God Ash: Remnants of the fallen.

Chapter 481: All Aboard the Drowned Pearl of the South Sea (1)!

Vincent stared gleefully at his newly acquired belongings...

"As expected of the boss! You truly are a tycoon!"

Cain glared at him, "Just give it here."

Staring at the fatty, Cain was overwhelmed with the urge to use his cheeks as sandbags to train his punches. Still, he fought it back...

Vincent quickly made to transfer the vessel. Seeing him approach, Cain was curious. What methods did Vincent possess. How was he able to store something as large as a ship.

Vincent stretched out his hand and summoned something from his inventory. When Cain stared at his hand, he blanked. Steve looking over Cain's shoulder stole a glance and almost died of a heart attack.

"You... You... You!"

Cain's lips contorted as he felt anger bubbling to the surface. Seeing Cain's barely restrained expression, Vincent quickly explained.

"It is a real ship! Trust me, I would sell you a toy!"

Indeed, sitting is Vincent's hands was a bottle, and in this old bottle was a small caricature of an actual ship. While it did look like a real ship, it would only be able to house a few hundred ants at best, not hundreds of humans.

"There is a special enchantment on it that keeps it at this size and makes it portable. There are many other things the ship has, but you'll only be able to know once you can use it."

Cain calmed down. If Vincent wasn't lying, then the thing had a similar enchantment to the {Draconic Blast Furnace} and the {Gate of Stars}, able to make adjustments on size.

Truly wonderful...

Cain could only imagine what sorcery could bring about something like that.

Cain sighed, "So, how do I use it?"

Vincent swallowed hard, "Actually, I don't know... The system said the language etched on the bottle might contain instructions, but it isn't recognized by the language catalogue."

Cain's eyes narrowed, "So you are trying to screw me over..." Cain immediately began leaking bloodlust.

Vincent composed himself, "Of course not! I wouldn't dare do something like this if I wasn't confident. I've spent some time doing a ton of re

Cain somehow new he wouldn't get anything good from this deal. To think that the ship he would eventually get his hands on would be cursed with something like this.

{Replying to host: The host need not worry. Whole the curse might be scary, it isn't undefeatable. Besides, while the transfer of the curse was unsuccessful, the essence of the curse remains on the ship. Greed can only be borne of living souls. The shop bore a greedy spirit as a result. Now that it is linked to the host, it will greedily seek out anything the host so wishes}.

'Hmm... How can I manage the curse?'

{Replying to host: Curses are original arcane arts, different from magic, yet vastly related. They manipulate causality and laws themselves. They are beyond mystical and are more occultic that regular magic. Dealing with them is not advisable. However, the host can purchase or create curse warding trinkets for anyone seeking to board the ship. With it, there would be no reason to worry.

However, without it, one would be easily consumed by the curse and would devolve into nothing more than a rabid monster}.

Cain sighed, 'More things to buy...'

Still, it was better than nothing. Buying a few more things was worth it.

He stared at the magnificent ship floating in the surface of the pitch-black ocean, completely dazzled.

The ship was old. It had sails. However, they were tattered and dirty. There were many runes and magic circles on them, but they had been destroyed by the crule mistress that is time.

The hull of the shio was a bit damaged, but apart from that, it was still in decent shape.

It didn't look like any ship Cain had seen in any books. Cain was confounded by its shape and symmetry. Its masts were huge, and the ship was even larger, probably with a capacity to fit more than a thousand people. Its body seemed to have been crafted from some sort of magical darkwood as he could sense faint traces of mana from it.

There were hundreds of thousands of small magic circles etched into the vessel. There were lamost invincible to the naked eye, instead, forming a beaut6mural that covered the ship.

And finally, at the bow of the ship was a strange, yet beautiful creature. The face of a goddess, with cloth wrapped around its eyes. A neck covered with a serpents scale, and a pair of bat wings on her back. The body of a sea nymph, hands clasped tight as if in prayer, and the tail of a dragon coiled around a tree.

This was the Cursed Drowned Pearl of the South Sea, Gwendolyn...