Treasure Hunter , Sail the Blue Sea

Chapter 151 The End

Author: Don’t drink Coke?

Chapter 151 The End

The pirates who were originally blocking them all died in Jack's hands due to Jack's operations and became part of his power.

This also caused the knights who were besieging the flagship to quickly climb up and move towards Jack.

The knight holding the Sword of Mercy raised the blade that had turned into a blade of light and struck Jack's blood-red flame shield.

He directly smashed the flame shield into pieces, and then launched an attack on Jack.

Even though he gathered all the power of the pirates under his command, Jack was still losing ground when facing the church knights who held the sword of mercy.

The treasure in his hand is still no match for this kind of treasure with strong attack attributes in a head-on battle.

Not to mention that the knight in front of him was obviously much more powerful than him.

Jack could only try his best to defend and delay for some time.

Due to the two people holding the treasure, the noise of the battle was too great, and various damages began to appear on the deck.

And where the two of them were fighting, there was no room for anyone else to intervene.

Even if they come around, they can only watch from the side.

"captain!"

Behind Jack, on the statue on the bow of the ship, the old man suddenly shouted.

As soon as I heard this sound.

The magic power gathered in the hand, and with a swipe, a certain spell sent out a violent shock wave, gathering blood-red flames, and emitting a powerful repulsive force.

The accumulated magic power surged out in an instant.

He pushed out a large portion of the enemies surrounding him, as well as the knight holding the holy sword.

Taking this opportunity, Jack picked up Alka's body and jumped back to land on the bow statue on the bow of the ship.

The old man had been waiting on the statue on the bow of the ship for a long time. He saw his captain jumping up, holding a scepter in both hands, and struck the statue at his feet hard.

The wolf head statue immediately came to life and lunged forward.

This wolf-headed statue is actually not only a wolf head, but also a full-length statue behind it, but it is hidden inside the ship.

Once activated, start running forward.

His limbs made faint ripples, and he actually stepped in the air, turning the sky into land, and started running.

He suddenly escaped from the crowd in the air.

Jack had already thought of his escape route and had been preparing for a long time.

Seeing that the enemy was about to run, the knight holding the Sword of Mercy charged and jumped, leaping high into the air.

The sword slashed towards Jack's neck.

Jack raised his hand to block, and the sword blade slashed directly into the armor made of blood-red flames, hitting his flesh and blood.

Jack had placed Alka's body on the wolf.

Seeing the sword blade deeply embedded in his shoulder, he could no longer hesitate.

Stretching out his free right hand, wrapped in blood-red flames, he firmly grasped the enemy's broken sword blade, and then his heart trembled.

Taking advantage of the risk of having his left arm cut off, he released his right hand and punched the enemy on the shoulder.

This punch directly knocked the knight holding the holy sword off the wolf's body, but accordingly his entire right arm was cut off completely and fell onto the wolf's body, and then slid down to the seawater below.

Looking at the Holy Sword Knight falling into the sea, Jack's face showed a painful but wanton smile.

Anyway, he won't be able to use this body for much longer. If his arm is broken, just break his arm.

As the arm was broken, the blood-red flames on the body gradually faded away, and the life energy that was forcibly extracted had faded at this time.

The gathered power is temporary after all, and is not the main function of this treasure.

Countless church knights below looked at the two Jacks in the air and kept firing ammunition upwards. However, it was meaningless. They could only watch him take Alka's body and ride on the giant wolf in the air, and gradually leave.

It seemed as if he really escaped like this, but obviously this was impossible.

When the blood-red flames subsided, Alka, who had been lying on the ground as a corpse, suddenly opened his eyes.

The old man who was standing nearby and controlling the giant wolf noticed this scene first, just when he was about to shout a reminder.

The doll on Alka's waist was already ready, and she quickly jumped up to the old man. Holding a long needle-like blade in her hand, she pierced his still intact eye.

"Shut your mouth and don't disturb Alka."

At this time, countless pink mist surged out from behind Alka crazily, wrapping around Jack and the blinded old man next to him.

At this time, Jack was sitting there panting due to the pain in his shoulder and the aftereffects of using the flag to gather strength.

His mind relaxed and he fell into a trance, unable to react at this moment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sievers, who had been hiding for a long time and hiding his soul power, instantly began to compete with him for his body.

How could Jack, who was already in a trance, exhausted from the battle, and seriously injured, win over Sivers, who was already prepared?

The defenses originally set up were no longer able to stop Sievers.

His body was taken away in an instant.

The pink mist that emerged from Alka enveloped both of them at the same time.

The old man who had just fallen into a dream woke up immediately because of the pain in his eyes, but when he woke up, he saw two black gun barrels side by side, pressed against his eyes.

With the trigger pulled.

A dull sound sounded.

The last ammunition that had been stored in the lock was ejected.

With holy fire.

A huge dent was made on his face, and the long needle-like sword blade was still firmly inserted into his face.

The center of the face was sunken, and all kinds of flesh and blood flowed out, and he fell heavily on the giant wolf sculpture.

Jack, who had fallen asleep, still seemed to be talking in his sleep, and kept saying: "Do it, do it quickly."

Pain can easily wake it up. Apparently his father is still trying his best to drag the enemy in his dream.

He pulled out the long-handled dagger from Jack's waist and inserted it directly into Jack's chest, piercing his heart.

A moment of pain awakened Sievers from his dream, and then his body was snatched away by Jack.

However, the death of his body has left Jack unable to recover. He is now exhausted and in a daze.

Not to mention resisting and repairing wounds, there is not much magic power left.

This is his weakest moment.

"You...you are...really, painstaking..."

Knowing that he was on the verge of death, he finally realized that he had fallen into a big web.

Several huge bandages flew over, wrapped around the giant wolf statue that was about to fall into the sea, stabilized its figure, and quickly pulled it towards the flagship.

As the statue fell on the deck, several people on the statue also fell off.

Jack had fallen on the deck, blood was pouring out, and he was speaking intermittently.

Looking at the knight holding the holy sword who had come to his side, he seemed to be cursing but he could no longer hear clearly.

Even at the last moment of death, he firmly occupied this body and was unwilling to give it up.

The old man next to him had completely lost his breath, and there was still a short, toy-like sword blade stuck in one of his fallen eyeballs.

The two-headed doll, whose body was stained red with blood, stood next to the corpse and looked at Alka.

At the last moment of death, Jack finally gave up his body, and Sievers immediately took over.

"Quick, he...run..."

Sievers, who took over the body, opened his mouth to say something, but his voice was too low and intermittent, and the people around him could not hear clearly.

Look at the body's wide eyes and anxious expression.

Lucilia's voice suddenly sounded in Alka's ears, and the knight holding the holy sword next to him seemed to have noticed something.

The three of them turned to look at the corpse at the same time.

A soul flew out at an extremely fast speed, like a stream of light trying to escape.

The knight raised the Sword of Mercy and was about to swing it down. A card immediately appeared in Alka's hand and flew towards it.

The card quickly slid through an arc, instantly cutting through the flying soul and absorbing it.

And Sievers, who had reoccupied his body, finally closed his eyes and completely lost the breath of life.

Sievers eventually died with his body.

Looking at the corpse in front of him.

Alka was looking at the dagger inserted into his heart. The dagger looked so familiar.

It was the knife that stabbed his mother into her chest from behind when Sievers restored the scene for himself.

Looking at the blade, there are a few words engraved near the hand guard, stained with blood and reflecting light.

Wifekiller.

"Do you want me to hold a soul-transfer ceremony for you? This is your father, and what he did was not his original intention."

The middle-aged knight of the church stood in front of Alka and said.

As a knight who can hold the treasure of the Sword of Mercy, he certainly has the highest status in the church.

Naturally, he knows a lot of information.

The body of Sievers has the curse of the Virgin. If the soul is not transferred, the soul will be trapped in this corpse forever.

Alka did not refuse the knight's proposal and nodded.

"Thanks."

At this time, Xia Detti also came over with an arm and placed it in the arms of Sivers' body.

It's the arm that fell into the sea.

Alka stood up, and the knight holding the Sword of Mercy knelt on one knee.

As he muttered words and eulogies for his death, the sword of love in his hand ignited a sacred flame, which then turned into an illusion.

The illusory sword blade penetrated into the body.

The holy flame began to wrap around the body and burn.

"Close your eyes, chant the name of the Holy Mother, and see him for the last time."

Hearing this, Alka crossed her arms and began to praise the Stone Mother.

Then I felt the sound of dripping water and opened my eyes.

The environment I had seen before appeared before me again.

He once again stood on the calm sea, and the soul of Sievers appeared in place.

He looked at Alka and smiled. His face was full of joy and relaxation, and he looked at death very indifferently.

Alka just looked at him calmly, the memories hidden in his mind began to tumble, and it seemed that the soul in his body was also squirming.

He opened his mouth and said: "Father"

Sievers nodded with satisfaction, and the smile on his face became even wider.

A small boat rowed over, with a lantern hanging on the bow that illuminated the darkness, and a figure on the boat.

It is Alka's mother.

She came to pick him up.

After seeing her, Sievers immediately turned his head and walked quickly towards the direction of the boat. Death did not seem to be painful to him.

Get on the boat and hug her.

Alka just watched the two people hugging each other and chatting, but couldn't hear what they were saying.

The sight remains, but the sound is separated.

After a while, the two of them let go and waved in Alka's direction.

Not too much nostalgia.

The two of them sat in the boat together and sailed farther and farther on the calm sea.

Watching the two figures disappear into the darkness.

My eyes blurred again.

Alka opened his eyes and returned to the deck. The body of Sievers in front of him had turned into a pile of dust, with a dagger buried inside.

Memories no longer surge and truly become one's own.

The light spots floating around Alka's soul were completely integrated into his soul body, and the scattered light re-solidified.

The soul becomes stronger and more perfect.

Alka knelt down and took out the dagger, then carefully put the dust into the bag.

They were put into the ring together.

At this time, a figure gently ran into Alka's arms and hugged him tightly.

The Lucilia doll on her shoulder was also holding Alka's head.

Look at the actions of the two people.

Alka smiled helplessly and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"Really, but..." Xia Daiti didn't know what to say to comfort him.

Lucilia said on Alka's shoulder: "But your parents have left, and you are now alone. This should be very painful..."

"..." Alka was silent. She could only say that Lucilia, who was not very experienced, had a unique way of comforting her.

Then he said: "Don't I still have you? How can I be considered alone?"

Xia Detti immediately let go of her embrace, turned and walked away, and her ears could be seen turning slightly red.

Only Lucilia sat on Alka's shoulders, and the doll's arm patted his head happily: "Yes, yes, don't worry, I will always be with you. I am a soul now, so I should

There is no life span.

I just don’t know how long you can live, Alka.”

"Thank you then." Alka said with a helpless smile, and then sat down on the deck.

Looking at the thing in his hand, he saw that it was the treasure he had obtained from Sivers before.

Then he looked around and looked at the situation of his teammates.

Xia Detti walked away and was walking towards where his father was.

Andre was sitting on the deck in the distance, receiving treatment from Vanessa. He didn't know when she came.

And Andre kept looking over here.

Looking at Alka who was looking over, he stared with dead eyes and made a fist gesture towards Alka.

He saw a bad sight as soon as he woke up.

In response, Alka could only smile awkwardly.

Pororo was also receiving treatment from the church staff on the deck. He looked at Alka and smiled at him, revealing two rows of sharp teeth.

Julia stood aside and communicated with someone.

Jason walked over at this time, his face still stained with some blood.

He sat down next to Alka.

"Ah, it's finally over, it's finally over. Oh, I'm so tired."

Alka sat on the deck, looked at the darkness in the distance and sighed, shook his head and said, "Yeah, it's finally over."

"What are you going to do next? Judging from Andre's appearance, he probably won't continue to create a treasure hunting group."

"Let's go to sea by ourselves. I will be the captain this time."

"Is there a purpose?"

The two of them just sat on the deck, talking to each other.

It has only been a year since I went to sea, and I experienced various treasure hunts in the first half of the year, plus becoming a toucher, and a sudden attack by my father in the second half of the year.

Now the hatred between his father and mother has been resolved, and he has avenged Sangkaka and everyone who died on the ship, and rescued Andre.

For a moment, there was suddenly a sense of emptiness and exhaustion.

"Maybe I'll rest for a while. I'm too tired. I've been sailing in the dark realm for more than half a year. I'm really tired."

After staying in the dark realm for so long, I have been constantly being invaded by darkness for half a year. It was not until I was promoted to the second helix and got a mental protective suit that I felt better.

But overall it is almost impossible to have a peaceful sleep.

Maybe I haven’t seen real sunshine for a long time.

Thinking about it, I have put a lot of treasures in the Dark Realm and haven't had time to deal with them.

If you don't bring these in together, it will be a waste to make people vomit blood.

Now that he thought about the various things he needed to do, he felt even more tired for no reason.

But it’s not possible to move.

Thinking of this, Alka immediately became motivated.

But there is one thing that needs to be dealt with before that.

Thinking of this, he pulled out the card he just shot out.

The back of this card is dark blue with a hint of dark green, and the face of the card is a mirror symbol.

There doesn't seem to be anything strange about it, but the entire card seems to be filled with a faint mist.

Alka imbued it with magic.

The entire card immediately turned into a palm-sized mirror, with intricate incantations engraved on the back of the mirror.

Looking into the mirror, the mirror did not reflect Alka's face, but a figure appeared inside, beating crazily.

What is contained here is the soul of his enemy who had previously tried to leave his body and flee.

Jack.

Seeing Jack banging angrily inside, seemingly cursing something, Alka couldn't help but smile.

This mirror was originally a semi-finished product that was made to build a new residence for Lucilia. Due to various reasons, it failed and was kept by him.

The reason why it didn't succeed is because this thing simply cannot allow the soul inside to enter and exit independently, and it has truly become a magic mirror that traps souls. How can this be done?

Of course it couldn't be used by Lucilia, but it was a semi-finished product after all, so Alka didn't destroy it, but just put it into the pocket ring.

There are several such samples with various problems, but I didn't expect that they would play a key role at this time.

Locked in Jack's soul.

Alka looked at the soul inside and said with a smile: "Although you are my enemy, you can still be regarded as my teacher after all. But if you think about it carefully, the reason why you put down the inheritance there is to save a hand, maybe you can

Take me to the extraordinary path."

After all, he didn't take himself away at that time, nor did he take down his body. He must have been unwilling to do so.

The chain of the soul is engraved on one's own hand, and letting go of the inheritance is nothing more than a backhand, a casual stroke.

He probably thought of himself and had a dream of being a treasure hunter.

If it weren't for the cursed silver coin, even the original Alka would probably have found the inherited box.

At most, it will only be a year or two later than myself before officially embarking on the path to transcendence.

"After all, you are my teacher, and I can't kill you."

Hearing this, Jack in the mirror looked puzzled and looked at Alka in disbelief.

Alka smiled and said: "Don't worry, you will live."

(End of chapter)