“Do you still remember your enemies?” Roy looked down at Cassandra. “Although I need to avenge you in the demon contract, since you’ve transformed into a lich because of my blood, I think you should be very willing to kill those who persecuted you personally?”
“Yes, Master!” When Cassandra heard this, she clenched her skeleton hand and said in a tone without happiness, “I want to personally kill all the pirates on that pirate ship. I want to tie the church bishop who burned my mother to death on the cross and let him have a taste of being swallowed by flames! As for my nominal father, I won’t let him die happy!”
Cassandra did not mention the slave ship because the pirates had killed all the people on the slave ship. Even if she wanted to get revenge on them, she no longer had the opportunity.
As such, Roy understood the targets that Cassandra had requested vengeance on in the demon contract: her inhuman father, the church in her hometown that was as cold as a viper, and that group of cruel pirates.
Of these three targets for revenge, the first two were relatively simple. After all, they would not be able to fly away on land. However, the pirates might be more troublesome, as they would be difficult to find because they traveled on the sea.
Most importantly, Cassandra was not too sure what the pirate group was called because she had encountered the pirates when they plundered the slave ship and could not see what their pirate flag looked like. The only clue to this pirate group was the pirate whom she had bitten the ear off of!
But it did not matter. They could always be found…
Looking at Cassandra’s tattered clothes wrapping around her skinny skeleton, Roy thought for a while before saying, “Wait, I’ll get you some clothes. You really don’t look like a lich…”
Cassandra did not object. She nodded and allowed Roy to make the arrangements. Roy opened a blank page in the system interface and began to draw.
What he drew was the lich robe of Kel’Thuzad he had in his memory because this image was too classic. Roy felt that only this robe with the petal-like bottom could be considered a true lich’s clothing!
He did not spend too much time on the drawing, nor did he consume many of his souls when he exchanged for it because he did not make any special settings for the material of the robe. There were no enchantment effects such as magic power amplification, and it was just ordinary cloth, so he did not even use a soul to exchange for it.
It had to be said that Cassandra looked much more decent after putting on the lich robe. The robe was dark blue, representing the power of darkness and frost. The petal-like skirt fluttered slightly as she floated. The towering shoulder pads and the wide collar standing upright behind her wrapped around her skull and chest, leaving only the ribs at the center of her abdomen exposed.
In the hollow eye sockets, the flames of death that were full of hatred glowed. With Cassandra’s current appearance, anyone who saw her would shudder in fear.
The only pity was that this lich, Cassandra, was different from those mages and warlocks who had been transformed by the evil ritual. She did not have too much magic power because all her power was bestowed by Roy’s of demon blood. Although she could use the power of darkness and frost, her magic power was at most at one hundred, which was not even 10% of Roy’s!
This little bit of magic power might be enough to deal with ordinary people, but based on Roy’s perception of this world’s repulsive force, this could be considered a middle-magic world. Cassandra had mentioned that the church was killing witches, so Roy speculated that there might also be existences with extraordinary powers, and perhaps they were not weak.
Therefore, Roy wondered if Cassandra could possibly evolve, so he took out a soul from the system space and handed it to her. “Try and see if you can absorb it!”
However, reality proved Roy wrong. Not all lifeforms could absorb souls to increase their magic power, at least not an undead creature like a lich!
Cassandra no longer had a soul. Although she could see the soul in her undead state, she could not absorb it, so Roy could only regretfully put it away.
However, just as Roy was feeling slightly regretful, Cassandra suddenly said, “Master, I can feel… hunger!”
“Hunger?” Roy asked curiously. “What do you want to eat?”
“I don’t quite know…” Cassandra was a little confused. “I just instinctively felt that you and the hellhound have something that I desire…”
“Both me and Fat Tiger?” Roy swayed his tail while thinking for a while. He knew that Cassandra was definitely not referring to souls or magic power, so he suddenly thought of something and asked tentatively, “You mean life force?”
The flames of death in Cassandra’s eyes suddenly brightened when she heard this term, and she nodded. “Maybe!”
After hearing what she said, Roy felt that it was normal. That’s right. If there was something that undead desired the most, it was life force. It should be known that life force was a special power that only existed in living creatures.
“Very good. Then, in the process of your revenge, the life force of your enemies will belong to you, and their souls will belong to me! Got it?” Roy said.
“I follow your will, Master!” Cassandra said respectfully.
Just as Roy was about to let Cassandra rest and adapt to her body and magic power and wait for the storm to pass, a strange sound suddenly spread on the floating island.
Knock… Knock… Knock!
It was as if something was beating on the ice wall enclosing them. Fat Tiger woke up immediately. He raised his head toward the direction of the sound and let out a threatening growl.
On the sea outside, a bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky. Under the light of the lightning, Roy saw a blurry figure reflected on the ice wall.
“That’s strange. There’s actually someone in such stormy weather?” Roy felt that it was very strange. He thought that it was a victim at sea that coincidentally bumped into this floating ice island he created, so he raised his hand and controlled the melting of the ice wall to reveal a hole.
When the hole appeared, the wind and rain outside immediately blew in. However, the figure standing at the hole did not struggle to climb in like a victim.
He… walked in!
In the darkness, Roy saw the figure clearly at a glance and then realized that it was a monster coming in!
The monster had a humanoid body but a flatfish-like head. His body was full of all kinds of barnacles, starfish, and so on, looking as if he had favus. It was a disgusting sight.
This fish-man was holding a rusted chain in his hand. He dragged the chain on the ground, leaving water stains all over. After entering, he immediately shouted in a threatening tone, “Was it you who used black sorcery to take that soul away?”
He did not seem to be able to see the situation inside clearly because of the light. After just seeing the two figures vaguely, he spoke directly.
Roy’s thoughts moved as he Flashed and appeared in front of this fish-man. He stretched out his demon claws, grabbed the fish-man’s head, and lifted him up. After twisting the fish-man to face him, Roy grinned at him. “Were you shouting at me just now?!”
With a crash, another bolt of lightning flashed across the night sky, and the fish-man finally saw Roy’s face. He immediately trembled in fear. “D-demon!? How can it be a demon?!”
“Who are you?” Roy asked. “Who sent you? Why do you know that a soul disappeared? Answer me properly, or else don’t blame me for my hand shaking and accidentally crushing your head!”
“Don’t! Don’t! I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you!” The fish-man was terrified and did not dare to struggle, only hurriedly explaining, “It’s… Captain Davy Jones sent me here to take a look! He… Although he no longer ferries the souls of those who died at sea, he can sense them as long as the souls of those who died at sea appear. And… not long ago, Captain Davy Jones sensed that a soul that should have been in the sea had mysteriously disappeared, so… he sent me here to take a look…”
“Davy Jones? The Flying Dutchman?” Roy was surprised.
“Yes, him!” The fish-man sighed in relief when he saw that this demon knew their captain’s name.
It’s actually the Pirates of the Caribbean world? But thinking about it, Roy did not feel that it was too strange. Witches, pirates, slave ships, these terms that Cassandra had mentioned earlier were something Roy should have thought of…
However, Cassandra’s revenge has not even begun yet, so why has Davy Jones come to me?
“Is it true that Davy Jones can sense all the souls of those that perished at sea?” Roy asked the fish-man.
“Y-yes!” The fish-man nodded.
“Then go back and tell Davy Jones that the disappeared soul is already mine! Tell him not to think about it anymore!” With that said, Roy threw the fish-man away.
Roy knew that the so-called disappeared soul referred to Cassandra’s soul. He reckoned that Davy Jones had not expected that her soul would fall into the Abyss while in the sea.
Although Roy knew that this was the Pirates of the Caribbean world, he was very clear that he did not need to interact with the people in this world. Although Davy Jones had reached an agreement with Calypso, the goddess of the sea, to help her guide the souls of those who died at sea to the afterlife, from the looks of it, Davy Jones had stopped his work. And he and his subordinates had been cursed.
Since he had already stopped his work, he could not manage Roy.
This was why Roy had made this fish-man bring back what he said…
After being thrown out by Roy, the fish-man ignored the pain, crawled out of the melted hole, and then rolled over into the sea.
He regretted that he was sent to carry out this investigation mission. He had originally thought that it was some audacious fellow who risked offending Captain Davy Jones and used black sorcery to forcibly intercept the soul that should belong to Captain Davy Jones. However, when he found out that this audacious fellow was actually a demon, he was scared out of his wits…
He had to hurry back and report this situation to Captain Davy Jones. A demon was summoned to the world. It was a huge event…