Chapter 31: Ill-fated (II)

Listening to the bursts of laughter coming from the flying Dutchman, the pirates of Zhang Ye's fleet finally couldn't help it, and they burst into laughter that was even happier than they were.

Davy Jones' smile vanished, not out of anger but out of shock, and he saw the keyed box held by Jack's overhead hands!

"You know, not everybody can laugh that much before they die." Jack's smile was a little cheap, and as soon as the words fell, he pulled out his dagger and opened the chest of the dead before David Jones and Barbossa could make a move!

"No ――――――――!!!"

Davy Jones roared in anger and hidden fear, but he could only watch as the dagger in Jack's hand pierced into the beating heart of the box with unmistakable precision!

Barbossa, who wanted to take the opportunity to grab the box, also widened his eyes!

He watched as David Jones' heart was pierced, and then as he watched David Jones, the legendary pirate fall into the sea alone......

"Collybus......" Even his last words seemed so sad and helpless at the same time.

He never imagined in his life that his final outcome would be like this, even inferior to the lowest-ranking recruits who died on the battlefield, at least they died with glory.

With the death of David Jones, the flying Dutchman also underwent a very significant change, and the viscous sewage inside and outside the hull disappeared from beginning to end, and along with the corals that belonged to the bottom of the sea.

The entire ship returned to her former appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye, as did the pirates on board, turning from a terrifying appearance back to human form, or rather, to their former appearance, which made them look at themselves and others in amazement. The mood is very complicated for a while, with joy, sadness, and mixed tastes.

It doesn't look much like when Zhang Ye captured the Black Pearl.

Looking at Jack and Sparrow again, after the first few retchings, he could be said to be full of red smiles, and then at Barbossa's deflated face, Jack smiled even more happily.

"It's the same with me. They are all prisoners of Zhang Ye. Barbossa couldn't stand Jack's happy laughter, so he said it out loud.

"No, no, no, I'm friends with him." Jack said with a smile.

"Then I wish your friends happiness and happiness in Davy Jones' Hell." Barbosa was the first to support Zhang Ye's temporary designation.

"He'll be back." Jack obviously didn't have much confidence, and his appearance also made Barbossa smile happily.

There is another person who has thought about a similar problem, and he is Zhang Ye, who has entered the demon prison.

He looked around and found that apart from the endless white sand, only part of the corpse of the poisonous phantom worm accompanied him.

He tried to contact the outside world in the Devil's Prison, only to find that not only did the phone fail. He didn't even react to the mark on the tiger's mouth, which made him have to admire Davy Jones's hell, as for the question of whether he could go back......

Find the sleeping god, and all problems will be solved, Zhang Ye thought.

Of course, he first has to find the gods and remove the contamination from the gods' souls.

I only hope that the rats and they can successfully deal with the whistling wind, thinking of this, Zhang Ye stepped into the demon prison and walked up.

He doesn't have a clear goal or direction. But his telekinesis perception network is always there, maintaining the maximum range around him. Coupled with the incomprehensible and untouchable power that he had felt several times, he was confident that he would be able to find the sleeping god.

At the same time, he never let his guard down, always wearing magic armor and holding a original sword, on the lookout for any enemies that might appear.

However, the Hell is just like in the movie, there is no death. There was no food, no water, nothing, just endless pain in solitude.

"In the movie, it is said that going to hell is the worst fate." Zhang Ye whispered, he had forgotten how far he had come.

But his eyes didn't change. It is still full of perseverance and hope.

After whispering to himself, he walked for a long time, and his hunger was already very strong, and he walked to the sea, he looked at the boundless ocean in front of him, and he knew that it was the only way to get out of the hell.

But he couldn't leave, at least not now, he still had to find the sleeping god, so he turned around and walked towards the boundless white sand in the other direction, but he didn't forget to leave behind a colored ball of light before leaving, it was as beautiful as a pearl, which could release its power when Zhang Ye needed it, allowing Zhang Ye to return to the beach smoothly.

Zhang Ye, who once again went deep into the sea of white sand, after walking for a long time, obviously felt that the loneliness was getting stronger and stronger, which was a negative feeling that could not be ignored, along with a strong sense of hunger and the depletion of water in his body.

He began to experience the horror of the Demon Prison firsthand, and he began to subconsciously talk to himself, as if there were people around him to chat with him, the only thing that did not change him was the perseverance and hope in his eyes.

It wasn't until a wisp of mysterious power appeared in his perceptual web, a wisp of power that was partially similar to that of Aresa, that the smile on his face bloomed almost instantly, and he ran wildly to find the source of that power, but no matter which direction he ran, the mysterious power was always there.

He paused, closed the perceptual net, and then concentrated on perceiving the power, and he also opened his "source eyes" and carefully observed the power.

Death, what he feels and sees, is only death, without any impurities.

He didn't choose to continue to look for the source by perceiving, and after thinking about it, he came up with a very risky solution.

He took all his mental power into his body and combined it with Jin Yuan Qi to squeeze his heart, the feeling was unbearable, and it also made his vitality disappear quickly.

Along with this, the mystical power is becoming more and more intense, and more and more clearly visible......

"I can only see you if I die in a place where I can't die......" Zhang Ye, who was pale, said in a low voice with a smile.

"How long has it been, how long has it been since I felt death...... "The weak voice sounded, but it was impossible to tell where it came from.

"You woke me up, how can I repay you?" His voice was full of temptation, but Zhang Ye didn't believe him. (To be continued.) )