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บท 97: The Heart of the Warrior of the Dead

Amidst the air reverberated the roars of two kings preparing for a duel. I was unfamiliar with the language of skeletons—this was not one of the twenty-six languages I had acquired. Judging by their demeanor, however, it was clear that their words were far from cordial; perhaps they were exchanging vulgarities, questioning each other's manhood in the most crude terms.

I sheathed my twin swords, intending to catch my breath and assimilate the death energy harvested from the recent battle when, without warning, a bone whip lashed out, striking my shoulder with immense force. The training I had endured through pain finally bore fruit; I suppressed the tumultuous blood energy surging within me, deftly seized the whip, and yanked it with all my might.

From beneath the lengthy whip emerged a creature I had never encountered before. It possessed a rotund body supported by six delicate claws, with a large bony antenna protruding from its head, emitting a series of sharp, whistling sounds. As I engaged it in a tug-of-war, I knew I could not afford to wrestle for my weapon. Channeling my mental energy, I summoned the Death Breath from my waist, breaking free from its constraints, and with lightning speed, I thrust it into the creature, pinning it to the ground. 

A torrent of death energy surged forth, unparalleled in purity compared to any undead I had previously vanquished. It felt as though the death energy within me had been ignited by a powder keg, exploding violently before contracting into a minuscule focal point. In that instant, my skeletal guise vanished entirely.

Cursed be this fate! At that moment, I sensed the piercing gazes of countless eyes from the ominous clouds above, a chilling realization dawning upon me: I was being scrutinized by hundreds of thousands of skeletal warriors on Skull Island, and death would come to me in a most undignified manner.

Time seemed to slow, and the roars of the two titans faded into oblivion. It was only when the sky and sea erupted in a cacophony of tearing sounds, the atmosphere lamenting, that I was jolted back to reality. The clash between the lord of Skull Island and the powerful specters of the ocean commenced. My Death Breaths had vanished, the bone whip I had clutched was nowhere to be found, and the death energy had inexplicably dissipated. Yet, within my chest flickered a wavering, ghostly blue flame, teetering on the brink of extinction, quietly blossoming.

What is this? 

With my skeletal disguise lifted, I found my being utterly hollow. The nameless true energy transformed into death energy, along with the platinum glory, could not revert, for that death energy had also vanished. 

With little else to do but silently pray and accelerate my cultivation of the nameless martial arts, I sought to accumulate more true energy. Fortunately, both armies had retreated; otherwise, any encounter with a skeletal soldier would have ended in disaster. 

I rummaged through my possessions, recalling that I had a treasure with a camouflage effect. Without regard for the battlefield, I summoned the Book of Demons, and the first thing I laid eyes upon was the skeletal war spear. Remembering that there were still fifty skeletal knights, I was filled with elation; they would make excellent guardians.

However, as I grasped the skeletal war spear, the ghostly blue flame within me surged violently, extending to my hand. The spear vanished in an instant. 

Kicking the skeletal shell, I realized that this flame could consume objects! 

Upon this realization, I understood the fate of the Death Breaths and the bone whip. The ghostly blue flame had devoured the skeletal war spear, leaving it in a half-dead state. It flickered precariously, threatening to extinguish. I pondered and retrieved a bow and arrow I had taken from a skeletal archer. Sure enough, the ghostly blue flame flared once more, but this time I would not allow it to have its way. 

Since it resided within me, it would heed my command. I would discover its true nature! 

As I wrapped my mental energy around the extending ghostly blue flame, I soon realized its complexity—it was a form of power I had never encountered before. My mental energy could not restrain it for long; the bow and arrow quickly became its next meal. I continued to experiment with several items. 

I discovered that it only showed interest in weapons seized from the warriors of Skull Island, such as the long knife of the ancient moon. It disregarded everything else. Yet, these trials revealed that I could control it. When I ceased to resist, the ghostly blue flame seamlessly merged with my spirit, creating a profound sense of unity.

The ghostly flame gradually enveloped my entire being. With a mere thought, the two Death Breaths returned to my grasp, and with a flicker of intention, they transformed back into the skeletal war spear. My exploration of its mysteries made me forget the fierce battle between Skull Island and the ghostly fleet.

You are quite intriguing; I have never witnessed a living soul wield the heart of a warrior of the dead. 

Who dares approach? 

The two Death Breaths clashed in a dazzling arc, yet before me lay nothing but emptiness. A man of remarkable poise, clad in an exquisitely tailored suit, strolled past me, despite the fact that moments ago, that direction had been devoid of any presence.

"Greetings, I am Mostima," he introduced himself. "One of the masters of Skull Island, an old friend of Horus. It is a pleasure to meet you, brave young man."

A master of Skull Island, an old friend of Horus? That could only refer to the seven ancient fiends residing on the island! 

I instinctively assumed a combat stance, but Mostima merely waved his hand, speaking softly, "Let us first observe the battle between King Xu and the Abyssal Ice Sea Dragon. You must understand that such encounters occur only once in decades; they are exceedingly rare." 

I dared not blink, my gaze fixed on him. What battle? The man before me was far more perilous than either of those two; at least he was much closer, and I needed not choose which threat was greater.

"Oh, I see you have no interest in that battle. Very well, I have been observing you for quite some time. However, as you are brought here by Horus, I cannot act against you."

"You killed my pet, Didi—the little creature you struck with the bone whip. I believe I have grounds to request some compensation."

"As long as you do not leave me on the island as a pet, we can negotiate."

Effective communication is one of the most effective means to resolve issues. Since my adversary had not attempted to seize me, I too would not reject the opportunity for dialogue. It would be foolish to forgo conversation when it was available; once the other party turned hostile, there would be no chance for negotiation left. 

It is best to avoid such foolishness. At the very least, I sensed a flicker of goodwill from him—an absurd notion of goodwill.


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บท 98: The Golden Princess

Horus is the fortunate one among us, able to escape the curse and leave Skull Island—how I envy him. 

The man before me, seemingly devoid of any undead traits, moved with remarkable grace. He dusted off his suit and smiled, saying, "I would like to ask for your assistance in seeking a legendary treasure on the *** continent to help me break this curse."

"Very well, I am willing to assist you; helping others is the essence of joy. Assisting a ghost, however, begs the question: what pleasure lies therein? As long as I can flee Skull Island, I vow never to return. A verbal promise given freely, even if made a thousand times, is of little consequence."

"Thank you immensely. I will not ask for your help without recompense. You will likely find transportation to the *** continent scarce, especially with the outbreak of war; otherwise, I would not know where to procure a vessel for you."

In an instant, Mostima leaped and vanished into thin air, only to reappear before me moments later, holding an exquisitely crafted small cruise ship. 

I recognized this vessel well; turning to gaze at the sea, I found the pristine luxury cruise ship had indeed vanished. This ghost ship was the Golden Princess, boasting exceptional power with a capacity of 110,000 tons, able to accommodate 3,000 passengers and 860 crew members, featuring over a thousand rooms, each equipped with large plasma televisions. Remarkably, since becoming a ghost ship, its hull remained undamaged; as long as the spirits aboard were contained, it could easily function as an ordinary cruise ship traversing the ocean.

Such lavishness is astonishing! The only question remains: will the spirits aboard heed my commands?

Mostima smiled faintly and replied, "Ghost ships differ significantly from ordinary undead; they are regarded as individuals. The spirits aboard cannot refuse commands from the ghost ship. In comparison, I find it rather intriguing. The ghost ship itself has come to life, with the passengers transformed into components of its soul flame."

Whether the ship is alive or dead is of little consequence; what matters is that I do not desire such a vessel!

"Oh, you need only use your heart of the undead warrior to infiltrate the ghost ship; I will teach you how…"

"Hey! Mostima, are you even listening to me?"

Mostima is undeniably untrustworthy, yet the disparity in our powers is immense; his words possess an indescribable allure. Despite my awareness that accepting his gift is utterly unacceptable, I find myself tempted, allowing the ghostly blue flame within me to spread to my hand, transforming into a brilliant azure flame that engulfed the Golden Princess.

The treasure I seek is known as the Pentagram Bracelet. Once you acquire it and deliver it to Skull Island, I shall be freed from this curse. I will reward you generously—be it power or anything else, I will ensure you obtain whatever you desire.

Once the azure flames enveloped the Golden Princess, the luxurious ghost cruise ship vanished within the heart of the undead warrior. In an instant, my consciousness expanded exponentially, encompassing every corner of the ghost ship. It felt as if the ship were an inexhaustible reservoir of energy, enabling me to extract death energy almost without limit.

What began as a mere flicker of azure flame grew tenfold after consuming the Golden Princess. However, this surge in power did not bring joy, but rather a profound chill. Two small flames of azure ignited in my eyes, revealing the strength of each undead soul before me.

As Mostima had stated, the ghost ship is an amalgamation of countless spirits; their strength is not determined by size, but rather by their ancient nature and the ship's lingering resentment. Though the Golden Princess is vast, it has only recently transformed into a ghost ship, its soul flames scattered throughout and not yet coalesced into a singular entity. It pales in comparison to those seemingly decrepit vessels, whose soul flames are cohesive and exude an aura of danger to the living.

Controlling the Golden Princess is no more challenging than defeating a single skeletal lord, yet its deathly aura is a thousand times more potent. When I turned around, Mostima, the impeccably dressed man who bore no resemblance to the undead, had vanished. His previous words had been hasty; I could hardly believe he would offer me such benefits based solely on a verbal promise, and his vague references to the Pentagram Bracelet suggested he was equally reluctant to fulfill his end of the bargain.

The battle between King Xu, riding the storm clouds, and the Abyssal Ice Sea Dragon raged on, and I could not discern when their conflict would cease. Time stretched unbearably, revealing just how little I truly understood of this world.

Lost in endless contemplation, the titanic clash above me and beneath the waves ceased to affect me. The cultivation of my nameless martial arts gradually restored my true energy; the skeletal disguise had lost all significance. I stood upon a towering rock on the island, embodying a living soul amidst the undead's warfare.

"Master Horus, is that you?"

I know not how long had passed, but the cataclysmic battle continued unabated until a familiar presence roused me from my reverie. Horus, the diminutive yet upright figure wielding an axe, a former stalwart of the underworld, materialized within the teleportation magic circle.

He surveyed the battlefield and whispered urgently, "Come with me; this place is unsuitable for practice."

I readily agreed. Upon reappearing on Bafin Island, I noticed a complex expression on Horus's face; he seemed deeply concerned, as if troubled by some matter.

I had not anticipated such a significant upheaval upon bringing him back to bestow the title of Demon Island Warrior. I am astonished you survived such a fierce battle.

The title of Demon Island Warrior? Has Axeman truly grasped the heart of a warrior?

Upon hearing my inquiry, Axeman beamed with pride, declaring, "Master Horus believes I possess great potential as a warrior. Not only have I comprehended the heart of a warrior, but I have also advanced the Primordial True Canon to the second level. Even if the curse master were to resurrect, I would not fear him."

My eyes flared with azure flames as I perceived a vibrant red flame surging within Axeman's chest, seemingly more vigorous than my own heart of the undead warrior. This revelation elicited a soft exclamation from Horus.


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