Chapter 252: Messenger of Justice Liszt

The sheep's head flag and the figurehead are magical equipment made of special materials. Liszt was not willing to destroy them when they were about to destroy them. ~~щww~suimеng~lā

Wrap it directly with your own vindictiveness, pull out the sheep's head flag, and throw it into the gem space; then remove the sapphire dragon on the figurehead, and throw it into the gem space.

The gemstone space, which was not originally considered large, was almost full in this burst of frenzy.

Without the suppression of the sheep's head flag and the sapphire dragon boat head, the fog surrounding the ghost ship gradually dissipated, and the people trapped in the fog were about to wake up.

The planks were rotting, aging at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"It's finally over." Liszt breathed a sigh of relief, putting his arms around Dou Sen's neck, enjoying the great sense of accomplishment.

But suddenly the ghostly female magician's sharp whistling sound came from my ears: "No! Damn knight! You destroyed the Goat! No! You can't destroy the Goat!"

Lister stands on the decaying deck.

Watching the fog gradually thinning, he was indifferent to Curtis' screams.

He is very curious about the "Lich" like Curtis, and he is also full of curiosity about the "Dragon Domain Lord Plan", and even wants to slowly study the ghost ship under his feet. But the opponent is very cunning, he doesn't have any means of checks and balances, staying is just a matter of death.

so.

"You'd better die, don't go to the Exiled Land to harm people... harm souls."

"Do not!"

The sharp sound came from the cabin, as if it could pierce the eardrum: "Knight, don't! Don't destroy the Goat, don't destroy my soul log!"

Her voice was miserable and shrill: "Knight, please stop! I would like to offer my phylactery, knight, take my phylactery!"

"Your phylactery is already in my hands, those soul logs." Liszt sneered coldly. At this time, this evil magician dared to fool himself, and he was insulting his IQ.

"No!" screamed the ghost female magician, "that's just the place where my soul rests, where I exile my soul. Before I reach the place of exile, I need the soul log to protect the integrity of my soul. !My phylactery, I will give you my phylactery, it is the key for me to return to the real world!"

"Um?"

A shrill scream lingers in my ears,

It feels like the other party is still fooling himself.

But the ghost ship is about to collapse. According to the records in "To His Royal Highness Annuit—Curtis Truth", even if there is a dead wood of the soul after losing the ghost ship, she can't continue to maintain her "lich" state. Will directly die of soul collapse-the ghost ship is one with her.

It makes no sense to be playing tricks at such a critical moment.

Thinking of this, he led Dou Sen down to the cabin again. Seeing the ghost female magician, the green light that made up her body was no longer stable, trembling as if it was about to dissipate at any time.

"Where's your phylactery?"

The ghost female magician glared at Liszt bitterly, stretched out her left hand, and thrust it into her chest.

At that moment, it was as if his chest was torn apart, and green light came out from it, and he slowly pulled out his hand. Clenching his hand into a fist, he quickly passed it in front of Liszt, spread his fingers, and quietly placed a blue gem ring on his palm: "Take it, hurry up, put back the figurehead and the sheep's head flag, the Goat is going to collapse Already!"

The red blood sword provoked the sapphire ring.

After making sure there was no trap, Liszt picked it up, looked at it, and found nothing special: "This thing is your phylactery, don't lie to me?"

"I don't have time to lie to you. This is the token of love that Annutt gave me... I have no enmity with you. I don't even know you. I just want to enter the land of exile with my full consciousness. Just go and find Annuit's soul!" After finishing speaking, the ghost magician stopped opening her mouth, and just looked at Liszt quietly.

"If I crush it, will you die?"

"No, my soul is enshrined in the dead soul tree, and the phylactery is just a key to ensure that I can return to the real world and not get lost in the land of exile."

"I fixed the ghost ship, what about my friend?"

"The ghost ship is close to collapse, unable to continue sailing in the exiled land, and will no longer interfere with the real world. Soon it will disappear on the edge of the exiled land and the real world."

"I fixed the ghost ship, are you sure you will leave immediately and stop disturbing?"

"You give me back my soul log, and I immediately disappear with the ghost ship. There is no soul log, and my soul has no sustenance. When I enter the land of exile, I will lose myself and become a ghost in the land of exile... ...I only hope that you can protect my phylactery, it is my only hope of returning."

"I understand."

Liszt turned around, quickly put the sapphire ring into the space gem, and then left the cabin without looking back. He neither agreed nor refused.

Looking at the back of Liszt leaving, the ghostly female magician who was almost unable to maintain her figure had a glint in her eyes.

Seemingly looking forward to the future, he followed the ghost ship into the land of exile and found the love of his life, Annut Sapphire. However, she waited for a while and found that the ghost ship was still collapsing, the rotten planks were completely cracked, and another three-masted sailing ship appeared vaguely.

Suddenly woke up.

"Do not!"

She shouted: "No! No! No! Damned knight! You lied to me!"

...

Standing on the deck, looking at the decks beneath your feet, one moment turns into a decayed ghost ship deck, the other moment becomes the deck of a sturdy clipper ship.

The enveloping fog has dispersed, the shadow of the ghost ship is gradually fading, and the disappearing fast sailing ship is becoming a reality.

In other words, he has gradually returned to the real world from illusion.

The surrounding Paris, Captain Layden and others gradually came to their senses, and they were looking at everything in front of them in doubt—the smell of blood was full, and many people died in this chaos between reality and illusion.

Fortunately, Levi's and Rivera, who were pulled into the cabin by Liszt, were safe, and Paris, Captain Layden, and assistant housekeeper Ranieri were all safe.

Liszt's two servants, Tom and Thomas, were smart enough to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, so they were not hacked to death by the knights.

But he also saw the corpses of his three knights under his command, Sean Redface, York Lighthead, and Theodore Rotten Socks. Before the three teenagers had time to show their vigor, they stayed on the sea forever.

"No! No! No! Damned knight! You lied to me!"

Curtis's screams were faintly heard.

But he didn't have any sympathy: "Such an evil and perverted magician, death is your destination, don't come out to harm others again! I, Liszt Tulip, have the bottom line of justice in my heart!" ..

"Do not!"

"I'll curse you! You damned knight!"

"what!"

With Curtis' last scream, the ghost ship suddenly shattered into powder, blown by the sea wind, and disappeared without a trace.

The dark clouds in the sky also quickly dispersed, and the sun behind the clouds shone in light again.

After carefully checking the surrounding environment, and making sure that there was no trace of Curtis, Liszt cast away his magical eyes and smiled faintly: "Curse me? Do you know my name?"

exactly.

Paris, who woke up, saw Liszt, and said with surprise in her tone, "Master Baron, are you alright?"