Captain – Chapter 661 – Farewell Forever, Bastard

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

When the girl vanished within the surge and reappeared, little reaction time remained for the specter, and this further indicated that the situation had completely tilted in her favor.

No—it should be said that from the beginning, every step of this battle had been within her grasp.

This was truly terrifying and hard to imagine, because one had to know that the last person who dared calculate against gods using only schemes and succeeded was the devil Edward.

And now, this descendant he had personally “cultivated” seemed to possess some of his flair as well, using just a simple stratagem to force the specter into a desperate situation.

What she relied on, besides information disparity, was absolute control over the giant serpent’s psychology.

Confident that once she left the ship, it absolutely couldn’t suppress its greed.

Even if that might cost it its life.

Things had reached this point and everything was clear. Though its rationality was nearly swallowed by the shadow in its heart and fury at being manipulated, the Hydra still had no possibility of giving up.

It glared furiously at the “insect” before it, no longer caring about anything else. Hissing, it slightly raised its main head, aiming the pitch-black, deep maw that exhaled deadly airflow at her. Its remaining five heads likewise reared up frantically to bite.

From this moment, the giant serpent abandoned all defense.

This specter that had repeatedly been forced into desperate straits by Roy could finally endure no more. Its eyes could no longer accommodate other threats, even casting life and death aside.

It only wanted her dead.

Even if that might equally be its own fate, at this moment it no longer cared.

So amid the siren’s stirring war song and the interweaving of thunder and howling wind, the lightless sea presented the spectacular sight of the giant serpent’s six heads all rearing up, pursuing that slender figure.

Magnificent and tragic, like a myth.

But like the endings depicted in most myths, in such world-shaking confrontations, the final victor was either the gods or the hero upon whom hopes were placed.

Tonight’s story was no different.

“Bang!”

Churning water waves, exploding surges, and whirlpools formed by sinking due to the temporary loss of massive water flows—all this chaotic scenery was tied to a single explosive sound.

The surges and whirlpools need not be mentioned—they came from the sea maiden’s song and the curved blade in Caine’s hand. Those suddenly rising water waves originated from the giant warship.

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The Goddess Hestia’s bridge.

The ship spirit who had sat silently on the railing since the battle began, doing nothing except alerting Roy to the giant serpent’s movements, finally struck suddenly at this crucial moment.

Earlier, the cannon fire and gunshots on the giant warship had all fallen silent, and the pirates and skeletons seemed to have received orders to grip stabilizing objects firmly.

This was naturally because the giant warship would soon face impact, and its source…

Was that massive turn of nearly half a circle.

So the mirror-like sea surface was stirred into giant waves, while the giant serpent with heads raised like pursuing the moon was suddenly pulled by chains that instantly tightened then snapped, its body violently sinking back down, completely falling into a great whirlpool like a boundless swamp.

However, though that destructive “tide” was being torn at by increasingly violent devil’s great power and its mind was entirely focused on the girl, the whirlpool could have little effect on it. At most, it was like a dolphin getting tangled in some seaweed.

Like the captain not long ago, its form stiffened slightly.

But this was already enough.

“Tap.”

An insignificant landing sound arose.

After layers of calculations and endless dangers, Roy finally landed atop the specter’s main head, which had been pulled down slightly by the giant warship’s traction and could no longer possibly swallow her.

She landed on the peak of the “black cliff.”

At the same time, violent air-breaking sounds approached. The giant dragon almost grazed past the main head, roaring as it pounced toward the other heads that had recovered and wanted to break the encirclement.

In that moment of “brushing past,” the small shield that had been firmly fastened to Caine’s hand had somehow been untied and flew high toward the main head.

Finally, with a crisp “clang,” it landed accurately in the girl’s hand.

The entire process was incredibly natural, as if they had rehearsed beforehand. The two didn’t even exchange a single glance. After completing the handoff, they each rushed toward different destinations.

But who could truly plan for every contingency, especially when facing such a specter?

The so-called naturalness was merely the understanding born of “adapting to circumstances,” absolute trust.

Just like many years ago when they first returned to the Banshee’s Eye, standing back to back against enemies, after this passing separation, Roy likewise entrusted her back to him.

No longer looking back even once.

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It was time to end this, bastard.

Thinking coldly, Roy knelt down on one knee. She didn’t consider at all where to find an embedding spot shaped like the small shield on scales harder than metal and iron, but directly pressed Aegis forcefully against the surface before her.

Her other hand clenched into a tight fist, bent her arm, then struck down heavily.

Striking the shield where water droplets flowed like a waterfall, striking that lifelike snake-haired human face that had kept its eyes tightly closed, appearing even more eerily beautiful in the lightning.

As if to wake it up.

“Clang!”

A crisp striking sound like bell chimes arose. Though clearly so weak compared to thunder’s divine might and the giant serpent’s hissing, it nevertheless reached everyone’s ears clearly.

No—it didn’t seem to fall upon the ears, but rather arose from the very depths of the soul.

“Drip, drip…”

Rainwater fell from her cap brim and loose hair strands, then shattered into pieces on the cold shield surface. Looking at the small shield that hadn’t sunk even half an inch under her full-strength punch, Roy’s eyes showed no discouragement.

Besides determination, there were no other emotions, as if what lay before her was something worth spending a lifetime on, a silhouette worth remembering for life.

Only he had already walked very far, becoming somewhat blurred.

You really are a fool, an absolute madman…

Countless disparaging words floated through her mind. Each time one flashed by, the girl’s fist fell once more, and even the wild fire in her pupils burned somewhat dimly because of this.

Under that unimaginable tremendous force, in the captain’s abandonment of all patience, gradually, the small shield blocked by black scales embedded bit by bit.

That constantly falling fist also went from pale white to flushed red, gradually taking on pale golden color—not blessed with any great power, but simply…

Beginning to bleed, constantly bleeding, as if even powerful healing couldn’t stop it.

Later, white bone could even faintly be seen.

But despite this, the “bell chimes” continued, like funeral bells seeing someone off.

Divine blood gradually stained Aegis golden.

So the pirates who, due to the ship spirit’s command, could no longer and were unable to interfere, besides listening to the “bell tolls” and watching the battle, faintly sensed some kind of change.

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Change from high in the heavens.

Regarding this, the Hydra at the center with its life level approaching the ultimate naturally felt it most clearly, knowing that the lightning and thunder imbued with divine might had reacted, knowing that if this continued, true death would arrive.

So it went mad.

Not the madness of sparing nothing for some purpose, but truly going insane.

The destructive “tide” began rampaging and spreading, as if to destroy everything in the thunder sea. The main head swayed frantically, trying to shake off the “insect” on its head.

Among the remaining five heads, besides two that immediately came over, of the other three, two actually began biting another.

Like some evil blood sacrifice ritual, trying to recreate the strange scene from their last confrontation.

Unfortunately, as if having lost all good fortune, this time they all failed.

No matter how the main head struggled, the girl remained like a nail, firmly fixed in place, unmoved in the slightest. The two heads that came were intercepted.

With a muffled sound, Nidhogg, which had grazed past Roy, crashed heavily into one serpent head. The tremendous force and violent assault actually forced it back again.

When the impact occurred, the young man on its back also used the momentum to leap down. Though he couldn’t land directly above another head, he found footing on its passing neck, then raised his curved blade high with both hands and stabbed down without hesitation.

“Puff!”

Feeling the weak pain transmitted from behind its neck, that head initially didn’t want to pay attention, but soon its vertical pupils contracted and it was forced to turn back to deal with this trouble.

Because that cold curved blade contained far too vast devil’s great power, and faintly bore that detestable pirate’s mark. If left alone, it might truly have all its life force drained before the main head truly failed.

Before the fear of death, anyone might make mistakes, even a specter’s head.

As for that cruel mutual slaughter, it finally stopped when the head being severed was on its last breath. This wasn’t due to sudden mercy from the other two heads.

Nor was it because of the giant warship that had turned back and fired tether chains again—by this time, they no longer cared about pain or the possibility of flesh being torn away.

It was because…

The siren’s song gradually ceased, and the wings behind her faded as well. She lowered her head slightly, breathing somewhat wearily, knowing the situation no longer needed her.

But the weariness and worry in her eyes soon turned to relieved ease.

Because inadvertently, she caught sight of a gray shadow and could no longer look away.

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The gray shadow was naturally the Siamese cat.

After taking shelter from rain with the raven under the mainmast and confirming it wouldn’t wait for that devil’s methods tonight, it had walked with lazy steps to the broadside.

Leaping onto the ship’s rail, sitting steadily.

Then entering the fray.

Amid the violent sea wind, many gentle, invisible threads suddenly appeared. They couldn’t be touched or felt, as if unaffected by any natural laws.

But they could separate the three serpent heads tangled together, binding them so they could no longer open their mouths.

The other two heads being entangled by the giant dragon and young man, along with the frantically twisting main head, also became much more sluggish due to the suddenly entering threads.

No longer any possibility of turning the situation around.

“Meow.”

Gazing distantly at the girl on the main head who was equally mad, ignoring pain as she pounded the small shield, the cat called out with something like a sigh, meaning nothing but feeling some heartache.

Thinking that since it was here, all possible accidents should be snuffed out together.

Even as tempering, this was already enough, more than enough.

Whether threads falling or the confrontation between the giant dragon, first mate, and specter heads, these changes that should have been easily detected and not missed, the current Roy felt nothing at all, because all her mind was focused on what lay before her.

On that small shield stained with golden blood.

Just as she endured the weakness from blood loss and tremblingly raised her fist for the unknown-number-of-times, her movement suddenly stiffened and her dimmed pupils brightened slightly.

Then she suddenly stood up, used all her strength to kick off, floating down from the main head toward the pitch-black abyssal sea surface, graceful as an angel with broken wings.

In the final moment when her spirit completely relaxed, weakness and powerlessness occupied her entire body, and she was about to lose consciousness, Roy finally saw the scene she had risked her life for.

She saw that brilliant golden, absolutely beautiful snake-haired human face open its eyes, pupils silver-white like lightning.

After that, darkness struck, leaving only faint whispers.

“Farewell forever, bastard.”