I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Rumble!

Another clap of thunder.

The pitch-black sea turned a ghastly white, reflecting the same pallor on the deck of the ”Gray Sparrow.”

On the damp deck, many strange and deformed figures appeared out of thin air!

In the blinding white light, their appearances became clear for a brief moment.

They were the Fishmen from the destroyed Yilamut Port!

The scales that once covered their bodies had peeled off completely, revealing slippery and sinister skin.

Slimy transparent mucus dripped from their bodies.

They had already died under the bombardment, but for some unknown reason, they were now back here, turned into unequivocal monsters.

Their monstrous eyes both bore vertical pupils, barely colored, almost transparent.

The next second, their soulless eyes uniformly turned towards the entrance of the ship’s cabin.

There, the door was opened from the inside.

Han Zhan and a group of girls appeared at the doorway, taking in the sight of the monsters on the deck.

”Ah Zhan, the rotary cannon is on the deck, behind them,” Nuannuan reminded.

”We can’t use the cannon. If we use it, the Gray Sparrow will be severely damaged,” Shang Siteng shook her head.

Watching the monsters attracted by the light, beginning to rush rapidly towards them.

Han Zhan spoke up immediately:

”Xiao Zao and I will handle these monsters. Everyone else, retreat back to the cabin.”

”Xiao Jin, you are a sword cultivator; you can protect yourself, so ensure everyone’s safety!”

”Siteng, continue to flip through that diary to see if there’s more information about such monsters!”

Within a few breaths, Han Zhan made his decision and issued his instructions.

No one said more; everyone acted immediately.

Han Zhan and Feng Xiaozao emerged from the cabin onto the deck.

At that moment, another bolt of lightning split the sky.

The pale light pierced the clouds, illuminating the ”Gray Sparrow.”

Making them see even more of the resurrected monsters hidden in the darkness.

On the ship’s hull, the masts, the ropes, bow deck... everywhere!

Their soulless transparent pupils fixated on themselves, mouths opened, revealing swirling teeth.

Facing such a scene akin to a horror movie, Feng Xiaozao subconsciously swallowed.

In terms of combat experience, she didn’t even match someone like Lingzhen, an auxiliary healer.

”Don’t worry, they can’t break through your defense.”

Beside her, Han Zhan comforted with certainty.

As soon as he finished speaking, he dashed forward, leaping into the midst of the resurrected mutated fishmen.

As the old Fishman said, the Fishman Race is a combat-proficient race.

These resurrected mutated Fishmen, wielding rusted, seaweed-wrapped long knives or tridents, agilely attacked Han Zhan.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

After several collisions, the sound of clashing metal rang out. Unbeknownst to anyone, Han Zhan suddenly held a sword as bright as moonlight.

The former Level Eight Weapon, Moonlight Longsword.

After fully merging with the Ancient Divine Weapon Xuanyuan Sword, it had been gathering dust in the storage pouch, without a chance to come forth.

But now, it was wielded again.

The numerous effects of the Moonlight Longsword were unperformable in this Water Planet under its special rules.

Yet, stripped of all its effects, the Moonlight Longsword remained a Level Eight Weapon and the handiest weapon at the moment.

The watery moonlight flowed in Han Zhan’s hand, his sword steps interweaving, dancing like a butterfly amidst the mutated Fishman horde.

The Moonlight Longsword continued to swing in his hand, the sword arc like an antelope hanging its horns, precisely reaping the heads of each Fishman.

Instantly, heads flew on the deck, and blue-purple blood splattered.

Feng Xiaozao was still shocked that even without the talent blessing, Han Zhan’s melee capabilities remained terrifyingly formidable.

At the side of the ship’s hull, several mutated Fishmen had already climbed up from the sea.

Not only had they been resurrected, but they’d also been given high combat intelligence, realizing that the person wreaking havoc was troublesome, they immediately shifted their target to another seemingly frail woman.

Feng Xiaozao was still in a daze; her combat awareness was truly poor, and she lacked combat experience.

Three to five ferocious Fishmen lunged from both sides!

They raised their anchors or dual blades high above, smashing them crazily onto Feng Xiaozao before she could react.

”Ah!” Feng Xiaozao exclaimed instinctively, startled by the sudden ambush.

But the next second, the blade that struck her immediately broke into two pieces, while the rebounding shard smashed into the face of the ambushing Fishman, embedding into its face.

Another anchor, even more rusted, directly crumbled into a heap of iron debris, leaving only a bare handle in the Fishman’s hand.

Feng Xiaozao and the Fishman exchanged glances.

Realizing what happened, Feng Xiaozao quickly swung a punch.

This punch seemed to have no force at all.

The delicate, fair fist having a certain flavor of a thug’s exhilarating punch.

But this light punch, when hitting the mutated Fishman across, caused the latter to explode with scattered flesh and bones, as if hit by a towering ship.

”So... weak?”

Feng Xiaozao looked down at her fist in surprise.

She seemed only then to understand what Han Zhan meant by not needing to worry.

So, there really was no need to worry at all?

Feng Xiaozao replicated her moves, casually throwing several punches, each of those mutated Fishmen that got hit burst into heaps of flesh.

As Feng Xiaozao began getting into the swing of things, the mass of flesh she initially punched and shattered suddenly moved.

Soon, a large amount of flesh reassembled into the complete form of a mutated Fishman.

Not just on Feng Xiaozao’s side, but Han Zhan also encountered the same situation.

Though these Fishmen were outmatched, they couldn’t be killed completely!

Whether it was having their head cut off by Han Zhan’s sword or their body smashed to bits by Feng Xiaozao’s punch, they would revive and recover within a few breaths.

Meanwhile, during this continual combat, both their hunger value and spiritual value were constantly declining.

It was part of the game rules.

Once the body’s stats hit the bottom, they might really be worn down to death by these mutated Fishmen!

”Save as much stamina as possible, reduce the number of attacks!” Realizing the severity of the problem, Han Zhan spoke out immediately.

He and Feng Xiaozao fought while retreating, back to the door of the cabin, leaning against the cabin door, no longer attacking as recklessly as at the start.

It was just nightfall, and enduring through the entire night was still a long way off.

At this moment, the ”Gray Sparrow” suddenly shuddered slightly, then began to sail forward into the endless darkness of the storm.

In the ears of Han Zhan and Feng Xiaozao, Shang Siteng’s voice rang out.

”Hold on!”

”I’ve found the answer to dealing with this situation in that sailing diary!”