849: Chapter 77: Ghost Canopy 849: Chapter 77: Ghost Canopy “Boom, boom, boom…”
The sound of Magic Crystal Cannons thundered through heaven and earth, with shells flying out continuously, but alas, they failed to hit their mark.
Watching the “Ghost Ship” constantly shaking and dodging the shells, Hudson was slightly taken aback.
These three ghost ships were far too agile and nothing like what the records described.
Rembering that ghost ships could evolve through slaughter, Hudson imdiately realized the severity of the problem.
The three ghost ships in front of him had obviously evolved more than once and were likely the legendary high-level ghost ships.
To determine the rank of a ghost ship, the simplest way is to look at the strength of the ghosts.
According to the human classification of ghost ships, the rank of the Ghost King aboard determines the ship’s rank.
As for the number of subordinate ghosts, there is no unified standard, ranging from dozens to over a thousand, all weaker than the Ghost King.
Without waiting for the ships to get closer, Hudson had already ascended atop the Giant Dragon.
Awakened from his slumber, Maxim responded without a word with a blast of dragon fla.
It was unclear whether it was due to the mories from their previous lives or the inherent high intelligence of the ghosts, but the sight of the dragon imdiately caused panic.
The Pirate Leader, serving as the “Ghost King,” cald his underlings while maneuvering the Ghost Ship to avoid the attacks.
But it was all in vain, for under the baptism of flas, countless ghosts turned to ashes.
Before they could rejoice, what followed shocked everyone— the dead ghosts were resurrected on the spot at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The legends were true— the ghosts aboard could co back to life!
However, Hudson was relieved to see that the Ghost Ship was not completely unscathed; one of the planks hit by Maxim now bore a large hole.
The resurrected ghosts were also weaker than before.
The important thing was that the strength of the Ghost King had also been brought to light.
An Eighth-order Ghost King—on such a level of ghost ship, even the weakest ghosts were of the Third Order.
Even the most elite navies of the continent are mostly comprised of ordinary people.
Once the ghosts infiltrate a ship, it turns into a massacre.
“Should we let these ghosts co over and ss with the Dalton Family?”
After hesitating briefly, Hudson dismissed the idea.
If he let his guard down now, the entire fleet might face annihilation.
With a multitude of ghosts entering the ships for close combat, ordinary soldiers had no power to resist.
Against such unkillable enemies, even the experts accompanying the troops couldn’t hold out for long.
The Magic Crystal Cannons could pose a threat to the ghost ships, but first, they’d have to actually hit them.
“Maxim, let’s first test the strength of these broken ships.”
As he spoke, Hudson also joined the battle.
Such an opportunity to practice was rare.
As a Fifth Order Warlock capable of casting spontaneously, he could play a role on the battlefield as strong as any Sorcerer.
No one of the sa tier could last even a single round against Hudson.
Even stronger opponents could be taken out in one fell swoop if they weren’t prepared.
Regrettably, as the Grand Army Commander, he must control the overall situation from the rear, never having the chance to show his prowess like Hudson.
If he, as Commander in Chief, needed to enter the fray himself, it would an they were at the brink of life and death.
“teor Firestorm,” “Hellfire,” “Dance of the Fire Across the Seas”…
A series of Fire Series magic fell from the sky onto the ghost ships, a true visual feast.
Uninford onlookers even thought it was Maxim losing his temper, marveling at the Giant Dragon’s power.
…
“Dragon Knight!”
“What are you all spacing out for?
Counterattack now!
Rush into their fleet and engage the enemy in close combat.
Second and Third, let’s take the experts and deal with the Dragon Knight.
Today, I will slay a dragon!”
the Ghost King roared his orders.
Almost simultaneously, three Eighth-order Ghost Kings with dozens of Sixth and Seventh-order ghosts from their ships surged toward Hudson.
Seeing this, Maxim’s face flushed with anger.
The audacity of soone threatening to “slay a dragon” right in front of him—it was an utter disregard for his presence.
For a mont, Dragon’s Language Magic flew chaotically; many ghosts eager to pick on the seemingly easier target just approaching Hudson were slapped back by suddenly appearing claws to be reborn.
Rubbing his sleepy eyes and seeing the throng of Ah Piaos in the air, Belsden grew playful.
He casually grabbed a few, imprisoning them in his claws to examine.
Like a cub that found a toy, he did not continue attacking but instead said, “Hudson, these guys are so much fun, light as a feather with almost no weight.
How about we capture them and keep them as pets?
We could even charge admission for people to co and see them during peaceti; that should bring in a good profit.”
Childish innocence truly made a difference.
Only Belsden would dare to consider keeping ghost ships as pets.
But for so reason, Hudson suddenly felt like this proposal was worth a try.
If they could really control these three Ghost Ships, they wouldn’t have to sail the high seas, but at the very least, they could let their enemies taste defeat upon encountering a mariti threat.
“Then let’s try it, see if we can sign a slave contract with these ghosts.
If we can enslave them, we’ll keep them for now.”
Listening to the discussion between the man and bear, Maxim rolled his eyes in the midst of battle, yet he didn’t speak out against it.
Essentially, he wasn’t a dragon who played by the rules, and he too had a considerable interest in enslaving the ghost ships.
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