Chapter 50

What was he supposed to do now?

He hurried over to the helm and grabbed it. But he was a complete landlubber who could not even swim, let alone steer a ship.

He tried turning it like a steering wheel. Who would have thought that, with that single turn, the ship would actually head into the wind and sail far out toward the Endless Sea? Li Shaolin was doomed.

He had considered abandoning ship and drinking a Water Breathing Potion, but it only lasted ten minutes. The ship had drifted so far from Stormwind City's docks—what if he could not make it there within ten minutes? Well, hopefully he would run into another cargo ship. Besides, an unmanned ship should not travel too far, and it was still drifting near Stormwind City's docks. Sooner or later, it would encounter other vessels.

With that, Li Shaolin calmed down and began dealing with the corpses aboard the ship. More than a dozen bodies lay sprawled across the deck in broad daylight. They might have been pirates, but it was still rather frightening. It would be troublesome if someone misunderstood.

He had originally intended to summon the Clay Golem and have it absorb and purify all the corpses. But when he turned and saw Grayson the Abomination beside him, he immediately changed his mind. There were still dozens of unjustly slain souls trapped inside the Scourge Alchemy Stone, unable to escape. Given enough time, they would sooner or later be absorbed by the black mist within the crystal. He might as well turn them into Abominations. Judging from Grayson's performance, his strength was quite impressive, even far surpassing several of Li Shaolin's Skeleton Warriors. Of course, Skeleton Warriors could level up. He did not know whether Abominations could do the same.

It would also give Grayson a few companions. There were plenty of corpses, souls, and Death Force at the moment. It would be a waste not to use them.

Scourge Alchemy was countless times simpler than orthodox alchemy. Proper alchemy required crucibles, herbs, all kinds of flasks, and various solutions used as catalysts. Even controlling the heat and timing the addition of ingredients were sciences in themselves. Therefore, learning alchemy required at least an alchemy laboratory, rather than just a few bottles and a handful of herbs like in a game.

As for Scourge Alchemy, it did not require such professional skill. Though it also possessed profound alchemical mysteries, Li Shaolin did not understand them, and they were not particularly useful to him anyway, so he could not be bothered to study them. In his view, in this chaotic age of war and conflict, having a certain amount of strength was enough.

Practice made perfect. This time, after taking out the Scourge Alchemy Stone, Li Shaolin released a surge of Death Force. The corpses on the ground began to combine one after another, and amid churning flesh and bone, four tall Abominations slowly took shape.

However, perhaps because they had been made from human corpses, they were somewhat shorter than Grayson, who had been made from Ghouls. They stood only around two and a half meters tall. Naturally, they still had the same bloated, grotesque bodies, three arms, and split-open, disgusting bellies.

After the souls were infused into them, the voices of the four creatures acknowledging him as their master sounded one after another.

Well, Grayson, you would not be lonely anymore.

Abominations had no gender and did not age. They all had hoarse, low voices and terrifying destructive power. Heh heh, if he could form an Abomination army, occupy a castle, and raise a few Ghouls or something, would that not make him a king of the mountain?

He quickly put an end to his fantasy. If he really did that, Stormwind City's authorities would probably classify him as part of the Scourge Legion and have him waiting to be purified by Holy Light.

After taking stock of the cargo aboard the ship, he finally relaxed. There was an abundant supply of food and fresh water. If he were the only one eating and drinking, it would probably last him half a year. More than ten Bloodsail Pirates had stocked supplies for two months, after all. Though half had been consumed along the way, it was still an enormous amount in Li Shaolin's eyes. As for the Abominations, he would just let them sleep obediently. He could not find fresh flesh and blood for them to eat.

One day... two days...

Three days later, Li Shaolin sat bored on the deck, staring at the boundless sea ahead. He was starting to lose patience. The ship's power mechanism had stopped long ago. It seemed to be Goblin technology, something he could neither understand nor operate, so he could only let the wind carry the ship aimlessly onward.

"Ah, at least there have not been any storms or tsunamis. If another one like the day before yesterday came along, wouldn't we be finished?" he muttered, lying on the deck and watching Grayson the Abomination struggle to turn the helm behind him.

A strong wind had risen the night before last, causing the ship to spin in circles where it stood. At the time, Li Shaolin had returned the Skeleton Warriors to the Book of the Dead to recover, while Grayson was on patrol. As expected of someone who had once been a captain, he still retained a bit of instinct. He actually hooked onto the helm and took control of the ship's direction, forcibly steering it clear of the gale.

Li Shaolin had been annoyed by the rocking of the ship at the time, and when he went outside, he happened to discover Grayson's talent. From then on, he arranged for him to steer. After all, Grayson had fought for his life amid the waves. Though he had lost his memories, those instincts remained remarkably sharp. At the very least, he would not let the ship capsize.

"Woooo!" A long horn blast rang out. It seemed someone had spotted their ship and was greeting them.

(Moving house, just wrote a bit casually.)