Volume 9: Fate of Destiny Chapter 67 The Last Pioneer and the Last Pioneer
"Wow, it's so lively here. Are they having some kind of lively celebration? Why are there so many people on the street?"
Harley, who liked the bridesmaid dress so much that she had no intention of taking it off, put her arm around Mason's shoulders and stood on a mountaintop in a strange world, looking through a telescope at the prosperous city below.
She shook her head and asked Mason who was looking at his watch. The captain said without even looking up:
"They were marching... Didn't you see the banner they were holding? They were asking the leaders of this world to join our integration plan in the hope of achieving long-term stability and hope.
It seems that the results of public opinion propaganda are quite good. After the Star Club disappeared, the subjective initiative of the original members of the Star Club was greatly enhanced.
As a result of their propaganda, the Council's ruling foundation in the Garden World began to collapse.
As expected.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, even the most indestructible things will begin to crack."
"Of course, it's also possible that you, sweetheart, killed Old A and frightened those noble directors."
Quinn, who was huddled in Mason's arms, yawned and said:
"The leaders are all in a panic, how can we expect them to have the energy to handle daily affairs? Just now, when Harley and I were secretly eating the wedding cake, I heard the old Green Goblin proudly tell Sister Ka that many wavering guys have secretly passed on information to him, and he plans to leave those guys alone to prevent them from making bad demands.
The Council's collapse may soon come.
For example, when the next impact comes, our territory will expand further, and they will collapse internally without even starting a war."
"Well, that's probably the case. "
Mason nodded and didn't say much on the topic. Instead, he kept comparing the star map in his hand, which was left by Black Strange when he sent them to this garden world closest to the Council's base camp.
According to the star map, the current location of these three people is nearly three hundred dimensions away from the Gotham world, as if they had come from one end of a chaotic parallel world system to the other.
The distance was so great that the cross-world communication set up by Barbara for Team K could not connect to any signal at all.
"So what should we do next?"
Harley took a look at the parade and found it very boring, mainly because she didn't see anyone making trouble or fighting during the parade. Why were the people in this garden world so peaceful even when protesting?
Tsk, boring.
She put away the colorfully painted telescope, sat on Mason's lap again, pushed Quinn away rudely, leaned on the other side of Mason's neck, blew air on her fiancé's neck, and said:
"Should we wait here for someone to pick us up? Or should we slip through the eye of time and space that was blown out by the little sweetheart in the sky?"
“It’s impossible.”
Quinn snorted, pointed at the Eye of Space and Time in the sky, whose color was obviously different from that of other worlds, and said to the stupid Harley:
"Didn't you hear what Hei Qiyi said just now? The space here is separated from the world we are going to. They have sealed off their base and don't allow anyone to enter or leave."
"Ha, what a bunch of cowards."
Harry curled his lips in disdain.
She didn't really care where she was going or where she was, as long as she was with Mason she was happy.
But just when the little cutie was trying to tease Mr. K again by winking at him, Mason suddenly stood up and almost threw Quinn in his arms and Harley on his legs out.
The captain took out a compass, looked at the direction, and said to the two little cuties who stood up with three dogs behind them:
"Let's go, our pick-up people are here."
"So who is it? So mysterious."
Harley complained and boarded the shuttle transformed from the Mobius chair parked on the cliff behind. Propelled at several times the speed of sound, they quickly crossed the land whose natural environment was completely different from that of the Earth. After passing through several cities, they arrived at the destination sea. In the blue sea, they soon saw a strange ship.
It looks like a medieval merchant ship, but the skull and crossbones flag flying on it represents its identity.
"Wow, a shabby pirate ship that appeared out of nowhere! So cool!"
Harley cheered.
Although she still didn't understand how this shabby-looking and gloomy wooden ship could carry the three of them across the world, when the Mobius chair completed its transformation in the air and landed on the deck, she still jumped out with full energy and tried to catch a pirate parrot flying in the air.
Quinn looked at the busy sailors around her warily. She could feel that although these guys had entities, they were definitely not normal lives. The slightly cold aura emanating from them meant that they might be some kind of strange undead spirits?
It's normal that Harley and Quinn don't recognize the ship.
Because when Team K met the ship owner, Harley was still working as a doctor in Arkham Asylum from nine to five. At that time, she had not yet gone completely crazy, and naturally had not met the love of her life.
But Mason was actually quite familiar with this ship. It had the most classic pirate ship shape, and its internal structure was very similar to that of the Flying Dutchman.
"Yo, Old J!"
Mason greeted the old man who was sitting on a beach chair at the bow of the boat, fishing with a fishing rod.
This unique name made Harley and Quinn's eyes widen. Sweetie is Old K, Ciri is Old Q, and the pirate captain in front of them, who is very old but still handsome and cool, is called Old J?
So, is this guy also a member of the Quint Society?
"It's really hard for a great hero like you to still remember a poor old pirate like me. I have obviously tried my best to reduce my presence."
Old J stood up and threw away his fishing rod, picked up his black captain's hat from the side and put it on his head, walked up to Mason and hugged him, then looked at the little cuties beside Mason, turned his head and said to the captain:
“They suit you very well, especially the little girl in red.
Look at this active mind and unrestrained free soul, just the right amount of madness and enough fighting power, which makes her definitely have the potential to become the best female pirate.
It's a pity that she was born a few hundred years later, otherwise she would have definitely played a role in the Age of Exploration."
"Hey, you have a really good eye for people!"
Harry winked and said:
"I heard that some of my ancestors were sailors, so I think I have the genes to become an adventurer, but you haven't introduced yourself yet, grandpa.
Who are you?
Why does your face look so familiar? I seem to have seen you somewhere before! "
"This is Jack Sparrow's father, the keeper of the Pirate Code. In theory, all pirate kings must obey his orders, and even the Pirate King has to respect him."
Mason took the initiative to reveal Old J's identity to Harley and Quinn, stomped his feet, pointed at the ship under his feet and said:
"This ship is called the 'Bard'. It is the legendary flagship of the Madagascar Pirate King and the most famous ghost ship in the Caribbean era."
"Ha, Jack's dad! No wonder he looks so familiar."
Harry exclaimed,
"Will Jack be as handsome as you when he gets older?
I don't think so. That guy is almost drained by alcohol and sex. I saw him trying to sneak out to play with Charles a few days ago, but he was pinned to the ground and beaten by Angelina. "
"Look how good this little girl is at speaking. She even praises people just right."
Being praised for being handsome, Old J laughed and patted Mason on the shoulder and said:
"Marrying her is a blessing you have earned in eight lifetimes, so you must cherish it. But seeing how hurried you are, I guess you don't have time to enjoy the beautiful ocean of this wonderful world with me.
Come on, go to the captain's cabin.
I'll take you there right away."
"But how do we get there?"
Quinn looked at the shabby ghost ship beneath his feet, trying to picture the truth of his imagination in his mind.
Perhaps the shabby appearance of the ship was just a disguise, and there was a very advanced folding device hidden inside, or maybe it had some mysterious magic that could carry them through a rotating light curtain to another world.
But after observing for several minutes, Quinn had to give up her fantasy because her foot got stuck in the crack of the deck. A big hole appeared in the rusty wooden plank, revealing the head of an undead sailor who was wiping the deck with his butt sticking up. Harley confirmed that this was a rotten ghost ship!
It wasn't the super magical thing she had imagined.
In response to Quinn's question, Old J smiled mysteriously like a pirate and said:
"Whether a ship is powerful or not depends not only on its own factors, but also on who is its captain. Little girl, don't be too quick to look down on my ship.
You’ll soon see the magic.”
"Actually, it's Old J's own ability as a 'pirate' concept."
Mason held Quinn's slender waist and explained to her:
“He’s a supernatural spirit, a manifestation of what all pirates in his world go through in this profession.
Although he does not possess divinity, due to some unique reasons, he has the ability to travel freely in all worlds with oceans and where the pirate profession was born.
Because of this, Old J was chosen by Old A to be the 'messenger' of the Quint Society.
But I think this guy has been one of ours from the beginning.”
"oh."
Quinn nodded, but Harley beside her reacted, the little cutie tilted her head and poked her cheek and asked:
"Then if Mr. J can freely travel through the oceans of all worlds, then why didn't you call him when you and Ciri fell into Mr. A's trap?"
"Because Old J didn't have much fighting power, and Old A was still alive at that time, I had to prevent him from being retaliated against."
Mason shrugged and explained as he walked into the captain's room, which was filled with the smell of decay:
"Of course, you can also regard Old J as the last plan I left for myself. If the countermeasure plan against Madeline fails, I will call on Old J for help."
“Don’t brag about me. I’m just a messenger. With the intensity of Old A’s blockade of that world that day, I would have to pay a heavy price to get you out.
Just like number 3...
He lost his life there. He was actually a nice guy. I worked with him several times when you were busy saving the universe.
He was a man of his own moral principles, but unfortunately he met the wrong person and took the wrong path."
Captain Edward Teague shook his head as he grasped a rusted compass in the captain's cabin.
As the pointer on it swung, the "Bard" floating on the ocean began to sink into the sea water amidst the vibration. The sailors on the deck quickly turned back into ghostly green spirits when they came into contact with the sea water. The entire ship showed its true appearance underwater.
The pale tattered sails and the broken deck covered with barnacles made it look eerie. The water constantly washed over the broken hull but could not stop it from accelerating underwater.
Mason is a water man, so being in this environment is like being at home, but Harley and Quinn were forced to wear breathing masks, and the three dogs were also given special respirators to avoid being affected underwater.
After moving underwater for several minutes, Mason keenly felt that the water had changed. Although it was still composed of sea water, he could clearly feel the change in the atmosphere of the world.
He realized that the ship was entering another world in a mysterious and supernatural way.
This is Old J's unique ability in action.
In the gap between the transitions in this world, he asked Old J in the water:
"Old A is dead, and Quint will be finished. Where are you going to go next? Although Jack doesn't say it, I know he is actually worried about you."
"That little bastard is worried about nothing! He's just worried that I'll die inexplicably and won't be able to leave him my treasure maps in various planes of the ocean."
Old Edward snorted, not trying to hide his disdain for his only son.
While operating the compass in his hand to guide the direction, he said to Mason:
"As for me, I don't plan to settle down for the time being. The collapse of the Quint Society has given me freedom again, and this thing is the most precious thing for an old ghost loyal to the pirate cause.
I plan to explore as much of the ocean in each plane as possible before the change of era occurs, plunder the wealth and hide it in different places.
When I get tired of living like this , I will naturally leave the treasure map to Jack.
But I sense something very unique from you. Are you carrying a spirit?"
"Is this what you are talking about?"
Mason took the Soul Stone hanging from his neck and said to Old J:
"This is the abode of the souls of Ciri's parents. They were tortured by the devil and were too weak. We can only let them rest in here."
"Leave them with me."
Old Edward touched the Soul Stone, rubbed his chin and said:
“My ghost ship is very suitable for reviving these weak spirits, and I can feel that they are all very free souls, and it would be very uncomfortable to be bound in stone.
Furthermore, there are residual devil's power on it. If you bring it into that world, you will be discovered, which will be a big trouble for you.
Speaking of Shiri...
You killed her?"
"Um."
Mason stroked the ring on his finger and said:
"It was just a brief farewell. We will meet again and share each other's lives. You can regard it as a unique love contract..."
"Tsk tsk, as an old man I can no longer understand what young people are playing with nowadays , but I have to say I am deeply shocked."
Old J played with the soul stones of Geralt and Yennefer. He curled his lips and said:
"They say love lasts until death. I saw it with my own eyes today. You are really lucky in love. From this point of view, you also have the talent to become an excellent pirate."
"Ahem"
Mason coughed violently twice, waved his hands and said:
“I don’t know why, but hearing these two words makes me feel uncomfortable all over, as if I’m being stared at by some damn unclean thing. Forget it, your line of work is too wild and not suitable for me at all.
Is there anything you can ?"
"Nothing of value."
Old J put down the compass and let the ghost ship begin to float up after reaching its destination, while saying to Mason:
"I have been here only a few times, and Old A protects his private information very well. But how can I put it, this world is indeed more stable than other worlds.
The people living here are all elites, and the elites from all over the world gather here to serve the Council.
This is not a normal world, it is more like the heart of a huge organization. There are no fragile ordinary people here, but you don’t have to worry about the threat of power now. "
The old pirate paused and said:
"What you really want to ask is the news about the God Lord Dumu, right? I see indifference and disgust in your eyes. It seems that you are here for him. Unfortunately, that guy's whereabouts are even more mysterious than Old A.
I just know that he lives in a weird place called 'Fighting World', but I have no idea how to get there."
"Crash"
The hull of the Bard jumped out of the water in the next moment, and under the shining midday sun, Mason could see the endless ocean and sky. He had reached his destination.
He started his last pioneering career as the last pioneer.
"Thanks, Old J."
Mason led the little cuties out of the cabin, waved goodbye to the old pirate who picked up his fishing rod again and said:
"I'll buy you a drink when I get back."
"Let's talk about it when you can come back alive."
The old pirate snorted, and as Mason left, he reminded him:
"There are also bases of various conqueror sequences here, so if you want to be the enemy of the entire world, remember to conquer those places first, otherwise it will be quite troublesome."
"Don't worry."
Mason waved his hand without turning his head and said:
"I am a super professional in this area. Right now, someone is already handling this matter."
