Chapter 487 Queen Anne's Revenge
It turns out that the narrow rooms and wooden corridors just now were all part of this ship?
Angel looked around. This "ghost ship of the spirit world" which was nearly a hundred meters long and at least two or three levels larger than the "Blue Avenger" was now empty. The cables and cannons on the deck were placed randomly, like an abandoned and stranded ship.
From her angle, she could only see the masts, deck superstructures painted pure black, and the black sails without any markings. She guessed that the entire ship was the same color, suspended in the spirit world, like the vehicle of the god of death.
"Is this a ghost ship that can sail in the spirit world?"
Looking at Anne who was standing quietly beside him, Angel asked.
"Yes, it is a ghost ship built by the Trunsost Empire in the Fourth Epoch. It has a history of two thousand years."
Two thousand years... As long as the history of the "Blue Avenger", only a ghost ship can achieve this. Ordinary ships would have decayed and been damaged if they had only lived one-tenth of that time.
"Since the ship's hull in reality has been destroyed, it currently exists only in the spirit world. However, I'm sure you can sense that the ship is still 'alive'."
Gently stroking the main mast in the middle, inexplicable emotions flashed in Anne's golden eyes.
"The ship's hull was destroyed... Are you referring to the ship that ran aground near the island a few days ago? Was it the one destroyed by Vice Admiral Dusk?"
Angel immediately recalled the debris at the bottom of the cliff.
"Heh, 'Vice Admiral Dusk', now you've got a few junky ships and aren't even high-sequence, and you think you can call yourself a general?"
After a few sharp comments of disdain, Annie nodded and replied:
"Yes, they destroyed the part of the ship that existed in reality, but this level of attack would not damage the ghost ship. If necessary, it will be able to recover within a few days."
Recovering after being attacked, this is very similar to what happened when I attacked Anne with the "Disaster" spell just now... Angel thought, his eyes swept across the surrounding "ghost ships" and stopped on Anne.
"So, you actually want me to use the 'Disaster' spell to destroy this ghost ship?"
"To be precise, it's its true form in the spirit world. Coincidentally, that 'Vice Admiral Twilight' destroyed its physical form. As long as we take out this one right here, it will be completely 'dead'."
I'm afraid this is a bit of a waste of resources. This is a ghost ship with a history of more than 2,000 years, and it is much larger than the "Blue Avenger" that I have my eyes on!
Angel wanted to say, "Give me the ship you don't want," but considering the other party's identity as a High-Sequence Beyonder, she finally held back. She took out the last "Disaster" from her pocket, pinched it between her fingers, and looked at Anne, who was looking expectant.
"After using the spell just now, my spiritual power has not yet recovered. I need to wait for a while. Why don't you tell me more about the history of this ghost ship?"
At this moment, she was extremely looking forward to Mr. Azik coming down from the sky and taking her away from the spirit world. Of course, it would be even better if he could take the ghost ship away at the same time.
So try to delay as much as possible!
Anne seemed to feel very "safe" in the spirit world, so she didn't refuse Angel's request, which was obviously to delay time. She walked barefoot on the rough deck, came to the side of the ship, and looked down at the endless spirit world mist.
Angel followed behind her, hesitating several times whether to press "Disaster" on the "Arbitrator" who looked a bit like a girl from behind, and try again to see if he could kill her, but he did not take action.
This kind of suicidal thing only needed to be done once. Besides, Klein had most likely been "exiled" far away, so she didn't need to attract his attention in this way.
"It was built two thousand years ago in the Trunsoste Empire. Back then, the flagships of every imperial fleet were what are now called 'ghost ships.' Some boasted incredible firepower, even demigods had to avoid them. Some could withstand the attacks of entire fleets without being destroyed. Some could cross the battlefield in an instant and appear behind the enemy's weakest lines..."
Anne said softly, retracting her gaze from outside.
"As a 'ghost ship' capable of traveling through the spirit world, it was deployed in separate formations to attack enemy supply lines and harass ports, performing countless military feats for the Tudor-Trensost United Empire."
The United Empire... weren't Tudor and Trunsoest the Northern Continental Empires of different eras? They existed at the same time, even ruling together?
Angel raised his eyebrows, noted the word, and did not interrupt the other person's narration.
"Until after the War of the Four Emperors, when the Night Emperor fell, the four great nobles of the Empire—Augustus, Castilla, Einhorn, and Soren—divided the Empire's legacy and founded the nations of the Fifth Epoch. This ghost ship also changed flags several times among them, continuing to exist as a warship.
"Finally, after a war, it was nearly destroyed, losing its captain and all crew members, and drifted to the depths of the Raging Sea. That is until the outside world ended the Fourth Epoch and entered the Fifth Epoch, when war ended and peace descended."
If I hadn't been studying the history of the Quaternary Period recently, I really wouldn't be able to keep up with all this content... Angel listened to Anne's narration with some difficulty, trying hard to remember the key parts.
"Has it been stranded here ever since then, until today?"
Although the ghost ship could repair itself and prevent it from rotting in the sea, a ship stranded on an isolated island for thousands of years was still beyond Angel's imagination.
"No, Emperor Roselle discovered it over a hundred years ago."
Anne shook her head, and the black hair fluttered behind her head, making her serious face look a little cute.
"The ghost ship, having returned to the civilized world, became the flagship of an expedition fleet, exploring a safe route through the mysterious and turbulent sea, ushering in the colonial era of the southern continent. It even engaged in several large-scale naval battles with other nations there, almost recreating its splendor from the Fourth Epoch.
"Until... in the later years of the Emperor's life, he personally expelled it from Intis' fleet system and ordered it, now empty, to return to the depths of the sea and hide itself. It was not allowed to sink until he 'returned'.
"So, this ancient ghost ship sailed alone near the Raging Sea, avoiding the increasingly dense shipping lanes and the increasing number of ships, and even hid directly in the spirit world until now."
At this point, a trace of sadness welled up in Anne's golden eyes, as if she was feeling sad for the fate of the ghost ship beneath her feet that had gone through several dynasties and was finally left alone.
"So, what is the name of this ghost ship?"
Angel took over the conversation and asked back, but she already had a guess in her heart.
"In different eras, it has had many names: Balancer, Imperial Glory, Black Death..."
As she spoke, Anne walked back to the center of the deck with her spotless bare feet, opened her arms, lifted her skirt and saluted Angel as if introducing herself.
"But one hundred and fifty-six years ago, in the name of His Majesty Russell Gustav, it was designated as the flagship of the Intis Empire Expeditionary Force's guerrilla fleet and named the Queen Anne's Revenge."
really……
Looking at the inky black sails and Anne with her black hair flying below, Angel confirmed his guess.
This "arbitrator," this young woman who calls herself Anne, this mysterious person who died instantly from the "disaster" but was instantly resurrected...
It is the "ghost ship" itself.
"So, you are this ship?"
Angel confirmed cautiously.
The excitement of introducing herself faded, and Anne, in her pale yellow dress and bare feet, regained her composure. She nodded and replied:
"Yes, I am the consciousness of the Queen Anne's Revenge itself, not some living Beyonder. Of course, near the location of this ghost ship in the spiritual world, the real me can also use its Beyonder abilities. These are provided by the Beyonder characteristics of the Arbiter, which are specially crafted and sealed within the hull, becoming the source of the ghost ship's power.
"My mind also holds all the memories of this ship since its construction... I remember the Tudor-Trensost United Empire's immense, invincible fleet that practically covered the ocean. I remember the massive naval battle that erupted in the Time Sea during the War of the Four Emperors, a naval battle the Fifth Epoch could never have imagined. I remember the hull numbers of all the ghost ships that sank during the Pale Scourge, and the lamentations and sorrow at their deaths. I remember the millennia of wandering among countless pirates, changing hands numerous times, being traded and plundered... and the joy of being discovered by Emperor Roselle, renamed, and returning to civilized society."
At some point, the girl in front of Angel's eyes had turned slightly red, and a tear from her golden eyes ran down her beautiful cheek. Before it fell on the deck, it disappeared into the void.
Girl - perhaps it was not right to call her that, but at this moment, this woman who was over two thousand years old and possessed powerful extraordinary powers looked like a girl who was confused about her fate in Angel's eyes.
"But now, I just want to end this eternal life. Under Russell's orders, the Queen Anne's Revenge cannot end itself, nor is it allowed to actively seek out dangerous situations and seek death. Until recently, I found a way to bypass the restrictions..."
After calming down a little, Anne continued.
"You mean like this now?" Angel asked back.
"Yes, this is what I have said many times before. Please attack me and this 'Queen Anne's Revenge' with all your might."
Leaning against a massive mast that was over two thousand years old, painted the black color revered by the United Empire, and still looked as shiny as new, the girl, who had assumed the identity of "Annie," bypassed the orders of her former captain, Emperor Roselle, and sought help from Angel. She stretched out her right hand, her fair arm looking somewhat forlorn in the glow of the spirit world.
"Please, kill me, kill this ghost ship whose heart has left the past and no longer wants to sail."
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