Fairy’s Box

At the end of the southwest corner of the Ghost Islands, the location with the most negative energy, there is no living life here, and there is a desolate and desolate scene everywhere.

There is an endless white desert on the ground, with dead branches of quartz growing everywhere, and at the end of the white desert, this highland suddenly bulges upwards. The area within ten miles of the heights is full of dense rift-like void faults, intertwined with each other, forming dark silhouettes of different layers in the dark night.

In the dark place in the center of the layers of silhouettes, at the top of the high ground, stands a pale palace with domed spires of varying heights, backed by a fog-like negative energy, which looks both peculiar and imposing.

Inside the pale palace, an altar of burning fire caused a blood pool embedded in the ground to boil continuously, evaporating the blood-colored steam full of decay and death, illuminating the nine white bone thrones in the palace.

The nine thrones face the Cang White Palace gate, and are equally spaced from each other, distributed in a horseshoe-shaped "U" surface. On the most central and tallest hideous throne, a translucent black flame was burning, and countless twisted soul flames struggled in ups and downs, emitting one after another howling and moaning.

Surrounded by countless painful souls, a gloomy old man sitting high on the hideous white bone throne, wearing a crown headdress and a long white coat, let out a sigh full of decay:

"I originally thought that the joint action of the group of humans was just a farce, but now they have succeeded. This is undoubtedly terrible news for our undead."

Approaching the old man from the perspective, we can see that half a skeleton mask remains on his face, a scar on his right eye, another scar spreads from the corner of his mouth to his body, and there is a huge golden compass around his waist - it is a ghost The ruler of the archipelago, has been powerful enough to complete the humanization, the King of Silence with great power.

"The loose alliances are nothing compared to the infighting and cannibalism of humans, and we still have plenty of time to divide them."

The talking high undead is the image of a young man, with short pale hair, pale skin and green eyes, dark green lines on his face similar to tear marks, and black lips.

This undead is very skinny and slender, with long hands and feet, and is wearing a high-neck long-sleeved coat with a white black bottom and black borders. Wearing slender white trousers, tied with a wide black waist, a long sword in its sheath hangs from the waist - another undead whose appearance is close to the living, its status in the Ghost Islands is second only to the King of Silence, He was honored as the King of Weeping by thousands of dead people.

"The current human power makes me uneasy. I have a hunch that the mysterious powerhouse who has repeatedly captured my posts is hidden among the group of pirates... The United States is imminent for us."

This is the last female undead in the Ghost Islands who is close to humanization and has a bronze skin and a seductive body - the Queen of Soul Shark.

Her appearance is a female figure with green eyes, a plump upper circumference, and dark blue lightning-shaped facial lines on both cheeks.

In addition to these three high-level undead who are close to humanization, the other six high-level undead are slightly inferior, and they still retain the mixed form of undead and beasts, but they also possess powerful powers that cannot be underestimated.

"Speaking of that mysterious powerhouse..."

The King of Silence twisted his neck stiffly and turned his eyes to the sixth throne: "Leopard King, you fought with him, but you were defeated... Have you met for the second time?"

On the sixth white bone throne, the huge white leopard bared its fangs and said:

"That guy is more cunning every time. He is extremely skilled in his voice, and his strength is unfathomable. Even I can only use special induction to find it, but there is no way to hunt it down."

"A human?"

A giant praying mantis climbed up from the throne of the fifth seat, rubbed its saw-like forearm, and cast a pair of pale green compound eyes at the leopard king.

"Man who harnesses the power of the wind."

The Leopard King seemed to be impatient with it, and gave a simple answer, then leaned on his limbs on the throne of white bones and narrowed his eyes.

"As far as I know, among the pirate powerhouses, there is no one who can control the power of the wind." The Queen of Soul Shark specializes in intelligence and knows the human powerhouses in the mysterious sea well, but she is very familiar with this mysterious powerhouse who appears frequently. no idea.

"Then it's an unknown lurker."

The old face of the King of Silence was calm, his eyes shone with a cold and wild light, and his sharp teeth were pierced in the shadows:

"Even with the help of this unknown powerhouse, we still have an advantage in military strength. The only guy who is still in the way is Whitebeard."

"Are you going to start a war?"

The King of Weeping in the image of a skinny handsome man did not change his expression, but his tone fluctuated slightly.

"Yes, not all."

The King of the Undead gave a deep sneer, and his eyes turned to the sky outside the skylight:

"We are fighting against the sea demons, and we don't have the energy to challenge the power of human beings alone. But... the group of lunatics under the sea is different. It will be very beneficial for us to let them and the pirates consume each other."

"As far as I know, the will of the deep sea has no intention of war at the moment... He has been accumulating strength - by eating some human girls with special qualities." The Queen of Soul Shark skillfully told the information of the deep sea survivors.

"He will do it."

The King of Silence slowly raised his right hand, as if there was a sharp sword in his hand pointing to the sky:

"You go and tell him that we are eager to conclude a covenant with the deep-sea remnants and jointly gain benefits from the sphere of influence of human pirates. Especially to remind the will of the deep-sea, rather than wanton fishing, perhaps the method of farming is more suitable for him to slowly accumulate power. ."

"I understand."

The eyes of the Queen of Soul Mermaid flashed with comprehension, the figure became blurred in the blink of an eye, and the afterimage left behind gradually faded and disappeared.

"War... is not a wise choice. Eternal tranquility should be the final destination for those of us who have died,"

The King of Weeping turned his gaze to the King of Silence. The eyes of the two undead collided a little and moved away from each other. Then, its figure gradually faded and disappeared.

…

On the bottom of the mysterious sea, the light gradually dimmed from top to bottom, and there was no trace of sunlight at a depth of dozens of yards. It is dark, claustrophobic, icy, and deadly silent. The fear of unknown creatures makes people shudder.

In the deep sea abyss at the bottom of the sea, a huge and extremely blue closed space has completely filled the entire abyss.

The closed space is the last habitat of the underwater survivors. The interior is a scene of a human city. The artificially constructed squares, gardens, residences and workshops are vivid and full of unique exotic customs.

The outer wall of the closed space isolated from the sea water floats a deep ocean current mixed with underwater plants. The surface is dim and blue, and groups of fluorescent jellyfish swim slowly by, stretching and shrinking, the light blue body exuding fluorescence appears peaceful and quiet. .

In the main hall of the Sea Palace, Julian, the will of the deep sea, was sitting on the throne, and six sea generals were standing in front of him in turn. The sea dragon slowly walked out from behind a towering pillar, his feet landed on the marble square, and with clear and steady footsteps, he walked to the opposite of the will of the deep sea—that is, the first column of the generals of the sea.

"Hailong, how's the investigation going?"

Seeing him approaching, Julian immediately asked him to approach the throne and explain the information he wanted to obtain.

"Your Majesty, that group of pirates has indeed reached a certain level of alliance, but the form is loose and the internal conflicts are not dangerous. We just need to watch all this quietly and we can remain undefeated."

Hailong touched the ground with one knee and replied respectfully.

"The unified pirate is not a good thing for us, but it is not a bad thing, we have no conflict of interest with them."

A dark-skinned, tall sea general said aloud - he is the son of the sea, second only to the sea dragon and sea witch, he is extremely powerful, and he is also the most trusted subordinate of the will of the deep sea.

"…"

Julian nodded undeniably, and suddenly noticed that one of the naval admirals under his command had a strange expression.

"Sea Warcraft, is there anything you want to tell me?"

"His Majesty!"

The sea monsters hurriedly rubbed their chests and saluted, and hurriedly replied: "As far as I know... The reason why the pirates can reach an unprecedented alliance this time is probably related to a rumor."

"Rumour?" Julian frowned slightly, motioning for him to continue.

"According to the information I have inquired, it seems that because a ghost ship appeared on our site, it stimulated the nerves of the pirates and made them go crazy." Sea Warcraft's eyes wandered for a while, and he elaborated.

There is no impermeable wall in the world. Although Yale tried his best to block the news, he was still unable to prevent some of the big mouths of the Pirate Senators. This matter finally reached the ears of the deep-sea survivors.

"There is such a thing..."

Julian's hands that held the armrest of the throne flicked, and he closed his eyelids gently, as if he was lost in thought.

"There is absolutely no problem with the sea area I guard!"

"mine too!"

"I'm fine with mine!"

Regarding this matter, the will of the deep sea has not yet said anything, but the general of the sea, who is worried about being punished, jumped up quickly and justified his innocence and innocence.

"His Majesty!"

Hailong looked calm, raised his chest, and said calmly:

"The matter of the ghost ship will never be so simple. As far as I know, the outposts of the Ghost Islands are often stolen during this time, and it is said that it was repeatedly stolen by a human being. This kind of thing is obviously abnormal... I suspect... This is a self-directed and self-acted performance. scam!"

"Oh? What do you say?"

Julian opened his right eye and looked at him with a dark blue pupil.

"As far as I know, people who can control a whole ship of undead do not exist in the mysterious sea. It is obvious that the ghost island uses this to hide people's eyes and eyes, and dispatches sentries to form a single ghost ship.

In other words, the appearance of the ghost ship in our territory is not the responsibility of any naval admiral, but the plan of the ghost island and a certain force of the pirates to collude!

We can tell the truth from the beneficiaries and victims of the incident. The pirates who took advantage of this opportunity to form a combined fleet were undoubtedly the beneficiaries, and we who were charged with dereliction of duty and lost the trust of His Majesty were the victims.

Once the scheming succeeds, we will also suffer losses under the sea. "

Moreover, the promoters who can give this gift to the pirates can only be those high-level undead from the Ghost Islands!

There is only one truth. They fabricated a phantom powerhouse as a guise and secretly organized these ghosts into ships. At the same time, colluding with pirates to transport ghost ships to our borders, and then take this opportunity to achieve ulterior motives. "

Hailong said confidently.

"It does make sense."

The sea generals nodded frequently, and their faces suddenly realized - this kind of easy thing to throw the blame on, and they didn't agree is the hell.

"If it's really the same as you guessed, then... what's the motive for the matter, the undead of Ghost Island, why are they plotting against us?" Julian stared at the sea dragon and asked hesitantly.

"Your Majesty! The undead have malice to all living beings. This is natural! They are happy to see us humans kill each other, and they are happy to see the living become undead, just like an instinct like breathing." Prepared, the answer is still dripping.

At this moment, a messenger suddenly rushed in at the entrance of the main hall. He flew all the way to the front of the throne, fell on all fours and shouted out of breath:

"Report to Your Majesty, the Queen of Ghost Island Soul Shark asks to see you."

Julian narrowed his eyes with a playful look in his eyes, and smiled suddenly: "It seems that the time to verify the speculation is just around the corner... Let her come in and see me."

…

After the undead entered the hall, they naturally persuaded and then proposed an alliance. And according to the instructions of the King of Silence, Julian was reminded to pay attention to breeding, instead of blindly plundering.

But what puzzled her was that her words did not achieve the desired effect, and even the will of the deep sea and his generals were becoming more and more indifferent.

In the end, this high-level undead did not achieve any achievements, and was invited out of the Sea Palace by the impatient Julian.

Just after the undead left inexplicably, the will of the deep sea almost immediately believed the words of the sea dragon-the purpose of their trip was to instigate themselves to deal with the pirates.

First, strengthen the power of the pirates, then alienate his subordinates, and then try to provoke himself to fight the pirates. This is a poisonous plan to kill them all!

These undead are really abominable!

Julian was very angry. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the undead was not a thing. It was too despicable and shameless to think of harming himself without any injustice or hatred.

"Your Majesty, these reckless undead are really hateful, let's teach them a lesson!"

Of course, he wasn't the only one who was angry. Haima, who had a turbulent personality, jumped up and shouted that he wanted to start a war, which almost made the traitor Hailong laughed to death.

However, the will of the deep sea does not seem to be the kind of person who talks about war lightly because of a momentary anger. After simply enlightening his subordinates, he intends to swallow this bad breath temporarily, and there will be time to settle accounts with them in the future.