Chapter 171: The Master of the Silent Night Sea

"These Kou Tao fishmen are stupid. They will follow whoever gives them food."

A hoarse and unpleasant sound came from the broken sailboat, like the wailing of a dying insect.

But this person's tone was so relaxed, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Amberxiu ignored these Kuo-Toa fishmen and carefully observed the wrecked sailing ship. It looked like the most common three-masted sailing ship, and the bow looked like a rusty iron sculpture of a swordfish.

The hull of the sailboat had several large holes and was covered with barnacles and moss. It looked like it should not be parked on the shore but buried deep in the sea.

A half-rotten fishman holding a harpoon was sitting at the bow. The words just now should have been said by this fishman.

"Sahuagin... zombies?"

Compared with the stupid appearance of the Kuo Tao merman, this one looks much more ferocious. The head of the Kuo Tao merman looks like a catfish, while the Shahua merman has a shark head and a stronger body proportion, looking very powerful.

There was no doubt that the fishman in front of him was an undead. His chest had rotted away, and his ribs and internal organs as dirty as cotton could be seen. Half of his face was exposed, with his sharp teeth exposed.

This is a typical zombie, no, a more professional term should be used - drowned corpse.

This zombie, who has been soaking in water for years, has a special waterproof ability. Although its body looks tattered, it is actually resistant to the corrosion of seawater. Ordinary skeleton zombies will fall apart after being soaked in the sea for a few months, but drowned zombies can move freely in the sea.

If it was just a drowned corpse, Amberxiu would not be too surprised. What really surprised him was that this fishman drowned corpse was very powerful.

This is a legend, no doubt about it.

No way, could this be the mute senior?

"Excuse me, who are you?" Amberxiu greeted the Shahua fishman cautiously.

"Oh, you asked me..."

The murloc stood up from the bow. He looked at least two meters tall. The tall undead murloc said loudly to Amber, "Captain of the Second Fleet of the Silent Night Pirates, Sharp Spear Phil, sends his greetings to you, the captain's friend."

"Captain?"

Amber corrected her doubts and suddenly sensed that the Codex of the Dead had received new information.

When I opened it, it was not the Withered Rose, but a private message from the Mute: [I have sent my men out. According to the time, he should be here soon. He is a brainless fishman named Phil.]

Amberxiu looked at the fishman standing at the bow again and felt that the image of the mute senior was much taller.

She has a legendary undead as her subordinate. How powerful is this pirate leader?

After closing the Codex of the Dead, Amber said to the Spear Phil, "So you are the messenger of the senior. Mr. Phil, how did you recognize me?"

Amber Xiu doesn't look like a lich at all now, how did the fishman recognize him? Phil said in a hoarse voice: "There are very few legendary undead, it's impossible to recognize the wrong person by chance, right?"

Amber Xiu said speechlessly: "Do you think I look like a ghost?"

"What do the dead look like?" Phil said in surprise, "The dead in our sea look like all kinds of things."

Amber: ...

He really couldn't refute this statement.

"Well, please get on board. If you want these Kou Tao fishmen, I will help you take them."

Phil hit the bow of the ship with the harpoon in his hand, and a dozen transparent ghosts flew out of the broken ship and sank into the bodies of these Kou Tao fishmen. Then these stupid guys lost their minds and automatically walked towards the ghost ship.

Amber Xiu was envious in his heart. It was such a grand ceremony. People must die compared to people, and the dead must be buried compared to the dead.

Amberxiu cast a flying spell on himself and landed on the bow of the ghost ship.

The undead named Phil the Spear was very enthusiastic. He took out a bottle of "fine wine" from his collection and handed it to Amber, saying, "This is fine wine brewed from the bone marrow of mermaids and the blood of deep-sea whales. I have treasured it for two hundred years!"

"Undead, still drinking?" Amber Xiu said a little strangely.

"This is different. This is fine wine specially brewed for the dead. Have a glass and you will know."

Phil took two damp oak wine glasses and poured the bottle of inky black "good wine" into them.

"Come on, come on, it's the first time I meet the leader's friend, I, Phil, toast you a glass."

Phil picked up the glass, clinked it with his own, and then gulped it down.

Originally, wine should have flowed out of his rotten chest cavity, but this wine, as black as ink, seemed to have life and attached to his rotten body, seeping into the bones and rotten flesh bit by bit.

Amberxiu was a little embarrassed. This wine might really be good for the undead, but he had a mechanical body now. Could he absorb it?

But he couldn't refuse the kindness, so Amberxiu could only lift up his visor and pour the wine into it.

The moment the ink wine entered his body, Amber felt a strong dark aura emanating from the "wine" and began to merge with the dark magic in his body. This process made his body feel light and even made his soul feel slightly tipsy.

After a while, the feeling of being tipsy disappeared, and Amber felt that his magic power had become a little stronger.

"What a powerful wine, I actually feel like I'm drunk!"

Replenishing dark magic is not a strange thing, and many potions can do that, but this wine can make the soul slightly drunk while replenishing dark magic, which really opened Amber's eyes.

The undead should have lost most of their senses, and being drunk was a memory from many years ago for Amber Xiu.

"Of course, mermaids are mutants infected by the power of the abyss. The abyss power contained in their bone marrow is the purest. As long as it is mixed with the blood of deep-sea giant whales according to the right proportion, and a little seaweed from the Silent Night Sea is added... This is my own secret recipe. I slaughtered three mermaid tribes, and only made this one bottle, which has been stored for more than two hundred years."

"The power of the abyss... this thing is poisonous." said Amber Xiu.

Phil said nonchalantly, "It's because it's poisonous that it can make the dead drunk. Otherwise, how can anything affect our souls? Come on, drink up the wine once it's opened, otherwise it will be wasted."

Seeing Phil's nonchalant look, Amber Xiu felt a little proud.

The power of the abyss is indeed poisonous, but this amount is nothing to the legendary undead. Being able to experience the feeling of being drunk again is a rare experience for the undead.

Amber Xiu and Phil drank one glass after another, and they went from strangers to drinking buddies.

Phil said that according to the normal sailing time, they would have to wait another day and a half to arrive. But knowing that Amber was early, their leader ordered him to come at full speed.

"I abandoned the fleet and drove my Swordfish over here at full speed. Our Swordfish is the fastest ship in the Silent Night Sea, even the captain's flagship can't compare to it."

Phil, the undead, was a bit too cheerful. After drinking too much, he started to brag to Amber about how powerful he was on the sea. He robbed a kingdom caravan today and slaughtered a tribe of fishmen tomorrow. He was simply the king of the sea.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

I only knew about my own parallel legends before, but when I compared it to the legends of other races, it didn’t really feel that real.

Now that he saw the subordinates of the mute senior, Amber Xiu realized that the gap between legends was so huge.

When he was in the Alchemy City, he didn't dare to massacre the city and destroy the clan, but this Sharp Spear Phil said it as easily as if he was having a meal.

Amber also felt that the ghost ship under his feet was not simple. It contained huge power, just like Amber's magic tower, which could make the owner exert ten times or a hundred times the combat power. Moreover, this ghost ship could move around, which was much stronger than Amber's magic tower.

With such a powerful influence, this mute senior must be very rich. I wonder if he can do some business by the way.

An Boxiu took the opportunity to ask him about the mute senior.

"You're asking about the captain? Hiccup..." Phil burped and spat out two bones that looked like the finger bones of some humanoid creature. Then he picked up his harpoon and picked his teeth. Then he said to Amber Xiu: "The captain is the captain of our Silent Night Pirates. Aren't you her friend? Don't you know?"

"We had only been communicating through letters before, so we didn't really know each other's identities," Amber explained.

"Is that so? Then let me tell you something. Our Captain Aige is the master of this sea. Wherever the black sails of the Silent Night Pirates go, everyone must obediently hand over all their treasures, as well as their flesh, blood, and souls."

Phil's tone was full of pride, and it was obvious that he had great respect for his leader.

"And then?" Amber asked. Phil said curiously, "And then? What then? That's all. Our Silent Night Pirates are invincible. What else is there?"

Amber: ...

He finally understood what the dumb senior meant when he said that the fishman had no brains.

Just as he was about to ask in detail, at least to find out what type of undead this mute senior was, the sails on the boat suddenly rustled, as if the wind direction had suddenly changed.

But Amber was sure that the wind at sea had not changed at all.

Phil, who was originally shaking his head, suddenly widened his eyes. On the mast, a ghost screamed piercingly: "Captain, we are surrounded by the Sons of the Storm. They have twelve medium-sized warships, and... the flagship Tornado is also there. They are ambushing us!"

Son of the Storm?

Amber Xiu was a little nervous when he heard the name. The Kingdom of Raging Tide was the only kingdom among the nine kingdoms that was made up of many islands. This kingdom was not large in area and had a small population, but everyone was a loyal believer of the Lord of Storms. They believed in the power of thunder and storms, so they all called themselves Sons of Storms.

The Angry Tide Kingdom has only two types of relationships with other countries: hostility and mortal hatred. It is a completely crazy country.

But the sea is the home of the Lord of Storms, so even if people from other kingdoms hate the Kingdom of Raging Tides, they can't do much about them.

"Why would the Son of Storm cause trouble for us?" asked Amber.

Phil's answer was straightforward: "Because we often steal their goods."

Ah, it seems that this mute senior is not very good at communicating with humans.

Phil consoled him, "Haha, a bunch of idiots who thought I was easy to deal with since I was alone. My dear guest, please wait here for a moment. I will go and deal with these ignorant humans."

Phil grabbed the harpoon and hit the mast hard. A thick fog emerged from the rustling sail, completely covering the already dark sea.

Not long after the black fog spread, thunder exploded in the sky, causing the black fog to roll continuously.

Before the two fleets met, the magic attack had already arrived!

Phil stood at the bow, harpoon held high.

"Speed ​​up! Charge forward and show our guests what we, the Silent Night Pirates, are capable of!"

Hundreds of ghosts floated out of the ship and surrounded it like clouds. The ghost ship then turned into an arrow and rushed towards the direction where the thunder was most concentrated.

(End of this chapter)