The melodious sound of the conch echoed in his ears, lingering on.
Su Lun watched as the silhouettes in the mist gradually faded into the distance, and he too sighed to himself.
The legendary warship, the Santa Maria, had sunk, and it seemed that the crew, turned into undead, had also embarked on their journey to the underworld. At this moment, the saga of the legendary "Black Sam's Pirate Crew" came to an end.
Is this the end of life?
Su Lun felt as if he had grasped something.
He glanced at the sea surface, where Bartolo, Tanni, and Frida stood quietly. They looked towards the direction where Black Sam's crew had just departed, silent for a long time, with a sorrowful air of farewell lingering around them.
Su Lun could understand their feelings at that moment and chose not to disturb them.
However, this stretch of sea was no good place, and it was not fit to linger too long.