The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

The noise gradually rose, coming from the entire wall.

Along with the words "For glory, charge!!", a big hole was broken in the wall.

Florian's figure appeared in front of Alok.

A hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of Alok's mouth, not knowing whether he was mocking himself or Florian on the opposite side:

"This is really a belated justice."

"Captain Jack?" Florian looked at Alok inside the temple in shock.

He thought it was a bloody scene of a cult sacrifice, and also thought it was a scene of preparation before the sacrifice. But he never expected that it was a scene of two people standing inside the broken temple.

He looked around the scene in the temple again.

The scene of being cut in half shocked him so much that he couldn't speak.

Several black skins quickly ran out of the hole behind him. After that, several priests wearing white charlatan uniforms.

Tsk~~~

It's quite slow, and the scene is quite big.

Alok has never had a good impression of the temple. This time, they were quite disdainful of their lateness.

"What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?"

Alok and Florian asked at the same time.

Florian looked back at the people behind him, then at the calm Alok, and replied:

"Of course, we are here to round up the anti-will. Why are you here?"

"It's all solved, why are you here?" Alok smiled contemptuously and shook his head.

He turned around and waved to Roger, and walked towards the big hole in the wall.

Now he had no intention of dealing with these people anymore. He just wanted to find clues about Il.

It's my fault that I came late.

Everyone seemed to consciously make way for Alok, only Florian was still thinking about whether to stop him to ask questions.

But he was stopped by the last bishop who came in.

He held a bronze round mirror in his hand, and gently pulled Florian's sleeve with his arm, and said softly:

"He is not a traitor, let's check the scene first."

"Then I will trace it back." Ron spoke first.

The bishop hurriedly stopped Ron and shouted: "Are you crazy? This is a temple. Remember, don't be disrespectful to the gods."

After being warned by the bishop, several black skins quickly scattered. Florian was heading towards Jason's body. With his sharp eyes, he immediately found Sheriff Jason lying on the ground and shouted anxiously:

"Sheriff."

He quickly ran to the side of the body and stared at it. There was a neat wound on the neck and a round hole in the middle of the head.

"He's dead." His voice was a little low.

Jason was his mentor and a nobleman who promoted him all the way.

Thinking back to yesterday, he was still telling himself that it was very dangerous recently and he had to be careful. I can feel his sincerity.

I didn't expect to die here today.

What was even more unexpected was that he was actually a member of the Anti-Will.

This operation was extremely secret. The Extraordinary Events Handling Department received an order not to go out at will before knowing the location of the operation. When the order was just received, everyone was dispatched, except Jason.

Everyone had some doubts in their hearts, but they obviously did not believe it.

And no intelligence had been received before that the secret base of the Anti-Will was here.

Now he appeared here. There was no other explanation. Florian could only sigh silently.

Hearing Florian's voice, the bishop slowly walked forward.

He was wearing the same white priest robe, with a gray wig on his head, holding a round mirror in his hand, and took a look at Jason's body, then quickly covered the round mirror and said softly:

"Don't be sad. Sheriff Jason died in the line of duty. We will always remember him."

The situation at the scene seemed to become more solemn. Florian also knew that this was to preserve Sheriff Jason's last bit of face and to make the government's image taller.

If there are cult members among the police, the public will definitely not trust the government.

Florian is now the highest leader of the blacks here, and he has become the leader since Jason disappeared.

He turned his head and listened to the reports of the blacks who came back one after another.

First, Ron came back and said, "A body was found at the scene. But the crystal of the will has disappeared. Judging from the physique, it is a necromancer."

Not long after, Wilson, who had just become a judge, came to report:

"The bodies of 119 children were found in the room inside. A soul ball split in half was also found in the center of the altar. The necromancer operated it. But the will in it has dissipated."

Hearing this, Florian's face once again showed a heavy color, as if mourning the dead souls.

He saw a piece of yellow in Jason's pocket, and lowered his head to pick it up gently.

A piece of ancient key.

He sighed again.

So you have always been a traitor.

This successful plan to destroy the cult seems to have become unpleasant because of this situation.

He recalled what Captain Jack said before he left, and couldn't help but sigh:

"This is really a belated justice!!!"

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Walking in the dark temple, Alok felt that his head was about to split.

He forced himself to move forward with willpower.

Will he be eroded if he continues like this?

"Oh~~~Who is this? Captain Jack?" An elegant and sarcastic voice sounded.

"Who?" he insisted through gritted teeth.

"Just now, I didn't show any sympathy to her, but now I don't recognize her. Captain Jack is so majestic."

A flash of fire suddenly appeared, revealing a somewhat charming face, with dark blue hair that was exactly the same as Roger's.

"Roman?" Alok asked in surprise.

She glanced at Alok, whose lips were white, raised her eyebrows, and said teasingly:

"It seems that the captain still remembers me. You are in good condition."

"Stop talking nonsense. What are you doing here?" Alok's face changed slightly and he said in a bad tone.

He shot you in the head just now, and now he is mocking you in a weird way. You really know how to find time.

He raised his musket again and cocked the hammer. Pointing to Roman's head pretendingly.

"Don't be like this, Captain. I'm really here to help you. It doesn't look like you're in the right state. Maybe you should take a nap." Roman's face became more sincere.

But then, she quickly complained: "The only flaw is that the captain really lacks a sense of humor."

Suffering from an increasingly intense headache, Alok's hands were trembling a little and his eyesight was getting dark.

After raising the pistol, his eyes felt even darker. Fainted on Roger.

"Scare~~~Captain, you really can't take a joke." Roman was startled by the sudden situation.

He didn't expect Elok's condition to be so bad.

Are you dizzy now?

"It seems that Captain Jack has spent a lot of money. Do you still want to refuse the help of the Holy Temple?" Roman was obviously still worried about what happened just now.

"He just doesn't like you pretending to be mysterious. He doesn't trust strangers." Roger said with a sigh.

Roman curled his lips in an ungraceful manner, which was in sharp contrast to her appearance: "Then he trusts you? You are a traitor."

"It doesn't look like that. At least he didn't tell me that he could find the key." Roger sighed again and said.

"Oh? He's quite capable. Can he find things like keys?" Roman looked even more surprised.

"As I said, he has a lot of connections." Roger struggled to carry Alok on his back. He continued talking as he walked. "Where are you going? I have to go out, can you give me a lift. This is too dark."

"Go in and see if you can find any leaks. The Temple of Order has gone in. Hey, it seems there is no chance." Roman said with some pity.

"Jack solved it all by himself. Do you still want to pick up the slack?" Roger looked disdainful.

"Alone?" Luo Men was even more unbelievable.

Roger explained with disdain:

"Yeah. I'm just a soy sauce guy, buying time for Jack."

Indeed, I fought for a long time and felt like I could kill him. As a result, his head was robbed. This~~~

One person destroys an entire gang? You are joking?

But when she looked at Roger's expression, it didn't seem like he was joking.

There was a trace of disbelief on her face. Said to himself:

"Looks like I'm going to redefine the level of Captain Jack Sparrow."