Looking at the indignant Witch Tia, a strange thought flashed across Taylor's face. I'm afraid that the former goddess of the sea, who has been bound by a layer of illusion, doesn't know who stabbed her in the back and did something dirty. She must be her partner.
"At that time, I was still thinking about gathering my strength and going to see my old lover, but unfortunately I was tricked..."
"The ten-year agreement and rules...the timing was too coincidental..." …"
Davy Jones, my love!
The witch's face, originally full of resentment and anger, gradually softened, and a sense of gentleness and longing slowly appeared on her face.
Maybe she is still thinking about meeting her old lover after breaking free.
This is a bad fate...
Taylor shook her head imperceptibly, and then stretched out her hand, and the witch suddenly stopped in place. She felt that the air around her seemed to be activated, turning into roots. The transparent rope completely tied her in place.
"What are you doing?!"
A trace of disbelief flashed in the witch's eyes. She didn't expect that this guy would actually attack her. She had already behaved very submissively.
What does this dragon want to do? Don't you know how malicious the world is towards them?
"Although it is a system of belief in gods like raising pigs, you are still a good material. And one thing I want to know is how you extracted those souls and then let that guy Davy Jones be responsible for piloting."
Witch Her expression was ugly, but when the enemy was strong and she was weak, even if she was once the goddess of the ocean, there was nothing she could do. She gritted her teeth and said:
"After those Lord Gods died, the authority they stole from this world also completely disappeared. At that time, the sea was full of undead. In order to further cultivate faith, I stole the power of the God of Death that had not completely disappeared. I placed that part of the power of the God of Death in the Demon Prison in the northernmost part of the world to draw souls."
"However, only ordinary souls can be attracted by the partial authority of the Death God. If the strength is too strong, the soul will not be subject to such constraints."
Guess what you know.
There is much worth studying even if it is only a part of the authority of the world.
In fact, for the pulling and application of souls, in this pirate world, including another Marvel world, there are many methods to manipulate souls, including wizards' think tanks that also have many witchcraft methods to refine soul essence, or to accommodate a large number of souls.
However, this kind of witchcraft is generally not available in think tanks without certain permissions. In order to prevent some wizards from going astray in order to collect souls, the senior leaders of the White Tower Alliance are very strict about the knowledge of souls in think tanks.
The ancient master of Kama Taj has sealed away the soul spells, so Taylor is not allowed to ask for them rashly.
Moreover, the souls of ordinary people or souls that have not reached the level of first-level extraordinary creatures are not of much value if they are forcibly condensed. Even the devils in hell are dismissive of this.
What can be used as the universal equivalent currency in infinite planes is the soul of a first-level extraordinary creature, because the soul of this creature has undergone transformation and has a very high value.
This kind of ordinary soul essence that has been forcibly condensed can only be useful if the soul witchcraft is used to extend life, enhance the soul, etc., or use evil methods to enlighten the soul. The previous evil methods will cause a lot of distracting thoughts to appear in the spiritual space of the wizard, thus cutting off the wizard. Further possibilities.
No one has used soul-based witchcraft for a long time, because this kind of witchcraft consumes too much souls and is too biased. No wizard has studied soul-based witchcraft for many years.
Taylor needs these ordinary soul essences to further open up the intelligence of the Achilles warriors. As long as he has enough Achilles warriors with independent consciousness, self-judgment ability and rich combat experience, the base plate will be more Larger, it is easier to carry out plane invasions, and it is not good to always follow the large army.
"You definitely know where the map of the Demon Prison is, or you are a living map yourself. The former goddess of the sea, it seems that I have to ask you to come with us."
Taylor snapped his fingers, and Hawks behind him He picked up the witch like a little chicken.
He has now decided that the next step is to go to the Demon Prison. Instead of letting the large number of sea souls accumulated there slowly dissipate, it is better for him to take them out and refine them to contribute to his future warriors.
And he is not like the devil who just stuffs the good and bad into his stomach without distinguishing between good and bad. He will make appropriate selections. After all, he does not have many Achilles warriors at hand now, so he will take away the pirates and the heinous people. It is enough for the soul to be singled out.
What he wants is authority.
As long as he can study and analyze some of the remaining authority in this world, he can do the work of collecting souls himself.
Jack and Barbossa watched the whole scene unfold. Barbossa looked indifferent and even spent most of the time teasing the monkey on his shoulder.
But Jack was different. His eyes widened. He didn't expect that the witch he was extremely afraid of, the sealed ocean goddess, would be so vulnerable in front of this monster, and even now it was like carrying a chicken. The other party carried it in his hand.
"What a terrifying monster."
Jack frowned, and his bohemian temperament completely disappeared at this moment. He held his left hand in his right fist and rubbed it, wondering what he was thinking about.
Snapped!
Barbossa on the side stretched out his hand to hold Jack's shoulder and said with a smile.
"If you want to join the master now, I think there is still time, but this time you will become my first mate."
Jack, Jack, I didn't expect you to be shocked one day!
Barbossa was extremely pleased with Jack's extremely shocked look just now. From the time they got acquainted, this damn shemale-like captain has been acting bohemian every day, as if he knows everything about the sea. Now Have you finally met someone you can't handle?
"Really?"
Jack moved Barbossa's hand aside with a look of disgust, then raised the corners of his mouth and tilted his eyes, showing a look of extreme disdain.
"I am Jack Sparrow. I am the only great pirate left in the entire sea. My name will be recorded in history in the future. It is your honor to be able to work for me under my hands."
You are still gasping for air if you say you are fat. What an honor, no matter how honored you are, can it compare to my new master?
The two quarreled with each other and followed Taylor as they came. They were still stepping on the calm sea and looking at the flowing water below as if they were walking on a mirror. They walked step by step to the dock outside the island. aboard the Black Pearl.
The waves are rolling, the sun is shining, the gentle sea breeze blows up the black sails, the black sails of the black ship are raised again, the Statue of Liberty points to the north, this time, the legendary Black Pearl points to the man who makes all the people on the sea make a living. Everyone has heard of the deep sea devil prison.
After randomly finding a single room below the deck and throwing the sealed ocean goddess in, Taylor returned to the captain's cabin. Among the complex magical auxiliary research props flowing with enchanted witchcraft runes with various powers, Taylor took A dry wooden eyeball and a pendant-like silver coin emerged.
"It's a token that contains aura and a bit of power. It looks really ordinary."
(End of Chapter)