Early the next morning, the ghost ship had already circled the ends of the earth at the southern end of the Tanaris Desert and began to enter the waters of the Silithus Desert.

While Blake was having breakfast, Seifer came to report that they would reach the desert coast at midnight today at the latest. The first mate reported that everyone on the ship was ready to land, and that she would follow Blake ashore this time.

"Can you control Onyxia's body well?"

Blake wiped his mouth and asked:

"I mean fighting."

The first mate, who was cleaning the captain's room, raised his head, brushed his hair and said:

"I am a dragon myself. There is no problem in using the body of a dragon to fight. Of course, it will take time to adapt to the black dragon's tactics, but you don't have to worry about me holding you back."

She complained again in a low voice:

"That body was not born just to serve you at night. It would be a pity to leave her in Nagfar's warehouse."

"Fine."

The pirate did not refuse this kindness, he said:

"Remember to put on your armor when the time comes, I mean the serious one."

"You don't have to stress! I'm not a fool."

The first auxiliary dragon replied fiercely with a red face, picked up the sheets and dinner plate and walked out of the cabin, giving him a passionate kiss as usual before leaving.

Blake shrugged, poured himself a glass of wine, and did not leave the captain's cabin, but continued to practice the skills of manipulating the spirit of revenge here.

He has found some feeling, and he has been very busy these days.

But soon, Fenna came to disturb him again..

The idiot warrior seemed to have slept very well last night. She was wearing a warrior vest and her face was glowing red. She still had the breath of the battle on her body. She must have sparred with others after getting up early.

With so many shield maidens on board, she didn't have to worry about finding an opponent.

"I have a question, and I haven't figured it out all night long."

Fenner walked into the captain's cabin without any courtesy and sat down on Blake's captain's chair.

She looked at Blake, who was training the Spirit of Vengeance to throw the Shadow Strike Knife, picked up the apple on the table, took a bite, and said:

"Since the Sin Monument represents sin, why do we still make it? According to you, isn't sin a weakness of the soul?

Is it really okay to make it into a conspicuous tombstone and expose it to the enemy?"

"It's great that you can finally think about it, but people who have thoughts about the Sin Monument must also be able to understand the Sin Inscription."

Blake looked back at Fenner with admiration and said:

"You're not stupid, you're just too lazy to use your brain, but it's still a bit stupid to grasp the essence of the problem now.

Let me put it this way, count the enemies you will face in the future, the Ancient Gods, the Evil Loa, the Demon Lords, the Eternals, the Fallen Titans...

Which of these people is not good at psychic attacks?

At worst, you can still read the memory.

When facing them, any cover-up of your spiritual weakness is useless. You can only rely on willpower to hold on. If you cannot hold on, you will die or fall.

You have the power of Tyr to fear this, but others don't.

The sin monument was prepared for them.

This thing will maintain your sins and spiritual darkness and materialize them to ensure the purity of your soul. Attacking the sin monument is equivalent to attacking the basic rule of the power of death, which divides good and evil.

The inability to break the Sin Monument means they cannot take advantage of your weaknesses.

You should understand when I say this.

The Monument of Sin is indeed not a good thing, but it can save your life when fighting the ancient gods and demons that play with the mind.

This is also the reason why I must get the method of making the Sin Monument. In order to allow the heroes and warriors to fight against the void and demons without any further trouble, I have really good intentions.

Those forces that claim to be righteous should give me a big trophy or medal."

The pirate spoke righteously in a long voice.

His words made Fenner roll her eyes again. Black, the bad guy, didn't tell the truth. He personally experienced the effect of the Sin Monument last night.

Fenner really didn't want to remember that sour feeling.

If you think about it carefully, if the sin monuments of most of the heroes and warriors in this world are in Black's hands, who can resist the darkness and evil he spreads?

This terrifying prospect made Fenner tremble.

But unfortunately, her sin monument was handed over to Black by herself. She boarded the pirate ship and could no longer escape. She could only be a happy pirate.

"You're here just in time. When you go to the Great Desert of Silithus, you will definitely face the Thousand-Eyed Demon C'Thun. It's a good time to see the effect of the Sin Monument. Since you are fine anyway, just help me carve a few more Sin Monuments.

Let me think about it.

The evil eye belongs to the three guys and Sephiel. You should meet Windrunner's mother this time and prepare one for her. If this battle proves that it is indeed useful, then everyone among the undead pirates will have one in the future.

A monument to one's own sins.

Maybe think of it as the ‘new trend’ in the fleet.”

"Wait! I have another question."

Fenner didn't resist working, but now she raised her head and said:

"You take out the Sin Monument, what if you make a wedding dress for someone else? Didn't you say that each of Revendreth's Sin Accusers is proficient in the use of the Sin Monument?

If everyone has it, then if they show up in the future, wouldn’t we be doomed?”

"Wow, Fenna, you impressed me today."

Blake blinked and said:

"To ask so many questions at once, no, you are definitely not Fenner. Who are you?"

"Don't be kidding! I'm serious."

The idiot warrior emphasized:

"How could I not think of such a simple question? I'm not a fool."

"Okay, then I will answer your concerns very seriously."

The pirate turned around, raised two fingers, and said to Fenner:

"First, the prerequisite for using the Sin Monument to attack you is that your Sin Monument must fall into their hands. If you carry it with you, it means that they have to defeat you first, or take advantage of your negligence to steal your Sin Monument.

If they can get the Sin Monument, it only means that you are too weak.

Second, it is basically impossible for the Venthyr of Revendreth to come to the material world. At this point in time, the curtain of life and death is still very stable, and even demigods like Mu'ezala cannot get through.

Unless one day the curtain is destroyed and the world of life and death merges into one, but don't be afraid, even then, it will be difficult for them to condense entities in the material world.

Sin Monument magic is difficult to learn and master. In the Shadow Realm, only Revendreth's accusers can learn it. It is destined to be a niche power that cannot be any more niche.

Therefore, you basically don’t have to worry about encountering a guy using the Sin Monument to attack you. If you do encounter him, just hack him to death before he gets the Sin Monument.

If it doesn't work, just find a remote place to hide it.

Just like how lichs hide their own phylacteries, go to Dean Lan Yue to share your experience in this area if you have nothing else to do.

Now, let's start carving the sin monument. Don't make it so artistic, just an ordinary tombstone will do. The stone for carving the sin monument has been prepared and is in the bottom tank.

You should be able to complete them before we reach Silithus."

"But what's the use of just the body of the sin monument?"

Fenna stood up and took the carving knife and carving tools. She put her hands on her hips and said to the pirate:

"When you make a monument to others' sins, don't you first need to understand their sins? If they don't reveal their dark secrets, how are you supposed to know them?

You can’t read minds.”

"I can't read minds."

The pirate curled his lips and said:

"But don't forget that I am a prophet. I know the people I care about better than they know themselves. The sin monuments I make for them are absolutely the most accurate and perfect.

Of course, it is a bit difficult to link the link of the heart.

However, I believe that after seeing the powerful effect of the Sin Monument in dealing with the corrosion of the void, warriors and heroes who are determined to maintain world peace will take the initiative to offer their anima without my request.

Do you want to make a bet with me?"

"I won't make a bet with you, you stinky pirate is the worst."

Fenner curled her lips.

she says:

"You can come and help after you finish your work later. It's very tiring for me to do so much by myself."

"I also want to help you, believe me."

The stinky pirate sighed, pointed at the monkey version of the Spirit of Vengeance in front of him, rubbed his forehead and said:
To be continued...