A foreigner's journey

In the end, the Flying Dutchman, the ghost ship that spread fear on the sea for hundreds of years, sank completely in the waters of Tatuga Island in the Caribbean Sea.

After those sea monster sailors fell into the water, they were all torn into pieces by the ruthless mermaid warriors without mercy.

Davy Jones, who was covered in injuries, was thrown onto the deck of the Nautilus. Having lost his crab legs and claws, he half-propelled himself up with difficulty. All he could see was Tia Doma, who was tied up at Heather's feet.

Clang!

The cold blade was pressed against Davy Jones' neck, and Heather's cold voice came from his ear: "You wasted my rare kindness, Davy Jones. Now, I need an explanation."

Davy Jones spat without fear, laughed a few times, and then raised his head and glared at Heather: "Good intention? Admit it, Heather, you are a despicable person. You covet Calypso's power and want to take it away." Take it for yourself!"

"I don't think so! Is this so difficult to understand?"

Heather was going crazy: "I brought Tiadoma to you, let you go free, and promised to lift the curse on you and the sea monster sailors when they surfaced on the sea. How did I break the promise? Damn it, you and Why does Calypso have to force ideas on me that I haven't had?"

"quibble!"

The black girl Tia Doma at his feet said bitterly: "Triton, you used to be a despicable person who was greedy for beauty and broke your promises just like your father. I didn't expect that you still didn't change your nature after resurrection. Even though Make your appearance more perfect, but your heart still exudes a disgusting stench!"

Gan! If it were a comic, Heather would definitely have a cross-shaped anger symbol floating on her head at this time. How do I look like Triton? Is he as handsome as me?

At this time, the Black Pearl also quietly approached, and a group of sailors on the deck were lying in front of the railing and entering melon-eating mode. The scene of a fight between gods is a rare tavern conversation piece, enough to get a large barrel of free rum from any bar owner in the world.

At this moment, Heather really wanted to take up the knife and send Davy Jones and Tia Doma, a stupid couple, to see Hades, but killing them like this would not only confirm her so-called Triton identity and despicable purpose. ?

No, no, it must be explained clearly.

Heather cleared her throat, motioned for Davy Jones and Tiadoma to sit down, and then sat on the deck and started talking: "I think we need to clarify it step by step. Tiadoma... uh, I'd better call you Calypso, Calypso...ma'am?"

Tiadoma snorted and raised her neck, indicating that she would not succumb to Triton's power even if she was about to be killed.

Heather spread her hands: "Look, do I have anything in common with that Triton? Well, except for my handsomeness."

"...You two are equally shameless."

Even in the age of mythology and the civilization trend that has gradually evolved into the eighteenth century, Tiadoma would be hard-pressed to find a top powerhouse who is more talkative than Heather. From the swamp cabin to the waters of Tatuga Island, and even in battles with sea monsters and the Flying Dutchman, she's constantly annoyed by Heather's trash-talking tactics.

"I'm just a handsome mortal."

Heather's expression remained unchanged, and she shook the Mermaid Prince's Blade in her hand: "I'm not sure why you insist on biting me to death, Triton. But I can tell you responsibly, this Mermaid Prince's Blade It's the booty I got from the pirate Blackbeard. Based on it alone, you accuse me of being Triton and coveting your divine power. This is a very ridiculous and vicious accusation."

Without mentioning Adoma's explanation, Davy Jones shouted: "How dare you argue! The Mermaid Prince's Blade can only regain such an appearance in the hands of Triton himself. In the hands of Blackbeard, it is just It’s just a defective product with no strength at all!”

"Early in that divine war, the Mermaid Prince's Blade had been destroyed along with the fall of Triton and disappeared into the depths of the sea."

Tiadoma regained her senses at this time and looked at Heather and said word by word: "This is Triton gathering all his divine power and using the artifact [Poseidon's Horn] given by Poseidon as the basis. In the city of Poseidon, Asia A divine weapon that Atlantis worked hard to build. Except for himself, no mortal or even god can let this scimitar show its true appearance, let alone exert its full strength. Perhaps only his father Poseidon has such authority. .So, this handsome young man who calls himself a mortal, are you Triton or Poseidon?"

Listening to Tiadoma's slightly sarcastic questioning, Heather was speechless.

Only then did he understand the principle of his telekinesis ability [Catalog of Mythical Weapons]. He used his mind energy to recast these mythical weapons that had lost their masters or were in a semi-destroyed state. The end result was to simulate the personality of the gods who built them or gave them extraordinary power, so that they could return to their peak state and recognize their masters again.

It was not Heather who picked up or snatched the Mermaid Prince's Blade, but he rebuilt the Mermaid Prince's Blade and gave it new life.

"You mean... Triton fell in the War of Gods, and the Mermaid Prince's Blade was also destroyed at that time?" Heather weighed the scimitar in her hand and looked at Tiadoma: "When? thing?"

"..."

Tiadoma narrowed her eyes and stared at Heather, and suddenly asked: "...Are you really not Triton? Or his favored one?"

She also felt something was wrong now. This mortal body really did not have Triton's divine power. The fluctuations in Triton's divine power that she had sensed before were all due to the blade of the Mermaid Prince.

"I've said it many times, I'm not Triton! I'm just a mortal, a handsome and pretty capable mortal."

Heather shrugged: "Now do you understand how reckless and outrageous the previous fight was?"

Tiadoma and Davy Jones looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. Who would have thought that a mortal could control Triton's divine weapon and be so powerful? Davy Jones and Tia Doma fought back just to fight to the death. Well, the latter had a little more ideas, but any idea was useless now, because Heather had stood up and used the knife again. He put his arm around Davy Jones's neck.

"Okay, now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, we should discuss your malicious attack on me and my Nautilus."

The cold blade picked up the octopus tentacle under Davy Jones's jaw, and accidentally cut off a section of the tentacle, which made Davy Jones tremble in pain.

Seeing her lover being tortured, Tia Doma couldn't stand it anymore and shouted to stop Heather's violence: "Please wait a moment! We are willing to apologize to you for our previous rude behavior and try our best to compensate you!"

Um? Heather looked at Tiadoma and suddenly felt no longer sleepy.

Compensation from a god?