It really was a Ghost Ship!
Even though the intelligence had mentioned the Ghost Ship and they had prepared themselves mentally,
when they saw it with their own eyes, they were still startled by the Ghost Ship's eerie, oppressive presence.
The middle-aged deacon's expression turned grim. His senses had been affected; the Ghost Ship had practically reached them before he noticed the target.
He said in a low voice, "Prepare for battle."
The others also moved quickly, preparing for any danger that might arise.
Wu Heng stood at the rear of the group, with Sparkle and Bouncy, the two level 20 skeletons, beside him.
Xiaoxiao flew down from the air and pressed close to his ear. "Uncle, can a graveyard be built on a ship too?"
In unusual environments, Xiaoxiao always managed to focus on things that were not particularly important.
"There is such a thing as a sea burial. They arrange the ship like a graveyard, then sink the ship to the bottom of the sea," Wu Heng answered quietly.
"Wow! Uncle knows so much." Xiaoxiao eagerly played along, then continued, "Could this be the Pirate King's grave? I think their analysis makes a lot of sense!"
Ever since Wu Heng and the others arrived at Treasure Island, legends and incidents connected to the Pirate King had never stopped.
Now, Wu Heng had become a hero, and pirates were difficult to find anywhere in the Emerald Sea, yet a suspected shipborne grave of the Pirate King had appeared again.
It was like some kind of curse that had been clinging to the Emerald Sea.
"We'll know once we go inside," Wu Heng replied.
At that moment, the middle-aged deacon approached, and Xiaoxiao stopped talking.
With a solemn expression, the deacon said, "Island Master Wu Heng, based on the intelligence