The demon with its mountain-like body roared angrily, sadly, and then fearfully under the constant bombardment of cannon fire, which was the mood change after it encountered the ghost fleet.

The intersection and fusion of the two worlds directly woke up it sleeping at the bottom of the sea, and the interlacing of world rules also directly changed part of the nature of the evil spirit.

The spirit, which was originally quiet and unmoved by external objects, became manic, cruising between the seas, and when it encountered a fleet of ghosts, it immediately launched an attack to expel it from its territory.

Then it was hit by heavy cannon fire from the Ghost Fleet, and the waves of dead air shelling mixed with various elemental damage were like a never-ending storm.

Even if it is legendary, with an unimaginable ability to recover from ordinary evil spirits, it also wails in the midst of this artillery fire, and it feels its body being weakened by the shelling, and the speed at which it recovers is much less than the speed at which it is destroyed.

And its counterattack against the fleet is so weak and weak, as a legendary, it has the ability to attack at a long line of sight, it can attack dozens of ghost warships closest to it at the same time, but such an attack is meaningless.

Because it has discovered that these warships have the same characteristics as it, and the essence of almost a spirit allows these warships to obtain abundant resources and recover them again without being destroyed into slag in the first place.

Although it had destroyed hundreds of undead warships in this battle, none of them had actually been destroyed, only to make the ghost ships lose their offensive power.

When these ships lose their combat effectiveness, they immediately withdraw from the battlefield, and then other ghost ships take their place and continue to maintain a saturation attack on the legendary evil spirits.

Under such circumstances, the mighty legendary spirit began to think about whether to retreat for a while, but when the thought arose on it, it found that it had no way out.

It was all around it, within the range of its perception, and at some point it was already full of disgusting ghost ships. It can't see a way back, it's no way back.

But, is this really the case? The powerful evil spirit stretched out its claws to pierce the space, in a vain attempt to tear the space apart, and leave this sea area, but the space of this sea area was strong beyond its memory.

Where the worlds overlap, the solidity of the space has risen exponentially, and its spatial structure has been changed, it is simply wishful thinking to tear it apart as easily as before.

What's more, when the legendary evil spirit made a move to tear the space, on many ghost ships, one after another special spell cannonballs similar to the dimensional anchor blocking space hit them, making the space around the evil spirit more stable.

And just as the evil spirits struggled, wailed, and fell into defeat, and were about to be captured by the fleet, the supreme ruler of the ghost fleet frowned.

"What's your complaint?"

It's just a change in mood, and the existence that causes the change of the surrounding space elements, maintaining a trembling mood, serving the undead on the left and right, and kneeling on the ground one after another.

The most powerful undead born from the Sea of Necronomicon couldn't figure out why the Being, when the fleet was battling a mighty, legendary demon and was on the verge of victory.

"Not enough, far from enough. Staring at the water mirror in front of him, the legendary evil spirit that seemed to be able to survive the bombardment of the fleet for a while longer, the doppelganger of the god of the underworld, whose body was mostly shrouded in darkness, spoke.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, what's not enough?" asked the existence of the most powerful Dark Knight in the Sea of Necronomicon who had become the most powerful Dark Knight in the Sea of Dead Spirits step by step, and the soul fluctuations that came out of the skull were full of emotions such as respect, worship, and admiration.

"The power of the fleet's artillery fire is not enough. Looking at the evil spirit, who no longer knew how many shells he had eaten, Muria spoke out of his greatest grievances.

If it weren't for the large number of ghost ships he had brought with him, Muria doubted that this fleet would have been completely destroyed by this demon's counterattack if it did not have the corresponding legend in charge.

"This ......" The undead looked at each other when they heard the reason for Muria's dissatisfaction, which was really beyond their imagination.

Even the undead know that their own strength is the most important thing, and of course they don't pay as much attention to the development and manufacture of external objects as they do to their own cultivation.

As a result, the power of the ghost warship that Muria plundered from Barbossa has hardly changed, the only difference is that the size of the warship has increased.

But what's the use of this? With the maximum amount of attack damage the same, the size increases, but it is easier to be attacked by the enemy.

"It's just a legendary undead, nearly three hundred capital warships, and the joint attack hasn't taken it for so long, it's really disappointing to me!"

Muria made no secret of her dissatisfaction with the ghost fleet, this firepower is too weak!

"In this sea area, all the ghost ships must be transformed, and the firepower must be strengthened, otherwise those who don't know will think that I am going out to sea with you to fish!"

Hearing Muria's unshakable will, the powerful undead who stood on the left and right silently subdued their heads, and then took orders in unison.

While some of the undead felt that it was completely unnecessary to upgrade the undead ship, at this stage, when they were just getting the opportunity to serve this great being, whoever dared to defy the will of the Lord would probably be beaten to death by their companions in the near future.

Then Muria ignored the undead and began to think about how he could transform these undead warships. The ghost ship that once amazed him and even gave birth to coveted it has become an old antique that is behind the times and not keeping up with the pace in his eyes.

Of course, these ghost ships are extremely compatible, and with Barbossa, a 10,000-year-old lich with rich experience, when creating these ghost ships, each warship has the possibility of continuing to strengthen and evolve.

And just when Muria, who was engraved in the depths of his soul with a phobia of insufficient firepower, came up with one set of transformation plans for the ghost ship under his command in a short period of time,

After battling the ghost fleet for nearly two hours, the legendary evil spirits were finally exhausted, and then they were quickly captured and sealed and sent to Muria as the first material for Muria's transformation of the warship.

......

"It's finally over. ”

Nyacki let out a sigh of relief as he watched a powerful evil spirit he had never seen in his life fall under the fire of the fleet.

In a region that is apparently unrelated to the human world, he regards every powerful being he encounters as an enemy of humanity, imagining what kind of damage they will do to humanity if they come into conflict with humanity.

Therefore, when he saw that a powerful monster that was enough to make a human nation erode be subdued by another group of monsters, the great exorcist felt sincerely happy, which represented that humanity had one less powerful threat.

"Is that just the two of you? ”

At this moment, a cold voice sounded beside the two exorcists who were still immersed in the epic battle just now, and then the two of them turned around and immediately saw a similar but completely different existence.

It was an existence similar to the evil spirits they had banished many times in the past, but compared to the ethereal, disembodied monsters they had destroyed, this being had a very special uniqueness.

Roughly on its chest, a tiny black-red heart was leaping, connected to translucent vein-like substances, transporting a pale gray fluid that melted into the monster's body shortly after it left the heart.

"Are you ......" Seeing the evil spirit of flesh and blood growing in this body, Niacki, who immediately thought of the change in his body, wanted to say something, but before he could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted by this monster.

"I am a monster who is a mortal enemy of you humans, there is no doubt about this, I am different from you humans who have benefited from the baptism of the law, not only has my strength not improved in the slightest, but it has also added a fatal weakness because of it. ”

The monster pointed to the beating heart in his chest, showing a highly developed intelligence that left both exorcists stunned.

"Alright, now is not the time to chat, the master of this fleet wants to meet you, come with me. ”

Seeing that these two exorcists, who had previously been mortal enemies of each other, but were now more appropriately called of their kind, the monsters with active flesh and blood turned their heads and led the way, showing their backs in front of them, without the slightest fear that they would be attacked.

Because the exorcists glanced at each other, they didn't make a move to get their brains into the water, but followed this obviously different monster into the interior of this huge warship, ready to meet the majestic beings beyond the mortal world, and these two lucky humans have not yet recognized this.

......

And just when Muria's god of the underworld was at the junction of the two worlds and met two aliens who were eroded by the rules of the world, Muria's self-figure, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating outside the world with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked into the darkness of the void.

"Although I knew that the law fluctuations emitted by the fusion of the two realms could not be concealed, and it might attract some special existences, I didn't expect it to be so fast and so early. ”

The giant god wrapped in the golden thunder like a dragon and snake sighed, exhaled a hurricane that stretched for thousands of miles in the void, and then the blood gradually boiled......