Chapter 150 End
Those pirates who were originally trying to block him all died in Jack's hands because of his operation and became part of his power.
This also allowed the knights who were besieging the flagship to quickly climb up and surround Jack.
The knight holding the Sword of Mercy raised the blade that had turned into a blade of light and slashed it at Jack's blood-red flame shield.
He directly smashed the flame shield into pieces, and then attacked Jack.
Even though he gathered all the strength of the pirates under his command, Jack was still defeated by the church knights holding the Sword of Mercy.
The treasure in his hand was still no match for this treasure with strong attack attributes in a frontal battle.
Not to mention that the knight in front of him was obviously much more powerful than him.
Jack could only defend himself as best he could and delay some time.
Because the two men holding treasures were fighting so loudly, all kinds of damage began to appear on the deck.
And where the two were fighting, there was no room for anyone else to intervene.
Even if they came over, they could only watch from the side.
"captain!"
Behind Jack, the old man on the bow statue suddenly shouted.
As soon as I heard this sound.
Magic power gathered in his hands, and with a swing, some kind of spell sent out a violent shock wave, gathering blood-red flames and emitting a powerful repulsive force.
The amount of magic power that gathered was so great that it surged out in an instant.
He pushed all the enemies surrounding him and the knight holding the holy sword away.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jack picked up Alka's body and jumped back onto the figurehead at the bow of the ship.
The old man had been waiting on the statue on the bow for a long time. When he saw his captain jump up, he held the scepter in both hands and hit the statue under his feet hard.
The wolf-head statue immediately came to life and pounced forward.
This wolf-head statue is actually not just a wolf head, there is also a full-body statue behind it, but it is hidden inside the ship.
Once activated, start running forward.
The limbs emitted faint ripples, and he actually stomped in the air, turning the sky into land, and began to run.
He suddenly broke away from the crowd's encirclement from the air.
Jack had already thought of an escape route and had been preparing for it for a long time.
Seeing the enemy trying to run away, the knight holding the Sword of Mercy charged and jumped high into the air.
He swung the sword towards Jack's neck.
Jack raised his hand to block it, but the blade pierced directly into the armor made of blood-red flames and slashed his flesh.
Jack had already placed Alka's body on the wolf.
Seeing the sword blade deeply embedded in his shoulder, he could no longer hesitate.
He stretched out his free right hand, which was wrapped in blood-red flames, and firmly grasped the sword that the enemy had chopped down. Then he made up his mind.
Taking the risk of having his left arm chopped off, he released his right hand and punched the enemy on the shoulder.
This punch directly knocked the knight holding the holy sword off the wolf's body, but his entire right arm was cut off at the root and fell on the wolf, then slid into the sea below.
Looking at the Holy Sword Knight falling into the sea, Jack showed a painful but wanton smile on his face.
Anyway, he won’t be able to use this body for much longer, so he might as well just break the arm.
As his arm was broken, the blood-red flames on his body gradually faded away, and the life energy that was forcibly extracted had already dissipated at this time.
The gathered power is temporary after all, and is not the main function of this treasure.
Countless church knights below looked at Jack and the other man in the air and kept firing ammunition upwards, but it was meaningless. They could only watch him carrying Alka's body and riding on the giant wolf in the air, gradually leaving.
It seemed as if he had really escaped, but this was obviously impossible.
When the blood-red flames subsided, Alka, who was lying on the ground like a corpse, suddenly opened his eyes.
The old man standing nearby and controlling the giant wolf was the first to notice this scene. Just as he was about to shout a warning.
The doll on Alka's waist was already ready. He jumped nimbly in front of the old man, holding a sword blade like a long needle in his hand and stabbed it into his intact eye.
"Shut up and don't bother Alka."
At this time, countless pink mists gushed out from behind Alka and enveloped Jack and the old man who was blinded next to him.
At this time, Jack was sitting there panting because of the pain in his shoulder and the aftereffects of using the flag to gather power.
His mind relaxed and he became dazed. At that moment he was unable to react.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sivers, who had been hiding for a long time and concealing his soul power, immediately began to compete with him for the body.
How could Jack, who was already in a trance, exhausted from the battle and seriously injured, defeat Sivers who was well prepared?
The defenses that had been set up could no longer stop Sivers.
His body was snatched away in an instant.
The pink mist that emerged from Alka enveloped both of them.
The old man, who had just fallen into a dream, woke up immediately because of the pain in his eyes, but the moment he woke up, he saw two black gun barrels side by side, pressed against his eyes.
As the trigger is pulled.
A dull sound was heard.
The last bullet that had been stored in the lock ejected.
With holy fire.
A huge dent was made on his face, and the sword blade, which was as long as a needle, was still firmly stuck in his face.
The center of the face sunken, all kinds of flesh and blood flowed out, and it fell heavily onto the giant wolf sculpture.
Jack, who had already fallen asleep, seemed to be talking in his sleep, and kept saying, "Do it, do it quickly."
The pain could easily wake it up. It was obvious that his father was still trying his best to drag the enemy away in his dream.
He pulled out the long-handled dagger from Jack's waist and stabbed it directly into Jack's chest, piercing his heart.
A moment of pain woke Sivers from his dream, and then his body was snatched away by Jack.
However, the death of his body had left Jack with no chance of recovery. He was now exhausted and in a trance.
Not to mention resisting and repairing wounds, he has very little magic power left.
This was his weakest moment.
"You...you guys...really, really put so much effort into it..."
Not until he was on the verge of death did he finally realize that he had fallen into a huge net.
Several huge bandages flew over, wrapped around the giant wolf statue that was about to fall into the sea, stabilized its body, and quickly pulled it towards the flagship.
As the statue fell onto the deck, several people on the statue also fell off.
Jack had fallen on the deck, blood gushing out and his speech was intermittent.
Looking at the knight holding the holy sword who had come to his side, he seemed to be cursing but he could no longer hear clearly.
Even at the last moment of death, he held on to this body tightly and was unwilling to give it up.
The old man next to him had completely lost his breath, and a short, toy-like sword blade was stuck in one of his fallen eyeballs.
The two-headed doll, covered in blood, stood beside the corpse and looked at Alka .
At the last moment of death, Jack finally gave up his body, and Sivers immediately took over.
"Hurry, he...run..."
Sivers, who took over the body, opened his mouth and spoke something, but his voice was too soft and intermittent, and the people around him could not hear clearly.
Looking at the body's wide eyes and anxious expression.
Lucilia's voice suddenly rang in Alka's ears, and the knight holding the holy sword next to him seemed to have discovered something.
The three of them turned their heads at the same time and looked towards the corpse.
A soul shot out at an extremely fast speed, like a stream of light trying to escape.
The knight raised the Sword of Mercy and was about to swing it, but a card immediately appeared in Alka's hand and flew over.
The card quickly slid in an arc, instantly cutting through the flying soul and absorbing it.
Sivers, who had reoccupied his own body, finally closed his eyes and completely lost the breath of life.
Sivers eventually died with his body.
Looking at the corpse in front of him.
Alka was looking at the dagger that was stuck in his heart. The dagger looked so familiar.
It was the same sword that stabbed his mother in the chest from behind when Sivers reconstructed the scene for himself.
Looking at the blade, there were a few words engraved near the guard, stained with blood and reflecting light.
Wife killer.
"Do you want me to hold a soul-transferring ceremony for you? This is your father, and what he did was not his original intention."
The middle-aged knight of the church said as he stood in front of Alka.
As a knight who can hold the treasure of the Sword of Mercy, he naturally has the highest status in the church.
Naturally, I know a lot of information.
Sivers' body is cursed by the Virgin Mary. If his soul is not transferred, it will be trapped in this corpse forever.
Alka did not refuse the knight's proposal and nodded.
"Thanks."
At this time, Xia Daiti also came over with an arm and put it in the arms of Sivers' body.
It's the arm that fell into the sea.
Alka stood up , and the knight holding the Sword of Mercy knelt on one knee.
He muttered something, a eulogy for the deceased, and the sword of compassion in his hand ignited a sacred flame, which then turned into illusion.
The illusory sword blade pierced into the body.
The holy flame began to wrap around the body and burn.
"Close your eyes, chant the name of the Virgin Mary, and see him for the last time."
Hearing this, Alka folded his arms and began to praise the Stone Mother.
Then I felt the sound of dripping water and opened my eyes.
The environment I had seen before appeared in front of me again.
He once again stood on the calm sea, and Sivers' soul appeared in the same place.
He looked at Alka and smiled, his face full of happiness and relief, and he was very indifferent to death.
Alka just looked at him calmly, and the memories hidden in his mind began to roll constantly, and it seemed that the soul in his body was also wriggling.
He opened his mouth and said, "Father."
Sivers nodded in satisfaction, the smile on his face growing wider.
A small boat came over, with a lantern hanging on the bow to illuminate the darkness, and a figure on the boat.
It was Alka's mother.
She came to pick him up.
After seeing her, Sivers immediately turned around and walked quickly towards the boat. Death did not seem to be painful to him.
Get on the boat and hug her.
Alka just watched the two people hugging and greeting each other, but he couldn't hear what they were saying.
The scene remains, but the sound is separated.
After a long while, the two let go and waved in Alka's direction.
No excessive nostalgia.
The two of them sat in the small boat together, sailing farther and farther away on the calm sea.
Watching the two people's backs disappear into the darkness.
My vision became blurry again.
Arka opened his eyes and returned to the deck. In front of him, Sivers' body had turned into a pile of dust, with a dagger buried inside.
The memories no longer surge and have truly become my own.
The light spots floating around Alka's soul also completely merged into his soul body, and the scattered light condensed again.
The soul becomes stronger and more perfect.
Alka squatted down and took out the dagger, then carefully put the dust into the bag.
They were all put into the ring.
At this moment, a figure gently bumped into Alka's arms and hugged him tightly.
The Lucilia doll on her shoulder also held Alka's head.
Watching the two people's actions.
Alka smiled helplessly and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
"Really? But..." Xia Daiti didn't know what to say to comfort him.
Lucilia said on Alka's shoulder: "But your parents are gone, and you are alone now. This must be painful..."
"..." Alkado was silent. All he could say was that Lucilia, who was not very experienced in the world, had a unique way of comforting people.
Then he said, "Don't I still have you? How can I be considered alone?"
Xia Daiti immediately loosened her arms, turned around and walked away, and her ears could be seen turning slightly red.
Only Lucilia sat on Alka's shoulder, and the doll's arm patted his head happily: "Yes, yes, don't worry, I will always be with you. I am a soul now, and I should not be bound by life.
I just don’t know how long you can live, Alka.”
"Thank you then." Alka said with a helpless smile, then sat down on the deck.
Looking at the thing in his hand, this was the treasure he had taken from Sivers before.
Then he looked around to see how his teammates were doing.
Xiadaiti walked away and was heading towards where his father was.
Andre was sitting on the deck in the distance, receiving treatment from Vanessa, and he didn't know when she came.
And Andre kept looking over here.
Looking at Alka who was looking at him, he glared at her with dead eyes and made a fist gesture at her.
As soon as he woke up, he saw a bad scene.
In response, Alka could only smile awkwardly.
Pororo was also receiving treatment from the church staff on the deck. He saw Alka looking at him and smiling at him, revealing two rows of sharp teeth.
Julia stood aside, communicating with someone.
Jason came over at this time, with some blood on his face.
He sat down next to Alka.
"Ah, it's finally over, it's finally over, oh, I'm so tired."
Alka sat on the deck, looked at the darkness in the distance, sighed, shook his head and said, "Yes, it's finally over."
"What are you going to do next? Judging from Andre's appearance, he probably won't continue to create treasure hunting groups."
"Let's go out to sea on our own. I'll be the captain this time."
"Any destination?"
The two of them sat on the deck, talking to each other.
It had only been a full year since I went out to sea. I had gone through various treasure hunts in the first half, became a Toucher, and was suddenly attacked by my father in the second half.
Now the hatred between father and mother has been resolved, and avenge has been taken for Sangkaka and those who died on the ship, and Andre has been rescued.
In an instant, I felt a sense of emptiness and fatigue.
"Maybe I'll take a break for a while. I'm so tired. I've been sailing in the Dark Realm for almost half a year. It's really tiring."
Having stayed in the Dark Realm for such a long time, I had been constantly attacked by darkness for half a year. It was not until I was promoted to the second spiral and had a mental protective suit that I felt better.
But in general, it is almost impossible to get a good night's sleep.
Maybe I haven't seen real sunshine for a long time.
Thinking about it, I still have a lot of treasures placed in the Dark Realm, and I haven’t had time to deal with them yet.
If you don't bring these in with you, you will lose so much money that it will make you vomit blood.
When he thought about the various things he needed to do, he felt even more tired for some reason .
But we can't just sit there and take action.
Thinking of this, Alka immediately became motivated.
But before that there is one more thing that needs to be dealt with.
Thinking of this, he pulled out the card that had just been shot out.
The back of this card is dark blue with a hint of dark green, and the face of the card is a mirror symbol.
There didn't seem to be anything special, but the entire card seemed to be filled with a faint mist.
Alka infuses it with magic power.
The entire card immediately turned into a palm-sized mirror, with complex spells engraved on the back of the mirror.
Looking into the mirror, the mirror did not reflect Alka's face, but instead a figure appeared inside, banging away frantically.
What was contained inside was the soul of his enemy, who had previously tried to leave his body and escape.
Jack.
Looking at Jack banging angrily inside and seeming to curse something, Alka couldn't help but smile.
This mirror was originally a semi-finished product that he had made in order to build a new residence for Lucelia, but it was not successful for various reasons, so he kept it.
The reason why it failed is that this thing cannot allow the soul inside to enter and exit freely. It has truly become a magic mirror that traps souls. How can this work?
Naturally, it couldn't be given to Lucelia, but it was a semi-finished product after all, so Alka didn't destroy it, but just put it into his pocket ring.
There were several such samples with various problems, but unexpectedly they played a key role at this time.
Locked Jack's soul inside.
Alka looked at the soul inside and said with a smile: "Although you are my enemy, you can be considered my teacher after all. But think about it carefully, the reason why you left your inheritance there is to keep a trick up your sleeve, maybe you can lead me to the extraordinary path."
After all, he was not taken away and his body was not captured at that time, so he must have felt unwilling.
Having engraved the chains of the soul on his hands, letting go of the inheritance was just a back-up, a casual stroke.
I guess he was thinking about himself and his dream of becoming a treasure hunter.
If it weren't for the cursed silver coin, even the original Alka would have a good chance of finding the inherited box.
At most, he may be one or two years slower than me in officially embarking on the path to transcendence.
"After all, you are my teacher, and I can't kill you."
Hearing this, Jack in the mirror looked puzzled and looked at Alka with disbelief.
Alka smiled and said, "Don't worry, you will survive."
