650 The Death Dao! (1/2)
Wang Baole whipped out the mask as soon as he heard the voice. It wasn't invisible. This wasn't another illusion. Ever since he had entered the battleship, he had grown increasingly paranoid.
”Stop looking. It's your fault for sneaking into this wretched place. I've been suppressed since you entered the battleship and had to hide myself. I've even had to go back to sleep in order to prevent myself from being devoured. I can't stay awake for long either!” Little Missy said in an annoyed voice when she saw what Wang Baole did.
”Devoured?” Wang Baole's mind was set at ease when he realized that Little Missy was alright and her usual self. He had perked up until he heard what Little Missy had said.
”Youngsters these days, each one bolder than the next. Feng Qiuran's like that, and so is that Mie Liezi. Even You Ran. They've all gone mad. You too, fatty! Do you know where you are? This is the Never-Ending Clan's Death Dao Battleship!” Little Missy sounded tired. If one could see her actual form now, they would be able to see her rubbing her forehead while pointing an accusatory finger at the chubby cultivator standing in front of her.
”The Death Dao? Isn't this a Sacrificial Palace?” This was the first time Wang Baole had heard about the Death Dao.
”During the war between the Never-Ending Clan and the Dark Sect, the Never-Ending Clan destroyed the Heavenly Dao and changed the nomological laws. They used the fallen Heavenly Dao and space as the cauldron, and stars as their materials, to create ninety thousand Death Dao Battleships. The first nine hundred battleships were as powerful as a Star Domain realm cultivators, the next nine thousand battleships as powerful as Eternal Star realm cultivators, and the remaining battleships as powerful as Planet realm cultivators. The battleship that you are currently in might have been severely damaged, but it is still at the Spirit Immortal realm!
”Death Dao Battleships prohibit the entry of the living. Any living person on board would be contaminated by the environment and drained of all life. That is because shards of the Heavenly Dao have been buried in the battleship. The corpses of that past great war are also buried here. The laws governing this place ensures that it will continue running, without ever stopping, and the source of it all are the battle robes before you!
”The one who puts on those robes will seize control over this battleship. He will also be able to commandeer the countless dead in this ship!”
Wang Baole's widened when he heard that. He jerked his head towards the battle robes, hunger burning in his eyes. Before he could say anything though, Little Missy spoke again, irritation clear in her voice.
”The only way to get the robes on is to sacrifice one's blood and flesh and set fire to one's soul. Just as the soul is about to turn to nothingness, he will then meld with the battle robes and become one with the robes. He'll be able to commandeer the Death Dao Battleship then. From that point onwards, you and the battleship will be one and the same. You wanna give that a try, fatty?”
”Ah?” Wang Baole didn't realize that was what Little Missy was leading to. He hesitated.
”It's not bad, actually. You can still continue your cultivation after you've turned into the battleship. You might even meet a female battleship one day and start a relationship,” Little Missy said, her tone casual. The words she was speaking made Wang Baole's hair stand, though. He shook his head hastily.
”You'll find it a challenging feat even if you do want to try it. The battle robes have been damaged. The last entity who fused his soul with it was slain by someone else, and the wound on his forehead remains on the battle robes. The only way to heal that wound is through sacrificing the living. My guess is that you've all been lured here. They want your living flesh and blood!
”Your flesh and blood will form nutrients that can be absorbed by the battle robes. It won't help the mastermind in seizing control over the armies of the dead on board this battleship, but he'll be able to take over the steering of the battleship. He can head towards the Dao Palace then. If the living there aren't enough, he can charge into the Federation and lay waste to every living creature in the Federation. The scale of that blood sacrifice should be sufficient for it to recover a significant extent of its power.
”The Never-Ending Clan is fixated on assigning missions. If I'm not wrong, the mastermind behind this entire conspiracy accepted the mission to stop the ancient greenish-bronze sword in flight, and the mission is still in progress. The punishment he will have to face will be great if he fails. That is why he won't call for help unless he has to. Some other things might also have happened that resulted in him being unable to transmit his location back to the Never-Ending Clan. That could be another reason why he hasn't sought reinforcements. In fact, this person is likely thinking about the great rewards he'll be receiving should he manage to complete the mission. The incentive is sufficiently enticing that he's willing to gamble!”
Little Missy laid out her thoughts meticulously. She spoke in a mellow voice that was low but absent of heaviness. Wang Baole blinked. He agreed with Little Missy's assessment, but he also knew Little Missy's character. Since she had shared so much with him, she must have a solution. He coughed, then threw a few casual praises at her before asking anxiously for a way out of their current situation.
”Simple. Just call for your senior brother. He'll solve this for you with a single blade.” Little Missy snorted. She clearly found Wang Baole's flattery unsatisfactory.
Wang Baole was rendered speechless. He knew that was indeed the easiest way out of this. However, he had no idea how to get his senior brother's attention. He sighed, then suddenly said.