Outlander's Journey

Chapter 121 Triton? got the wrong person!

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

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

The wounded David Jones was thrown onto the deck of the Nautilus. Without the crab legs and claws, he half-supported himself with difficulty. Only Tiatoma with Heather’s feet tied up by five flowers was in his eyes.

Cang!

The cold blade was attached to Davy Jones’ neck, and Heather’s indifferent voice came from his ear: “You have wasted my rare kindness, David Jones. Now, I need an explanation.”

David Jones sipped undauntedly, laughed a few times, and then looked up at Heather: “Goodwill? Admit it Heather, you are a scumbag. You covet Calypso’s divine power and want to take it. Take it for yourself!”

“I have no such idea! Is this so difficult to understand?”

Heather is going crazy: “I will bring Tiadora to you and set you free. I promised to release the curse for you and the sea monster sailors when I float to the surface. What have I violated the agreement? Hell, you and Why does Calypso insist on imposing ideas on me that I haven’t had before?”

“quibble!”

The black girl Tiadora at his feet said bitterly: “Triton, you used to be a despicable and despicable person just like your father. I didn’t expect that you would still not change your nature after your resurrection. 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 his head at this time. Where am I like Triton? Is he handsome as me?

At this time, the Black Pearl also leaned in quietly, and a group of sailors on the deck lay in front of the railing and entered the melon-eating mode. The torn scene between the gods, this is a rare tavern talk, enough to exchange for a large barrel of free rum from any bar owner in the world.

At this time, Heather really wanted to take the knife and send the fool couple David Jones and Tiadora to see Hades, but killing them in this way is not even more realizing his so-called triton identity and despicable purpose. ?

No, no, it must be explained clearly.

Heather cleared his throat, motioned to David Jones and Tiadora to sit down, and then sat on the deck and started talking: “I think we have to make it clear step by step. Tiadora…Uh, I’ll call you Calypso, Calypso…madam?”

Tiadora snorted and raised her neck, saying that even if she was about to slaughter her neck, she would not succumb to Triton’s lust.

Heather spread his hands out: “Look, do I have anything like that Terry? Well, except for my handsomeness.”

“…You two are equally shameless.”

Even in the age of mythology and the civilization trend that has gradually evolved to the eighteenth century, it is difficult for Tiadora to find a top powerhouse who is more broken than Heather. From the swamp hut to the waters of Tatuga Island, and even in the battle with the sea monster and the Flying Dutchman, she was annoyed by Heather’s trash talking tactics.

“I’m just a handsome mortal.”

Heather’s face remained unchanged, and he shook the mermaid prince’s blade: “I don’t know why you have to kill me as Triton. But I can tell you responsibly, this mermaid prince’s blade. It’s the trophy I got from the pirate Blackbeard. With it alone, you accuse me of being Terry and coveting your supernatural power. This is a very ridiculous and vicious accusation.”

Without mentioning Adomah’s explanation, David Jones yelled, “You dare to quibble! The Mermaid Prince’s Blade can only be restored to such an appearance in the hands of Triton himself. It’s only strength in the hands of Blackbeard. It’s just a defective product without one in ten!”

“As early as in that battle, the mermaid prince’s blade was destroyed along with Triton’s fall and disappeared into the depths of the sea.”

Tiadora recovered his sanity at this time and watched Heather say word by word: “This is Triton’s gathering of all divine powers and is based on the artifact [Poseidon Horn] given by Poseidon. A god weapon created by Tiss. Except for himself, no mortal or even a god can make this scimitar show its true appearance, let alone its full strength. Perhaps only his father Poseidon has such authority. So, this A handsome guy who claims to be a mortal, are you Triton or Poseidon?”

Heather was speechless as he listened to Tiato Mario’s sarcasm.

Only then did he understand the principle of his ability to read [Mythological Weapons Catalog]. He used his mind to recast these mythological weapons that had lost their masters or were in a half-destructed state, and the final result was to simulate the creation of them or the gods who gave them extraordinary powers, so that they could return to their peak state and re-identify their masters.

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

“You mean… Triton fell in the battle of the gods, and the mermaid prince’s blade was also destroyed at that time?” Heather grabbed the scimitar in his hand and looked at Tiadora: “When was it?” thing?”

“…”

Tiadora squinted his eyes and stared at Heather, and then suddenly asked: “…You really are not Triton? Nor are you his favored one?”

She also felt something was wrong now. This mortal really didn’t have Triton’s divine power in his body. The Triton divine power fluctuations she had sensed before all originated from the mermaid prince’s blade.

“I have said many times, I am not Triton! I am a mortal, handsome and not bad mortal.”

Heather shrugged: “Now you understand how ridiculous the previous fight was, right?”

Tiadora and David Jones looked at each other, and both saw helplessness in each other’s eyes. Who would have thought that a mortal could control Triton’s god weapon, and it was so strong? Davy Jones and Tiadora fought back just to fight to the death. Okay, the latter thought a little bit more, but now any thoughts are useless, because Heather has stood up and slapped the knife again. Tucked it against David Jones’ neck.

“Okay, now that the misunderstanding is resolved, let’s talk about your malicious attack on me and my Nautilus.”

The cold blade picked the octopus tentacles under Davy Jones’ jaws, and accidentally cut off a section of the tentacles, causing Davy Jones to shiver in pain.

Seeing her lover being tortured, Tiadora couldn’t stand it anymore, and loudly stopped Heather’s atrocities: “Please wait! We are willing to apologize to you for the previous rude behavior and try our best to compensate you!”

Um? Heather looked at Theadom, and suddenly he was relieved of sleepiness.

A deity’s compensation?