Chapter 95: Ghost Ship on the Atlantic Ocean (10) “You didn’t…
"Ha." Lucifer let out a dry laugh on the lifeboat.
He looked back at Satan, who was still sitting at the other end of the lifeboat, looking at him calmly.
This expression was familiar to Lucifer—even though Satan was making friendly requests, his composure still bore the patronizing air of a superior. Years ago, this condescending attitude had been the source of some conflict, but now Lucifer had grown accustomed to it and no longer felt any emotional turmoil over it.
He tsked his lips and sat down, facing Satan from a distance. "I have to admit, although your attitude doesn't satisfy me, this is indeed something I've been looking forward to for a long time."
Satan said nothing, only smiling warmly. Lucifer took a deep breath and said, "It's just a small problem."
Satan asked lightheartedly, "What?"
Lucifer laughed at himself and said, "I have always been the only one reminiscing about that glory."
Satan was startled, and his smile suddenly disappeared.
Lucifer shook his head. "Perhaps you know me well enough, but it seems you don't know Satan very well."
"Show yourself, Moloch."
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on deck.
Satan stared at Lucifer's outstretched hand.
The two of them knew each other so well, even their every palm print was imprinted in their minds. But over the past millennia, if they had seen each other clearly, it usually meant that a fight was imminent. A friendly handshake was so distant now, so distant that Satan could barely remember what religion had the greatest influence in this land back then.
After a while, he sneered and looked at the sunset in the distance again.
Lucifer did not take his hand away, as if he was stubbornly waiting for a handshake and peace.
Satan stared straight ahead and said with a smile, "It seems you've made a lot of progress in the past few hundred years."
Lucifer was confused: "What do you mean?"
Satan seemed to have not heard the question and took a deep breath. "How can I put it... I don't know if the Lucifer I know would truly give up power, but I know for sure he won't bow to me like this."
After saying this, he turned his head to look at the person in front of him again: "You are more cunning than you were nine hundred years ago. You have indeed pinpointed what I care about most. But unfortunately, the Lucifer I know is not such a person."
"Show your face, Moloch."
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Below deck.
Xuan Chi grabbed Si Ling's wrist and jumped up in reaction. He stumbled and hit the wall of the cabin, reaching out to hold on to it, gasping for breath.
"Xuan Chi..." Si Ling wanted to support him, feeling both amused and helpless. He caught sight of her footsteps and immediately raised his hand and shouted, "Don't come over!"
Si Ling froze, and she keenly noticed the unusual coldness in his voice. She stopped and looked at him in confusion.
Xuan Chi clearly felt the hesitation in his heart... It was a strange feeling of being bewitched. Even though he realized that something was wrong, he was still obsessed with wanting to try what would happen if he accepted her invitation.
He took a deep breath, one breath after another, until his head became dizzy. Finally, he forced himself to calm down and finally had the courage to look at her again.
"...Are you okay?" Si Ling asked with concern.
Xuan Chi stared at her calmly and sneered: "You seem to understand me better than I know myself. That's quite impressive."
Si Ling was speechless, wanting to say something, but Xuan Chi chuckled, "But Si Ling wouldn't be like that. She wouldn't consider me more important than becoming an immortal. She's also strong enough not to give up on becoming an immortal for something as vague as loneliness."
As soon as he finished speaking, a long spear suddenly appeared in his hand, and Xuan Chi leaped up and attacked "Si Ling" fiercely.
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In the cabin on the lower level.
Si Ling raised his eyes to meet Xuan Chi's gaze, trying to find some flaws in his eyes.
She admitted that she had been confused until this moment. As a fierce ghost who had actually lived in the underworld for 30,000 years, she understood these things better than Xuan Chi. From the moment she understood Xuan Chi's secret thoughts, she had imagined how she would respond if he one day understood her thoughts and came to her directly to confess his feelings.
However, she didn't expect this scene to appear in this way at this time.
This is really a bit of a downer.
"Ah..." Si Ling sighed and laughed, then pondered for a moment before speaking frankly, "Xuan Chi, I'm not against your feelings. If an 'old man' like me were to dodge such a small issue, I'd have wasted all these years."
Xuan Chi's expression tightened, and then he looked a little embarrassed: "You, you know..."
Si Ling had to lower his eyelids to hide the teasing in his eyes and continued, "I don't mind staying in hell for a while longer. After all, it's already been 30,000 years. Time has no meaning to me anymore."
Before she finished speaking, she felt him tighten his grip on her hand: "Then you..."
She lowered her eyes and smiled at their clasped hands. "But the Hyun Chi I know wouldn't ask me to do that out of selfish reasons."
“Puff——”
There was a faint sound. Xuan Chi lowered his head in shock. The silver scepter in her right hand had already fiercely pierced his chest. Due to her quick movement, the silver scepter, which had just been released from her bun, did not even have time to transform into a dagger.
"You..." Xuan Chi looked at her in surprise, and the next moment he turned into a wisp of black smoke and rushed upwards.
"Don't run!" Si Ling leaped to the upper deck, twin swords materializing in her hands. Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she saw Xuan Chi coming at her with his halberd. She folded her swords, dodging the impact and dodging behind him. She swung her swords and thrust them both into his back.
"Dang——" Xuan Chi turned around and held his spear to block the attack. Suddenly, he felt a slight stinging pain, which came from the wings that he had transformed into nothingness.
At the same time, Si Ling felt a very slight vibration on her wrist. She glanced over and saw that the ink-black bracelet on her wrist was shaking lightly and quickly.
Without waiting for her to react, Xuan Chi gently pushed her forward and then put away his halberd: "Si Ling?"
Si Ling took two steps back, looked him over, and then relaxed his doubts: "Xuan Chi?"
They looked at each other, jumped up again, and on the deck, they saw the phantom who had just been dispersed by a punch and Lucifer who was chasing them from the lifeboat.
Lucifer glanced at Satan with a hint of annoyance, his tone taking on a familiar sarcasm. "I have no intention of criticizing your work methods, but do you think you should share some key experience—such as Moloch's illusion mode?"
"The illusion I encountered last time was not like this." Satan sighed with a wry smile, then realized something and looked sideways at Lucifer, "What illusion did you see?"
"It doesn't matter anymore." Lucifer abruptly turned his gaze away and looked up at the sky hanging high above the Mockingbird.
A huge vortex swirled in the thick purple sky, black smoke quickly gathered in the vortex, and the outline of a human body with an ox head appeared again.
"Principal Lucifer." Si Ling stared at the black smoke and politely suggested before he began to explain the details, "I think you should withdraw first."
"...I agree." Lucifer thought of the dense eyes and did not try to be stubborn. He turned around and ran towards the side of the ship.
"Lucifer!" Satan shouted. Lucifer turned around, and Satan threw something in his face. "This is for you!"
Lucifer subconsciously reached out to catch it, but when he looked closely he realized it was an eye patch, and his veins bulged immediately.
But he couldn't lose his temper in front of Si Ling and Xuan Chi, so he gritted his teeth and said "thank you" and jumped onto the lifeboat.
Si Ling glanced at Satan with amusement. This devil from hell who held the highest position in the Western underworld had a smile on his lips - the kind of smile that came from someone who had succeeded in a prank, which was completely different from what Si Ling had previously known about him.
She glanced at Moloch who was appearing again. He was still in the state of a black mist. Si Ling concentrated and thought, and without waiting any longer, he flew forward with the daggers tightly grasped in both hands. He stabbed with both swords several times, but seeing that there was no effect, he cast two more spells. The light of the spells passed through the black mist and did not cause any effect.
All right.
Si Ling secretly clicked his tongue.
We are not fools. Some ghosts need time to transform, but this shortcoming makes them very vulnerable to attacks during this process, so it is natural to maximize the defense value. It seems that Moloch is the same.
She observed Moloch silently, then asked Satan in a low voice, "Where is his spirit?"
Satan turned his head in confusion: "What?"
"Primordial Soul." Si Ling was surprised by Satan's confused look. "There are ghosts and gods with spiritual bodies, and even some with physical bodies... I don't know what it's called in English, but it's... uh, something that usually exists in a spherical or filamentous form inside ghosts and monsters."
Satan frowned: "Sorry, I really don't know what you are talking about."
…cultural differences?
Si Ling didn't have time to think about the reason for this difference, as the form of Moloch in front of him began to change drastically.
His facial features appeared first, his densely packed eyes reappeared, and then his limbs took shape... His fingers and toes grew and extended rapidly, each one growing into a new arm or leg, and then the fingers and toes on these arms and legs also began a new round of extension, and then arms and legs grew.
"What the..." Satan was stunned.
Everything happened too quickly. Within just two or three seconds, several rounds of growth were completed rapidly. Groups of limbs extended out like nerve networks, and then turned into unrestrained vines, forming a huge wall on both sides of Moloch's body.
Satan was very glad that Lucifer had dodged it in advance.
Because this is just too disgusting!
"Hiss...Mr. Satan." Si Ling twitched the corner of his mouth, "You didn't tell me before that this was a Ke family dish."
"I swear it wasn't this bad nine hundred years ago." Satan tried hard to hold back a smile that was extremely ugly.
In an instant, those hideous, entangled limbs suddenly moved, and strange vines attacked them head-on!
Just as Si Ling was about to fight back, the vines suddenly split into two and turned sharply in front of Si Ling at the same time.
Si Ling's dagger barely grazed the skin of the arm at the edge, and her vision went blank. She turned her head in shock, only to see the smaller of the two vines split into two and attack Satan, while the rest rushed towards Xuan Chi in an overwhelming manner, quickly surrounding him.
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