Pirates: Davy Jones is the captain of the Dread Ghost

Chapter 369: After all, they are just vain dead souls
There is no mistaking this heart-wrenching pain...

But why, why do I still feel pain today...

Why is my strength bursting out along with blood?

Wang Zhi's four arms grabbed the trident pierced into his chest.

He tried hard to pull himself away from the sharp point, but to no avail.

On the contrary, the trident in the wound sank deeper and deeper, piercing into the beating heart.

The smelly blood welling up in his throat made him realize that he was still a mortal, but the rapid dissipation of his consciousness stopped his thinking.

The four struggling arms let go of the trident, hanging down softly like four pieces of dried bacon.

At this time, unlike those pure white dead souls, Wang Zhi's dead body exuded a green gel-like light.

He regrouped and turned into a dead soul again.

Davy Jones shook his trident and threw aside the lifeless body of Wang Zhi. Then he pointed the tip of the trident at the green ghost and turned it to disperse all his green light.

call out--

Wang Zhi's dead soul, which had lost the green light, perked up for a while and turned into an ordinary pure white dead soul.

He floated, mixed in with other pure white dead souls.

boom--

Kidd fired several rounds of artillery fire, smashing the dead souls including Wang Zhi into pieces.

"Captain, is he... really dead this time?"

Kidd lowered the muzzle of the gun and opened the hatch with a click, revealing his true body sitting inside.

"That depends on how you define 'death'." Davy Jones' ice-blue eyes glanced over.

"Their pure white dead souls will still exist in this sea for the time being, but they no longer have their previous memories and sanity."

Kidd spat: "It's easy for him."

He originally hoped to cut this guy into pieces.

Now that the corpse is separated from the soul, there is no point in whipping the corpse.

"Captain..." Suddenly, Perona trembled again and came to Davy Jones's side, holding the bear doll nervously, "There are... so many..."

Davy Jones had already sensed it, and there was no surprise.

However, Marco and Kidd were reminded and broke away from the entanglement with the dead souls. They raised their heads and looked at the white mist around them.

I saw an astonishing amount of green light coming from all directions in the mist.

They are also dead souls, but they are obviously qualitatively different from pure white dead souls.

Davy Jones said unhurriedly: "The will of the green dead souls is stronger than that of the pure white dead souls. They are souls that survived the fight with each other and still retain some intelligence."

"However, no matter what, their essence is that they are dead souls who have lost their destination, waiting for the opening of the 'end of the world'."

Marco, Kidd, and Perona all swallowed their saliva.

Because they saw many familiar faces among these green dead souls!

Kaido, Jhin, Quinn, Jack, Foz Fu, Black Maria, Sasaki, Runti, Peggyman from the Beast Pirates...

Doflamingo, Torebol, Pica, Diamanti, Vergo of the Don Quixote family...

Marshall D. Teach of the Blackbeard Pirates, Gizzard Badges, Shiliu, Van Oka, Avalo Pizarro, Lafayette, Katrin Dieme, San Juan ·Wolf, Basque Choate, Poison Q...

Big Mom Pirates' Charlotte Lingling, Perospero, Katakuri, Daifuku, Owen, Crackle, Snag, Compart, Smoothie, Baguette...

"Akainu" Sakaski...

Edward "Whitebeard" Newgate...

"Dad..." Marco's lips trembled, and his eyes could no longer be seen clearly under the bright light of Qingyan's spectacles.

The dead souls just stood on the sea, shaped like cold black tombstones, chanting the language from the underworld.

Davy Jones burst out laughing.

"Are you here to reminisce about the past, or are you here to seek revenge? What are you waiting for?" As soon as Davy Jones finished speaking, a tall figure emerged from among the green dead souls.

He had shaggy, wild hair and dazzling scarlet eyes, looking directly at Davy Jones.

Davy Jones stared at this strange figure, and his spiritual intuition gave him insight into this person's identity.

"Rocks D. Gibek..." His whisper made Marco, Kidd and Perona change their expressions in horror, "But you should have been dead long ago."

"Or, you didn't really die during the battle in the Valley of the Gods, but... you stayed in the body of a certain baby..."

Davy Jones looked at the dead ghost of Marshall D. Teach.

"Trinity, one body can accommodate three consciousnesses. Such a body structure is really a wonder. 'D's will' seems to be good and bad."

"But your time has ended here."

Davy Jones raised his trident high and then brought it down with a thud.

hum-

The crashing vibrations spread out, like ocean waves, flying away the originally entangled pure white dead souls.

Marco, Kidd and Perona were all shocked.

It turns out that the captain has always been able to repel these resentful spirits with one blow, but he just deliberately left it to them to deal with.

They were all a little ashamed.

Fortunately, in the battle just now, they did not waver for too long. They strengthened their will and built a great wall of spiritual defense.

The bow of the Terror Ghost has been repaired independently, and the fragments are flying in, assembling the sharp teeth.

Davy Jones walked to the bow and raised his trident again, then brought it down again.

hum-

This time a strange buzzing sound rippled away.

The seals of the contract between Marco, Kidd and Perona couldn't help but get hot.

The pure white dead souls dived into the sea one after another and disappeared.

Those green dead souls also swayed.

Unwilling to sit still and wait for death, they howled and rushed towards the Terror Ghost.

This scene is like the arrival of the devil at the end of the world.

Davy Jones raised his trident a third time and dropped it a third time.

hum-

The terrifying power spread, easily removing the green coats of most of the dead souls in front of them!

Reduced to pure white dead souls, they paused for a moment in fear, then turned around and dived into the mist, also disappearing without a trace.

Only Locks, Edward Newgate, Kaido, Charlotte Lingling, and Sakaski turned into dead soul giants and flew above the Terror Ghost.

Under their circling, even Marco, Kidd and Perona, who had experienced the battle, could not help but turn pale.

Davy Jones raised his trident for the last time and lowered it for the last time.

hum-

The dead souls were no longer able to resist him, and the green light dissipated.

Pure white, they called for something, then turned around and fell into the sea.

Soon, the sea fog moved to both sides, and the originally blurry sky finally cracked open, revealing the bright crescent moon and dotted stars.

Fresh, no longer oppressive air poured into this sea of ​​dead souls.

In the distance, the outline of an island shaped like a skull appeared.

There were three old, faded gold coins between Davy Jones's fingers. On top of the gold coins was a grinning skull.

(End of this chapter)