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"I need some alone time with your witch!"

Hector Barbossa, wearing a luxurious and even cumbersome captain's uniform, hurried to a cell that was closely guarded by soldiers.

It's a pity that the expensive clothes didn't make him feel aristocratic at all.

On the contrary, he showed a kind of nouveau riche temperament with too much money to spend.

Therefore, even though the soldiers at the door knew that this was a cruel and prestigious pirate captain, they did not take the initiative to open the prison door for him.

It wasn't until Hector took out a bag of heavy gold coins and put it in the soldier's hand that this principled soldier could serve him, and he took the initiative to open the big lock on the prison door.

Ignoring the soldiers, the one-legged captain with prosthetics opened the door and entered the cell.

It is said to be a prison cell, but it is actually more like a monster's cave. There is a lot of space inside, but there are no windows.

There are only a few candles for lighting, so it looks a little dark.

It was this darkness that added a sense of eerieness to the cell.

The ground is full of bottles and jars filled with unknown liquids, and a large number of dry corpses hang in the air, like some kind of strange wind chimes, some are some kind of small animals, some are...

Barbossa didn't want to look more, and he didn't want to think about what it was. His purpose was to find the owner of this place, not to observe the decoration here.

"Long waiting, Captain."

At this time, a slightly seductive and mysterious female voice came from the depths of the cell.

Walking in the direction of the voice, a slender figure appeared in front of Barbossa.

"Would you like some tea?" The witch took out a cup of green viscous liquid from the boiling soup pot in front of her, and put it into her mouth.

Seeing that the pirate captain who was in charge of the turbulent waves showed embarrassment at this time, he declined politely: "No, thank you for your kindness, I'm not thirsty yet."

The witch didn't seem surprised, after all, no one in their right mind would drink from the witch's hand.

Turning slowly, she walked to the other pot and said to Barbossa, "Entering my door...will pay in blood, Captain."

The flickering firelight under the soup pot reflected the appearance of the witch.

According to human aesthetics, the witch's appearance is not bad, but unfortunately, the strange red runes all over her body and the circular broken gold mark in the center of her forehead have greatly damaged this gift from heaven.

Coupled with her status as a witch and her unknown belief in evil gods, it is even more daunting.

Barbossa was used to witches being different from ordinary people, and joked: "No wonder your business here is not so good."

After all, he looked at the former guest who had turned into bones in the corner.

The witch didn't care about his sarcasm, and said indifferently: "Everyone will pay the price in the end."

The pirate captain who didn't have time to discuss these things walked up to her and quickly explained his purpose: "Shansa, you and I have been friends for many years."

"I got you from the gallows, remember?"

Anxiety and panic are in the words.

The reason for the anxiety and panic is very simple. Sara came to find her. In order to find Jack Sparrow, the ghost captain massacred all the ships he could see in the Caribbean Sea, including the two ships of Barbossa. .

As the first mate under Jack, Barbossa was afraid of becoming a fish in the pond.

He now has 10 plundering ships, sitting on a lot of wealth, and countless pirates have worked for him, and his power has shocked the entire Caribbean Sea. The British royal family also wants to give him some face, so he doesn't want to die yet.

So, the desperate one-legged pirate had no choice but to come to this dangerous witch for help.

But the witch Shansa was angry at his insatiable greed and yelled at him: "I also cursed your enemies for you, and now you come to me full of fear."

"The undead have taken control of the sea!"

Although he knew what was wrong with him, in order to survive, Barbosa could only continue to ask: "What do they want from me?"

The witch smiled mockingly: "It's not you, Captain, they are looking for a sparrow."

"Jack?" Barbossa asked in surprise.

The mysterious witch slowly uttered the motto foretelling the fate: "Jack will take a girl and his black pearl to find the trident together."

Barbossa, who also knew the legend, retorted: "No one can find the trident."

"The trident is Jack's only hope. Although the undead have conquered the sea, they cannot set foot on land." The witch seemed to have a special feeling for the pirate captain who saved her life, so she persuaded: "Maybe you should disarm and return to the land." .”

An ambitious great pirate, Barbossa scoffed at her suggestion: "You mean go back to the country...to farm?"

"While they plundered my treasure, I was milking cows and making cheese?"

Shansa looked at him affectionately: "Are those treasures worth your life?"

The one-legged pirate is still stubborn: "I am a pirate, life or death!"

Then he said, "How can I keep my treasure?"

The witch who knew his character did not continue to persuade: "Jack has a compass that will help you find what you most desire."

"But once you turn your back on the compass, it unleashes your greatest fears."

Barbossa seemed to understand something: "A pirate's greatest fear is Salazar, right?"

The pirate the captain spoke of was none other than Jack Sparrow, who gave up his compass for a bottle of rum, and Salazar was set free.

The witch didn't answer, but just stretched out her hand, and the precious compass of fate was quietly lying in her hand now.

"How did you get it!" Barbossa asked in surprise.

"I have my way." The witch kept shaking the compass in front of him: "Before Jack finds the trident, lead the undead to him."

"All your treasures will come back to you."

The excited pirate captain snatched the compass from her hand, stared and said, "It's time to make a deal with the dead!"

After speaking, he left in a hurry, as if he was going to prepare his big plan.

Not long after Barbossa left, a small incident occurred at the door of the cell that was locked again.

The soldier guarding the gate stood straight in front of the cell door, carefully feeling the bulging money bag on his chest, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on his supposedly serious face.

Suddenly, a strange-shaped dagger pierced his heart, and the soldier who wanted to scream because of the severe pain was covered with a big wet hand, and could only let out a slight whimper.

"I remember you, on that list."

Lu Wu, who gradually appeared behind the soldier, whispered in his ear.

Then, the water ghost threw away the limp corpse, took out the list at his waist, and checked it carefully.

"Your name..."

"Hey...how could it not be?" Lu Wu scratched his head in doubt.

After a while, he suddenly shouted: "Yes!"

Then I didn't know how to take out a charcoal pencil, and happily wrote a string of letters at the bottom of the list.

"Your name is Tom Jerry, that's right, that's what you'll be called from now on."

After speaking, he got the key from the soldier who died with regret, and walked into the cell.