Sword of the pirate king

"What's the use of forming an infinite array?"

Noah lay on the bed with his legs crossed, thinking slowly.

Infinite Alchemy Formation: The alchemy formation, which combines the great achievements of alchemy, and the Philosopher's Stone are almost at the two extremes of alchemy, representing the ultimate change and reorganization.

"The Philosopher's Stone seems to be a prop in Fullmetal Alchemist. It seems that it can break the alchemical principle of equal value exchange and refine it into any substance."

"The Infinity Formation, which is on the same level as it, is incomplete, but it should be able to play a big role, right?"

There was some uncertainty in Noah's tone. Being able to reconstruct and reorganize any matter and even life forms can indeed be said to be something against the sky, but...

It must be a complete version and have a certain understanding of the detailed structure of recombined things in order to freely manipulate and use this infinite formation.

The incomplete version of the Infinite Formation Formation has its upper limit of reorganization, and the number of uses is only three times.

Once passed three times, the six-pointed star-shaped slab carved with mysterious lines will be reduced to dust.

That's why Noah wondered, what kind of situation would the formation of infinite formations come in handy?

"I don't want to, let's sleep for a while."

If you can't think of it, just wait until later, there is always a time when you can think of it.

Noah tilted his head and glanced at the phone bug on the bedside table, drooping his eyes and falling asleep early after drinking milk.

"Have a good dream, little apple."

After all, go to sleep.

It has nothing to do with the song in the previous life, because he thought that the little guy's ability to blow up those ordinary phone bugs is almost like a smartphone as a big brother. apple.

After sleeping for two hours, it happened to be lunch time.

Little Apple was still soundly asleep, and Noah poured a small dish of milk in front of it before going out for dinner.

"Mr. Capote, I hear you are the boatman of our ship?"

Noah inquired for a while with the dinner plate, and sat down opposite an old man under the guidance of others.

"Oh, isn't this the savior of our ship?"

As soon as the old man named Capote's eyes lit up, he almost grabbed Noah's hand and shook it violently a few times.

"Thank you for saving the lives of so many people on our ship, and most importantly, thank you for saving the ship."

Capote said sincerely, saying that Noah was a little embarrassed.

"You're amazing, it's all I should do, after all, I'm also on the boat, right?"

What I'm talking about here is that he used the flame of rain to appease the thunderhorn ichthyosaur that was about to attack, and safely saved the warship that was in danger.

If it really wants to fight, even if it wins, the Leijiao Ichthyosaur will make a counterattack when it is dying. It only needs to roll a few times and twitch its tail, which is enough to smash the warship into pieces.

As for the old man, as the most experienced boatman on the warship, it can be said that he has devoted countless efforts to this ship, and exists like a son.

"Is there something you want from me? As long as you open your mouth, I will never shirk as long as I can do it!"

"The old man is open and bright, but it's not a troublesome thing."

"I have a phone bug. I have raised it as a pet, and I want to build a comfortable nest for it. You are a boatman and you must be able to do some handicrafts. I can trouble you..."

Noah said while grilling rice.

"Hey, what am I supposed to do, it's simple, let me take care of it!"

Mr. Capote laughed when he heard that, and patted his chest to guarantee the ticket.

"Then I'm relieved, I'm done eating, old man, so I'll take my leave first."

While speaking, he swallowed a large plate of curry rice with thick pork chops, and before he could speak, he retreated first with an empty plate.

Time passed day by day, and when the long-lost sea breeze came again, Noah, who was exercising on the deck early in the morning, felt the long-awaited coolness.

No wind belt, finally walked out.

In the distance, there are black dots as small as ants, which are armed escort ships that have been waiting for a long time, and many pirates who have come to various naval branches or captured or obtained from pirate hunters have been detained on it.

After handing over the "Bloodthorn" Quentin worth 1 million bounties, it will be able to sail to the large prison city that is hidden deep in the windless belt. What awaits these pirates is an unimaginable terrifying hell.

Quentin walked out of the cell step by step, and the sailor behind impatiently urged him to go faster, pushing him from time to time.

The glaring sunlight outside made him squint his eyes, and with difficulty raised his shackled hands to cover them.

After all, they are not handcuffs carved from pure Hailou stone, but just mixed with a little Hailou stone powder during the casting process, which can completely restrain the ability of the capable person, but still retain a certain ability to move.

In fact, this kind of shackles are more popular with the jailers, compared to the pure sea stone shackles that make pirates paralyzed into flesh and completely lose their ability to move.

Putting on pure Hailou stone handcuffs, it is an extravagant hope to think about turning over by yourself, and the jailer has to feed all meals, let alone going to the toilet...

This kind of handcuffs, which can seal off the ability of capable users and allow them to take care of themselves, is actually the most suitable for the prison guards, except for the lack of safety and reliability.

"It's you!"

With unstoppable hatred in his voice, Quentin made no secret of the malice in his eyes, staring at Noah and gnashing his teeth.

"It's still the same sentence, you don't deserve to know."

Noah leaped past him calmly, without turning his head, and left such a sentence.

"Really, you don't deserve it."

The escorting sea soldier behind him emphasized it seriously, looking at Noah with admiration in his eyes.

"Humph!"

Quentin didn't want to be as knowledgeable as a little sea soldier, so he walked forward unsteadily.

After exchanging a few words with the captain of the escort ship, the flying squirrel handed Quentin over to the opposite party, and Noah stood behind the flying squirrel, watching with cold eyes.

The temporary channel between the two ships was withdrawn and slowly staggered.

One is to go to the calm zone where Noah and the others just came out, and the other is to go to Incania Island where the escort ship has landed for supplies.

Quentin, whose hands were firmly clamped by the sailors, turned his head for the last time, and when he saw Noah still standing on the side of the ship, he smiled.

The shape of his mouth changed, and he spoke a word silently.

Coincidentally, Noah learned a little lip language from Thalia.

"We'll... meet again."

is it possible?
Noah felt something was wrong, what gave Quentin the confidence to say this?
Don't understand the horrors of Advance City and want to escape?

Impossible, any pirate who dares to step into the new world will learn about the horrors of the city of advance from various channels, and wanting to escape from it is simply a dream.

Then why do you say that?
Noah thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure it out, so he could only pretend to be Quentin's last dead duck, and said a harsh word.

It's just that for some reason, there always seems to be a thorn in my heart, and the thorn scratches me.