

As the mage looked at the torn deck, three ballistae firing grappling hooks emerged from the bow of the giant ship.

"Watch out above!" Dylan shouted a warning.

However, it was too late. The ambushed mage tried to dodge in mid-air, but was still pierced through the body by a claw and fell straight into the sea.

The grappling hook was attached to a rope, and as the rope was pulled back, the mage's lifeless corpse was brought up from the sea and finally got stuck in front of the ballista.

Worse still, in a single moment, without any warning, the giant ship returned to its original state.

All traces of the storm's destruction have vanished, as if it had never happened.

If the mage's corpse hadn't been stuck in the ballista, the group would have suspected they were hallucinating.

Lin Jun also couldn't understand it. If the broken wood chips flew back and filled the gaps, it could be understood as some kind of time reversal. But what was this instantaneous restoration without any magical fluctuations?
Isn't that a bit too shameless?
Unfortunately, there's no customer service in this world, so there's no way to complain about the giant ship cheating.

The checkered pattern on the hull was pushed open again, and this time the cannons were aimed at the Wind Feather...

despair.

"How did you manage to survive?" Knowing he had no chance of survival, the pirate first mate couldn't help but complain.

"Back then, there were only water ghosts..." After saying this, the captain of the Wind Feather closed his eyes and awaited his death.

Both of them were seriously injured and had no strength to move.

Dylan isn't much better in terms of physical stamina.

"Dylan, I'll build you a cenotaph in the mushroom garden."

By the way, do you have any last words?
For example, telling Bella, "Daddy loves you," or something like that?

"After I die, when will the boss see Bella and spontaneously tell her these things?"

Lin Jun thought for a moment, "No."

Dylan had a "I knew it" look on his face.

"Then I'll struggle a little longer..."

Amid the roar of cannons, Dylan grabbed the scout and rushed over the edge of the ship, leaping off!

The Windfeather was a size larger than the Blood Shark, but that difference was negligible in the face of dozens of cannons.

After a round of shelling, the Wind Feather was reduced to a pile of wreckage floating on the water, with no survivors left.

After a brief pause, the giant ship started moving again and disappeared into the thick fog.

……

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Wave--

A mushroom cap emerged from the water.

The mushroom cap bobbed up and down, quickly moving to the side of the Wind Feather wreckage.

A tentacle wrapped around a large piece of wreckage, and the scout dragged the saturated and unconscious Dylan aboard.

Scout Puji stood next to Dylan and stomped on his bulging belly repeatedly!
With a strength value of 52, Dylan was quickly stomped on and made to vomit seawater.

The wreckage didn't seem to be sinking anytime soon, so the scout swam around the area and finally found a relatively intact small boat among the wreckage of the Blood Shark.

After rowing to the wreckage and dragging Dylan onto the boat, Lin Jun felt extremely tired after the trip.

It's not physical exhaustion, it's mental exhaustion.

He couldn't understand this fog at all. First, there were water ghosts without panels, then giant ships and cannons, and then there was the bizarre restoration.

What is going on in this world?

The scouts didn't row, and even if they did, they didn't know where they were going; they just let the boat drift with the current.

If a water ghost or a giant ship were to appear now, it would truly be the end for Dylan, and Lin Jun would be helpless.

Fortunately, it didn't happen.

The fog drifted for a long time, then gradually thinned, and even a glimmer of light appeared in the distance—the morning sun.

Just as the small boat was about to completely leave the fog, a clear voice suddenly reached the mushroom web through the scouts.

"Come on!"

(End of this chapter)