The Ghoul Tyrant, the Demigod Lich, and even the Undead King… were actually no more than high-level crew members of Specter Ship. They could at best be considered chief officers. Most terrifying was the ship itself…
Amid the thunder and the undead, Fang Yuan walked leisurely toward the hold of Specter Ship.
"So… what do I have to do to take control of Specter Ship and become its captain?"
This hold on Specter Ship was extremely dim, and green will-o-wisps covered the wooden walls.
Upon closer inspection, one would discover that these flames sat on ornaments that looked like the bones of a clasped hand. The rug on the floor was very weird as well, seeming to be made of human hair.
In conclusion, an ordinary person would faint upon seeing this ghost ship.
Despite an Evil God crazily bombarding things outside, all was peaceful within the hold. There was an eerie serenity to the place.
