Chapter 640： Freedom YOHO

Alan did n’t answer each other ’s words, but raised his hand. A compass in an octagonal box appeared in his hand. He opened the compass, and the needles engraved on the compass wobbled disorderly. The dial turns quickly.

Jack touched his waist, then widened his eyes with eyeshadows and looked at the wizard with exaggeration.

And Allen did n’t seem to notice Jack ’s gaze, he let his palm rest on the surface of the compass, a burst of blue light flashed, the sign of the Three Sacred Instruments of Death, representing the power of the underworld, was engraved on the bottom of the compass, and then he was a bit of a bag Engraved his own omniscience mark inside the compass flip-in fact, in the process of transforming magic items, the function of his omniscience mark is just a mark and does not have any additional magical effect.

The moment Allen took his hand back, the compass disappeared from his hand, and then he raised his staff, and the shadow came out of the staff and shot at the water in the English Channel in the distance.

But Jack ’s attention was not on the magic that the other party just used. He only felt that his belt was slightly sinking, and the compass returned to its original position, even at a skewed angle, as if never before. Changed.

"The wizard who made this compass is very powerful-if this person is really a wizard. It can help the owner to direct what is most desired in his heart." Allen praised the work of the compass casually on the surface. Inwardly thinking of the disorderly shaking pointer just now, he calmed down a little and continued to add: "Since I decided to pay the favor, I will still be in the end. I will help you find some sailors who never know that they are tired and do not need to pay. You can Use your compass to control them. "

"Unfatigue and wages, I seem to be familiar with this kind of thing ..." The surging sea interrupted Jack in the distance, and he watched dozens of speedy swims towards the unknown objects.

Pieces of gray humans appeared on the water in front of their eyes. These stiff corpses had just emerged from the water. The flesh and blood on their bodies split apart, fell off the body and fell into the sea water, floating on the sea surface, leaving only pale. The skeleton, the Norman costumes they wore during their lifetime, and the chain mail with the longer hem hanging on the skeleton empty.

It was not until the magical power brought them near the coast that these new skeletons seemed to regain their freedom. They came out of the sea mechanically and slowly walked to the shore towards the master of the compass.

These corpses are the Normans who just had no time to absorb the soul, and their souls have gone to the underworld. Allen turned their leftover body into a skeleton sailor-although this lowest-order undead creature went to the underworld soul in the body Afterwards, he could only mechanically execute the orders of the master of the compass, but it would be better for a Muggle captain, even if he might have touched many things in the magic world.

Under the direction of Allen's chin, Jack picked up the compass, and when it opened, he seemed to be in a short period of confusion, and then the skeletons who had stood quietly began to raise their hands and stomped their feet. Jack blinked slyly with an unstoppable grin and began to hum the pirate's little song. He raised the hand holding the compass with a sense of lady elegance, and the skeletons wobbled the squeaky skeleton Dance with hands and feet.

"You have enough time to test them, but I suggest that you clearly divide the work for each one on the ship, don't explain that they need too many steps and autonomy ..." Allen said suddenly, and he passed the shadow three The eyed crow knew what was going on in the north, "So, Captain Jack, I think it's time to say goodbye."

After ordering these skeletons to climb onto the repaired sailboat, Jack put the compass back on his waist, and then took off a bottle of dark green glass wine bottle with a dirty appearance from the back of his belt. He bit off the cork first. After taking a big gulp, he hit a cork-rich oak fragrance and the fruity aroma of rum and the decayed taste of the pirate's bad teeth. He threw the bottle to Allen with a pentagram. Incomplete singing sings: "Drink this cup, worry-free and worry-free, YOHO."

Alan, who had some cleanliness, felt that he really wanted to take a sip. He let the liquor fly out of the bottle and took a big gulp-although obviously doing so can only provide a certain amount of comfort in the heart.

But as if reminded by the rum, Allen seemed to suddenly think of it and took out a wooden box of potion ointment from his pocket and threw it to the other party.

"What good thing is this?" Jack sniffed greedily while holding the wooden box.

"It's really a good thing-you can treat your syphilis by applying it to the affected area once, but it has no preventive effect, so don't waste it." Alan, who dropped the empty bottle, pointed to his chin and the other person's bleeding scab. After answering in the same area, and after exploring the other party ’s thoughts, I added, “If you want to return your favor, wait until you ’re free and go to the Holy Roman Empire to have a few more children, especially if you meet Grindelwald The girl ... "

"Aye," Jack spread his hands, shrugged, and his mouth narrowed, as if he had agreed to the ridiculous request that made him nervous. Then he glanced at the bottle that Allen dropped on the ground. Living is not about living forever. Harris, the key is to live forever. "

After talking about ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Jack pointed at Allen's heart with his hand, Allen nodded to the pirate and waved his hand away as a farewell, and disappeared when he stepped into the shadow.

A few minutes later, on this black Galen three-masted ship, Captain Jack stroked the grip on his rudder and smiled, and then suddenly realized that he was a little misunderstood, some indecent, turning his own His eyes looked at his skeletons around him with some anxiety, just in case they made any strange expressions-and then they realized that they were different from the undead that he had encountered and provoked before at sea, and had no mind.

Jack was relieved and took out his compass. Although he could control it without making a sound, he still shouted, "Everyone, you wretched dogs! Get ready for the rigging! Now ... Let us go to the distance!" "Looking at the skeletons under control, he whispered in his own voice," The free side. "

"The real villain, let's drink it up, brothers! YOHO!"

With the incomplete vocal singing in Jack ’s mouth holding the rudder and the direction indicated by the compass in his hand, the black ship also went southwest, and the English Channel eventually lost the ship. The figure of the sailing ship belonging to this era.