Chapter Ninety-Three: The Golden ...... Compass?

A thrill flashed in Fang Yan's eyes!

The first thought that came to my mind was to run, run away! Just kidding, the symbol on the Dark Lord's body, Fang Yan, will not admit that he is mistaken, it is exactly the same as the crown skull tattoo on his shoulder, which is the symbol of the Imperial Pirate Regiment under the command of the Pirate Emperor!

In other words, the true identity of the Dark Lord is a member of the Imperial Pirate Regiment that has long disappeared into history!

Fang Yan escaped from the ghost ship, in his opinion, he had already been put on the blacklist that must be pursued by the Pirate Emperor, but now he met a member of the Emperor Pirate Group, and the other party was still a hero-level powerhouse among the three pirate kings...... It's not funny at all.

His eyes rolled and he was about to find a way to leave, but Fang Yan was suddenly stunned, and looked at the Dark Lord sitting peacefully on the throne in front of him, and there was a wave of doubt in his heart. It stands to reason that except for himself who escaped, the rest of the members of the Imperial Pirate Regiment should stay on the ghost ship, so why was the Dark Lord able to separate from the Pirate Emperor?

Fang Yan suddenly had a guess: Perhaps, the Dark Lord escaped like himself?

Without waiting for Fang Yan to think about it, the Dark Lord's next words verified his guess, but they made Fang Yan have more doubts:

"Little one, I know what you're thinking, yes, I have the same identity as you. Ghost ships appear every few decades, and you were only planted with this mark some time ago, right? And I was caught by him the last time the ghost ship appeared, and it's been sixty years in the blink of an eye, hehe. In the end, the Dark Lord's tone was filled with emotion.

"If I hadn't learned what the Pirate Emperor wanted, and made a pact with him through this, I'm afraid I would have stayed on that broken ship forever and endured his dance."

Seemingly. The Dark Lord was also full of resentment about the Pirate Emperor's skeleton dancing, and Fang Yan felt a sense of finding a soulmate at this moment-you see, even skeletons can't stand skeleton dancing! However, in contrast, Fang Yan was more curious about the so-called "agreement" in the mouth of the Dark Lord?

When Fang Yan asked this question, the Dark Lord asked rhetorically, "Little one, I would like to know how you left the ghost ship?" I've been there for a couple of years. Why did you leave so quickly? ”

Hmm, maybe it's time to show off your background and connections a little bit to improve your voice and status in front of the Dark Lord? Fang Yan nodded secretly, then pretended to pluck his ears calmly, and said lightly: "Oh, my buddy gave me three life-saving hairs." I used one and escaped from the ghost ship - by the way, my buddy's name is Monkey King. ”

"Monkey King?!" The two soul fires in the Dark Lord's eyes flashed violently.

"Hmm," Fang Yan nodded, and then deliberately pretended to be very surprised, "Do you know him?" Isn't Brother Monkey just a bun seller in Presdian? Could it be that the reputation of Ahri's bun shop has spread here? ”

The Dark Lord didn't answer, and stared at Fang Yan for a long time, making Fang Yan feel as if he had been seen through. After Fang Yan's brows furrowed, the Dark Lord retracted his gaze and said lightly: "I don't care who you are, and I don't care if what you say is true or false, I just rarely meet a junior who has the same experience and wants to ask you about the current situation of the ghost ship." ”

It can be seen that the Dark Lord is still somewhat affected by Fang Yan's words. There seems to be a slight change in attitude. For this kind of old guy who has lived for an unknown amount of time, everything is based on caution, although he feels that the probability that Fang Yan and Sun Wukong are good friends is less than one percent. But I still don't plan to do anything about Fang Yan. After all, Sun Wukong's movement at the beginning caused a sensation in the entire Valoran, and more importantly, there was no fundamental conflict between him and Fang Yan, if there was really a conflict...... The Dark Lord doesn't care who you Fang Yan is!

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Fang Yan also breathed a sigh of relief, at least for the time being, his life was not in danger. Under the Dark Lord's questioning, Fang Yan told the Dark Lord about what happened to the ghost ship last time. only skipped about his identity as a blacksmith and Ace, and focused on describing how permeable Captain Jackson's dance was. And how terrifying the singing voice of the one he called the "soul singer" - Fang Yan felt palpitations when he thought about it now.

After listening to Fang Yan's narration, the Dark Lord just sneered disdainfully: "Sure enough, it's still the same." Mixed with that group of people and ghosts all day long, the most suitable place for his base camp is still the shadows...... Hum. ”

Seeing that the Dark Lord didn't ask any more, Fang Yan was curious: "Your Excellency, what was the agreement you made with the Pirate Emperor in the first place?" Also, can you tell us a little bit about the Pirate Emperor? "Didn't stupidly ask the Dark Lord if he could lift the curse, Fang Yan knew that his original purpose would definitely not be achieved, didn't he see that the Dark Lord also had tattoos on his shoulder bones and couldn't lift it? Fang Yan naturally wouldn't deliberately touch the Dark Lord's scars, both of them were victims at this point.

Glancing at Fang Yan, perhaps seeing a guy who was as unlucky as himself, the Dark Lord seemed to be in a good mood, and said, "How much do you know about the Pirate Emperor?" ”

Fang Yan thought for a while, and said everything he knew in the shortest possible language, which was roughly the outline of the ghost ship story that he told Ace at the beginning, and as for the rest, Fang Yan really didn't know about it.

"That's right, the Pirate Emperor fell under the last curse of that ancient imperial royal family, which brought him almost infinite life while also bringing him endless pain. For thousands of years, what he has been pursuing is how to lift this curse, and then he really found a way. ”

"What's the solution?" Fang Yan's eyes widened.

Speaking of the pirate emperor he hated the most in his life, the Dark Lord reversed his usual taciturnity, and began to talk more: "If you want to lift the curse, in addition to the help of the group of monsters that the pirate emperor found, you must first resolve the resentment of the imperial family back then." The Pirate Emperor was cursed because he accepted the surrender of the Empire but immediately tore up the treaty afterwards, and the bloody capital of the Seven Waters angered the Imperial Family. In other words, all the previous debts were written off because of this, and they were not counted in the cursed resentment. ”

"After all, resentment is only a remnant of resentment, and there is only one way to resolve it, and that is to return all the wealth that was plundered from the capital of the seven waters, when the treaty was torn up - pay attention to the word, all wealth!"

The corners of Fang Yan's mouth twitched, and he deeply felt the difficulty. How much wealth was there in the City of Seven Waters? Countless. These riches were plundered by the pirates, and it is estimated that each pirate has a lot of them, and there must be a lot of possessions that have been lost in the middle of the sea and have been left in various corners, and there must have been many wreckage or even no wreckage destroyed...... How difficult is it to find and return each one?

What's more, there is one of the biggest problems in addition to that......

"However, the capital of the seven waters has long been destroyed, where can they return their wealth?" This was Fang Yan's biggest doubt, the original Ancient Blue Flame Island was broken and split into three small islands because of this incident, and the location of the original Seven Waters Capital did not necessarily exist now.

The Dark Lord sneered, "Who said that the Capital of the Seven Waters was destroyed? ”

"What?" Fang Yan was stunned.

The Dark Lord said three words lightly: "Golden Island." ”

"The Golden Island, one of the three legendary treasures, is the remnants of the Seven Waters Capital of the past." Staring at Fang Yan, the Dark Lord added that this sentence set off a storm in Fang Yan's heart!

Legend has it that the Golden Island, which is full of gold and synonymous with wealth, is actually the remains of the Capital of the Seven Waters!

Everything is understood, no wonder, no wonder there is so much gold and wealth on the Golden Island, it turns out that these are all put on by the Pirate Emperor. After so many years of accumulation, I am afraid that the collection of the Pirate Emperor is almost complete, and Fang Yan can only sigh at this.

At this time, the Dark Lord suddenly spoke, his tone with deep mockery and pleasure: "Hehe, that Jackson's dream is not so easy to come true. More than 200 years ago, there was an incident that completely broke away from the control of the Pirate Emperor, and since then, even he has not been able to find any trace of the Golden Island. Tsk, the thousand-year-old dream was ruined, what a retribution. ”

"Uh......" Regarding the tragic experience of the Pirate Emperor, Fang Yan said deeply...... Gloat! Haha, it's so cool, sure enough, if you do too many bad things, you will be punished!

"After the loss of the Golden Island, it has always drifted around the sea, and the Pirate Emperor has been chasing its tracks, but it has no effect until now, hehe. The only way to do this is to find something that can guide the Golden Isle in the direction at all times, and this is the agreement, or deal, I made with the Pirate Emperor in the first place. I've been searching for the whereabouts of this thing for years, but to no avail. The Dark Lord regained his original tone, speaking in a low and hoarse voice.

"What's that?" Fang Yan asked curiously.

"The name of that thing, the Golden Compass."

"Gold...... Compass? A drop of cold sweat slipped down Fang Yan's sideburns. (To be continued)

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