The Seizure of the Ship

"Ghoul Tyrant, Demigod Lich, even the King of the Undead... In truth, they can only be considered high-ranking crew members of the Ghost Ship, at most characters like the First Mate... The most terrifying thing about this ship is the ship itself..."

Amid a sky full of thunder and undead, Fang Yuan strolled into the Ghost Ship's cabin.

"So... what exactly must I do to control this Ghost Ship and become its captain?"

The cabin of the Ghost Ship was extremely dim. Lamps filled with green corpse-fire hung on the wooden walls around him.

Looking closely, one would discover that each lamp holder was shaped like a bony hand clenched around it. The carpet on the floor was strange, too, seeming to be woven from human hair.

All in all, it was the kind of ghost ship that would make an ordinary person faint at the sight of it.

Even as an evil god unleashed a barrage of attacks outside, everything inside the Ghost Ship's cabin remained calm and peaceful, with an eerie serenity to it.

"In terms of true strength, my main body can only project some of its power from afar, and the passage is extremely narrow because of the limitations imposed by faith... Although the Mad Thunder God cannot leave the Thunder Sea Area, He can break some of His seals here and unleash terrifying power... The gap between us is considerable."

"But... if He weren't holding those three demigods at bay outside, how could I have slipped in here?"

Fang Yuan's pace quickened. He casually pressed a hand against the wall.

A headless knight that emerged from it screamed as it broke through the wall into the next room.

"But... even if I'm still weaker than the Mad Thunder God, these undead aren't enough to deal