Looking at the indignant Tia Witch, a trace of strangeness crossed Taylor's face, I am afraid that the former goddess of the sea, who has been bound by a layer of illusion, does not know that it is her object who stabbed her in the back and stabbed her in the dark.

"At that time, I was thinking that I would go to see my old lover after I gathered my strength, but unfortunately I was calculated............"

"Ten Years of Covenant and Rules............ The timing is so coincidental............"

David Jones, my dear!

The witch's face, which was originally full of resentment and anger, gradually eased, and a sense of mildness and longing slowly appeared on her face.

Maybe she still wants to see her old lover after breaking free.

This is a bad fate............

Taylor shook her head imperceptibly, then reached out and the witch suddenly froze in place, and she felt the air around her come to life, turning into transparent ropes, completely binding her in place.

"What are you doing here?!"

A hint of disbelief flashed in the witch's eyes, she didn't expect this guy to do it to herself, she had already shown to be very submissive.

What does this dragon want to do? Don't you know how malicious the world is towards them?

"It's a pig-like belief system, but you're still a good material, and one thing I wonder how you got those souls out and let that Davy Jones guy lead the way."

The witch's face was ugly, but when the enemy was strong and she was weak, even if she was once the goddess of the sea, she was helpless, she gritted her teeth and said:

"After the death of the main gods, the authority they stole from this world also disappeared completely, at that time the sea was full of undead, in order to further harvest faith, I stole the authority of the god of death that has not completely disappeared, and I placed the authority of the god of death in the northernmost part of this world to draw souls."

"However, through some of the authority of the god of death, only ordinary souls are drawn, and if the strength is too strong, the soul will not be subject to this kind of constraint."

Count you as acquaintances.

There is much to study about the authority of the world, even if it is partial.

In fact, for the traction and use of souls, in this pirate world, including another Marvel world, there are many ways to manipulate souls, including wizards' think tanks, there are also many witchcraft that refine soul essence, or contain a large number of souls.

However, this kind of witchcraft is generally unobtainable in think tanks without a certain amount of permission, and in order to prevent some wizards from going the wrong way in order to collect souls on a large scale, the high-level leaders of the White Tower Alliance are very strict about the knowledge of souls in think tanks.

The Ancient One Master on Kama Taj's side had sealed the soul spells, and Taylor didn't want to rush into it.

Moreover, the soul of ordinary people or souls that have not reached the level of first-level transcendent creatures is forcibly condensed, and it is not of much value, even the devils of hell are disdainful of this.

What can be used as the universal equivalent currency of the infinite plane is the soul of a first-class transcendent creature, because the soul of this creature has undergone a metamorphosis and has a high value.

This kind of forcibly condensed ordinary soul essence can only be useful if it is carried out to prolong life or enhance the soul, etc., and go to the crooked path or puppet enlightenment, and the crooked evil way in front will cause a large number of distracting thoughts in the wizard's mental space and then cut off the possibility of the wizard to go further.

It has been a long time since anyone used soul witchcraft, because this kind of witchcraft consumes too much soul, and it is too serious, and no wizard has studied soul witchcraft for many years.

Taylor needs these ordinary soul essences also to further open up the spiritual intelligence of the Achilles warriors, as long as he has enough Achilles warriors with independent awareness, self-judgment and rich combat experience, the base disk will be larger, more convenient for dimensional invasion, and it is not good to always follow the large army.

"You definitely know where the chart of the Demon Hell is, or you yourself are a living map, the former goddess of the sea, it seems that you have to be wronged to go with us."

Taylor snapped his fingers, and Hawks behind him picked up the witch like a chicken.

He had now decided that the next step in the process was to go to the Demon Prison, and instead of letting the large number of sea souls accumulated there slowly dissipate, it would be better for him to take out and refine it and contribute to his future warriors.

And he is not like the devil who directly stuffs it into his stomach regardless of whether it is good or bad, he will make appropriate selections, after all, he does not have many Achilles warriors on hand now, and it is enough to single out the souls of those pirates and people who have committed the most heinous crimes.

He wants authority.

As long as he could study and parse some of the remaining authority in this world, he would be able to collect souls himself.

Jack and Barbossa watched the whole time as the scene unfolded, and Barbossa looked indifferent and even spent most of his time teasing the monkey on his shoulder.

But Jack was different, his eyes widened, he didn't expect that the witch he was so afraid of, the sealed goddess of the sea, was so vulnerable in front of this monster, and even now he carried the other party in his hand like a chicken.

"What a terrible monster."

Jack's brows furrowed, his bohemian temperament disappeared at this moment, and he held his left hand in his right fist with his right fist, not knowing what he was thinking.

Syllable!

Barbossa, who was on the side, reached out and pressed Jack's shoulder and said with a smile.

"If you want to take refuge in your master's hands now, I think time is still in time, but this time you will be my first mate."

Jack, Jack, I didn't expect you to be shocked one day!

Barbossa was extremely happy with Jack's shocked appearance just now, since the time they got acquainted, this damn ladyboy captain had been fiddling with a bohemian appearance every day, as if he knew everything about the sea, and now he finally met someone who couldn't handle it, right?

"Really?"

Jack moved Barbossa's hand to the side with a look of disgust, then the corners of his mouth turned upwards and his eyes crooked, indicating a look of extreme disdain.

"I'm Jack Sparrow, and the whole sea is the last remaining pirate, and my name will go down in history in the future, and it's your honor to work for me under my hands."

Say you're fat and you're still gasping, honored, no matter how honored, can you compare to my new master?

The two of them quarreled with each other as they followed Taylor, still walking on the calm sea and looking at the water below, as if walking on a mirror, as if walking on a mirror, as they walked to the Black Pearl, which was docked off the island.

The waves were rolling, the sun was shining, the soft sea breeze blew the black sails, the black sails of the black ship were raised again, and the statue of Liberty pointed to the north, this time, the legendary Black Pearl pointed to the deep sea hell that made all those who begged for life at sea smell it.

After finding a private room below deck and throwing the sealed goddess of the sea inside, Taylor returned to the captain's quarters, and on a group of magic-assisted research items flowing with intricate and intricate witchcraft runes enchanted by various powers, Taylor pulled out a dry wooden eyeball and a silver coin that looked like a pendant.

"A token of breath and a hint of strength, it looks really normal."

(End of chapter)