Chapter 1173: Chapter 1160: Ghost Fleet Chapter 1173: Chapter 1160: Ghost Fleet “It is indeed an interesting phenomenon, my luck isn’t bad either; even in times of boredom, I can find such a world.”

The Giant God, who merely by existing illuminated a region of the Dark Void Domain, gazed at the world before him. Because of his joy, the light emanating from him became even more radiant.

The world that brought him joy looked no different from the other life-bearing worlds scattered throughout the Void. At a glance, it seemed quite ordinary, possessing nothing special enough to move a being of his stature.

However, in Muria’s Dazzling Golden Eyes, this world was not ordinary. It overlapped with another world, glowing with a dim gray light of World Barrier; the two worlds were slowly coming together, seemingly merging into one.

This dim gray world seemed illusory and transparent, and it indeed felt unreal, which was actually the case, for it was an exceptionally special world.

In the Void, most worlds give birth to intelligent races of flesh and blood, and a very few worlds bring forth elemental life forms.

But there are some extremely special worlds hidden within other dimensions, inaccessible except through specific means.

In other words, if one were to wander normally through the Void, these special worlds would not be observed, not even by Epics. However, in the boundless expanse of the Void, coincidences and miracles do happen.

This led to the bizarre scene before Muria, where a world that could only be observed and reached through special means was merging with an ordinary world from the Void.

For other worlds in the Void, this was an inconceivable event. Two worlds with complete rules of material existence could not physically merge; the only way to merge was for the intelligent races of one world to plunder the other.

But the two worlds before Muria had managed to do just that. The reason was that one of the worlds was far too special—it was a world of spirit, with no material entities.

Therefore, the merging of the two worlds did not involve any physical collision. However, it was completely different on the level of rules. The clashes between their laws caused fluctuations that astonished Muria.

Each world in the Void is a unique treasure, possessing unique traits that other worlds do not have. It is these unique traits that create the prosperity in the Void and give rise to great beings who rove freely through it.

Therefore, if two worlds merge due to various coincidences, their laws will inevitably clash intensely. Only after one world completely overpowers and integrates the other can the two worlds truly merge into a new world.

However, from Muria’s perspective, it was not yet clear which of the two worlds merging and absorbing the other was gaining the upper hand.

Moreover, Muria did not care which world’s laws prevailed or who would dominate in the newly formed world in the future; it did not concern him.

What he truly cared about was how much benefit he could gain from the merging worlds and how much he could enhance himself from it.

Muria neither liked nor would take the path of the Evil God, erasing all creatures from a world and collapsing the entire world to gain resources. In his view, as a son of Titan and dragon, such actions were too despicable to consider.

But apart from destroying worlds and seizing the lives of millions of creatures to advance himself, Muria did not mind obtaining resources in other ways—in fact, the more the better.

Source power is the simplest, most direct, and most effective divine object to enhance Epic strength, but apart from source power, there are many other divine objects that can enhance Epic strength, most of which are fostered within medium or large worlds.

Among these, the largest worlds contain the most, but Muria currently has no qualification to scout large worlds. Therefore, he could only focus on medium-sized worlds, while small worlds, which hardly even nurture Legends, let alone contain divine objects useful to Epics, were out of the question.

However, divine objects useful to Epics are also scarce in medium-sized worlds; if they exist, they are generally quickly consumed by the native creatures, leaving outsiders with no competitive edge.

Thus, individuals like Muria, who do not follow the path of the Evil God and whose strength is mid-tier among Epics, rely greatly on luck to become stronger.

Of course, this applies to wild Epics similar in strength to Muria, not including those who control secret Epic techniques. For Epics like Muria with a background, strength enhancement does not depend on luck; luck is just the icing on the cake.

However, when luck arrives and he encounters a world nurturing divine objects that can enhance his strength, Muria would not miss it.

As the two worlds collide and meld, their intertwining laws will undoubtedly generate many divine objects—an excellent opportunity to reap benefits.

More importantly, due to the collision of laws between the two planes, the World Law weakens its suppressive force against extraneous entities considerably, and even loses its force entirely at the point where the two planes converge.

However, Muria did not plan to enter directly in his true form; at the interstice of the worlds, although there might be no external suppression, as an Epic, he had to be cautious about his own existence’s impact on foreign elements.

As an Epic who could freely traverse the countless voids, every move he made, every breath he took, could have a tremendous impact on the surrounding environment, making him a walking, large-scale catastrophe.

This was merely his natural state; once he engaged in battle, the shockwaves he produced could bring about cataclysmic disasters, enough to devastate the civilization of a world.

Besides, such a world that seemingly lacked even Epic Deities did not truly require his bodily entrance; assembling an avatar or sending his minions to gather information would suffice.

…

In the silent deep Sea of the Undead, where not even a hint of wind existed, all seemed to stand still, but this was merely a facade.

Beneath the depths of the sea, semi-transparent Vengeful Spirits roamed, guarding massive iron ships as they cruised through the Sea of the Undead, quelling any non-submissive undead.

“Unnoticed, the Half-plane of the Dead snatched from that old Pirate, Barbosa, who desired to be a pirate even in death, has developed to this extent,”
Majesty so overwhelming that it forced all Spirits to prostrate swept across the sky of the Sea of the Dead, where underscore thousands of undead offered their utmost reverence to this completely undisguised will.

A sigh escaped Muria’s will after sweeping through the entire Sea of the Undead; he had never forgotten this demi-plane wrested from the clutches of a Legendary Peak Lich, yet he had never really focused on it.

Before absorbing the power of the Seven-Disaster Demon God, his power had no association with Death Qi, not even to the slightest degree. Even now, he did not value these undead.

Of course, Muria’s attitude did not affect the Sea of the Undead which had merged into his Semi Plane. With his power, it rapidly grew and strengthened.

Although it did not reap the greatest benefits either in the merging with the small world nearly destroyed by the erosion of the Desolate Evil God or in the dissolution of the Evil God Remains, this did not hinder the Sea of the Undead from expanding as part of Muria’s Semi Plane.

Then there was the scene Muria now beheld: a calm, waveless black Sea of the Undead centered around the undead port he had plundered, with a Skull Island, formed from condensed Death Qi, towering in the midst of the ocean.

On this land of the dead, which could be deemed a continent, undead forces centered around eight massive skeletal cities fought amongst themselves. When Muria’s will swept over this Skull Island, all undead prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.

“Is this chaos the result of no management?” Muria was slightly surprised to see such disarray arise on the Sea of the Undead, which he had always disregarded and deliberately kept out of his sight.

But this was a normal phenomenon, after all, more than ninety percent of his minions resided on the central lands where the Eternal Tree of Life had rooted. If any faction of his minions presided over the Sea of the Undead, such an appearance would not persist.

However, it was not too late to dispel this chaos now; despite his neglect, these battling undead knew who truly ruled the Sea of the Undead.

Without spending much time, merely by relaying a will, the chaos of the Sea of the Undead announced its end, and then all the undead gathered together.

They began, under the approaching will of their dominion, to select the finest among them, forming the most formidable Ghost Fleet of the Sea of the Undead, ready to follow their dominion on a far-reaching expedition.

“Hmm, perhaps I should pay a little more attention to the Sea of the Undead in the future. The advantages of the undead are quite clear. After all, I now command laws associated with death,”
Seeing the highly efficient undead under his will, Muria nodded in satisfaction and then extended his hand. A Magic Staff, pulling with it the vast light of elements, materialized in his palm.

The so-named Wand of the End Times hummed and vibrated, then the swirling Light of Elements gradually transformed into deep aura of still death. Under the gaze of the Giant God, an arm clad in Black Armor grasped the staff that seemed to symbolize the power of Hades.

“All preparations are nearly complete,” declared the Hades avatar, a split from Muria’s true self, as his profound gaze turned towards two overlapping worlds. Behind him, the calm Sea of the Undead surfaced as a vast Ghost Fleet ascended…

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