Chapter 370: Nine Deaths, One Life

The morning sun rose from the sea.

A battered, dilapidated large ship, carrying everyone, hoisted its sails and headed toward the distant ocean.

The hull was as black as ink, resembling a giant monster that had crawled out of a grave.

Even every bulging sail was pitch-black and tattered.

On the high mast, a flag painted with a scarlet skull fluttered in the wind, displaying from afar the terrifying identity of this ship that made all merchants tremble with fear.

On the deck, an elderly man with red hair was slightly tilting his head, gazing at the distant sky with eyes that had seen the vicissitudes of life.

"There will be rain tonight, but don't worry, it won't be too heavy..."

After a long while, he muttered, the expression on his face as calm and profound as ever.

"Boom—"

Not long after dark, the night sky flashed with thick streaks of lightning.

Before long, a fierce gale and torrential rain struck.

The waves surged in layers, like eerie mountain peaks rising and falling, roaring as they lunged at the ship, leaping over the railings, jumping onto the deck, back and forth, tireless.

The dilapidated ship, like a leaf in a hurricane, stumbled and swayed in the violent wind and giant waves, unable to distinguish direction.

The people in the cabins were dizzy and nauseated from the tossing.

Meng Yang, who had been full of cold arrogance and disdain for the ocean when boarding, was now vomiting uncontrollably.

The complexions of the others were not looking good either.

The power of nature was far beyond what those visible, tangible enemies on land could compare to.

The lightning made one's heart palpitate, and the thunder made one tremble.

The roaring storm and the violently rolling giant waves made one's heart beat so hard they couldn't breathe, as if their throat had been gripped by a terrifying force.

The crew members, who had seen big scenes before, remained calm.

Luo Zijun had already returned to his room early.

Shui Wu naturally stayed with him.

The two had originally been talking in the room, but at this moment, they had no choice but to hold onto each other, rolling back and forth.

"Will this broken ship fall apart?"

Luo Zijun was very worried.

They had only been at sea for one day and hadn't even approached the waters of the Nine Islands Kingdom, yet there was such a massive storm; he highly doubted whether this ship could successfully cross that sea area, which was said to be very terrifying.

Shui Wu wrapped herself tightly around him and said, "Father said the Red Skull Ship is the sturdiest ship in the world."

"Sigh, I hope so."

Who knew that just as he finished speaking, a crew member's roar suddenly came from outside: "Go notify the Captain, the bottom of the ship is leaking!"

On the deck outside, in the nearby corridors, and on the stairs leading to the bottom of the ship, chaotic footsteps rang out.

"It's fine, it'll be fine once it's patched."

Shui Wu whispered comfortingly, looking very composed.

The storm lasted all night.

The next day.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the sky cleared.

The morning sun rose slowly from the distant sea level, and the violently rolling giant waves had also vanished.

Last night's storm seemed like nothing more than a dream.

The dilapidated ship was still sailing steadily on the sea, and on the pitch-black hull, there seemed to be no traces of the wind and waves it had endured.

The leak at the bottom of the ship had also been patched long ago.

This finally gave Wang Qiangzhuang and his group confidence in this large ship.

On the night three days later, the storm struck again.

But having had the first experience, everyone was much calmer this time.

Looking at the battered, dilapidated ship, hard as steel, it continued to sail steadily after passing through two storms.

Another ten days passed.

On this day, even though it was daytime, the sky ahead was abnormally dark, and the sea area it created was also gloomy and terrifying.

The sky and sea on both sides seemed like two worlds, one black and one white.

It looked extremely eerie.

And this large ship, sailing in the daylight, was carrying everyone, riding the wind and breaking the waves, heading into the darkness ahead.

"It seems that ahead is the sea area known as the Dark World."

"Everyone, we are about to officially enter the waters of the Nine Islands Kingdom!"

At this moment, the expressions on the faces of the crew members, who had been extremely calm the whole way, finally became grave.

Red Bird also came to the deck, gazing toward the darkness ahead.

The ship did not stop; it hoisted its sails and sailed bravely into that dark world.

In an instant, night descended!

The boundless night instantly swallowed everyone's vision.

"Zzz—"

A bolt of lightning suddenly lit up the pitch-black sky.

The originally calm seawater seemed to be suddenly startled, immediately beginning to shake, layer upon layer.

The waves began to accumulate.