Captain – Chapter 602 – Severed Head

Captain Edward probably had similar experiences.

As her vision gradually recovered, Roy lowered her head slightly, looking at the cat sitting on the nearby rail, feeling the soft touch from its paw pads, thinking silently.

He must have.

After all, before becoming a devil, her ancestor was just an ordinary-looking youth. During his growth, there was no reason he wouldn’t have received such care.

It’s just that…

Such treatment, from now on, seemed to belong only to her.

“Meow.”

Without turning around, knowing the girl’s smile was growing wider and wondering what scheme she was plotting, the cat drooped its brows and called out softly.

Don’t get too carried away—cats aren’t nannies or bodyguards.

“Yes, yes, yes, my dear Mango.”

Roy replied obediently, though everyone could hear the barely contained laughter in her voice.

Like a little beggar who had been living meal to meal, suddenly struck on the head by the mythical Horn of Plenty, never having to worry about food again, and able to change her life because of it.

Oh, speaking of the Horn of Plenty…

Her perception was recovering, the “poison” in her body rapidly receding. All pressure had disappeared after the cat’s paw touched her hand, so much so that the captain had leisure to think about details on the giant ship that she had overlooked while dealing with the giant serpent.

At this moment on the sea, the fierce winds, rain, and waves were gradually subsiding, but the white flames showed no sign of weakening. Instead, they blazed even more fiercely, shooting straight up to the sky like a massive bonfire magnified countless times.

In the center of the bonfire was a gradually contracting, charred giant shadow that was almost coiled into a ball of yarn.

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Though the devil’s great power had ceased, the specter had not broken through its shackles and torn away the chains to escape as it had planned earlier. Instead, its predicament had become even more miserable.

This was because at the moment the magical power receded, in the gap where the giant serpent had been struggling against the barrier, countless invisible threads suddenly appeared.

They quietly fell upon the specter. Initially, because their power was too weak, they could only dance with its struggles.

But as those threads wound tighter and tighter, leaving fewer and fewer gaps, the “Hydra’s” movements began to grow sluggish, its stretching becoming increasingly labored.

In the end, it was like being wrapped in a cocoon, wrapped in a cradle that bred both life and death, all violent resistance reduced to infant-like flailing.

As the cocoon contracted, the specter was forced to coil up, taking on that ball-of-yarn appearance.

Cannon fire and gunshots continued, white flames had burned into flesh and blood, even penetrating deep into the soul. This eternal being’s nearly infinite vitality could finally see its end.

Its breathing grew low, its heartbeat no longer strong.

Those dozen or so emerald suns flickered on the verge of extinguishing. Only the pair on the central head still burned dimly, with struggle and madness faintly visible.

Even in such straits, it seemed to have not lost hope, but making that choice was too difficult, and the outcome would be little better than death.

Time passed second by second—it didn’t have much left.

“Those aren’t… the things that bound you originally, are they?”

Though the cat had taken over the burden of fighting the specter, Roy couldn’t really let go completely.

After observing a certain part of the giant ship and confirming her suspicions, she shifted her gaze back to look at the dying giant serpent, “seeing” the invisible threads that wrapped it into a ball, asking curiously.

Hearing this, the cat’s eyebrows drooped even lower, thinking it shouldn’t have let the girl free her hands.

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Didn’t she think this “tense” moment was hardly the right time for questions?

“Meow.”

But thinking was one thing—after a quiet moment, the cat still replied dismissively.

Fool, those are threads symbolizing fate, and it was a cat representing the Goddess of Fate walking the world. How could it be bound by them? Those were its…

Blankets while sleeping.

“Uh…”

Hearing the cat’s ill-tempered answer, Roy scratched her cheek sheepishly, thinking that if that was the case, then when she… hadn’t she just yanked off its blankets?

And the cat had been “frozen” awake?

Though feeling somewhat guilty, the girl quickly found her justification and retorted irritably: “But if I hadn’t pulled those threads apart, were you really planning to sleep for ten years?”

“Tsk tsk, by that time, whatever the outcome, the matter between me and my ancestor would certainly be settled. You could wake up, stretch, and act like nothing happened.”

“That would save you from being troubled. I’m right, aren’t I…”

“Mango.”

The last call was pronounced with particular force by the captain, with pauses between each syllable.

Like bringing accusations.

“Meow.”

But the only response to this questioning was the cat’s indifferent call.

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No subjective emotion, just asking her to repeat that, displaying the art of playing deaf to perfection.

Hearing this, Roy raised her eyebrows, about to continue saying something, but before she could speak, she was interrupted by sudden strange phenomena on the sea and the pirates’ cries of alarm.

Looking over, even the girl who had witnessed countless grand scenes couldn’t help but tremble.

Because the impact of that scene was simply too strong.

Chilling to the very core.

It wasn’t some reverse miracle, nor had the specter suddenly displayed boundless power to break the threads and chains, to advance or retreat. Instead, it twisted its central head…

And viciously bit down on the neck of an adjacent serpent head!

“Thud, crunch…”

After a muffled sound came the spine-chilling noise of fangs grinding against flesh and blood.

“Has it gone mad?”

Watching the giant serpent’s main head devour one of its own heads, sharp fangs piercing directly into bone, even faintly hearing crisp “crack” sounds symbolizing bone fractures, Roy’s raised eyebrows fell back as she frowned and muttered to herself.

The Siamese cat watched this scene in silence, its blue pupils reflecting the torn flesh and bone, the fountain of gushing golden blood, and the attacked serpent head that hung down in defeat, fear and despair rising in its eyes. Only after a long while did it speak up in refutation.

“Meow.” No, it’s being coldly rational to the extreme.

The bitten serpent head shrieked miserably. The other heads observing this scene, after brief confusion and hesitation, actually joined the main head in biting.

In just moments, large pieces of flesh were torn from that serpent head, even the deep bones were mostly cracked, hanging from the body, unable to even cry out anymore.

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This bloody, horrifying scene shocked all the pirates, making them momentarily forget their actions. Fortunately, the skeletons still meticulously carried out their orders.

But the fierce cannon fire and bullets also accelerated a certain process.

“Crack!”

Finally, accompanied by a splitting sound several times clearer than before, the serpent head that had been consumed by its own kind, along with most of its neck, detached from that massive body and fell toward the sea.

Those emerald suns had completely extinguished.

“Splash!”

With a great crash, the serpent head struck the sea surface and slowly sank.

During this time, the white flames on it gradually died out, replaced by great swaths of brilliant golden fire that blazed along the blood flowing from the severed neck.

After a dense cluster of bubbles, that head completely disappeared into the sea. Even when Roy channeled her great power, she could no longer sense any specific form.

As if… it had melted.

After an extremely brief calm, the sea began to tremble.

Countless surging waves shot skyward, with white foam everywhere, looking as if it was about to boil. But soon, everyone on deck could no longer see these things.

Because their vision was completely occupied by the tsunami.

By the overwhelming, seemingly endless giant waves.

As if facing the end of the world.