Lord of Spells from Faerûn

"Elizabeth Swann, tell me, do you long for this power? Do you long for the power to control your own destiny?"

Seductive words came out of the mage's mouth, and his dark eyes revealed a dazzling beauty. His pale left hand stretched out from under his broad black robe, and a ball of fire the size of a duck egg condensed in his hand.

With a wave of his hand, the fireball hit the corner of the cave, causing a huge explosion. The violent flames burst out from the small fireball and turned into tongues of fire.

Elizabeth looked at everything in front of her in shock. Such primitive and powerful elemental magic deeply attracted this ambitious girl.

She imagined that if she had this power, no one could control her destiny. She did not need to marry Commodore Norrington against her will. You are free to do whatever you want.

but

Elizabeth looked at each other warily. He swallowed and said dryly: "I want it, but will you give it to me? Why did you choose me?"

Imrik looked at her with a smile and said: "You have potential. You don't know this potential, but in my opinion, it is enough to help me rule the world."

Elizabeth looked at her like a madman: "Rule the world?"

Eric nodded and said: "Have you seen the stars in the sky? I come from a world farther away than that. I can give you power beyond this world, and what do those governments have? Guns or those with artillery Giant ship? Or relying on the swords in their hands? No, their fate was already determined the moment I arrived in this world. This world will become my back garden, and you are my chosen shepherd. one."

Elizabeth heard his words, even though the voice of reason in her head told him that this was impossible and that the other man was a madman.

But her inner ambition was as strong as a prairie fire. It burned her chest to the point where she could not speak. She felt her heart beating so fast that she felt like she would die suddenly in the next second.

He knew this was an opportunity. Seize this opportunity, succeed, and she will become what she dreams of becoming.

Elizabeth swallowed. She pulled one leg back, put her hand on her chest, pulled up one side of her skirt, and bowed deeply to Imrik: "My master, please give me This opportunity helps you rule the world."

The mage in black robes raised a smile on his lips. He knew that Elizabeth would not refuse his proposal. Because she is from the very core. He has the potential to be a hero.

Imrik took out two books from his storage gloves and threw them to Elizabeth.

“Study them and understand them.”

He then turned to look at Barbossa, who was trapped by the Phantom's restraints. He needed to help these people lift the curse first.

Otherwise, the quota for these gold coins will be occupied by this group of useless sailors. He turned his back to Elizabeth and said:

"The owner of the gold coin around your neck is the blacksmith William Turner. The first test I give you is to let go of the useless love in your heart, bring him here, and use his blood to lift the curse. I don't need A fool who gets carried away by love."

Elizabeth's expression changed. At least for now, William Turner was the white moonlight in her heart. Although the blood sacrifice did not require his life, it meant that he would need to lie to him. It also means that I will hurt him for my own benefit. Can you really do it yourself?

Elizabeth lowered her head and remained silent. After a while, he raised his head again, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

She couldn't lie to herself.

Yes, she is such a person, such a selfish, self-interested person who can sacrifice everything for herself. She said firmly to Imric, "Of course, my lord, I will bring him here."

The girl in a pure white dress clenched her fists, her pale face slightly distorted under the moonlight, and the flame of ambition burned in her eyes.

Eric nodded with satisfaction and snapped his fingers. All the shadow tentacles formed by the Phantom's restraint disappeared, and Barbossa fell to the ground.

He had heard everything just now. The power displayed by the mysterious man in front of him and the horrifying things he said made him start to feel a little scared in his heart.

Imrik looked back at him indifferently and said: "Take her back. Let her bring the real Turner, and I will lift the curse for you. Let him take Turner to your ship alone. No. Intervene.”

Barbossa swallowed and nodded. The other party's powerful power prevented him from resisting, and his original purpose was to lift the curse, so why bother to resist?

I also heard the conversation just now. This mysterious man just wanted to give this girl a test. In this case, I am happy and relaxed.

Barbossa takes Elizabeth back to the Black Pearl. Imrik, on the other hand, was still standing there, studying the Aztec gold coins.

——

The next night, the Black Pearl returned to the island again.

"Elizabeth, is this here?" William Turner stood outside the cave, looking at the girl in front of him with fascination.

Elizabeth finally chose to tell the truth, not because she couldn't bear to lie, but because she knew in her heart that the blacksmith in front of her loved her deeply from the bottom of her heart, and it was very simple for him to donate some blood to her, even easier than for her to make up one. Lies are even simpler.

She nodded and looked into the cave, knowing that the terrible mage was still waiting for her.

"Go in, William, and help those poor crew members lift this curse."

The two walked into the cave. Imric, who had been waiting for a long time, stood beside the treasure chest and disappeared. He watched Turner dripping his blood on the gold coins, and then returned to the box with the last gold coin on Elizabeth's body. Inside, an invisible powerful wave spread out from the treasure chest. Imrik felt that the surrounding magic network was in chaos, as if it had turned into a wild magic zone. It took a while before it returned to normal.

"It should have been lifted"

Imrik secretly guessed that the power of this curse was indeed very powerful. Even the power to lift it could disturb the magic network. Imrik opened an arbitrary door and teleported to the Black Pearl.

"Sure enough, it has changed back to its original state."

He looked at the crew members on the Black Pearl. As expected, each and every one of them maintained their original appearance under the moonlight. They touched their bodies with tears in their eyes, enjoying the touch that had been lost for a long time.

Imric's figure appeared in front of everyone, and Barbossa's face froze before he could be happy. He knew that this was an extremely powerful wizard. Even if he was an immortal corpse, he couldn't do anything to him, let alone change. Become an ordinary person.

Imric looked at everyone with a smile and said: "I promised Jack Sparrow that after I help you lift the curse, I will help him get this ship back. Therefore, I give you two choices. One is to leave this ship. ship, and the second is to stay aboard and acknowledge Jack Sparrow’s status as captain.”

Everyone looked at each other and made no move, waiting for Captain Barbossa's reaction.

What surprised them was that Captain Barbossa was sweating coldly and there was strong unwillingness in his eyes, but in the end, he still sighed and said: "I am willing to stay on the ship."

The remaining sailors saw that their current boss wanted to recognize their old master's status, so they had no choice but to obey. After all, they once obeyed Jack Sparrow's orders, and now they can only be reinstated.