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"who are you?"

Qi Yue pointed his long staff and asked in a deep voice, "The chaotic attack just now almost tore an iron man apart, yet it only left some quickly disappearing traces on the mysterious undead. It's truly astonishing."

The withered lips, now transformed into a thin layer of flesh, twitched slightly, and the mummified corpse smiled, revealing its teeth.

"Who am I? That's not the most important question right now. What's important is..."

The skeletonized right hand, with its five fingers raised, pointed diagonally in a somewhat effeminate manner:

"That crazy woman is coming soon!"

As if in response to his reminder, a rumbling sound came from the sky, growing louder and rapidly approaching. In the vision of various vision-enhancing spells, a white line swept across the sea surface, seemingly slow but actually fast.

An incomparably powerful aura, carrying the rhythm of a gale and waves, surged in from all directions like an impregnable wall, enveloping this space!

Chapter 235 Setting Sail, Setting Sail, The Old Captain

As the terrifying aura descended, everyone felt as if the fortress had been forcibly cut off from the surrounding space, and its connection with the outside world became extremely blurry and indistinct.

The roar of the tsunami, like ten thousand horses galloping, pounded in people's hearts, shaking their bodies and souls.

Such power was far beyond their ability to withstand! The group instantly reached the same conclusion.

"Please come with me quickly..."

A faint light suddenly rippled across the stone plaza, turning it into a deep and dark place. The hard ground, destroyed by the fierce battle, shimmered with light, as if it had transformed into a deep pool leading to another world. Two long, rotten wooden planks were pieced together and leaned out at an angle, resting on a rock.

The mysterious spirit, having somehow broken free of its restraints, stepped gracefully onto the wooden plank. Carrying an empty, old-fashioned glass bottle, it exhaled a breath of air as if performing a theatrical act, then grinned and made an inviting gesture.

"...Let's hide together. I never want to see that crazy woman's face again! All you need to do is pay a small amount for the boat ticket..."

"Do you think we're idiots?! You're obviously no good!"

Already tormented by the pain of her fracture, and with the terrifying force of the tsunami gradually approaching from afar, the blonde witch was exceptionally irritable. Flames flickered in her intact palm, as if she wanted to throw another fireball at his face.

Suddenly, a warm, large hand reached out from the side and extinguished the fireball, turning it into a wisp of smoke.

"Everyone, follow them."

Madison turned around in surprise, her beautiful blue eyes looking at her companion who had been silent for a long time.

Zhu Mingyao remained calm, patted the back of her hand, and channeled a wisp of Yi Wood Longevity True Qi into her, relieving some of her pain.

His straightforward attitude surprised not only his companions but also the mysterious undead. He had thought that he could only convince these people when the enemy was right in front of him, and then he could take the opportunity to make his "demands".

Zhu Mingyao leaped onto the wooden plank and calmly walked into the "deep pool".

"Mingyao! Be careful, it might be a trap." Qi Yue said worriedly, waving his pale gold staff slightly.

"Don't worry, Brother Qi..." Zhu Mingyao said in a very complicated tone, his gaze fixed meaningfully on the strange undead so close to him:

"This guy isn't exactly a good person in the strictest sense, but he's not some cunning, treacherous, evil villain either..."

Hmm, perhaps a bit cunning…

Zhu Mingyao rummaged through his distant memories, his lips twitching slightly.

"...Well, he's a bit cunning, but he's barely, probably, in short, definitely not a villain."

He wore a half-smile, then changed the subject, "You agree, right?"

--captain!"

The skeletal fingers that were scratching the faded red headscarf on its forehead suddenly froze. The mysterious undead seemed to have been struck by an ultimate petrification spell, turning into a statue.

Two clusters of pale blue phosphorescent flames burned quietly in his dark, clear eyes, as if waves of magnificent past light and shadow flowed back.

After a few breaths, his dry, hoarse voice rang out, like two pieces of rusty iron rubbing against each other.

"It's been... such a long, long time since I've heard anyone call me... Captain!"

His tone was filled with longing, and his withered head was slightly raised, giving him an unusually imposing air.

"Kid, whatever you know, we can talk about the rest later. Now, let's..."

—Raise the sails! Set sail!

……

……

The dark blue waves, hundreds of meters high, crashed down with a deafening roar, like a massive, towering wall collapsing, carrying the natural power to urge an army to break through a city, and slammed viciously onto the fortress on the shore!

The somewhat flimsy arrow towers and watchtowers instantly snapped and collapsed, turning into rubble. Broken wood either sank or floated, and even the magnificent and tall temple halls trembled slightly under the enormous impact.

The stench and turbid current surged wildly, recklessly engulfing everything in its path, while seeping into every crevice and every hollow, searching for the scent of its prey.

The sea extinguished the numerous braziers scattered throughout the fortress, leaving only deep darkness. The cliffs collapsed into stone slopes, and the sandy beach sank into a lagoon, semi-permanently altering the terrain of the area.

After a long while, layers of waves and foam gathered together, climbing over a slowly emerging, plump figure with a gentle and adoring air, forming an intricately patterned dress.

"How could it suddenly disappear?" the figure muttered to himself, slightly annoyed.

She had locked onto this area with her divine power long before the tsunami arrived. The concept of "island" is one of her fundamental domains, so those humans should have no chance of escaping.

Manipulating the waves, it swept across the area within several miles of the fortress. The water flowed like thousands of tentacles, darting around and probing for any possible holes or secret chambers. It turned every place upside down, and then carefully sensed with the power of the [Island] domain, finally confirming that the other party had left the island.

"They actually left the island, this is getting a bit troublesome..."

The voodoo practitioner "Queenie" wore a mixture of emotions on her dark, plump face, suppressing her anxiety as she muttered curses at her ally who had been caught off guard.

"That greedy and cunning serpent, who always boasts of his foresight, actually let a group of mortal little guys destroy his incarnation and even let them escape alive. This time, the news has been leaked, and I'm afraid someone will follow the clues and catch him by the tail!"

She gritted her teeth and pondered for a long time before giving up her plan to stay any longer. A ripple rose in the water, and her figure gradually became transparent like a bubble.

"We must gather those guys immediately, and all the subsequent action plans must be revised..."

The sound vanished quickly, leaving only a questioning voice that faded away.

"...How did a group of mortals who haven't even reached the lord level leave the island's secret realm?"

……

……

Are we still in the secret realm on the island?

Zoe sat on the floor with her somewhat listless best friend, gazing in amazement at the shifting, dim light and shadow overhead.

"To be precise, we should be under the island! Or rather, in some kind of spatial crevice within the secret realm."

While circulating his qi throughout his body to quickly restore his magical power, Zhu Mingyao made a deduction based on the information he sensed.

At this moment, they are moving slowly inside a wide tunnel.

All around, there was an endless expanse of dim light and shadow, with deep blue and gray intertwined into a chaotic scene, and occasional specks of eerie green light occasionally emerging.

Extending out from the dark, damp deck beneath your feet, you can see the thick hull covered in seaweed and shellfish, the mottled, towering, thick mast, and the rusty 16-pound cast iron cannon.

The style is so distinctive that even two academically challenged but beautiful girls could clearly tell that it was a typical old colonial-era double-decker, three-masted sailing ship.

"Mysterious kid, you really do know a lot..."

A pair of tattered leather shoes creaked as they wobbled down the wooden steps from the helmsman's platform.

Ignoring the few people who had vaguely positioned themselves and surrounded him, the mummified corpse put one hand on his hip and cast a scrutinizing glance at him.

"That's not necessarily true. There are many things I don't know, for example..."

Zhu Mingyao blinked and smiled like a humble child.

"...How did you manage to transform the Black Pearl into what it is today...?"

"...Captain Jack Sparrow!"

Chapter 236 Wine and Stories

"Um, that's a secret..."

Hearing the young man in front of him call out the names of himself and his beloved car, the ghost's surprise grew even stronger.

"Several hundred years must have passed outside, right? Where did you get this information from? I don't believe those royal historians would record the details of a criminal in such detail."

"Haha!" Zhu Mingyao looked at the screen hero, beloved by countless movie fans, including himself, in his previous life with a hint of nostalgia and great interest. Well, let's just call him a hero for now!

"Why belittle yourself, dear captain?" he said with a wry smile.

"The chronicles recorded on blank paper by the royal officials may not be more enduring than the oral traditions of the people. Besides... even as time changes and everyone's memories become blurred, this sea will forever remember that there was once a legendary pirate captain who righteously freed slaves, wiped out the sea monsters that harmed people, and lived a life of righteous vengeance and freedom as free as the wind, sailing on the boundless waves!"

The first living person he'd seen in a long time unleashed a torrent of praise, leaving the undead's parched brains struggling to keep up, and he just gaped and grinned foolishly.

Am I that famous?

This kid knows a lot about my exploits. He seems to be quite adept at plundering treasures. Is he a contemporary of mine? Hmm, don't get carried away, Jack. We haven't gotten our hands on the "goods" yet.

He forced himself to gather his chaotic thoughts, coughed twice, and put on a stern face, speaking in an authoritative tone:

"You may have heard of me, but that doesn't give me a reason to help you for nothing. You still have to pay for the boat ticket!"

"The so-called ticket you want... it's not our souls, is it?" Bai Ziyuan said ominously, holding the white bone banner.

"What do I need your souls for?" The undead spread his hands, his withered facial muscles twitching as he tried to make a benevolent expression.

"It's just a little bit of worldly wealth. Seeing how many extraordinary treasures you're carrying, can't I pick out a few?"

"Oh, I see. But all our equipment is useful. Would you like to exchange it for something else?"

Zhu Mingyao narrowed his eyes, a strange smile appearing on his face, and continued the conversation.

With a flick of his wrist, he produced a gold-lacquered sutra box about a foot long. He gently pulled open the lid, and two round objects emitted a faint, dark gold glow.

"...For example, what about undead gold coins?"

"Deal—" The white, bony fingers shot out like lightning, eagerly reaching into the box!

Then he grabbed a dark blue-green staff with coiled talismans.

His excited expression froze on his face. The ghost looked up and met Zhu Mingyao's mocking smile. Coming to his senses, he understood everything and waited for the other to speak.

Although he didn't know how the young man had guessed his purpose, since the boy in front of him knew him so well, he might as well be frank.

"It seems you know more ancient secrets than I imagined." The undead slowly loosened its grip, sighing honestly, "Name your price!"

Zhu Mingyao's expression became more serious. "I thought you would try to take it by force."