Chapter 209: Ghost Ship

The sailing ship "Roselle" plunged into the vast ocean, heading toward the dangerous and treacherous Mist Sea.

Because the shipping routes between the North and South Continents are clear, few people venture into this Mist Sea; it is the base camp for pirates.

As for the legendary Abyss, it is even further away than the Mist Sea, and one must cross this dangerous stretch of ocean to reach it.

"Will we encounter the legendary ghost ship?"

Roselle and the others were chatting idly about the ghost ships that circulate among the pirates of the Mist Sea.

"Sigh, it's been a long time since any lucky pirates came by."

"Save it. Last time we wiped out a ship of pirates, our fierce reputation spread; no more pirates will dare to come and Provoke us. It's actually quite peaceful."

"Captain!" Suddenly, a panicked shout came from the other side of the ship.

Roselle and the others instantly entered combat mode and arrived at the other side of the ship, gazing at a giant vessel gradually approaching them from afar.

"This is..." Roselle and the others were all stunned.

"This is the ghost ship you've been longing for."

Chumen and Bethel also walked out from their respective rooms, looking at the gradually approaching giant vessel with some surprise.

He really didn't attract this over.

Back then, after he finished off the "Night Emperor" Trensost, he only took the Brass Book; he did not take those three portions of Sequence 1.

Of those three portions of Sequence 1, one likely fell into the hands of the Trensost family, and it should be on this ship right now.

"Is it a ghost ship of the Trensost Empire?!" Roselle's expression was somewhat grave; after the last lesson, he was indeed much more cautious.

Now, facing the ghost ship, his first thought was whether there was some kind of trap.

"Approach it." Chumen narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to say to Roselle.

"... Alright!" With a big shot backing him, Roselle's back straightened instantly.

Since the last time, Roselle already knew that even if Chumen wasn't an Angel now, he wasn't far off, and there was also the unfathomable Mr. Abraham.

Roselle slowed the ship's speed to let the ghost ship gradually approach, and strangely, the giant ghost ship stopped at a relatively dangerous distance, the two sides facing each other across the sea.

This ghost ship was at least three times larger than their own, like a fortress on the sea.

"There seem to be people on board, should we go over?" Roselle asked after confirming.

"You come with me." Chumen glanced at the ghost ship, preparing to take Bethel and Roselle aboard.

"Gelin, guard our ship well!" Roselle distributed some Magical Items from his hands to the knights under his command, and he himself directly Shanjian onto the giant ghost ship with Chumen and Bethel.

"This is too big, right!?" Only after arriving on the deck did Roselle discover that the Space here seemed to have expanded dozens of times; it was magnificent and antique.

This wasn't a ship at all; it was simply a palace on the sea!

"Welcome, honored guests, to the ship!" A beautiful maid walked over and bowed gently to Chumen and the others.

This beautiful maid wore a classical maid's long dress; her skin was fair and her face was delicate, like a blooming lily.

You can doubt the combat power of the Trensost Empire's army, but you cannot doubt the beauty of the ladies in its country.

It seems that because of their Empress, the beauty of the ladies of the Trensost Empire was generally a cut above that of the Solomon Empire back then.

"Hiss! So beautiful!" Roselle's eyes were fixed.

At this moment, Chumen's expression was slightly distorted.

Even the somewhat pedantic Bethel was frowning, feeling a bit resistant.

"Thank you for the compliment, sir." The maid glanced at Roselle, her smile bright and charming.

"Stop grinning like a fool!" Chumen patted Roselle on the shoulder, bringing him back to his senses.

"Honored guests, please follow me." The maid led the way, guiding the three of them into this palace on the sea.

"What is the principle behind this?" Roselle came to his senses and examined this palace on the sea, attempting to analyze it with his own knowledge.

"Because of the Rule." Chumen was very familiar with this kind of power.

"Rule? The Rule of the Trensost Empire?" Roselle thought of the records regarding the Trensost Empire.

Most of the records of that empire buried in history had been covered up, but the remaining things were enough to prove that it was a country that placed extreme importance on laws and regulations.

"The 'Arbiter' Pathway?"

Led by the maid, the three arrived at the deepest level of the palace; they had seen dozens of maids along the way!

"This is really a damn palace!" Roselle was truly envious.

Soon they arrived at the deepest palace; it didn't feel like being on the sea at all, and to Roselle, it felt more like arriving at the imperial palace of the Solomon Empire.

"Welcome to my palace." A playful, lazy voice echoed in this palace.

The palace gates slowly opened, and more than twenty male and female servants stood solemnly on both sides, welcoming the three of them.

And on the highest throne sat a young man wearing a classical mage's robe and a Pointed Soft Hat.

This man's gaze swept over Chumen and Bethel and landed on Roselle.

"Ah! How interesting!" He adjusted the Monocle on his eye, seemingly very interested in something on Roselle, and a gleam of light from the Monocle flashed into Roselle's eyes.

Roselle subconsciously took half a step back, feeling a terrifying power acting upon his soul.

And in the next moment, all the servants in this palace looked at Roselle.

At the same time, including the beautiful maid who had just guided Roselle and the others into the palace, they all took out identical crystal Monocles from their pockets and put them on their right eyes simultaneously.

They looked at Roselle at the same time, their lips curling into similar arcs, their eyes flashing with similar light, and then they spoke in unison, in different voices, saying the same sentence:

"Ah! How interesting!"

All the voices converged into a wave of sound, battering Roselle's sanity.

At this moment, the terror in Roselle's heart reached its peak instantly, and a chill enveloped his body, causing his body to freeze and even his thoughts to stop turning.

"Sigh, stop messing around!"

Chumen lightly patted Roselle's shoulder, dispelling that terrifying pressure; that was the pressure caused by Amon relying on his own status, which was too terrifying for Roselle, who also possessed "Marauder" abilities.

"This..." Roselle woke up as if from a dream; with the terror and panic dispelled, he regained his sense of self.

"Everyone is the same person?" His tone was strained.

"Yes, they have all been subjected to Parasitism."

"Parasite"?

Roselle recalled this name; he was very familiar with it, a Demigod of the Marauder Pathway.

He had even done some preparation, imagining what kind of abilities he would choose from a "Parasite" after becoming a Demigod himself.

And at this moment, the ability of "Parasitism" displayed its most terrifying side before him.