Chapter 640 Freedom YO HO

Alan didn't answer the other party's words, but raised his hand, and a compass in an octagonal box appeared in his hand. He opened the compass, and the pointer carved on the compass shook randomly, in the black and gold interlaced Turn the dial quickly.

Jack touched his waist, then stared at the wizard exaggeratedly with his eyeshadowed eyes.

And Alan didn't seem to notice Jack's gaze, he let his palm stay on the surface of the compass, a burst of blue light flashed, and the symbol of the Three Deathly Hallows representing the power of the underworld was engraved on the bottom of the compass, and then he was a little flabbergasted He engraved his omniscient mark on the inside of the compass flip-in fact, in the process of transforming the magic item this time, the function of his omniscient mark was just a mark and did not have any additional magical effects.

The moment Allen took his hand back, the compass disappeared from his hand, and then he raised his staff, and the shadow came out from the staff, shooting towards the water surface in the English Channel in the distance.

But Jack's attention was not on the magic that the other party used just now. He only felt a slight sinking in his belt, and the compass returned to its original position before, even the skewed angle was the same, as if it had never been changed.

"The wizard who made this compass is very powerful - if this person is really a wizard. It can help the owner guide to what he wants most in his heart." Allen praised the workmanship of the compass casually on the surface, But thinking of the disorderly shaking pointer just now, he calmed down a little and continued to add: "Since I have decided to pay back the favor, I will pay it to the end. I will help you find some sailors who never know fatigue and don't need to pay wages. You can Control them with your compass."

"Untiring and wages, I seem to be familiar with this kind of thing..." Jack was interrupted by the turbulent sea in the distance, and he watched dozens of unknown objects swimming towards him at a fast speed.

Gray and white human bodies appeared on the water in front of their eyes. These stiff corpses had just emerged from the water. The flesh and blood on their bodies split open one after another, fell off from their bodies and fell into the sea water, floating on the sea surface, leaving only pale The skeletons of the Normans and the elongated chain mail they wore in life hung empty on this skeleton.

It wasn't until they were brought near the coast by the power of magic that these newly born skeletons seemed to regain their freedom. They came out of the sea mechanically, walked slowly to the shore and approached the owner of the compass.

These corpses are the Normans whose souls have already gone to the underworld before Allen had time to absorb their souls. Allen turned their leftover bodies into skeleton sailors-although this lowest-level undead creature went to the underworld in the soul of the body In the end, he could only execute the orders of the compass master mechanically, but it couldn't be better for a Muggle captain, even though he may have been exposed to many things in the wizarding world.

Under the signal of Alan's chin, Jack picked up the compass. After opening it, he seemed to be in a moment of confusion, and then the skeletons who were standing quietly began to raise their hands and stamp their feet. Jack blinked slyly and started humming a pirate tune with an unstoppable smirk. He raised his hand holding the compass with a touch of ladylike grace, and the skeletons shook their squeaky skeletons Dance with hands and feet.

"You have enough time to experiment with them, but I suggest that you assign a clear division of labor for each one on the ship, and don't tell them to complete tasks that require too many steps and autonomy..." Allen suddenly stopped talking, and he passed the shadow three The crow knew the situation in the north, "Then, Captain Jack, I think it's time to say goodbye."

After giving the order to let these skeletons climb onto the restored sailboat, Jack put the compass back on his waist, and then untied a dirty dark green glass wine bottle from the back of his belt. After taking a big gulp, he took a sip that was rich in the oak aroma of the cork, the fruity aroma of rum, and the decaying taste of the pirate's bad teeth. He threw the bottle to Allen with some pentanote Incomplete singing: "drink this cup,

Worry-free and worry-free, YO HO.”

Alan, who was a bit of a clean freak, felt that he really wanted to take a sip. He let the wine fly out of the bottle and took a big sip-although it was obvious that doing so could only serve as a comforting effect.

But as if reminded by the rum, Allen took out a wooden box of potion ointment from his pocket as if he suddenly remembered it, and threw it to the other party.

"What good thing is this?" Jack held the wooden box greedily and sniffed it.

"It's really a good thing-it can cure your syphilis by applying it to the affected area once, but it has no preventive effect, so don't waste it." Allen, who threw away the empty wine bottle, pointed to his chin and the other party's bloody scab. After answering in the same area, after exploring the other party's thoughts, he added, "If you want to return the favor, go to the Holy Roman Empire to have more children in your free time, especially if you meet someone with the surname Grindelwald. When I was a girl..."

"aye," Jack stretched out his hands, shrugged his shoulders and pouted his mouth, agreeing to the request that made the neurotic he feel a little absurd, then he glanced at the wine bottle that Alan threw on the ground and said, "someone told me To live is not to live forever, Harris, the key is to live yourself forever."

After finishing speaking, Jack pointed at Allen's heart with his hand in the air. Allen nodded to the pirate and waved his hands to say goodbye, and disappeared when he stepped into the shadows.

A few minutes later on the black galenic barque, Captain Jack stroked the handle on his rudder and smiled, then suddenly realized that his movements were somewhat misleading and indecent, turning his The eyeballs looked worriedly at the skeletons around him, in case they made any strange expressions - then he realized that they were different from the undead he had encountered and provoked at sea before, they had no mind.

Jack breathed a sigh of relief and took out his own compass. Although he could control it without making a sound at all, he still roared out, "Everyone is in position, you wretched dogs! Turn the sail and get ready! Now... let's sail to the distance! Looking at the skeletons taking their positions under control, he whispered in his own voice, "The free side."

"Big villain, let's drink up guys! YO HO!"

Following the tone-deaf singing from Jack, who was swaying and leaning on the rudder, and the direction indicated by the compass in his hand, the black ship also sailed towards the southwest, and the English Channel finally lost this unspeakable ship. The silhouette of the sailing ship that belongs to this era.