"Lower the sails!"
"Slow down!"
"Anchor!"
Accompanied by a loud shout from the sailors, a battered, patched-up giant sailboat slowly passed through the arched portal and appeared out of thin air in front of the cliff.
This arched portal turned out to be a portal, only it was temporary.
After the giant sailboat passed through, this sea water archway collapsed with a boom, once again becoming part of the Sea of Curses.
"Captain of the Cursed Throat Fleet, Captain Malagath Unosh of the Reaper's Vessel, greets you, great God of Ghouls." A pirate limped towards the Ghoul King, bowing with a fervor that could hardly be concealed, the fervor of a devout believer meeting his True God.
This pirate's appearance was quite terrifying, with no nose or ears left, only dark holes, and his right leg was reduced to a skeletal frame.
However, he was not a ghoul or other undead, but a human still alive.
