King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 701 - 701 693 Destiny favors me but it always likes

Chapter 701: Chapter 693: Destiny favors me, but it always likes to kick me from time to time Chapter 701: Chapter 693: Destiny favors me, but it always likes to kick me from time to time “That’s great, give me a copy of the complete secret technique.” Muria did not know what it meant to be polite, and she directly asked the Death God’s avatar for it. The downside of this secret recipe was very obvious. After fusing too many Semi Planes, the control over the Semi Planes would drop linearly. Despite this, it was still very attractive to Muria.

“Sure.” Death God Nether surprisingly agreed to Muria’s request with great ease. He directly gave Muria two secret techniques. One was the secret technique for cutting the Semi Plane, the other for the fusion of Semi Planes.

“When the time comes, I will divert Barbosa. When you receive the signal, remember to act quickly.” Death God Nether urged, “I will notify you through the badge you had taken from my servant.”

“I understand.” Muria nodded. Seeing Muria nod in agreement, and having achieved his objectives, Nether’s avatar disintegrated into various streams of black energy, dissipating in all directions.

“What exactly is this guy planning?” The deathly cold and dusky atmosphere in the captain’s cabin disappeared without a trace when the Death God left, the external noise once again reaching Muria’s ears. The original dilapidated and decaying timber cabin reverted into a semi-transparent cabin, within which numerous vengeful spirits were struggling in agony.

Regarding the words of the Death God, Muria was somewhat sceptical. If you blindly believe everything that gods say, sooner or later you will end up completely screwed. After all, there is not a single deity, especially Evil Gods, whom you can deal with lightly.

“Just limit Barbosa’s advancement, who is he trying to fool?” Muria thought disdainfully. In any case, Muria was of the opinion that after she acted, she could only benefit a little, while Nether would definitely gain the lion’s share. Moreover, she did not understand what exactly it was that he had gained. Presumably, Barbosa possessed something which could attract the Death God, which at the current stage was something she could not compete for.

“What does it matter, as long as I can benefit in the end.” Muria read through the secret technique in her hand several times, finding no issues with it. Naturally, these two techniques were assistive in nature, even if something was wrong, they wouldn’t cause any harm to her. The intention to harm gods must not exist (mainly because she could not defeat them right now), but the intention to guard against them must.

“Now it’s time to discuss this with Michaela.” Muria carefully looked at the secret technique for dividing the Semi Plane in her hand. The requirement for division was to use the power that opposes the attribute of the Semi Plane. This was obviously a ploy against her.

The fact that she had two Blazing Sky God Descendants by her side was not hidden from Death God Nether. Perhaps, he approached her just because he saw this point. The power of purification of the Descendants of the Blazing Sky Gods was completely opposed to the power of the Lich, therefore, it was best to use it to cut a Lich’s Semi Plane.

Aside from a certain obstinate big brother, Muria’s request for help from Michaela went extremely smoothly. Muria successfully avoided interference from Irvicester. Of course, mainly because Michaela had no intention of refusing.

The ability to separate a Semi Plane with the power of a Legend was a great experience for any Legend, with all advantages and no disadvantages. Irvicester, who stood by and watched, was envious, yet he did not take action. No matter what, he would not help Muria, absolutely unwilling to let this guy gain any advantages.

Well, after Muria leaves later, I’ll talk to my sister and ask her to lend me her secret technique to observe. This continent has many Legendary Liches…

Since meeting with the avatar of Death God Nether, Muria found her expansion actions within the Ten Major Ports to be progressing more and more smoothly, as if an invisible hand was pushing and accelerating everything.

After subduing all the pirate groups with peak Soul Intention Level undead, Muria began to extend her hand to the lower-level pirate groups, and at the same time, she started to infiltrate every aspect of the Ten Major Ports of the Ghost Sea, with her influence growing day by day.

Of course, most of the undead were unaware of the existence of Muria above their heads. They only knew that they were subdued by a Lich. After all, being subdued by a Lich was a very good thing for most undead, hence, most of them were very willing and showed very little resistance.

After all, as undead, their path of advancement was very slow, at least in units of decades, centuries. Having a big shot covering them is a very lucky thing. The fact that the Sea of the Dead had so many undead lingered, explained everything, because Barbosa does not refuse any undead who come.

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“Have all the arrangements been made?”

“Everything is arranged. The hybrid Titan named Muria has agreed, and if everything goes as expected, she will have the Blazing Sky God Descendant in her team help her to separate the Semi Plane.”

“This is a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity. We must seize it. We must get rid of Barbosa, this old fellow, this time around. We at least have to disrupt his opportunity this time. The Undead Council really shouldn’t exist. It’s really in the way.”

“It’s hard to imagine that a Titan would show interest in a Lich and a Ghost ship, not to mention dragging two Blazing Sky God Descendants down with him. If not for this, we’d have a hard time finding appropriate targets. Your average Legends wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on Barbosa.”

“Alright, let’s prepare! Let our priests attack that Lich! Regardless of our millennia-long friendship, Barbosa should come out anyway! Then it’ll be our turn to act; we just need to keep Barbosa occupied for two hours. By then, that youngster will settle everything for us. The dragons’ greed will make him obliterate Barbosa’s foundation.”

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Below the depths of the Sea of the Undead, countless gargantuan ships, emitting a faint blue light, were stationary on the seabed, like a herd of enormous beasts, ready to prey on anyone they chose.

These warships, which would sail in the Void in the future, surrounded a continuous and magnificent array of buildings, a group of structures covering an area of more than ten square kilometers. The power wave radiating from these buildings repelled the heavy, thick, black seawater.

In the center of this architectural assembly, a skeleton dressed like a pirate, wearing a tricorn captain’s hat, was silently watching a brand-new ghost ship slowly emerge from the sea entrance in front of a silver screen.

Seeing this ghost ship with its iron hue, Barbosa felt a wave of sentimentality wash over him, bringing back memories from hundreds of years ago.

Initially, he was just an ordinary pirate. Later, due to an accident, he underwent a Lich transformation ceremony. At that time, he was frail and gray-haired, his physical strength was rapidly deteriorating, and many of his minions coveted his position. He had no choice but to transform into a Lich without hesitation.

Perhaps it was destiny’s favor. Even with only a few beginner-level magic spells and pure, robust mental power, he succeeded and became a Lich who could escape death.

His destiny then took a significant turn. When he was still human, he was an inconsequential pirate captain famous only in a small sea area. But after becoming a Lich, opportunities kept coming his way.

Due to his unaging body, he got his first ghost ship from the seabed. It was a shabby little ship less than a hundred meters long. However, even such a ship made him a feared existence among the many creatures of the sea.

From then on, he developed a keen interest in ghost ships and sought to collect them intentionally. As his strength grew, he collected more and more ships.

Upon becoming a Legend and intimidating the sea with his ghost fleet, he received an invitation from the world’s largest undead force, the Undead Council. At that time, he thought he had reached the pinnacle of his life. However, just when he was feeling self-satisfied, the cruel hand of fate dealt him a significant blow.

A Gold Dragon bastard came out of nowhere and used underhanded means to plunder his best batch of ghost ships. Due to this incident, his rank in the Council dropped by seventeen places. Unable to stop the decline, he plummeted further.

Just when he had managed to restore his ghost fleet to its original scale after a millennium of painstaking effort, another young gold dragon appeared.

For some reason, his ties with this Gold Dragon led to a feud. He initially wanted to stay out of it, but the Gold Dragon knew a Princess of an Empire from the Main Continent.

She borrowed a full-fledged Void Fleet that directly and forcibly snatched his properties leaving him dumbfounded. His once lauded ghost fleet was powerless against the Void Fleet. With the exception of the odd recovery ability, he had almost no advantage.

Naturally, his painstakingly regained position in the Undead Council slid drastically once again. From then on, Barbosa learned from his experiences. He knew that his collection of pirate ships from across the world stood no chance against a real imperial fleet. So, he began researching ghost ships, intending to create a well-ordered ghost fleet.

When a Great Lich, with the wisdom of ten thousand years, starts researching something, success would be attainable even with mediocre talent, through persistent efforts, let alone for someone like him who spent his entire time and energy on ghost ships.

Consequently, it didn’t take him much time to figure out how to mass-produce ghost ships. When he returned to the Undead Council leaders with his well-ordered ghost fleet, his position within the council almost reached the peak.

He now subtly trended towards being nominated as the next Council leader, despite his unpopularity. However, the Undead Council didn’t care about this. They took personal strength seriously. After all, considering networking and such would be absurd, given that they were the undead.