Lift the curse?

Hearing Heather's words, David Jones did not show any excitement, but let out an undisguised mocking laugh:

"Hah! You know Calypso, but you still have the audacity to say that you can lift my curse? Captain Heather, I admire your madness, and I am delighted by your stupidity. ”

The reason why the crew of the Flying Dutchman has become inhuman and ghostly is because the hull itself has been "gifted" by Calypso, the goddess of the sea, and of course, it can also be called a "curse".

As long as they step on this ship and sign a contract with Captain David Jones, they will slowly transform into half-man, half-sea monsters, and as long as the Flying Dutchman itself is not destroyed, they will not die in the normal sense.

It's like a Lich in DND who puts his soul in a 'soul box' and is therefore immortal.

As the captain of the ship, David Jones was viciously cursed, and he could only go ashore once every ten years, and there must be no other act of setting foot on the 'earth', otherwise he will be subjected to cruel soul torture.

After hundreds of years of endless wandering at sea, even David Jones, who loved the sea, felt deeply tired.

But this curse was personally inflicted by Calypso, the goddess of the sea, and no one was able to lift it.

Now this hairy boy in front of him dares to claim that he can lift the curse of Calypso, relying on how many powerful black magic techniques he can do? Davy Jones felt that just mocking him for two sentences was already a very refined performance.

In the face of Davy Jones's cynicism, Heather smiled disappreciatively: "Don't believe me, well, that's understandable. After all, the curse of Calypso, the goddess of the sea, is unrivaled in your eyes. Let me think...... Do you have a crew member on your ship named Bill Turner? ”

David Jones looked at Heather suspiciously: "Yes, there is such a person. What do you want? ”

"You'll find out soon."

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The deck of the Black Pearl was full of sailors from both sides of the Black Pearl, and the sailors of the Black Pearl, who had not yet lifted the curse of the undead, were particularly confident, and looked at the sea monster sailors of the Dutchman with their heads held high.

Mount! Mount! Mount!

With the sound of the hard shell of the crab leg colliding with the plank, Davy Jones strode onto the deck and asked in a loud voice, "Bill Turner!" Where's Bill Turner!? ”

Barbossa and Jack glanced at each other, and both saw shock in each other's eyes - 'Bootbelt' Old Bill? He's not dead?

A middle-aged man wearing a black turban, half of his face twisted and deformed, and his right arm and coat covered with barnacles came forward hunched: "Captain, I'm here. ”

Compared to other Dutchman sailors, Bill Turner was not particularly alienated, perhaps because he insisted on being a human in his heart.

Davy Jones looked Bill Turner up and down on crutches, then turned his head to look at the captain's room behind him: "Captain Heather, it's time for you to 'perform.'" ”

Heather, dressed in a dark red trench coat, walked out of the captain's room, looked at Bill Turner and nodded, "Mr. Turner, it's a good thing." ”

Bill Turner didn't know what the new captain of the mighty Black Pearl was looking for him, so he could only awkwardly stroke his chest and bow in respect.

"You're welcome, I've met your son, Will, a good lad of integrity."

Heather waved her hand: "If nothing else, Will will marry Elizabeth Swan, the daughter of the Governor of Port Royal, in half a year, if you can attend the wedding and offer your blessings to the couple, I think Will and Elizabeth will be very happy." ”

Bill Turner's eyes lit up when he heard the news of his son, and his back was not hunched. But then he lowered his head again, how could he be qualified to attend Will's wedding with such a monster-like ghostly appearance? And he himself wants to serve a hundred years on the flying Dutchman, to go to a wedding? Don't even think about it.

Heather looked at David Jones, "Mr. David Jones, what do you say?" ”

"As you say." Davy Jones pulled out a strange-looking pipe: "If you can really make Bill Turner back to his original human form, then I'll break his contract with the Flying Dutchman and set him free!" ”

"It's a deal." As soon as he finished speaking, four round stone balls quietly appeared beside Heather.

Three of the stone balls were hovering in front of Biltner, and the remaining one was held in Heather's hand.

As the golden fluorescent light up, different Gubalot runes appeared on the surface of the four stone balls, and gradually distorted and unified into the same rune - [Purification]!

The golden glow penetrated Biltener's skin, muscles, and marrow, reaching deep into his soul. The curse of the sea god that lingered on the [Flying Dutchman] had originally turned into chains and entangled Biltner's soul, but at this time, it was completely dissipated in the glow.

Under the gaze of the people, the dense barnacles on Bildna's body continued to dry and crumble, and a starfish gradually appeared on the originally distorted right side of his face, which fell on the deck with a clatter. His skin, which had previously looked like a floating corpse that had been soaked in water for too long, had regained its human rosiness, and his hunched back had become straight.

In just a dozen seconds, Bill Turner has gone from a monster who is neither human nor a ghost to a handsome middle-aged man who looks seventy percent similar to Will. He wore a black turban with long black curly hair draped over his shoulders, and his eyes swept away the previous decadence and indifference, and became bright.

There was silence on the deck of the Black Pearl.

Jake and Barbossa couldn't believe their eyes, were they really restored? You can't go wrong, this damn handsome face is 'Bootbelt' Bill Turner himself!

Squidward's mouth was half open, and the pipe he was holding in his hand fell on the deck without noticing.

And Bill Turner raised his trembling hands and touched his face, no more disgusting barnacles and puffiness, and he really became human again!

Maria thoughtfully presented the mirror, in which Biltner saw a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar. He didn't even have time to rejoice, but looked back at David Jones, for fear that he would repent, and not let himself go.

Only then did Davy Jones come back to his senses, strode over to Heather, tried to catch a few breaths and barely calm down, and said in a suppressed voice: "...... What is the content of the [transaction] you are talking about? What do you want me to do? ”

"Oh, Mr. Davy Jones, did you write me this back?" Heather playfully said, "About Biltner's bet......"

"I'll set him free! Put it now! Davy Jones impatiently waved his huge crab claws at Bill Turner, who felt a sigh of relief in the depths of his soul that he was free.

Davy Jones turned to look at Heather again: "Tell me, what price do you need me to pay to lift my curse?" ”

Now, even if Heather said that he was the illegitimate son of Poseidon, the emperor of the sea, Davy Jones would not hesitate to believe it. To be able to lift the curse of Calypso, the goddess of the sea, so easily, no one else in the world can do it except for the gods who have disappeared.

Heather shook her fingers: "Don't worry, the deal has to come the same." Let's make the first deal first—you find Blackbeard's trail for me as a reward for letting you live. When you're done with your first deal, we'll talk about your curse. ”

Davy Jones was silent for a while, then stretched out his right hand: "Deal." When I find Blackbeard, where do I find you? ”

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Heather shook the other party's outstretched hand: "Don't worry, when the time comes, you can find a tavern and find out about me and the Black Pearl." ”

After taking a deep look at Heather, Davy Jones simply turned around and walked in the direction of the Flying Dutchman, yelling, "Everyone, let's go!" ”

"Yes, Captain!" The sailors of the Dutchman were also very excited, and shouted one after another.

Looking at the Flying Dutchman in the distance, Jack tiptoed over to Heather: "Mentor, about my deal with Davy Jones......"

"Erase it for you. Long snack, Jack, don't make any more promises in the future. ”

Heather glanced at Jack: "There are many supernatural powers in this world, I don't know if you will plant them again one day." ”

"Then as long as I learn your skills, won't I be afraid?" Jack scoffed. He really wanted to learn Heather's strange 'witchcraft' now, even the curse of the goddess of the sea could be easily lifted, and the hundred-foot-tall North Sea Monster was also played with by him, if he learned these skills, wouldn't he be able to cross the seven seas and become 'Captain Jakesparo forever'?

"You've finally got the hang of it." Heather nodded with satisfaction as she watched as the lazy apprentice finally ignited his motivation to learn.

Then let's get started, Hell Cultivation Plan!