The Grown Apprentices

Despite chasing with all its might, Undead still found its master growing farther and farther away. It could not help letting out a mournful cry.

It had been able to grow to this point largely because Jack and the others had continuously modified and strengthened it.

As the starting point of their rise, and the link connecting the crew to one another and to their captain, it carried too much.

Jack and the others had never abandoned it. They had even treated it as a companion.

Vast resources had been poured into it, allowing it to transform again and again until it had grown into what it was today.

Yet in Undead's heart, only Yang Mu was its master. He had created it with his own hands, given birth to its consciousness, and was its true creator.

Just as Undead let out its mournful cry, several black spheres drifted out from the legion ahead and flew toward it.

Strictly speaking, there was no such thing as ahead in the Void. Distance had no meaning there; it was merely a relative description.

As the black spheres landed on Undead and covered its body, its colossal form, as vast as a world, began to compress without end.

As its body shrank, its strength continued to rise.

A great number of new runes appeared upon it, and it gained even more abilities, such as a Dark Energy Cannon capable of shattering a Sixth-Tier World with a single blast.

When its body had shrunk back to its original size, it directly crossed beyond the Sixth Order and reached the Seventh Order.

At the same time, it gained a soul. It could be said that it had become a true living creature—a creature that looked like a ship, rather than a creation.

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