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Chapter 433 The Desperate Captain

The seawater poured down, but it was blocked by Yang Jian's ghost domain.

At the same time, Li Leping's thick smoke and ghostly domain obscured the positions of the twelve captains.

"Don't let them see us. There was already a supernatural attack earlier," Li Leping said.

Amidst the churning blood, the massive ghost ship creaked and groaned as it began to roll forward.

They pushed the lake water away little by little and moved closer to the shore.

He Yin'er was already feeling immense pressure. If it weren't for the ghost blood added to the Ghost Lake, which unexpectedly enhanced the lake's supernatural power, she wouldn't have been able to hold on any longer.

"His decision to confront us head-on is incredibly irrational," Cao Yang frowned.

Their original plan was to use a series of methods to prevent the ghost ship from docking.

This put pressure on the captain, thus delaying the landing and buying time for the emperor to organize reinforcements.

But to everyone's surprise, the captain wasn't having any of it and was determined to go all in and play hardball.

Lu Zhiwen, his face pale, said, "Don't forget, he's a ghost."

"Ghosts sometimes don't weigh the pros and cons like humans do."

"Alright, it seems like this is a must." Shen Lin shook his head.

For someone like him, who can survive in other people's memories, confronting a vengeful ghost head-on is a choice made only when absolutely necessary.

Moreover, the number of opponents is countless.

Once the battle begins, there's no way to discern any patterns in the killings; all that's left is a pure, supernatural clash.

If you can endure it, you live; if you can't, you die. It's that simple.

If there are a few vengeful ghosts that can alter memories, he will be in serious trouble.

Now all twelve captains who could inject the evolution potion have done so, especially Li Leping and He Yin'er, who have become much stronger after mastering the new fierce ghost state.

However, some captains still fall short compared to their counterparts in the original novel's national war.

Yang Jian, in particular, can now only be described as a half-outlier, and without a woodcutter's knife and coffin nails, his strength has been greatly reduced.

However, because Zhuang Boshi's runes solidified his three souls, he was able to unconditionally open the six layers of the Ghost Realm, making him one of the strongest Ghost Realm members among these captains.

Of course, Yang Jian's combat strength at this moment was really lacking, so he could only serve as a support in the rear.

The fog was broken, and the anchor at the bow rusted blackly in the moonlight. The captain's worn-out boots had barely grazed the edge of the deck when he slid into the sea of ​​blood as if stepping on transparent ice.

His shoes kept a half-inch distance between the soles of his shoes and the water's surface, and with each step he took, spiderweb-like ripples spread across the water.

Then, the sea of ​​blood began to boil beneath his feet.

Thick waves of blood bubbled like boiling mud, first releasing several strings of white foam, and then entire corpses burst out of the water.

These corpses were all vengeful ghosts from Ghost Lake, but now they were like puppets being pulled by an invisible fishing line, lunging straight at the captain.

This is the first wave of attacks; Ghost Lake's Ghost Blood is going to drag the captain overboard!
However, seven steps away from the captain, all the corpses suddenly fell into the sea of ​​blood like puppets whose strings had been cut.

As they sank, their cervical vertebrae made a sickening cracking sound, and their heads twisted 180 degrees, their eye sockets still facing the direction where the captain was standing on the port.

"not good!"

He Yin'er's expression changed drastically: "The captain is vying for my control of Ghost Lake!"

Beneath the captain's feet, a sea of ​​blood surged, waves crashing against the shore as if countless monsters were struggling beneath the surface.

Yang Jian's ghostly eyes swept across the sea of ​​blood, and he saw that the captain had turned countless vengeful ghosts against him, and they were moving towards the shore.

Meanwhile, some uncontrolled vengeful spirits within the Ghost Lake began to entangle with those other vengeful spirits.

At the same time, dark figures tumbled off the ghost ship and stood on the water as coldly as the captain.

The sound of water crashing into the sea was incessant.

Soon, countless vengeful ghosts appeared behind the captain.

Even with the isolation of several ghostly realms, the captains felt a chill rising from their tailbone.

Wang Chaling's legs were about to give way.

Ye Zhen, who had been all smiles, now looked serious.

Even Zhang Xianguang's palms were sweating, something he hadn't done in a long time.

The ghost ship was far more terrifying than I had imagined.

clatter! clatter! clatter!
Under the deathly silence of the night, the chaotic footsteps suddenly rang out, as if they did not come from the real world, but rather from some dark, resentful, and dusty corner, carrying a chilling aura.

One step, another step.

The footsteps grew increasingly orderly, gradually evolving from initial chaos into a chilling rhythm.

Each blow struck the captains' hearts heavily, making it hard to breathe.

"careful!"

Li Leping's expression changed, and he suddenly waved his hand.

In an instant, the chilling, chaotic footsteps seemed to be covered by a giant, invisible hand, vanishing without a trace, leaving only an eerie silence.

But this silence was even more terrifying than the footsteps from before, as if something far more horrifying was creeping closer in the darkness.

"Everyone, be careful."

Li Leping said seriously, "These footsteps are also a pattern of murder!"

He used the special mechanisms of the Forgotten Ghost and the Borrowed Ghost to forcibly borrow the eerie footsteps.

Although the footsteps disappeared, the surging ghosts, like a tide, did not stop their march towards the shore.

The sea of ​​blood continued to churn wildly, the surging waves of blood resembling ferocious monsters, but none of this could stop the captain's advance.

One after another, fierce ghosts accompanied them. With each step they took forward, a series of footprints oozing black blood appeared on the sea of ​​blood.

The black blood seemed to be alive, writhing and spreading on the surface of the sea of ​​blood, emitting a pungent, fishy smell.

As the vengeful spirits continued to tread over it, the once turbulent sea of ​​blood was forcibly calmed down, as if the sea of ​​blood itself had succumbed to this terrifying power.

Strangely, even more vengeful spirits beneath the water were affected, as if their instincts were awakened by some powerful force, and they all rushed back towards the shore.

He Yin'er's face was pale. She was essentially the source ghost of Ghost Lake, capable of partially influencing the vengeful ghosts that had sunk in the lake.

But now it feels like they've shot themselves in the foot. There were already many ghosts on the Ghost Ship, and now some of the ghosts in Ghost Lake have been turned against them.

In this way, He Yin'er had no choice but to transport all the vengeful spirits here, along with the ghost lakes from various places.

This is equivalent to a major flood upstream.

Downstream, the dikes were continuously raised, causing the water level to rise.

It has fallen into a vicious cycle.

Once the "dam" of the Blood Sea collapses, the original tide of vengeful ghosts will become even more ferocious.

With each step the captain took, the seawater beneath his feet seemed to be struck hard by an invisible hammer, producing a dull sound.

Under the suppression of the ghostly domain of countless vengeful spirits, the originally surging blood waves of the Blood Sea now seemed to have encountered a natural enemy and kept retreating.

The crimson seawater collided with each other, making a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound, making the blood sea even more chaotic.

At the same time, the fog, like a swarm of hungry ghosts, was surging toward the shore from all directions.

The fog had an eerie bluish-black hue, with faint glimmers of eerie green light, as if countless eyes were peering into the darkness.

"bring it on."

One by one, Zhang Xianguang walked out of the building behind them.

He raised his old, large sword and brought it down with a single, sharp stroke.

A knife wound appeared on the captain's body, hundreds of meters away, from which black blood flowed but quickly disappeared.

The captain's cold gaze fell on Zhang Xianguang.

"As expected of a vengeful ghost with intelligence." Zhang Xianguang sneered.

"Stop being picky, let's all go at it together."

In an instant, the captains also jumped into the sea of ​​blood, floating on its surface, with various supernatural attacks spreading across the sea.

Twelve Captains vs. the Last King!
Human elites versus the king of vengeful spirits!

The fight began.

In just a moment, the stand-in dolls of the three captains were destroyed.

In another instant, Yang Jian's proud Ghost Domain was torn apart like a fragile sheet of paper by the terrifying power of the army of vengeful ghosts.

Liu San's dozen or so paper doll clones, like broken butterflies, fell into the sea one after another.

Shen Lin died three times in this fierce battle, each death accompanied by a shrill scream. When he returned to his teammates' memories for the fourth time, his eyes revealed an emptiness and bewilderment that was not human.

Zhang Jun suppressed twelve fierce ghosts in an instant, but then one of them crawled out of his internal organs. Zhang Jun roared and hugged the fierce ghost as he fell into the sea of ​​blood.

Li Leping gritted his teeth and persevered, using his terrifying power to control six vengeful spirits to suppress dozens of other vengeful spirits in an instant.

However, more vengeful spirits swarmed in like hungry vultures, instantly engulfing him. All that could be heard was his painful roar amidst the horde of spirits.

Ye Zhen, relying on the scapegoat, rampaged through the horde of vengeful ghosts, like a demon emerging from hell.

It seemed unstoppable, but more than a dozen lives were lost in a short period of time.

Many of the captain's ghost army were suppressed by the captain and sank into the Ghost Lake.

What's truly despairing is that endless streams of vengeful ghosts are leaping out of the ghost ship, their numbers seemingly inexhaustible, like an unstoppable dark torrent surging towards the captains.

Like the great flood that wiped out the world in the Old Testament of the Bible.

"Damn it!"

Cao Yang kept retreating.

He was sweating profusely; his own suppressing ghost technique couldn't subdue more than a few ghosts. Any one of the fierce ghosts opposite him was at least an A-level.

Is this something that human power can resist?!
The captain himself was a supernatural being of the Seven Elders level, plus the endless army of vengeful ghosts.

Even the most accomplished captains would have to flee in disarray, let alone this group of captains who have been forced to grow too quickly.

Although Chen Qiaoyang had tried his best to help lure the evil spirit away.

But there were just too many ghosts, and he was powerless to do anything about it.

One captain after another began to fall, lifted ashore by the sea of ​​blood.

Zhang Xianguang was also pale-faced, and he took the initiative to hold back the captain.

But his clones had been destroyed more than a dozen times, and even the strange cleaver couldn't restrain the captain.

If this continues, his supernatural abilities will be revived.

This vengeful ghost seems even stronger than the intelligence reports suggested.
He was completely puzzled.

The ghost ship was getting closer and closer, and it looked like it would be docking soon.

Once they reach the shore, countless vengeful spirits will rush onto the land, and the defenses they have painstakingly maintained will collapse instantly.

"Young man of the Wang family, quickly tell your grandparents to block that ship!" Zhang Xianguang said anxiously.

But when he saw Wang Chaling looking completely bewildered, he couldn't help but roar, "You brat from the Wang family, why aren't you letting Wang Yidai use his full strength?"

"Or I'll kill you first!"

"I...I don't know," Wang Chaling said in despair.

Although his grandparents were very supernatural, he didn't know how to use them.

He was only interested in escaping; if it weren't for the headquarters forcing him, he wouldn't have wanted to get involved in this great battle at all.

"Idiot!" Zhang Xianguang sent a clone forward and knocked Wang Chaling to the ground with a powerful blow.

"How could the Wang family produce such an unfilial descendant as you?"

With an old longsword pressed against his neck, Zhang Xianguang angrily said, "Be killed by a vengeful ghost, or be killed by me!"

In an instant, the shadow of death descended completely upon Wang Chaling.

No, I don't want to die!

His eyes went blank for a moment. Having been injected with the evolutionary drug, he actually unlocked his genetic lock out of fear of death.

They became the first indigenous person in the world to unlock their genetic potential.

Having awakened his fighting instincts, Wang Chaling seemed to instantly understand how to control the first generation of kings.

Just then, two terrifying old corpses appeared without warning in front of the ghost ship that was sailing onward through the waves.

They emanated a chilling, eerie light, and two ghostly realms, one black and one white, unfolded simultaneously.

The black ghost realm resembled a churning inky cloud, with wisps of black ribbons swirling within it, while the white ghost realm was like a desolate snowfield, with countless white sails appearing and disappearing within it.

These two ghostly realms, seemingly opposite yet two sides of the same coin, merged together and instantly suppressed and cleared away the surrounding mist.

The two old corpses of the Wang family were as dry as firewood, their skin wrinkled like the bark of a thousand-year-old tree. Yet they slowly raised their hands, like ants trying to shake a towering tree, and crashed into the ghost ship.

boom!
A deafening roar, like a thunderclap from the end of the world, exploded on the sea.

The ghost ship shuddered violently, its bow rising high, and the splashing blood rained down like a storm.

Incredibly, the seemingly indestructible and menacing ghost ship was actually forced to a stop.

Holding the scissors and covered in blood, Cao Yang's eyes widened as he shouted, "Wang Chaling, if you have this skill, why didn't you use it sooner?!"

Wang Chaling's eyes were blank as he entered a state of genetic lock, devoid of thought and driven only by his fighting instincts.

Among all these captains, he was the only one who was not corrupted by supernatural forces and was a purely ordinary person.

If one is not so indifferent to life and death and is in good physical condition, one can naturally unlock the genetic lock between life and death.

The captain discovered that the ghost ship was being blocked, killed Zhang Xianguang's clone again, and walked towards the two old ghosts.

At this moment, Wang Chaling's father appeared.

He suddenly appeared in the chaotic battlefield, and with a wave of his hand, he forcefully attracted the captain's attention.

The captain suddenly turned and walked towards him.

The captains, all seasoned veterans, instantly understood Wang Chaling's intentions.

He was creating an opportunity for everyone to attack the captain.

Zhang Xianguang's clone appeared, and with an old machete in his hand, he slashed fiercely at the captain's head.

Just as the captain realized what was happening and tried to raise his hand to defend himself, a terrifying old corpse suddenly fell from the sky and sat heavily on his neck.

With a tooth-grinding "crunch," the captain didn't move, but his steps stopped.

Almost simultaneously, a scarlet light swept across like lightning. Wherever the light touched, the air seemed to freeze, and the captain's body was also fixed in place by this mysterious force, unable to move.

Without warning, green flames suddenly erupted from the ground beneath his feet, instantly engulfing his entire body.

Several terrifying, corpse-like hands suddenly emerged from the sea of ​​blood, grabbing the captain's body and dragging him downwards.

"Here comes the sword!"

Having been resurrected from the ghost tide, Ye Zhen transformed into a golden rainbow and charged towards the captain, his sword plunging straight into the captain's forehead.

Zhang Xianguang's cleaver also tore the captain's upper body apart.

Zhou Deng appeared behind the captain like a ghost at some unknown time.

He reached out and pulled out the captain's old hat.

In an instant, the surviving captains seemed to be of one mind, and they all unleashed their strongest attacks, launching a final assault on the captain.

Six layers of ghost eyes and ghost realm, ghost fire, oppressive ghost, ghost sword, old broadsword.

However, the harsh reality struck everyone like a heavy hammer blow.

Ghosts are immortal, especially this terrifying captain before us.

His supernatural abilities are beyond imagination.

Li Jun's will-o'-the-wisp quickly went out, and he himself was soon entangled by more than a dozen fierce ghosts and lost consciousness.

Ye Zhen's longsword broke in two, and he was torn apart and dragged into the Misty Ghost Realm by dozens of ghostly hands. Then, the eerie sound of flesh being devoured rang out.

Cao Yang's oppressive ghost was grabbed by the neck by the captain and thrown into the sea, while Cao Yang himself was turned over and fell into the sea of ​​blood.

Yang Jian's six-layered ghost domain shattered like a bubble, collapsing to the ground.

Zhou Deng was grabbed by the neck by the captain, and his head was pulled directly out of his neck.

Zhang Xianguang's phantom clone was destroyed once again.

Just as everyone's attacks failed, the captain suddenly appeared behind the Wang family.

He gripped their necks with both hands like iron clamps, easily lifted them up, and with a forceful swing, threw them directly onto the ghost ship.

When Wang Chaling saw this scene, he felt a sudden pain in his heart, as if a sharp knife had pierced his heart.

He felt that something extremely important to him had been taken away.

He could no longer maintain his genetic lock state, blood gushed from his seven orifices, and he collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

At this moment, the captain was finally free of any restrictions, and the captains were either dead or crippled, completely losing their fighting ability.

Zhang Xianguang's true form appeared; he had reached his limit and could no longer use his clone.

I only have one life left.

He coldly said to the captain lying on the ground, "He's still breathing."

"Come with me."

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and stepped forward as well.

Now, only he and Zhang Xianguang still have the fighting power.

He Yin'er said, her face pale, "Buy me some time."

“I can summon.”

She could have summoned the Seven Elders, who were even more powerful, but it seemed they had all been resurrected, and the summoner couldn't summon the living.

boom!
The ghost ship has finally docked.

The three were thrown about by the enormous tremor, and the city lights of Dazhou City went out instantly.

With just one collision, the ghost ship's eeriness has already affected an entire city.

Right before their eyes, one after another, terrifying demons jumped off the ship, densely packed, numbering in the thousands.

Zhang Xianguang took a deep breath and leaned on his old broadsword.

"Take your grandfather's knife!"

He then chopped it off on the captain's head.

jump!
The large sword was easily stopped when it fell.

The broadsword, which was originally invincible whether slaying people or ghosts, seemed like an ordinary piece of scrap metal when it struck this person's arm, unable even to cut through his clothes.

"He's not capable enough."

"His demeanor is not bad."

A tall man turned around and said to Zhang Xianguang.

　I caught it from my daughter and got infected too.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)