Chapter 689: You're Asking Me for Money?
"So this is the evolution method of the Ghost Ship?" Muria stood on the deck at the highest level and looked down. Under the full attack of a Lich, Captain Dyer's Ghost Fleet didn't last half an hour before they were all blown up. Their soul fires were swallowed by undead monster birds, and the ghost ships under Muria's indication were all destroyed.
Anyway, the largest Ghost Ship was only more than three hundred meters long, and the small one was just tens of meters. Compared to the thousand-meter Iron Ghost Ships that Barbosa possessed that Muria had seen, these ships were too small to mention and were just right for testing the characteristics of the Ghost Ships.
Hence, the fifteen ghost ships were blown up, turning into floating wooden fragments on the black sea. However, different from ordinary wooden fragments, because the spell used by the Lich were too violent, the ghost ships didn't have the chance to recover and were broken up directly.