"......" Muria was silent for a moment, then changed her words stiffly, "What about the original captain of this fleet?"

"Dead. The first mate of the ghost ship replied with some sadness, and then it suddenly saw the lichs who were following Muria, who had hidden their breath, and the soul fire in their skulls suddenly rose, "Captain, is this the crew you brought?"

Muria glanced back at the lichs behind him and nodded, "Oh, that's right, they're the crew I brought to replenish, I heard that our fleet has suffered heavy losses, so I brought some undead to replenish it." ”

"Captain, our losses are not heavy!" Speaking of the battle damage, the first mate of the ghost ship confided in Muria in a mournful voice, "but it is almost wiped out, our fleet used to have thirteen ships, but now there are only five left, and all the crew together with me is less than a hundred."

Captain, don't look at the ship under our feet now is still intact, before the war, this ship was three hundred and twenty-two meters long at the bow and stern, but now there are only more than a hundred meters left, and the rest of the hull has been broken, and after repair, it has shrunk like this. ”

"......" Muria tugged at the corners of his mouth, fortunately he was not really the new captain, otherwise in this case, he would be so angry that he vomited blood. If the human legion is beaten to this extent, it will almost have to be denumbered. However, the ghost ship's hull has been knocked out by two-thirds, and it can still repair itself, which is really worthy of the ship he covets.

"What have you been through?" asked Muria, with some curiosity, "No matter what, these ghost ships belong to Barbossa's command, how can they be beaten so badly?"

"We were ordered to cruise a dark river, but we were unlucky enough to run into a group of priests who came down from the ground, and there was a confrontation with a cardinal archbishop in their ranks, so we were beaten like this, and our captain was purified on the spot," lamented the first mate.

"If I hadn't run fast enough, none of these ships would have survived, and the rest of the ships and crews would have been purified. ”

"So you're a deserter, aren't you?" Muria nodded, finally finding a suitable reason, "Where are the second and third officers of this ship? ”

"All of them are dead, all the captains, and the first mate are dead, and I am the only one left," replied the tattered first mate, "and only some of the crew survived." ”

"You're fine, because you ran away, you were demoted, and you're now the third officer. Muria easily placed his position directly from the first officer to the third officer.

"Then who will be the first and second mate?"

"He's the first mate. Muria turned and pointed to Micalia, who was standing behind him, and then to Ilvestre, whose face was covered and wearing black armor and exuding a smoky death, "He is the second mate, you have to listen to what the two of them say in the future, understand?"

"Understood. Seeing Muria wearing a suit of armor with gold as the main body and white, blue and black as the decorative pattern, the undead who was demoted to three pairs in a few words for some reason replied in a low voice, it could feel the rich death qi on the unknown guy in front of it, although it had no knowledge, it knew what the pure death qi contained in this armor represented.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to ask you, what's your name?"

"Report Captain, my name is Gibbs, may I ask the captain, what is your name?"

"My name," Muria paused, and suddenly thought of the name of a famous pirate captain, although it was fictional, but it didn't hurt to use it, "Jack Sparrow, you can call me Captain Sparrow in the future." ”

"So, Captain Sparrow, should we add a crew? our current crew is not capable of maneuvering the five ships we have now. Third mate Gibbs reported.

"Well, that's true, do you have any good advice?" asked Muria, who didn't understand anything.

"I suggest going to Blackstone Harbor to recruit the crew, these undead you bring with you are simply not enough to steer the rest of the ship," Gibbs replied.

"Haha!" Hearing this, Muria and the lich behind him couldn't help but laugh, the lich behind him could pick out any one who could release an army of undead of more than one million levels, the number of undead was a joke for them, of course, if you just count the number of intelligent undead, then you can divide it by a hundred, but even so, it is more than enough to fill these five ships.

"What are you laughing at?" Gibbs was a little puzzled.

"Nothing, Blackstone Harbor?" Muria's eyes flickered, thinking of some rules among pirates, and then decided, "We'll go to Blackstone Harbor now." ”

"Well, Captain Sparrow, how many low-level Wraith Coins did you bring with you? Without enough Wraith Coins, there was no way we could get the ship moving. Gibbs asked cautiously.

Muria looked at Gibbs suspiciously, the third mate felt Muria's gaze, and his originally somewhat unconscious consciousness slowly reacted, and he quickly explained,

"The ghosts bound by the ghost ship have been consumed in the previous battle, plus the repair of the hull, the remaining ghosts are simply not enough to make the ship move, so we need to replenish, otherwise, we can only rely on the ghost ship to instinctively capture the ghosts in the seawater, in this case, it will take at least a year for the ship to regain its previous power. ”

"I don't think it's a big deal just to move, but I don't know where Blackstone Harbor is? Can you show me the way?" Muria looked out at the dark waters around her, "I think you've been the first mate of this fleet before, and you should have some skills that a navigator should have mastered!"

Gibbs's body stiffened, and at this time he finally felt that something was wrong, how could the undead living in the Sea of Necrons not know where the port of Blackstone was, this was the largest and most prosperous port in the Sea of Necrons, and it was also the largest gold cave and supply depot.

"Yes. Gibbs looked at Muria again, wearing a golden armor, Muria was majestic and hideous, exuding a strong dead air, standing closer to him, he could feel a faint sense of oppression, making him feel a sense of awe and surrender, which came from the effect of the lich bones.

The origin of these guys in front of him is even more problematic than he imagined, where will there be any captains on it, these ships are the private property of the captains, Lord Barbossa doesn't care at all, like the situation before, the only end is to be swallowed up by other pirate captains, and Muria's arrival is used by him as a lifesaver, regardless of his three seven twenty-one, admit it first.

Gibbs doesn't need to know who Muria is, he just needs to know that Muria is a very powerful undead, according to the rules set by the great undead pirate king Barbossa, any undead can become the captain of the ship, so that he can be recognized by all the undead on the ship.

With the current combat power of the ghost ship, even if Gibbs can bring the ship back to Blackstone Harbor, with its strength, it will not be able to keep these ghost ships, and it can only be swallowed up by other powerful captains, not to mention the first and second mate, he may not even be an ordinary crew member, and even worse, maybe he will be forcibly integrated into the ghost ship and provide power for the undead ship all year round.

Next, unaware that she was being used as a lifesaver, Muria ordered one of the weakest lichs to wield a bone staff, whipping up a wind of death and using a spell to drive away with five ghost ships towards Gibbs's Blackstone Harbor......

"This is the legendary Sea of Necromancy?" Muria frowned and stood on the crash horn of the ghost ship, feeling a little incredible, the ghost ship had been sailing for nearly two hours at this time, but until now, he hadn't even seen the shadow of the so-called Blackstone Harbor, and felt Gibbs's usual mental fluctuations on the side, he knew that this was normal.

"This ghost sea is a bit too big, is this really Barbossa's half-plane?" Just a rough estimate, Muria can determine that from the beginning to the present, they have traveled in a straight line for more than two hundred kilometers, which may not be a big distance in the Overworld, but for a half-plane, it is a bit exaggerated.

"After all, it's a great lich with a 10,000-year-old heritage, and this level is nothing!" said Ilves, who was wearing black armor and dressed as a black knight.

"Don't pretend to be well-informed with me, tell me, have you ever seen a half-plane bigger than this sea of ghosts?"

"If you only calculate the distance you have traveled so far, there are several half-dimensional buildings in my Cloud City that are no smaller than this. Micaliella, who was wearing white jade armor on the side, inserted into the soul link between Muria and Ilvestre, and said very sincerely.

"But those half-planes can only be controlled with the help of Cloud City, and the Sea of Necrons is the half-plane that Captain Barbossa of the Undead fuses with himself and truly controls. ”

"There must be a problem with such a large half-plane, it should be in special circumstances to expand to such a large area, so Barbossa must not be able to achieve perfect control, we sneaked in, and there is no targeted combat power so far, which is the best proof. ”

Ilvestre replied lightly, "So as long as we don't make too much noise, we won't be noticed." ”

......

"Yo, isn't this Davide Martin's fleet? ”

Suddenly, a gloating soul voice came, and in Muria's field of vision, a ghost fleet of fifteen ghost ships appeared in his soul sense, and this fleet dispersed into a semicircle, surrounding his five small ships.