"Die! Mad dog! ”

Captain Jack sits on a galloping gray-black Batmobile.

He was holding a device for controlling the body turret in his co-pilot's hand, while the steering wheel in the main driver's seat was unattended but moving rapidly.

The onboard AI Delaman duplicates its own subroutine in the car, planning routes and dodging artillery fire, allowing Captain Jack to focus on attacking the Mad Dog Cleaners.

As the walls shattered, cool reloaded batmobiles dragged flames through the air from high platforms.

The spike-piercing airship in front of the vehicle explodes in the air, while the missile nest behind the vehicle spews flames as the smart weapon locks on.

All of the car's non-lethal weapon systems have been converted into lethal weapons by Mason, most notably a charged rail electromagnetic cannon mounted on the roof of the vehicle.

This thing is a mature sample of 2077's military technology, with the charging device of the technology weapon amplified and paired with armor-piercing bullets, and the energy supply from the Batmobile is also equipped with an anti-overheating plug-in.

As long as Jack takes the right aim, he can use this thing to knock down the airships flying high in the air and dropping incendiary bombs one after another.

A large group of Griffin military drones surrounds the Batmobile, forming a firepower configuration similar to a "floating cannon", and the on-board AI plans the target and firepower suppression process, which is like a bullet storm.

However, the firepower of just one car is insufficient.

The sight of the normally dashing Captain Jack passing by a collapsed and burning street with corpses strewn into his fists.

He's not a heartless pirate in the usual sense of the word.

He was much kinder than his peers.

Especially in the current scene of witnessing the collapse of the world of my hometown, when I see my compatriots who have a way to flee but still die on the side of the road, the anger of the same enemy is ignited at once.

As the Batmobile drove into the makeshift line to replenish its ammunition, the pirate captain gritted his teeth and burst out with a Fenrir Heavy Kinetic Submachine Gun in his hand and fired wildly at the approaching Cleanup Mad Dogs.

Such desperate efforts will not save those who have already died.

It's hard to even take revenge, but it can at least express the anger that has accumulated in your heart.

Hell yes.

None of them provoked it, so why should they suffer such a fate?

But just as Captain Jack gritted his teeth and reloaded the drum to prepare for another round, a noise came from the direction of the docks, and he was stunned for a moment, climbed up the collapsed wall and glanced at the rapids that were rushing over the docks.

The icy waters rolled and engulfed the mad dogs that couldn't dodge, and between the waves, half-human, half-monster pirates leaped out of the water with rusty knives and slashed wildly.

The spirits that had been brought out of the Hellish by the Dutchman were also released.

One by one, they were disembodied and only their dark green spirits were charged, as if the entire sea surface had been dyed with a creepy "green tide".

In the final moments, Will did not allow them to join the frontal battle, but sent them to the rear to defend the survivors who had fled for their lives in the apocalypse.

The dead are protecting those who are still alive.

This made Jack breathe a sigh of relief.

But he soon saw a familiar figure among the pirates who were fighting the Cleaners Mad Dogs in the water.

He swooped into the reloaded Batmobile, instructing the on-board AI to pounce in that direction.

Outside the docks at this time, the old pirate Barbossa was gritting his teeth and waving his war knife, and with each swing of his hand, several bloodstained cables would rush out of the sea water from his feet to his legs, and roll up the surrounding cleaners like snakes, dragging them into the water and drowning them alive.

This scene made the elder Barbossa look unusually brave, but those who knew him well knew how embarrassed he would be.

The voodoo knife could have controlled the entire Queen Anne's Vengeance, but unfortunately there was no ship left for Barbossa to control.

His beloved Voodoo battleship had been hit by several high-explosive missiles in the previous battle, and the hull had fallen silent in the vast waves, and now the old pirate could only summon magic cables with his war knife to help in the battle.

He's old after all.

Will Turner's infernal curse was changing him.

But it will take time.

A bad old man who has lost his ship and fights a group of crazy pirates against cold-blooded aliens really doesn't suit his style.

So within a few turns, after more of the Cleaner Mad Dog joined the fight, Old Barbossa was blown into the water by the oncoming bullets and bombs.

When he got up again, his beloved hat didn't know where to go.

His bald head was covered in mud, his gray hair stuck to his face, and he held a war knife in his hand, but he was surrounded by mad dogs on all sides.

They wore strange black masks revealing only cold red eyes, and approached one by one with their rifles as if trying to catch them alive.

After being hacked to death by the old pirate, the remaining cleaners pulled out the booster and injected it into their bodies, which made the old pirate stunned for a moment, and then he jerked his pocket and put a hideous smile on his face.

"Ha, you know how to take medicine?"

Barbossa grabbed the red potion Mason had given him and put it into the syringe, and struck a needle into his neck, pulling the trigger to the end to inject all the potions into his body.

It's like magma.

The moment the cold potion flowed into the veins, it was as if the old man's life had been ignited.

He roared, scorching columns of air erupted from his nostrils, and a violent force erupted within him, the wounds on his body healed in an instant, and the broken leg lost in his early years began to be reborn at this moment.

The swelling muscles tore through the clothes on his body, making him swell wildly like a blow, and in the blink of an eye, he became a muscular man, and even his eyes burst out with a fiery light in the smirk.

Mason's Special Alchemy Booster: Triple Dose Green Goblin Booster Mode.

This "super transformation" suddenly wiped out the surrounding cleaners.

There seemed to be a disconnect in their thinking all of a sudden, presumably because the commanders who commanded them were also a little at a loss.

But it was this moment of stunnedness, and the transformed old pirate strangled all the mad dogs around him with a knife in his hand like a beating lightning.

Mason's booster obviously had shortcomings, which made Barbossa's mind a little confused for a while after the injection, and he even heard his other self talking to himself.

But it works really well.

"Didi"

The whistle sounded at this moment.

The gray-black Batmobile stopped in front of the battlefield where the mad dogs were pinching to death one after another, and Captain Jack poked his head out of the cabin and shouted to Barbossa, who was killing in front of him:

"Hey, Hector, there's a lot of mess to clean up over there! You see, your current arrogance is very suitable to teach them a lesson. Come on, get in the car! Let's go find a place. ”

The old pirate's muscular face showed a grinning and enjoyable expression.

He knew his life was short.

But he didn't care.

He scolded the hippie-smiling Jack with a foul mouth, pinched the last mad dog to death, and threw himself forward on top of the Batmobile.

In the midst of a bickering with Jack, the car takes two legendary pirates who love and kill each other towards the more lively areas of the city.

At the same time, on the broken docks.

Shrinking back to human form, Colypso's face was tired, and she staggered over in a gray robe, and said to Mason, who was crouching in front of a pile of black shards, with a frowning brow:

"Thank you, Mason Cooper, I couldn't have won without your help."

"Win?"

Mason looked up and said:

"You think you won? No, Colypso, this is a warm-up at best, the real high-end power of the Cleanup is still on the way, don't tell me you're not good now.

This path is yours.

You swore that you would fight those who wanted your life to the end, what? Want to quit now? ”

"I just don't, I'm going to stay here!"

The female sea god was a little embarrassed, and said stiffly:

"I can keep fighting! I'm not afraid of these bastards who want to take away my power. ”

"You better sit down and rest, I'm afraid you won't be able to breathe and smoke it over, alas, the weak gods are really useless.

If there is a card sister or a superhero by my side, I am absolutely safe now. ”

Mason looked Colypso's current situation up and down, and commented very viciously. Then he turned his gaze back to the indescribable pile of metal debris in front of him.

The goddess of the sea also saw the pile of debris, and she whispered:

"It's your metal armor, it's powerful, but you used it to help me block the sneak attack that made my hair stand on end. You saved my life, which cost you a valuable weapon.

I'm sorry. ”

"It's actually not lost, it's just that with your knowledge, it's hard for me to describe its current state to you."

Mason rubbed his forehead and looked at the pile of superhuman armor in front of him.

He's not lying, even though his armor has turned into a mosaic of strange substances, judging by the information tags, the current state of this thing is really strange:

Contaminated power armor

Item Status: Symbiote Fusion, Highly Damaged, Self-Reconstituted

Item description: There's something in your armor that doesn't belong to it, and it may cause unexpected changes to this armor, but until you find out the truth, I'd advise you not to touch it.

"It's 'healing itself.'"

Mason explains:

"It was supposed to blow itself up when it stopped the black light that was raiding you, but the black light hit it before it hit you, causing some of its properties to stain my Warframe.

Judging by the way it is, the thing that attacked you should be some kind of vicious living thing."

"It's dangerous! Mason. ”

Colypso recalled the state of being attacked just now, and she said very seriously:

"I can feel that it has the power to counter the power of divinity, like a vicious weapon forged specifically to kill gods, and it is almost impossible for a creature like us to die.

But it doesn't seem complete. ”

"What do you mean?"

Mason sealed his half-damaged anti-superman armor in a special container, picked up the core of the dismantled Ark reactor, removed the discarded palladium battery that emitted white smoke and was badly eroded, and threw it into the sea, and found a new piece to fill it in.

He looked at the goddess of the sea and asked:

"What do you mean by 'incomplete'? Can you feel it? ”

"Yes!"

Colypso nodded very affirmatively and said:

"Just like the instinctive fear of an ordinary person when facing a tiger, I feel the same way when I encounter that black light, if it is complete, it is impossible for a weak god like me to maintain his sanity and courage in front of it.

Even the mere smell and sensation can make me lose my fighting spirit.

Whatever it is, it's sure to have killed a lot of divine creatures that are much stronger than me before, and I really want to thank you, Mason.

You have escaped me from a fate worse than death. ”

"Well, I accept your thanks, but don't rush to thank them just yet."

Mason looked up at the sky.

In the sky, where the reflection of the world is becoming more and more real, it seems that some kind of power is about to penetrate again.

"They might be coming, Possama."

The young man rolled up his sleeves and pressed a button on his watch to signal the location of the lizard tank in the distance, and said to Colypso beside him:

"You'd better hurry up and rest, whatever comes over next will definitely be more dangerous and deadly than the scavenger mad dogs you dealt with just now.

But the condition we said earlier is still in effect. ”

Mason breathed a sigh of relief and said to Colypso:

"Even before the last moment, you can still choose to let go of your power and become an ordinary person with some mysterious abilities and live in another world.

There is no shame in giving up divinity in the face of the end times.

Especially since you have proven your loyalty to the world that nurtured you.

You've bled for it.

No matter how harsh the world is, you should be allowed to find your way back in the afterglow of this remaining day.

Think about it, personally, I still hope that today's events will have a relatively happy ending.

But don't worry too much.

If you really can't make up your mind, then my companions will help you end your fate before you are about to fail, and there will be no unnecessary pain. ”

——

"Ah, it hurts! TMD, the whole body hurts! It feels like you're strapped to a keel and sailing all the way from the Philippines to the Caribbean. ”

Next to the Batmobile, the old pirate Barbossa, who had returned to his normal human form, was wearing a tattered robe covered with blood stains, and leaned tremblingly against the side of the car.

He cursed as he took the rum from Captain Jack.

In front of them were the last survivors to pass through the Portal of Transfer, and behind them was a land of severed arms of the remains of the scavengers' mad dogs.

More than half of the dead were killed by Batmobile fire, and a small half were torn apart by the hands of the old pirate who had turned into the Green Goblin.

"Hey, Hector, you bastard who's been bad all your life and finally did a real good thing before the end."

Captain Jack popped out two cigarettes, gave one to his old buddy and lit it for him.

Next to the two Pirate Kings was a very large Cleaner Assault Commander with a syringe stuck in the neck of this disgusting and monstrous fellow.

It was the suicide poison that Mason had given to Barbossa before.

It turns out Mason wasn't lying, it was so poisonous that Barbossa was throttling at the mouth of the Mad Dog Commander seconds after being inserted into the neck of the Mad Dog Commander.

Captain Jack, who was leaning against the car, pointed to the refugees in front of him who were rushing to the door of transfer with a thousand thanks, and said:

"If you hadn't gone crazy just now, these people would never have survived the pursuit of those mad dogs. They should all thank you and owe you their lives. ”

"Phew! Meddlesome? Lao Tzu dares to do anything in this life except good things! ”

Old Barbossa took a sip of half a bottle of wine to relieve the torn pain in his body, and while his face was pale, he spat out a puff of smoke rings, he looked back at the cool but flesh-stained Batmobile, and said:

"You coward looks like you're doing well, you've chosen a new captain to live a good life, and you even have this magic carriage that can send big fireballs."

"That's right, I've always had a great eye for people."

Captain Jack smiled smugly, took the bottle from Barbossa, took a sip of the bottle, and then whispered:

"Come with us, Hector, Team K needs someone like you, and Mason won't refuse you to join. We can wander together in other worlds, just as we have in the past.

Gibbs has been transferred to be the security manager at Iceberg Bar, and I just don't have a capable bad first mate on hand.

You can still see your daughter."

"Well, that's really appealing to me, and it's a good price."

Old Barbossa grinned, then leisurely exhaled a puff of smoke rings, stamped his foot, and said:

"It's a pity it's late."

"Huh?"

Jack looked down and saw that old Barbossa's left foot had grown a coral-like gray horn, a sign that the curse of Hell was beginning to spread.

It means that the soul in front of him has been predestined to the hell of the pirates.

"I just died once, Jack. No, this is the second time I've died. ”

The old pirate whispered:

"I felt it very clearly, the shells of the mad dogs had shattered my heart, like the bullet you once pierced my heart, but I opened my eyes again in the icy waters.

I'm ready to step into hell.

But death doesn't want me

It ordered me to keep fighting until the last moment.

It's coming. ”

Barbossa touched his heart, which was no longer beating, and he whispered:

"I can feel that today is the last day of the existence of this world.

Today is our only day, and I knew a long time ago that I would die on the sea, and that people like me would not die quietly.

But I still didn't expect that there would be a world for me to be buried.

No.

It's two! ”

The old pirate grinned and looked up at the increasingly clear reflection of the world above his head, and said:

"That's not bad, right? For pirates, this funeral is enough of a show, right? ”

"You're going to die, laugh! Laugh a fart! ”

Captain Jack's heart was extremely sour, although he had fought with the old guy in front of him for half his life, but when it was really time to part, he still couldn't face it calmly.

This guy is not only his enemy, but also his friend.

He clenched his fists and said:

"I'll tell Serena everything you just did, and I promise your daughter will cry to see you off."

"Don't touch my daughter! I'm warning you! ”

Barbossa gritted his teeth and smashed the bottle, and scolded:

"Watch her grow up for me, watch her get married, watch her child be born for me, and tell my story to my grandson.

Jack!

You have to swear! Use the name of your dead ghost daddy. No, swear by the Black Pearl! ”

"Okay, I swear."

Spell made a pirate salute in earnest.

Old Barbossa laughed, and then looked at the water that was spreading at his feet, and his tattered black hat was blowing to his feet.

The old fellow bent down and picked up his hat and put it on his head, grabbed his sword, waved his hand without looking back, and limped into the cold water in front of him.

In the distant tide, the Flying Dutchman was waiting for him to get aboard.

"Hector!"

Captain Jack shouted again, and he looked at the figure that disappeared into the sea and shouted:

"You're going to fucking tell me where you're hiding your treasure! Isn't that the most important thing a pirate can do when they say goodbye? ”

"Go to NMD, Jack! That's all I can give you! ”

Old Barbossa, who had disappeared into the water, staggered, then turned around and raised his middle finger and cursed, the second half of his voice merging with the sea to form a tidal roar.

Jake Sparrow laughed.

This is the farewell of the pirates.

Bury your sorrow in the past and keep your happiness to yourself.

"Good all the way, my friend."

Captain Jack drank the wine in his hand and slammed the bottle to the ground, he lit a silk cigarette and looked at the ghost ship sinking into the water in the distance.

He whispered:

"You're just one step ahead, and I'll continue to fight in another capacity until I meet you again in the hell that belongs to the pirates."

(End of chapter)