After the orders from the female captain, who Mors now knows is called Izora, spread across the ship. The Ghost started to move and work. Mors walks down from the quarter-deck, as Izora did not allow anyone but herself in that place. Not even Death, who appears to be like a god to these people was free from that rule.
'Looks like I have gotten myself a new role to play.'
Mors was just playing the role these guys wanted him to play. He was curious as to what is the thing they saw when he touches them.
'But it's not like I lie to them. I know for sure I am this Second Death, Reincarnation. Zhihui is the First Death, Regression. Then this Death's war must be a large war in the Ghost home plane between the other Deaths'
'But I have this feeling.'
[The World watches]
'That whoever allow for us to have a second life did not die out of goodwill'
[The World smiles]
'From the system that makes us stronger to the influence, we have on Death..I won't even be surprised that the outer world Death corruption in the Plains Region will submit to our will if we enter it.'
[The Worl-]
"What are you guys doing?"
Mors said as he looks at the Ghost. They seem to be taking out from the lather bags small crystal marbles. Inside the marble a blue color gas. One of the Ghost looks at Mors as she answers.
"We are preparing a ritual to set them free."
"We try before in the past to just break them, but that would not set them free. Just make them take form in this world" Another Ghost added to what his female companion said.
"Does the same happen when you break a sword from the Nagas?"
"Yes"
"Then let me help you, I can send the souls back."
"You can?- of course you can, you are Second Death after all."
The female Ghost said as she gave Mors the marbles containing the souls of the Ghost. The trap voices enter Mor's mind. All call his holy name, ask for release, and ask for his holy help. Mors nodded his head as he crushes the marbles in his hand into tiny pieces.
The Ghost's eyes became widen for a second, ready to scream the next second. But as they saw the blue smoke come out of the marbles and fly upwards. They shut their mouths. For they have seen similar smoke before. That is when they finish the ritual and the soul leaves the marble or sword, going back to the Underworld.
The Ghost started to give Mors more marbles. As Mors spend around 30 mins breaking these marbles and any swords from the Nagas the Ghost got their hands on. After he did all of that, he looks around for the Catox. The male Ghost is helping around the ship. Relaying the commands of Izora.
Mors walks over to the general. The general bows down softly.
"I greet Second Death."
"I greet you as well Catox."
"No need to be so respectful to m-"
"Can you tell me a bit about this Liberation war between you and the Nagas? I kind of get the gist of it."
"We Ghost are not originally from the world. Some of us might be. We all come from the Underworld, Skeletons, and Zombies. Originally Vampires also lived with us, but they revolted at the start of Death's War. They now follow the Bloody Mother or something like that."
'This guy sure loves to talk. But the more information for me the better the reward. Oh yea, I would like to be treated as a king with Zhihui in a maid outfit~'
"Anyway! Because of Death's War, there haven't been any new Ghost, Zombie, or Skeleton in ages. Each new day more and more debts are paid, and the Underworld is slowly becoming unpopulated."
"During of all of this, imagine, some of us started to disappear! We came to figure out that this world magic is able to summon us here against our will and slave us."
"This world of magic is still in its early stages and very unstable. That allows the inhabitants of this fantastical world to summons us and break the barrier between this world and the Underworld."
"This group was originally enslaved by the Naga's. But we broke free after one of the Naga Priests freeze their whole city. So, we made it our job to free as many people as possible. Maybe find a way to go back to the Underworld and hope that our debt is lighted."
"I see, I figure as much from just looking at the situation. How much do you own?"
"at the start, it was 15,219 years. I should have around 5,387 years left."
"Um. Work hard and then your rest should be given."
"I hope so Second Death…I so hope so."
Mors ignored the general as he walks around the ship, helping whenever he could. Even at the protest of the Ghost. While doing this he started to gather his thoughts.
'Man…this whole world- now the universe is a lot larger than I originally thought. Everything seems to be connected somehow. The Invasion Towers really are invasions from other worlds or planes of existence. Then…those that mean Earth is somewhere out there? Ha I can show Zhihui Earth if a tower connecting to it apereas.'
'Anyway, it seems like the Underworld is connected to all other worlds. As those that die and have been killed during their lifetime are sent there. Because of the current war, the infrastructure or power to accept new dead is not working. That could be a nice goal for us to go after. Restore a plane of existence back to its rightful place.'
'Yea that has a nice ring to it.'
Mors thought to himself as the words of the Izora spread throughout the ship.
"Land ahead! We have arrived at Freezing Point!"