In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

When Prajna came out again, she had put on a long black silk dress, and her waist-length black hair was tied up with a hairband, revealing her smooth forehead.

Lothar did not wear armor, but put on a thick burqa over a silk shirt, and put on the black dragon-patterned cloak, because even dragon scale armor would not be worn when facing giant ocean beasts. It's like not wearing any clothes.

Regardless of whether these giant beasts have extraordinary abilities like the Kraken, their huge bodies alone possess unparalleled destructive power.

A flattering smile appeared on Hogg's face: Madam, you are so glorious tonight.

Although he doesn't like Prajna very much, and is even a little afraid and hostile to her, Hogg is not stupid enough to show it.

Everyone knows that the three ladies, Prajna, Fringilla, and Jeanne, may become their mistresses in the future, and the taciturn Ms. Prajna is especially likely.

Because she was the first to follow the adults, even earlier than the werewolf Hans.

Your Excellency is a nostalgic person.

Prajna glanced at him and nodded slightly, taking it as a thank you.

Hogg didn't care about Prajna's indifference. In his opinion, it was normal. You know, if he was a thief, Prajna would be an official, or a high-ranking official like the warden.

Sir, Ocean Disaster is already waiting for you at the port.

Hogg said respectfully.

plz follow me.

The line flows smoothly.

Naturally, the patrolling soldiers would not stop Lothar. Instead, Lothar ordered him to notify Coors if he did not come back tomorrow morning.

Lothar and Hogg passed the regular harbor and detoured all the way to a pile of rocks on the side.

Where is it?

Shall we take the sampan to board the ship?

Hogg said with some pride: Of course not, the 'Ocean Disaster' is right at our feet. You only need to take your noble steps and you will have a clear path to reach its deck.

He opened his arms.

The water surface is slightly rippled.

Gurgling bubbles rise from the bottom of the sea.

The temperature drops at a rate visible to the naked eye.

An ominous and gloomy aura rose in Lothar's heart, but the beast's intuition did not issue a warning sign, but this aura was really disturbing.

Click——

The white bones stick out of the water and interlock with each other like mortise and tenon joints, forming layers of white bone stairs.

It slowly accumulates from the bottom of the sea and extends to the reef.

Captain Hogg smiled and bowed: Sir, please review your loyal 'Ocean Disaster' and its crew.

Hogg, who was wearing wide-leg trousers, took two steps back, performed a gentleman's salute common in the Age of Discovery, and motioned for Lothar to go first.

Lothar didn't hesitate, stretched out her foot and stepped on the first step.

Very stable!

There is no feeling of shaking at all.

Then, there is the second level and the third level.

His feet were completely immersed in the sea water.

But the seawater didn't get into his boots, or even wet his trouser legs.

Lothar showed a hint of surprise, and then continued walking down the stairs until only the upper part of his chest was still on the sea.

He looked back at the lit Siegfried tower. To a certain extent, this tower could also act as a lighthouse, guiding merchant ships' course.

Behind him, Prajna Gujing Wubo's eyes made Lothar feel at ease.

He continued walking down.

His mouth was submerged into the seawater first. He tried to breathe and found that although there was a faint stale smell in the air, there was no seawater coming in.

Lothar no longer hesitated and sank completely under the sea.

Underwater is a completely different world.

The original hustle and bustle was immediately cut off.

He saw a dark, decaying ghost ship floating quietly in the middle of the sea under the stairs of bones stretching downward.

Its whole body is surrounded by green fluorescence.

The black sail hanging on the mast depicts a grinning skull.

On the deck, there are zombie sailors with rotten bodies and different shapes.

The zombie first mate, who was majestic and at least two and a half meters tall, raised his head and looked at the man who was said to be the captain's boss with a hint of disdain on his face.

Oh, I have to show everyone what kind of skills this guy has that can make the captain respectful.

Incompetent people will not be recognized by Ocean Disaster.

Everyone suddenly became excited and planned to give this captain's boss, who was obviously a living person, a showdown.

Since being cursed as immortals, these crew members have been unable to enjoy fine wines and delicacies, nor can they hang out in brothels. They have all turned into people who have fun, fearing that the world will not be in chaos.

Lothar's boot soles stepped on the last level of the Bone Staircase and came to the deck - this place had obviously been cleaned. Although it was old, it was very clean.

Welcome, young man.

Welcome as a guest, as a guest, let's perform a dance for everyone, haha!

The gathered zombie sailors raised their weapons and let out bursts of piercing screams, like cheers, but more like taunts.

My vassal's vassal is not my vassal - so, my retinue's crew is not my retinue either?

Lothar was not frightened by this formation of undead.

He also knew very well that the reason why Hogg did not explain this was probably because he did not think this was something difficult to solve for Lothar.

And that's exactly what happened.

I'm the best at dealing with dark creatures and such.

Lothar straightened her chest.

In his calm eyes, there seemed to be a black storm gathering.

The next moment, the terrifying pressure of the dark lord suddenly spread.

In the eyes of the zombie sailors, a terrifying dragon emitting fierce flames was standing behind Lothar, opening its huge mouth toward the crowd.

Roar--

The silent roar made them subconsciously take several steps back.

Even the zombie first mate, who was like a little giant, had a look of fear on his face.

Prajna stepped on the deck immediately behind Lothar.

She didn't make any special movements, but the grimace on the shield in her hand suddenly opened her eyes.

Its eyes are shining.

The malicious greed inside made the zombie sailors feel their scalps numb, as if even the carrion on their bodies was no longer safe and would be eaten up by this ghostly face.

Hogg followed him to the deck, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing: Hahaha, these idiots, your boss's boss, how can you, a bunch of idiots whose brains have been soaked by the sea water, offend?

Kneel down and call me Sir!

There was no hesitation.

The zombie sailors all knelt down.

The originally planned demonstration has long been thrown out of the window.

…

Lothar stretched out her hand and held the top of the black ship's side, looking up at the sea level with its harsh waves.

The slight light above the head was quickly fading.

Soon, the surroundings were completely plunged into darkness.

The faint green lights burning on the ocean disaster seem to be swallowed up by darkness at any time in the sea.

On the deck, it was quiet.

Only a faint sound of water could be heard.

A feeling of fear and depression arose from Lothar's heart.

This made him frown.

This kind of environment is really difficult for terrestrial humans to get used to. It has nothing to do with strength, it is purely instinct. No one is sure whether a sea beast will suddenly pounce in the surrounding darkness.

Don't be afraid, I'm here.

A soft, slender palm was stuffed into Lothar's palm.

I'm not afraid.

I just…

Lothar felt a little embarrassed, because she should be the one to say this.

Prajna interrupted what Lothar was trying to explain: Hogg is right. This place is really similar to hell. There is almost no light. I haven't been exposed to such an environment for a while.

She turned her head and looked at Lothar, but there was still no emotion on her face: It's like this at the Gate of Hell, with green lanterns hanging on both sides. My tribe and I just looked at the souls from the human world, like It's like a puppet, walking mechanically from Huangquan Road.

Usually, most of the time, we don't need to do anything. We are like statues, standing on both sides of the gate of hell, without talking, only thinking.

At this time.

Next to the ocean disaster, Lothar saw a huge school of fish that was like a storm, and would disperse as soon as it got closer.

A zombie crewman held a harpoon in his hand and suddenly threw it, piercing a stupid fish swimming nearby.

He was dragged back by it, stuffed into his mouth and chewed.

Seeing Lothar, it quickly squeezed out a flattering smile on its face: Sir, do you want a bite?

Lothar looked at the struggling sea fish and shook his head.

Go on, Prajna. I'd love to know more about your past.