Outlander's Journey

Chapter 114-Legendary Battle (3)

Blackbeard was no longer wordy, just swiping the Triton Blade far away towards Heather.

The deck under Heather’s feet immediately opened a large number of gaps, and countless riggings sprang out from the gaps and attacked Heather. Similarly, there are a large number of cables from top to bottom in the direction of the mast and sail.

Cang!

Heather held the sabre burning with the blue ghost fire in his left hand, and the cross sword burning with golden flames in his right hand. In just one big round, he emptied the surrounding cable harnesses.

A large number of broken rigging with golden or blue flames smashed on the deck, constantly twitching and wriggling.

Can the Triton Blade temporarily give life to objects? There should be a ‘scope’ and a ‘hull’ limit… just do it!

Heather had already regarded the Queen Anne’s Revenge as his own bag. At this time, he no longer caused too much damage to the hull, but rushed towards Blackbeard under his feet.

Another flash of lightning struck through the endless dark clouds.

Blackbeard was still muttering words, and a large amount of black mist poured out from the green vial hanging from his waist and wrapped around his body.

First, the skin turned black and the muscles bulged high, and then a lot of strange patterns emerged from the surface of the body. Blackbeard’s eyes became pitch black. The original position of the pupils was flashing dark red like embers, and the Triton blade in his hand was also Lit a dark red flame.

[Secret of Voodoo·The King of Ghoul]!

call!

When Triton’s blade was swung, it brought a large dark red fire light, and it slammed into the faint blue sabre that struck!

A large number of sparks mixed with the blue and dark red burst instantly, and Blackbeard, who relied on the voodoo secret technique, was able to compete with Heather in strength!

“A good secret technique, then…seven percent strength!”

Heather laughed, his original 50% strength soared in an instant, and Blackbeard only felt like an African elephant-like terrifying power from the opposite side, and his feet sank suddenly.

Even the enhanced deck of Queen Anne’s Vengeance couldn’t help the fight between the two. The deck cracked every inch, and Blackbeard threw down underneath his feet. Heather backhanded the Triton Blade in his hand with absolute power. The sabre with the blue ghost fire directly penetrated Blackbeard’s shoulder and nailed him to the wooden wall of the cabin.

In fairness, [Blackbeard] has a great chance of winning against any ship or opponent in this world. His voodoo witchcraft and black magic, the blade of Triton, and the Queen Anne’s Revenge are all of them. The weapon to conquer all powerful enemies is even more like a dimensionality reduction strike for ordinary sailors.

But what he met was Heather who did not belong to this world.

Even in the world of full-time hunters with extremely high ceilings, Heather has the confidence and ability to compete for the throne of [the world’s strongest minded man]. When dealing with Blackbeard, he didn’t even use mindfulness to strengthen his body. The pure physical strength has already been shown. The situation is crushed.

As long as Heather gets close to the attack range, Blackbeard has no chance of winning.

What? Blackbeard has the sword of Triton, powerful black magic, and Queen Anne’s Revenge? I also have absolute kingship, Aztec gold coins, Black Pearl, a powerful martial arts, handsome and explosive appearance, and the four holy eggs that have no chance to appear on the stage, and you, Blackbeard.

The dark blue ghost fire attached to the sword had spread to Blackbeard’s whole body along the wound, but the black runes on his body offset the immortal fire of the underworld, and Blackbeard’s whole person also changed back to human form, suddenly becoming Decadent and withered.

Heather picked up the blade of Triton lying quietly in the corner of the cabin, and as soon as he grasped it, he could feel a peculiar power that resembled’Nian Qi’ filling the sword, as if he could do whatever he wanted. And call.

Heather waved the magic knife lightly, and the Queen Anne’s Revenge instantly changed its owner. The sails turned to the cable and slid, and the rudder turned sharply on its own. The entire ship quickly changed course and slowed down.

The Black Pearl was posted immediately, and there were about ten ‘Sailor Jack’ standing on the deck. They were wearing uniform black sailor shirts with red turbans on their heads, with a lively expression of excitement on their faces.

The real Jack’s palm was reluctant to leave the rudder of the Black Pearl. He waved his hand: “See what I do, go to Queen Anne’s Revenge, and see if there is anything the captain needs to help. I want to follow mine. The beauty will be alone for a while.”

As he said, he gently stroked the rudder of the Black Pearl, as if touching the delicate skin of a peerless beauty.

The skeleton sailors looked at each other and thought it was better not to touch the navigator at this time. They grabbed the cable and screamed and swung onto the deck of Queen Anne’s Revenge, where Angelica was among them.

This Spanish beauty rushed towards the cabin as soon as she jumped on the deck. She had seen everything on the Black Pearl just now. Heather beat her Blackbeard dad like a shrew with a fire stick and beat her mangy dog. The face is not left, it is simply relaxed and happy.

She rushed down the stairs, and at a glance saw that her father, whom she had finally recognized, was nailed to the wall with a saber and his feet were hanging in the air.

On the other hand, Heather was sitting on a wooden chair that was still intact with Erlang’s legs up, humming a strange tune to study the Triton Blade in his hand.

“Father!”

The hot Spanish girl rushed to rescue Blackbeard, and her two small hands grabbed the hilt of the knife pinning Blackbeard and desperately tried to pull it out without moving.

Watching the blood on Blackbeard’s shoulders more and more, Angelika looked at Heather with red eyes, begging in her trembling voice: “Heather…please, please.”

Hearing Anjelica’s affectionate pleading, Heather moved his hand, and after all, he was completely wiped out. Would this be a scumbag start if he refused coldly? He scratched the back of his head, ‘tsk’, stood up and carried the blade of Triton on his shoulder, put Angelica in his arms with his left hand and looked at Blackbeard:

“I have to say, Mr. Teach, you gave birth to a good daughter. Even if you abandon your wife and daughter to cruel innocent villains like this, she still wants to save your life and soul.”

Blackbeard reluctantly raised his head to look at Angelica. No matter how stupid he was, he understood that there was room for a turn, and said in a fatherly tone that was not at all skillful:

“Angelika, I’m really sorry… I wanted to pick you up, but those damn British Royal Marines… can you understand me, dear?”

“Father…I can understand!” Angelika was excited with tears in her eyes. She was about to say a few more words but was interrupted by Heather.

“Well, Mr. Teach, [Life] and [Soul], you can only choose one.”

Heather smiled jokingly at the corner of his mouth: “Otherwise, wouldn’t it be too cheap for those innocent souls who lost their lives in your hands?”

“…How do you say?” Blackbeard’s tone was weak, and he didn’t know if it was true or pretending.

“Choose [Life], the ship and the treasure and weapons belong to me. The baby girl you just recognized is also mine, but as compensation, I can spare your life and even give you a small boat and enough supplies for you to return to the nearest port. .”

Heather lifted Angelika’s delicate chin, but stared at Blackbeard in a cold tone:

“Choose [Soul], I will set Anjelica free, and I will give her all your property. It is a great sacrifice to exchange your life for your daughter’s future, so that your abominable soul can be regarded as Get relief.”

“Make a choice, Mr. Blackbeard, this is not only related to your destiny, it will also affect the future outcome of your biological daughter Anjelica.”

Heather’s words echoed in the wide cabin like the whispers of the devil.