CHAPTER 1734: CHAPTER 49: FISHING IN TROUBLED WATERS

Through the narrow passage of sunlight, it shone on the Ghost Ship, adding a touch of warmth to its eerie cold atmosphere.

This is a large three-masted sailing ship, with three decks, towering stern and bow, allowing sailors to board enemy ships more quickly in close combat, while also showcasing its Spanish style.

It seemed dead, the hull was battered, full of cannon scars, even some areas draped with cobwebs and algae, but when those Conquerors approached, it awoke without warning.

Like the roar of a Wild Beast, the long-dormant cannons roared once more, black cannonballs flew out of the muzzles, shooting towards the Conquerors.

Boom, boom!

The Conquerors weren’t taken down by this small scene, skillfully dodging, although surprised, their sprinting speed didn’t slow; such a ship was definitely the target of fierce seizure.

They were now quite frustrated, because of their caution, they didn’t bring enough manpower; otherwise, they’d have seized this ship earlier.

"A bunch of fools, still haven’t seen through this trap." Relying on a piece of S-grade stealth equipment, Zhuo Lie and Zi Xin hid in a hollow under a rocky wall, trying not to be affected.

"Stay calm, the opportunity is only once, be sure to seize it properly." The young Zi Xin fixed his eyes on the Battlefield, glancing also at the Ghost Ship, the big BOSS hadn’t appeared yet.

"I trust you to handle things." Zhuo Lie satisfactorily patted Zi Xin’s shoulder.

All of this was Zi Xin’s scheme, relying on his prophetic Ability, Zhuo Lie ambushed a group of Pirates and seized a treasure map.

They were the first to find the Ghost Ship, but the captain was too powerful; after losing a Group Member, they had to change their mind and spread the news.

Tang Zheng and his group were merely Bait, meant to lure out the Ghost Ship captain’s offerings.

Cannonballs flew chaotically, bouncing off the ground then rolling away, splattering soil and fragments everywhere.

Several sailors in the line of fire were directly blown to pieces.

The Bombardment didn’t stop; within ten seconds, it unleashed three rounds of volley, comparable to the Firepower of Female Gunners.

Every Conqueror’s gaze was eager; they knew what this meant, even the most elite Gunner couldn’t reload this fast.

"This is a magical Demon Ship." The man with the braid shouted, as soon as he finished speaking, those cannonballs lying on the beach suddenly opened up, emitting black smoke.

Everyone quickly held their breath, then heard a series of cracking sounds, like the sound of bone fragments rubbing.

As the smoke dispersed, the sailors saw an unforgettable scene, one decayed arm after another stretched out from the soil, then pressed against the ground, crawled out, waving Curved knives, rushing towards them.

There were so many of them, like a swarm of ants pouring out from a scalded ant nest.

"It’s the Undead Skeletons!" The sailors were terrified, fleeing in panic.

"Don’t run, come back." The Conquerors went Full firepower, every attack knocking away a scattering of bone fragments.

When the skeletons were almost cleared, the Ghost Ship fired three more rounds of cannon fire, summoning a new batch of skeletons.

The Conquerors no longer fought internally; apart from monitoring each other, they cleared the skeletons in front and stared at the Ghost Ship. At this moment, no one dared to be the first to charge forward.

Although the first to reach the ship might have the greatest chance of capturing it, they would also endure the most attacks.

"What do we do? These guys aren’t taking the bait?" Zhuo Lie was extremely anxious.

"Wait." Zi Xin was very patient.

The man with the braid came from a backward Tribe in South America, his physical attributes off the charts, but his IQ was somewhat poor. Plus, losing his subordinates made him restless; unable to stay calm, he rushed towards the Ghost Ship in less than ten minutes.

It must be said, this guy is definitely a strong enemy, his strength constantly on the verge of reaching level four. Holding a plain Spear, he was invincible, every swing raising a fierce Wind Power, blowing the skeletons’ east and west.

The Muzzles all aimed at the man with the braid, but he easily dodged while under Cannon Shell bombardment. Closing to ten meters, he leaped, shooting up like a cannonball.

With a whoosh, a figure appeared at the landing point of the man with the braid, wielding a sailor’s Curved knife, slashing heavily towards his head.

In a piercing clash of metal, the man with the braid was knocked down by a great force, but the intercepting first mate didn’t fare any better, retreating several steps.

The man’s Combat instincts were outstanding; as he fell, he threw his Spear, then sprang up like a cheetah.

The first mate swung the knife to block, creating brilliant sparks as the Spear scraped past. Just dodging successfully, the man with the braid jumped onto the Deck, shooting towards him.

Bam, the first mate was kicked away, crashing into the ship’s railing.

The Conquerors couldn’t hold back any longer and rushed towards the Ghost Ship in unison.

"Who dares disturb my slumber?" A rough, angry voice sounded. Before everyone could react, they saw the man with the braid fall from the Ghost Ship, stopping simultaneously.

A captain dressed in Uniforms, wearing a Hat shaped like a sailing ship, appeared at the bow, looking down at these uninvited guests.

"Strangers, get lost quickly, or I will slaughter you." The captain was a Skeleton, with two eyes floating dark red flames, wielding Twin Blades, appearing extremely eerie.

The man with the braid hesitated; he didn’t want to fight the captain to death, giving others a chance to fish in troubled waters.

"It’s no good, the captain indeed won’t leave the Ghost Ship." Zhuo Lie had witnessed the power of this BOSS; if he couldn’t drive him away, no one could sail the ship.

Tang Zheng quietly released the Hand of Gravity, grabbing a stone in front of the braided man, and shot it out, smashing towards the captain’s forehead.

Thunk, the captain cleaved the stone into two, angrily glaring at the braided man.

"Worthy of being a seed candidate, truly domineering." Miranda immediately teased the braided man, and the others also turned their gaze towards him.

The braided man originally wanted to say it wasn’t him, but with so many eyes on him, he couldn’t speak and didn’t want to seem weak.

"Get out!" the captain angrily shouted at the braided man.

"Hey, you’re not going to chicken out, are you? Taking that kind of abuse, you absolutely can’t stand it, cut him down!" Tang Zheng taunted the braided man, and the others also joined in.

"Tang Zheng, I am irreconcilable with you." The braided man was so angry he almost spat blood, wishing he could kill Tang Zheng.

The captain had no time for this nonsense, swung his curved knife, and the cannon continued to roar, once again scattering skeleton sailors all over the place.

"What should we do?" Miranda approached with her subordinates, "Shall we work together and seize this ship?"

Jack nodded, considering it a greeting to Tang Zheng.

"Don’t act rashly, let’s first see how things stand." Tang Zheng’s gaze crossed over the ghost ship, looking towards the narrow passage; since the ship could enter, there must be a way out.

The first mate jumped down, since he had just faced off against the braided man, he attacked him fiercely.

This was a scene everyone was happy to see.

The braided man saw no one helping him, gritted his teeth, and began to battle the first mate fiercely, deliberately leading him towards another team, wanting to drag them into it.

A Conqueror’s ability was very strange, capable of attacking the captain from a distance, inducing him.

The captain mistook the target and vented his anger towards a hapless person, who didn’t want to die, and began to retreat the way he came.

Others immediately seized the opportunity, lunging towards the ghost ship, but just as the captain stopped and charged back.

The battle was at a stalemate, the braided man, though not very bright, was not a fool, decisively withdrew, not wanting to delay longer only to make wedding clothes for others.

As soon as the braided man left, the freed-up first mate casually chose a target to attack, and that unlucky person also left.

"No way, if this continues, they’ll all leave." Zhuo Lie was very anxious, the captain clearly valued his ship, never straying farther than a hundred meters.

Zi Xin’s eyes glimmered like the Northern Dipper Star, predicting the outcome.

"The one who will ultimately get the ship will be Tang Zheng."

The Fate Series ability is the most unpredictable.

"That guy again? True, they have the most people, the most sea ships, certainly hold the advantage." Although Zhuo Lie hated Tang Zheng, he secretly admired his strength.

"No choice but to use the ability." Zi Xin decisively extended his pointer, aiming at his brow, releasing the Power of Destiny to interfere with cause and effect.

"Don’t take risks, wait a bit longer."

Zhuo Lie was startled, reached out to restrain Zi Xin, his ability was too powerful, each use exacted a tremendous price, even permanent visceral damage that Trojan Technology couldn’t heal was minor, he might even age prematurely.

Zi Xin shook his head, he was determined to help Zhuo Lie get the ghost ship.

Watching as Zi Xin’s crow’s feet visibly multiplied by the corners of his eyes, Zhuo Lie bit his teeth hard, it was only on a whim he saved an orphaned boy, never expecting such loyalty in return.

"I already owe you several lives." Zhuo Lie sighed, were it not for Zi Xin reviving him, and interference from his ability, he would not have lived to this moment, let alone seek revenge on Tang Zheng.

Zi Xin couldn’t arrange the course of someone’s fate, but he could make them make a decision at a certain moment, a decision that would change their destiny.

The ghost captain originally would not leave the sea ship, but looking at these uninvited guests, unsure why, suddenly got very angry, wanting to kill them all, and put it into action.

Skeleton sailors, seeing the captain’s fury, erupted too, fiercely attacking.

"Retreat, fast retreat!" The Conquerors shouted, nearly all choosing to retreat into the Passage of Caverns.

The surroundings of the ghost ship quieted down quickly, Zhuo Lie holding Zi Xin darted out from under the previously empty rock wall, rushing towards the ghost ship.

"You didn’t have to do this!" Zhuo Lie looked at Zi Xin’s few white hairs, sighed, he was just in his teens.

"Cough, cough, don’t speak, regardless I can’t clear the Holy Land, it’s a dead end." Zi Xin was very exhausted, spat out a mouthful of blood, urged, "Quickly go, I’ve already ’seen’, control module of the ghost ship is in the captain’s cabin, you must get it."

Zhuo Lie stopped wasting words, like a cheetah, jumped onto the ghost ship, several skeleton sailors watching over the ship hadn’t reacted yet before being smashed apart.

"Lure him out, then bombard with a volley of cannons." Miranda shouted, "Without killing him, nobody can think of stealing the ghost ship."

The Conquerors dashed madly, very frustrated, wanting to go back, but the passage was too narrow, inevitably running into the captain.

The running captain suddenly stopped, froze for a second, then turned back, feeling the control module had been touched. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)