"Be careful! Everyone on this boat was killed by this devil!" The middle-aged man with gray-green hair, pale face, and blue eyes said warily. He was holding a dagger that exuded a warm atmosphere. , the previous magic of the sun domain was also released from this short sword.
Under the warm sunlight, bursts of charred smoke rose from the body of Barbossa, who should have been dead long ago, but he still maintained a strong sense of oppression.
"Devil? Is it a description, or...demigod?" Wright, who was walking at the front, shrank suddenly and even closed his eyes. The extraordinary people of the monster path have extremely high inspiration, and they saw something that they shouldn't see. His eyes would bleed.
"Hey, kid, I only killed six hundred and sixty-six, don't even think about relying on me for one more!" Barbossa spit out his scarlet tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, showing a bloodthirsty smile, his eyeballs It exudes a blazing red color like molten metal. Just hearing his voice will make you feel strong pollution.
"I want to know what is going on?" Snow did not treat the remaining two people as good guys just because Barbossa was suspected of being a demon. The passengers on this floor died of killing each other. It was indeed a method used by the Desire Apostles. But the cause of death of the crew members above was not the work of Demon Path.
"As you can see, I am the captain of the Punisher Team of the Church of Storms. You can call me Nomila. This guy is called Barbossa North. He is a middle-level member of the Blood Worship Cult. He has now been promoted to a devil. We We boarded the ship just to hunt him down, and the passengers on this ship were the victims of his promotion ceremony."
Noila explained the situation concisely and concisely, but he did not relax his vigilance towards Snow and the other three. In his opinion, such a major accident happened on the ship before, and it must not be a simple matter for someone to be able to get off the ship with all their beards and tails intact. goods.
Barbossa glanced around casually with his eyes like molten metal balls, with a relaxed smile on his slightly cracked face. He waited quietly for Nomira to complete the introduction, and then smiled and said:
"Don't think of him as a good person. The devil's promotion ceremony requires the swallowing of 666 fallen spirits. No more, no less. But there are only a few of us left in this ship with thousands of people. What do you think? How did the others die? And that kid over there. It wasn't easy for you to hide the Church of Storms and get to where you are today, wasn't it? Are you willing to be exposed like this? Cooperate with me to kill this guy. Let's go our separate ways. How about ?”
"..." Jack had no intention of responding. He just maintained his position, keeping the distance between himself and Noila Mira at about five meters, and exposed half of his back, in exchange for Noila Mira temporarily. of trust.
"Who are we helping?" Wright asked without looking back. Facing the demigods, he really had no chance of winning, but as a veteran disaster priest, he naturally knew what to do when he was unlucky - -Since meeting these two people has made me full of luck, it means that these two people have the ability to survive with me.
Sera glanced at Nomira, then at Jack, and then:
"Although I don't like people from the Church of Storms, I know very well that I can never make a deal with the devil."
"That's right!" Nomira responded loudly, completely ignoring the first half of Sera's words. Snow just shook his head. He found a clean place to sit down, expressionless.
road:
"No one will help, just wait."
After hearing Snow's words, Wright immediately chose to sit down with him, and after a slight hesitation, Sera also chose to believe Snow's judgment.
Seeing the three people making such a choice, the smile on Barbossa's face became more and more ferocious, but Snow's eyes were always focused on Jack, who had a good skin, and he narrowed his eyes and said:
"Mr. Jack, don't you say something? For example, your serial number, your identity, and the people you killed?"
"There's nothing to say." Jack looked at Snow indifferently, but after glancing at Nomira's pale skin that was beginning to glow golden, he still defended himself -
"I am indeed an Extraordinary of the Judge path, but from beginning to end, I only killed one person."
"Oh, you only killed one person, but if Salazar doesn't die, the people on this ship won't die either!" Barbossa showed a mocking expression and spoke to Snow and the other three in a tone that was obviously misleading.
explained:
"He killed Salazar, and he killed the owner of this damn ghost ship, so that ship has a revenge! I'm just a waste!"
"[Storm Swear Word]! You and Salazar have just discussed it. This voyage of the Black Pearl is for blood sacrifice!" Nomila roared angrily, but Barbossa just smiled——
"Yes, we have agreed that the human life belongs to him and the spiritual body belongs to me. However, there is a strict quantitative limit on the devil's promotion. According to the original plan, at least half of the people on this ship can survive. If it weren't for the two of you,
It’s a troublesome thing.”
At this point, Barbossa's tone became gentle and friendly——
"And if we really want to kill people, we can set sail at a normal time. The reason why we choose this unreasonable time in winter is to send out a signal. Except for a few unlucky people, everyone who boarded this ship will
Which of the rest doesn't have ulterior motives? Those unlucky ones were already singled out when they notified me of their 'death' the next day. When they arrive in Bayam, they will naturally be put off the ship, but because of you, they all died.
Got it!"
"The devil's art of language is truly well-deserved." Snow bounced a coin with a clanging sound, and with the sudden spread of spirituality, Sera, who was originally looking a little weird, immediately woke up, and Noila Mira also shuddered suddenly,
The hand holding the golden dagger became harder.
"Tsk..." Feeling that the mental control that was almost completed was broken, Barbossa let out a dissatisfied clucking sound, and for a moment, the huge stern fell into deathly silence again.
"What should I do?" Sierra frowned and glanced back and forth between the three of them, but Wright quietly gave her a wink, then turned his hands behind his back and gestured:
"The three of them know more than us. Let's see what they do."
"As expected of a veteran." Snow nodded at Wright's choice and just watched the three of them confront each other.
As time passed by, the golden color on Nomira's pale face became brighter and brighter, and cold sweat slowly dripped from Jack's forehead. Barbossa's blazing red lava-like eyes did not know when they had returned to their normal state.
It was a normal brownish red color, but abnormal squirming sounds began to sound in the cabin——
