Chapter 130: 129 Come On!

The giant ship slowly approached; in the mist at this moment, apart from the sound of crashing waves, all was silent.

"This time... what is it again?" the pirate first mate asked weakly.

Gerhard, captain of the Wind Feather, merely shook his head, indicating he did not know either.

Dylan asked in confusion, "Could this not be a fleet of ships from the archipelago, lost just like us?"

"How is that possible? The archipelago has no ships this large; we have never seen this style before, and moreover... it has not a single light upon it..."

While the pirate first mate spoke, he secretly glanced a few more times at Dylan, whose mimicry had vanished—a green demon race, though now was not the time to speak of such things.

Only after he said this did Dylan notice that indeed it was so.

Although magic crystal lamps were not cheap, they were essential items for ships; previously, the Wind Feather had four of them.

And this vessel was so massive, its decoration so magnificent, that even equipping it with a large magic crystal lamp would be reasonable, yet now, gazing upon it, not a single glimmer of light appeared behind the thick mist.

Moreover, it was far too quiet.

A ship this large would require at least over a hundred people to operate; even with the distance between them now, it should not be as silent as it is at present.

The few exchanged glances, all feeling strange.

Meanwhile, Lin Jun wondered, does this world have no legends regarding ghost ships?

The scout was now repeatedly using 【Sound Wave Detection lv6】, but indeed not a single living creature could be found on that ship; if it is not a ghost ship, then what is it?

Could it be that kind where everyone who has seen it is dead, so no rumors have spread out?

The giant ship slowly approached and finally stopped not far away, with the Blood Shark positioned between it and the Wind Feather.

Even though it did not touch the Wind Feather, and even though everyone already knew this ship was extremely huge, when the ship's side hull lay across before them like a city wall, everyone still clearly felt that oppression coming from the giant object.

"What is it preparing to do?"

A sound finally came from the giant ship, but it was not human voices; rather, it was the boom of heavy objects moving.

And not just one, but many!?

Under everyone's gaze, rows of square panels on the giant ship were pushed open one by one, and black cannon barrels slowly extended from within...

Cannons!?

This makes no sense!

This world does not even have muskets; where did the cannons come from?

Moreover, the so-called ghost ship should be technologically backward, merely possessing the advantage of being undying and indestructible, right?

How is it that your technology is even higher than the locals'? Is this reasonable?

Without any reaction time, the sounds of dozens of cannons overlapped, deafening; the scout, who possessed 【Sound Wave Detection】, felt his entire mushroom go numb from the shock.

Fortunately, the Wind Feather was not the target of this round of attacks.

The Blood Shark was the one that suffered.

Under the baptism of the giant cannons, the hull was torn apart as easily as a fragile toy; even the masts were smashed into several sections.

By the time Dylan ran to the ship's edge to check, he could only see the wreckage of the Blood Shark slowly sinking.

Regardless of how many pirates survived on board before, now they were probably all gone...

And now, all the cannons had retracted; whether they were reloading was unknown.

Magic power suddenly gathered at the wreckage of the Blood Shark; the water surface exploded, and a bedraggled figure flew out—it was that mage!

This was also the first time Lin Jun directly saw this mage who displayed such power, yet pulling up the panel left Lin Jun deeply puzzled.

It was not that he was too strong or possessed anything special; what puzzled Lin Jun was why this mage would be a Gold-rank with such an ordinary panel.

Merely level 43, his skills were also those of an ordinary dual-element wind-and-fire mage, and his attributes showed nothing extraordinary; how did he cast such powerful spells?

The answer was thrown before Lin Jun's eyes in an instant—because of the mist!

Although the mage looked bedraggled, his condition appeared far better than that of the three people on the Wind Feather.

Having been suddenly bombarded, he obviously did not intend to swallow his anger in silence; the dense magic power in the mist was mobilized by him, gathering upon the staff in his hand that shimmered with brilliant light.

Sixth-tier magic—Great Storm!

Lin Jun had seen this magic before; the Gold-rank mage in the Vampire Viscount's squad had used it inside the Yellow Book Happy House.

But the Great Storm back then was in no way comparable to the one before his eyes now.

The high magic power concentration environment greatly enhanced the spell's power, forcing this Gold-rank mage to strike with Diamond-rank effects.

Countless wind blades, huge as guillotine blades, whistled out; any single one could easily cut the Shi Zhu created by Puji in half at the waist.

All these wind blades spun and struck the giant ship; in an instant, wood chips flew everywhere, revealing three decks inside the giant ship.

Inside were cannons, cannonballs, gunpowder barrels, various miscellaneous items, but not a single living creature.

The mage clearly paused for a moment; he might still have thought he was being attacked by living people.

While the mage looked at the breached deck, three ballistae launching grappling hooks protruded from the bow of the giant ship.

"Watch out above!" Dylan shouted loudly in warning.

However, it was too late. The mage, caught by surprise, tried to dodge in mid-air, yet was still pierced through the body by a grappling hook, falling straight down into the sea.

A rope was attached behind the grappling hook; as the rope was retracted, the mage's lifeless corpse was also pulled up from the sea, finally getting stuck in front of that ballista.

Worse still, in an instant, without any warning, the giant ship returned to its original state.

All traces of destruction caused by the Great Storm vanished, as if they had never happened.

If it were not for the mage's corpse still stuck on the ballista, the few would have suspected they were experiencing hallucinations.

Lin Jun also felt unable to understand; if broken wood chips flew back to fill the gaps and restore the ship, one could interpret it as some kind of time reversal, but what is this instantaneous restoration without any magic power fluctuation?

Isn't that a bit too shameless?

Unfortunately, this world has no customer service, so one cannot file a complaint about the giant ship cheating.

The square panels on the hull were pushed open again; this time, the cannon barrels were aimed at the Wind Feather...

Despair.

"You guy, how did you survive back then?" Knowing there was no chance of survival, the pirate first mate couldn't help but complain.

"Back then, there were only water ghosts..." After the captain of the Wind Feather said this, he closed his eyes and waited to die.

Both of them were Severely Wounded and didn't even have the strength to move.

In terms of stamina, Dylan was no better off.

"Dylan, I'll build you a cenotaph in the mushroom garden.

By the way, do you have any last words?

Like telling Bella, 'Daddy loves you' or something?"

"After I die, when will the boss see Bella and voluntarily jump out to say these things to her?"

Lin Jun thought for a moment, "He won't."

Dylan wore an expression of "I knew it."

"Then I'll struggle a bit more..."

Amidst the roar of the cannons, Dylan pulled the Scout out over the ship's edge and leaped down!

The Wind Feather was a size larger than the Blood Shark, but this difference meant nothing in front of dozens of cannons.

After one round of cannon fire, the Wind Feather also turned into a pile of wreckage floating on the water, with no sign of any living person.

After a brief pause, the giant ship started moving again and disappeared into the thick fog.

Splash—

A mushroom cap surfaced.

The mushroom cap bobbed up and down, quickly moving to the side of the Wind Feather's wreckage.

A tentacle coiled around a larger piece of wreckage, and the Scout dragged the waterlogged, unconscious Dylan up with brute force.

The Scout plopped down beside Dylan and stomped fiercely on his bulging belly!

With a Strength stat of 52, he quickly stomped Dylan into vomiting seawater wildly.

The wreckage didn't seem to be sinking anytime soon, so the Scout swam around nearby and finally found a relatively intact small boat within the Blood Shark's wreckage.

Rowing to the wreckage, dragging Dylan onto the boat, Lin Jun felt exhausted after just one trip.

It wasn't physical exhaustion, but mental exhaustion.

He completely couldn't figure out this fog: first water ghosts without a panel, then a giant ship with cannons, and finally this bizarre recovery.

What exactly is going on in this world?

The Scout didn't even row; since he didn't know which way to row anyway, he just let it drift with the current.

If water ghosts or a giant ship appeared again right now, it would truly be heaven wanting to destroy Dylan, and Lin Jun would have no way to help.

Fortunately, that didn't happen.

Just like that, they drifted for a long time until the mist gradually thinned, and even in the distance, a wisp of faint light appeared—the morning sun.

Just as the small boat was about to completely leave the fog, a crisp voice suddenly reached the Fungus Network through the Scout.

"Keep going!"

(End of this chapter)