"They probably don't know they're dead."
When it came to familiarity with corpses,
Tai Sui was indisputably the best in the world.
As Tai Sui's final disciple, Old Wine had learned his teachings well.
"I heard my teacher say that some Wasteland Artifacts can suppress souls, sealing them inside corpses forever."
"They never enter reincarnation, never to be reborn."
Old Wine voiced his guess.
Xiao Yuan shook her head.
"I'm afraid there's more to it. They're constantly trapped in their memories from just before death. In other words, they... might be repeating everything that happened before they died."
"If that's true, the effects of Emperor Ying's Sword probably go far beyond what we imagined."
"It can even create a space that loops endlessly."
The group clicked their tongues in wonder.
At the same time, they were filled with anticipation for Emperor Ying's Sword.
Such a divine weapon could not only make the Converted Beasts throughout the entire sea evolve, but also make the dead aboard the ship endlessly repeat the scenes before their deaths.
From the looks of it, it possessed powers over space and time, at the very least.
"Kill our way down."
Old Ninth impatiently rolled up his sleeves. "Why waste words on a bunch of dead scum?"
"Baka!"
The officer at the head of the table slammed his hand down.
His large, water-bloated hand gripped his Tachi as he grinned viciously at Old Ninth. "You, Dragon Kingdom man, deserve to..."
He never even got the final word, "die," out.
Old Ninth and Little White Tiger struck simultaneously.
Their side kicks came from left and right, crushing his head between them.
"CNM, don't think I won't beat your ass just because you've died once. You Kou Islanders, die, die!"
Old Ninth spat, put on his White Garment brass