Captain – Chapter 586 – The Highest Mountain

The Drowned Captain retreated, retreating again and again.

As if being dragged and pulled by countless invisible hands, back into the depths of the mist, back to that old sea that had been separated from the present world for hundreds of years.

The pirates who had fallen into the water and stopped before the mist, along with everyone on the Nightmare King, watched this scene in silence and shock, witnessing this miraculous reversal.

Even the three people at the bow—Caine and the others—could find no reason to explain this.

Because it made no sense, it was utterly absurd.

The Deep Sea Captain had used a devil’s follower as sacrifice to create a beacon that guided that cursed thing, and so the great fog descended, carrying that legend of old days to arrive.

Moreover, earlier, that ghost ship had already approached the edge of the mist, only a step away from the present world.

There should have been a wall before it, perhaps symbolizing cause and effect, or perhaps restrictions left by the gods before their departure, but ultimately it shouldn’t have been able to stop such a combination.

Not only Caine, but the young man and woman also sensed the existence of that invisible barrier, but they also perceived more clearly that it had almost instantly crumbled.

Because of the torch raised by that figurehead, and even more because of the will of that lone figure.

The firelight illuminated the path ahead and the solid wall, and then demonic power surged forth, easily tearing it apart like ripping through an ordinary piece of white paper.

But what happened after that? What occurred next?

Just as the Drowned Captain was preparing to descend upon the present world, first to enjoy the “feast” in the sea, then devour everything on the Nightmare King, it stopped for unknown reasons.

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And then was gradually driven back to the old world, as in the scene before their eyes.

“Clang, clang…”

The bell sounds that had been light and even somewhat holy became urgent and chaotic from the moment the change occurred, as if that cursed thing no longer intended to “hide its face.”

It began to violently tremble and surge forward, obviously unwilling to retreat so wretchedly.

The giant statue roared ferociously, and those bone and flesh creations hidden in the shadows beneath the fog, which made people shudder, also shrieked and howled in response.

During this process, the Drowned Captain’s originally blurred and fading form became solid again as it resisted that invisible resistance with all its might, and even seemed to gain the upper hand slightly, beginning to “move” forward bit by bit.

At the same time, the torch in the bone statue’s hand suddenly burst forth with dazzling brilliance, as if a ghostly yet eternal emerald sun was rising over the sea.

In the ghostly green radiance, that lone figure stepped forward.

“Bang!”

An invisible sound like an explosion seemed to ring out in the void, and an invisible wave, starting from that person’s position, carrying terrifying might, suddenly enveloped the sky and sea ahead.

Even though they were some distance away, the three at the bow could still feel that majesty, and even the Nightmare King sank inexplicably amid the pirates’ screams.

Everyone’s hearts sank as well.

Because after that terrifying commotion, they saw that bone giant ship surge forward several more sea miles with extreme violence, nearly returning to its original position.

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It was struggling, and was already infinitely close to success.

But facing such a scene, the three at the bow no longer ordered the pirates to prepare for battle, nor did they plan to mount the dragon’s back, but only frowned and watched in silence.

Watching that ghost ship, that myth, contend against some force they couldn’t see.

Another power… so strong it was unimaginable.

Accompanied by another roar from the giant statue, the rusted iron chains wrapped around its hands danced rapidly, and that heavy pitch-black iron anchor was hurled toward the edge of the great fog.

As if once it could land outside the fog, land in this sea of the present world, then that ship of the dead could follow the anchor point and iron chain to descend into this world.

Watching the giant iron anchor approaching with howling wind sounds, falling toward them, the pirates before the fog screamed one after another, using hands and feet to swim away into the distance.

Everyone’s attention was on that giant anchor, so no one noticed that the external sea was no longer affected by that cursed thing, no longer had nooses dragging people into the fog.

This scene seemed to foreshadow something, foreshadowed that…

“Bang!”

Under Richi’s “as expected” gaze and Caine and Vivian’s slightly bewildered observation, the iron anchor first heavily crashed against the fog wall that should have had no resistance, then powerlessly slid down, falling into that old sea, bringing up a deafening splash.

Even more shocking was that when people turned their gaze back to that bone giant ship, they discovered that the figurehead was lying supine in a strange posture.

No, compared to lying supine, it was more like being firmly pressed down by an invisible giant hand, and just by looking, everyone could imagine that sharp cracking sound.

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Crack crack, creak creak.

Countless bones fracturing, flesh tearing, as if it would snap in half at any moment.

At the same time, the person standing beside it had somehow retreated to the original position, glanced at the giant statue’s miserable fate, then looked at the Nightmare King, or more precisely at the sky behind it, then left without any hesitation.

Gradually disappearing into the great fog and darkness.

So the Drowned Captain began to turn around silently, and the bone giant statue that had been pressed immobile also gradually straightened after the ghost ship moved several hundred meters away.

It wound the iron chain back around its hand circle by circle, retrieved the ship anchor, and didn’t look at the present world again.

Just as when this fog arrived, when everyone on the Nightmare King could no longer see the ghost ship’s shadow, its retreat was also extremely sudden and decisive, disappearing without a trace in almost a few blinks of an eye, and the wind and rain that had been blocked by it also returned to this place.

Feeling the wild wind blowing and cold rain falling on their faces, after a brief daze, the pirates cheered in unison, hugging each other and throwing their hats, as if the eerily powerful ship of the dead had truly been defeated by their hands.

As for Ferguson, after coming to his senses as if from a dream, he carefully approached behind Richi, and only after requesting instructions and receiving a reply did he begin arranging to rescue the sailors who had fallen into the water.

Or rather, the deserters would be more accurate.

“Truly incredible, it just left like that?”

Hearing Caine’s puzzled words, Vivian nodded with deep feeling: “Indeed incomprehensible. I really can’t think of what could press that thing back like that, especially with the Lady having departed.”

Perhaps when that deity was at her peak, or when she hadn’t entirely lost her great power, she had the ability to prevent the Drowned Captain’s arrival, but that had become the past.

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But if not the Lady, what else in this world, who else could accomplish this?

This was what the young man and the blood craver couldn’t understand.

“Well then…”

But Richi’s reaction was completely different from theirs.

He had a thoughtful expression, and after discerning the direction, he looked toward the southeast, remained silent for a moment, then said: “Perhaps only there can we find the answer.”

The Death Silence Triangle was close to the western border of the known sea charts, and was relatively positioned in the north-south center, so its southeastern direction would naturally be the Southern Islands.

But the “there” in Richi’s words didn’t refer to the islands, but should be…

“You mean…”

Looking at the direction the young man was gazing toward, Caine, who guessed the location he was referring to, couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows high, feeling a massive pressure descending upon him.

“Providence?”

The young man murmured like in a dream, as if he could already imagine the scene of meeting that person.

Facing that highest mountain in this world directly.