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Magic of Zombie Cultivator

[Not dropped. My contract got rejected cuz this genre not too popular today, so I'll start with other novel and build my fanbase first.] What is Cultivation? Is it a way for gain immortality? For gain power? Or for dominate the entire world? Maybe all of that was wrong. Maybe all of that was right. But, what if you couldn't cultivate? What if you can't find Spiritual Energy? What you would do? Zen, a Fifth Realm Cultivator who died once because of his Dao companion betrayal, face that situation. He reincarnated as Zombie in a fantasy-apocalypse world, which, for some reason, don't have Spiritual Energy. Zen decided to temper his own new cultivation way. How does Zen's fight for seeking way of cultivation in this new world as a Zombie? This is a story of Zen, a Cultivator once feared as The Crow, until him obtain the Throne of Magus Immortal. *** -Cover is mine. -I draw and edit it.

ViciousThing · Fantasy
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26 Chs

24. Traitor's Smile(2)

Zen stared towards the north when he suddenly sensed the existence of three ships that were about 900 meters away from where they were.

Zen became wary when he saw that the three flying ships were heading right towards them.

There is indeed a possibility of coincidence, but Zen would rather be vigilant than suffer due to an unforeseen situation.

Zen walked up to Clark who was lying on the ship's screen net.

"Clark, can you check towards the North with your Innate Skill?"

Clark, with a large scar on his face, stared puzzled at Zen.

"Why?" He asked.

Zen smiled in response.

Despite being confused, Clark chooses to trust Zen because Zen has helped them a lot to overcome their problems since now.

{Distant Eye}~!

With his Innate Skill, Clark saw as far as several hundred times what a normal Human could see.

Clark's expression quickly changed after looking North according to what Zen told him.

"Pirates!?"

In addition, this pirate group is not a random group of pirates.

They were a group of pirates who had once been part of the Red Trickerss.

They are traitors!

***

Standing at the front of the ship's deck, a muscular man with a red bushy beard and a bald head grinned.

"Oh, my nephew, it's been 15 years. I wonder if you've become a gorgeous woman like your mother... Hehehe..."

This man is Jadgrock, Martha's father's younger brother.

He is also the one who started the rebellion within the Red Trickerss pirate group and the one who killed his own brother in order to take over the captaincy.

In the end, his plan almost failed.

However, even so, with many followers from within the Red Trickerss preferring to follow him rather than Martha's father, Jadgrock manages to form his own pirate group under a completely new name - Iron Borgar!

With the help of an old Mage who follows him as his young lady is held hostage by Jadgrock and his subordinates, he manages to discover the identities of the people who killed all five of his crew that day in Colm Town.

It was the remnants of the Red Trickerss, who were now led by Martha, his own niece!

Jadgrock felt very excited and prepared himself and his subordinates for a long time before coming after Red Trickerss and Martha.

Rouis, Jadgrock's trusted right-hand man – A man with a long face – spoke up.

"But, what do they do by floating their ship on the water instead of flying?"

Rouis was curious about the results of the prophecy carried out by the old Mage, Bahagud Roahand.

Bahagud stared intently at Rouis before answering.

"Their ship's engine is broken, so they use the old way. Hm, it seems like the ship shipping culture has almost been forgotten by you youngs."

Bahagud sighed as he thought about how quickly time had passed.

Rouis smiled slyly.

"Their ship's engine is broken, huh..."

His brain began to devise a powerful plan to capture Red Trickerss and Martha in the most efficient and fast way.

***

Since Clark had already noticed the arrival of the Iron Borgar, Martha and the others began to prepare for the start of the battle.

All the magic cannons were fully charged using magic energy of the Magicians and or Mana Crystal.

The Red Trickerss Warriors prepared and carried their respective flagship weapons.

Martha stood near the railing.

She stared far to the north.

No one could read what Martha was thinking at this moment.

"The enemy has a much larger number of ships and men. Our chances of winning are actually very small."

Leaning against the wall, Zen sighed as he saw the crew begin to move around. They looked very busy.

Near Zen, Farna sit down on the floor. She had a gloomy empress on her face.

"Don't say that, Sir Zen. It is true, that our chances are very small. However, we are Red Trickerss. Our blood is red. Our headbands are red. Our determination is also crimson with the determination to never give up no matter what!"

Zen smiled at Farna's words.

"Is that your jargon?" Zen asked.

Looking a little embarrassed, Farna nodded.

"Well, that's about it, haha..."

However, Zen thinks that reality will not be what Farna thinks.

Zen's gaze was tightly attached to Martha's back which looked much smaller than usual.

The situation may actually be much worse than it seems.

Iron Borgar, Taitor... All of these are things that have nothing to do with him at all for Zen.

He was just a Zombie who wanted knowledge of magic. Riding into the Red Trickerss was just one of the fastest ways to get there, so Zen did it.

There is no other purpose.

But...

Zen smiled weakly, slightly reproaching himself.

"... You really never learned from your mistakes huh, Zen..."

***

It didn't take hours for the three Iron Borgar flying ships to catch up with the Red Trickerss and surround them.

The entire crew of the Red Trickerss ship entered combat mode.

All the magic cannons were in a state of readiness to fire at any time.

The Magicians began to cast their magic.

The three Iron Borgar ships were also in the same situation.

Then, on the deck of their respective main ships, the two captains faced each other.

Jadgrock whistled when he saw Martha's appearance.

"Khahahaha! As expected of that woman's genes!"

That short sentence had many meanings in Martha's ears.

The crimson eyes had turned as cold as ice. Full of killing intent.

The Red Trickerss crew is also in a combat-ready state.

Win or lose, they don't care.

They will fight their enemies to the end. Even if their lives are at stake!

They waited for the order to strike out of their captain's mouth.

Jadgrock licked his mouth, while Martha stared intently at him with eyes as sharp as daggers.

But...

... Martha did not issue her order.

Sighing, Martha suppressed the anger that was building up inside her.

Then, she spoke up.

"We give up, uncle Jadgrock."

Jadgrock's grin became wider and wider, while the entire Red Trickerss crew was stunned.

They didn't believe what they had just heard.

"Boss!" Rictner stepped forward and intended to protest Martha's decision, but Martha moved quickly and instantly knocked Rictner down.

Under the confused gazes from all of the Red Trickerss crew, Martha kowtowed.

"Can uncle please spare my life and all my subordinates?"

Jadgrock laughed happily at Martha's actions.

Zen, on the other hand, had expected this to happen.

"Alright. It looks like it's going to be a little challenging..."

Zen smiled.

This is The Crow's signature smile.