Six Deep Sea Water Elves jumped onto Chen Qi's shoulder with a splash.
Chen Qi, accompanied by the Deep Sea Water Elves and the little green algae that had finished singing, pushed open the ship door and walked through the eerie corridor.
As he delved deeper, the surrounding temperature seemed to gradually drop.
Crunch! Crunch!
There were also some skeleton fragments wriggling on the ground. At a rough glance, at least a hundred small skeletal pirate pieces lay scattered, victims of the Deep Sea Water Elf squad's attack.
The craftsmanship of the Deep Sea Water Elves was strong, and their combat ability was not weak either.
Chen Qi looked around. The interior structure of the Ghost Ship was even more complex than he had imagined,
"How do we proceed?"
Deep Sea Water Elf No. 1 hopped down from Chen Qi's head, like a majestic warrior, and led the way ahead.
"Wa-ku wa-ku! (Master, follow me!)"
Deep Sea Water Elf No. 1 held the Skull Sword, bouncing along.
