Captain – Chapter 662 – Period and Beginning

Though this wasn’t that sky city and lacked the devil’s special “incarnation” to care for her, there was still a cat nearby, so Roy naturally wouldn’t fall straight into the great sea like a truly broken-winged bird, but instead fell into layers of threads.

By this moment, those invisible fine threads had long since detached from the giant serpent’s body.

Most quietly dispersed, while the remainder wove together beneath the falling girl, catching her as she slowly descended, feeling like a hammock, or more like a cradle.

“Crack!”

But unlike the captain’s drifting descent…

A blazing bolt of lightning struck down without warning not long after she left the serpent’s head, landing precisely at the small shield’s center, followed by a second, a third…

Until countless bolts.

Though the distance between Roy and the main head was only about ten meters, there seemed to be an invisible barrier between them, splitting this thunder sea cleanly in half.

On the girl’s side, wind and rain were gentle with calm waves, and soft threads brushed her face.

On the not-distant other side, giant waves towered high as countless electric serpents fell from the sky, biting fiercely into the snake-haired human face that had opened its eyes, then using it as a medium, transforming into pure divine grace that seeped into the specter’s body and even soul.

So the giant serpent that had begun going mad due to the approaching scent of death, like a collapsing mountain range, though freed from the threads’ binding, moved even more slowly.

As if its originally strong, agile flesh was gradually taking on the deathly gray of stone.

Whether roaring in fury or wailing in grief, its breath and vitality were rapidly dissipating.

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The main head was like this, and the other heads naturally couldn’t escape either.

The two serpent heads that had joined forces trying to bite off another head no longer showed fierce, mad pupil light, but gradually dimmed, then were completely occupied by bewilderment and numbness.

As if forgetting who they were and what they wanted to do.

The head that had survived with its neck nearly but not quite severed showed no lessening of despair in its eyes, but after sensing something, it became even more intense.

Until finally all turned to deathly silence.

The other two heads entangled with the giant dragon and Caine likewise quickly lost their vitality. At this point, it was actually the main head directly facing the tide-like lightning that still resisted.

However, it seemed only a matter of time before it met that miserable fate.

“Puff.”

With a muffled sound, Caine pulled out the curved blade deeply embedded in one serpent head’s neck. After unconsciously shaking it, he discovered it wasn’t stained with golden blood.

The black scales and wounds that had previously been full of life’s aura now appeared covered with a layer of dark coloring, as if they had become true rock.

Just like the gloomy high mountains that stood on that burial island they had once set foot on.

Soon, the giant serpent Hydra, this last specter surviving from the old calendar through Edward’s methods, would also become one of those skeletal remains.

After that, all spirits would no longer need to worry about being swallowed by the tide of destruction.

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An unprecedented thunder crash arose, startling the young man from his slight sentimentality.

So while sheathing his blade and looking toward the main head—more precisely toward the girl—just as he was considering how to catch her, the sound of beating wings conveniently approached.

“Well done.”

Patting the curved horn of the giant dragon before him, Caine smiled and offered encouragement, then mounted its back again, moving to meet the captain who was gracefully falling.

Soon, as if knowing it was no longer needed, the threads bearing Roy dispersed one by one. When the last one disappeared, she had already lightly landed on something solid.

In her first mate’s arms.

Holding the girl horizontally—she who possessed astonishing strength yet wasn’t heavy—Caine glanced toward where the lightning was gathering, then softly said “Let’s go” to the giant dragon beneath him.

So Nidhogg turned around and flew toward the giant warship.

She always spoke with such confidence, yet every time at the end, it was always like this.

During this time, the first mate didn’t continue watching the spectacular scene of the specter’s demise, nor did he have the mind to respond to the pirates’ reverent gazes. He only turned his face slightly.

Quietly gazing at the captain’s tightly closed eyes and pale, weary face that made one’s heart ache.

Thinking with some annoyance but more helplessness.

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Just like many times in the past, no matter how confidently victory was painted before battle, she always ended up covered in wounds, and the so-called great victory became a pyrrhic one.

But he blamed himself too—he’d been deceived by her again, or was he being too indulgent?

The young man thought expressionlessly, then after a moment couldn’t help but smile bitterly, feeling that after every storm ended, he always had such reflections.

It was almost becoming a habit…

Soon, accompanied by wind currents and rapidly falling water drops, the giant dragon landed back on deck amid the crew’s fervent, concerned gazes, and the first mate immediately disembarked.

After saying “She should be fine, don’t disturb her too much,” he carried the girl back to the captain’s quarters and didn’t appear before the pirates again.

Compared to the shocking spectacle of the specter’s finale and the subsequent matters his own people could handle, the safety of their captain and lover was naturally more important.

If a monster like her was injured and couldn’t heal herself, there was nothing he could do anyway.

The ship’s doctor, who had initially hidden in the cabin but dared to come on deck to watch the show after hearing the commotion, thought thus, then shifted his gaze from the ship’s tower back to the sea.

“Truly spectacular. Too bad we didn’t bring a painter—it would be wonderful if we could record this scene.”

Gazing at the sight of that great life withering, Anderson couldn’t help but sigh and murmur to himself. Though it was the most fearsome and detestable death, neither he nor the other pirates showed sentiment in their eyes.

Instead, they reflected a strange brilliance, faintly showing the emotion of witnessing a miracle.

And pride from their bloodline—human pride.

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Finally, when the last thunder fell like a finishing hammer, the giant serpent’s main head finally completely stiffened, all life ceasing. The dark coloring covered every inch of its massive body and gradually enveloped Aegis as well.

Even the blazing light between the snake-haired human face’s eyes was completely swallowed and transformed into stone carving.

At this point, this hunt that could be traced back over a thousand years, spanning countless generations—humanity’s mission, indeed all living beings’ mission—finally reached its conclusion.

Naturally, there were cheers on the giant warship and the raven’s triumphant calls, but equally there were those who said nothing, only staring fixedly at the stone sculpture.

The hatred in their eyes gradually faded, replaced by memories and sadness that couldn’t be set aside. Among the usually fierce pirates, some couldn’t help but shed tears.

They were naturally from the Ghost Scythe, people who had once thought to follow that night curtain for life.

Now they had finally avenged their captain.

The specter had truly become that high cliff, receiving the divine might preserved from ancient times. After this, this sea called “Storm Corner” naturally changed.

When all the lightning faded, wind and rain gradually ceased. Even without great power and song, the sea surface returned to calm, and even the dark clouds on the horizon dispersed.

Revealing a clear night sky—that cold stars and moon were no different from what people saw in their homelands. And this naturally meant…

The barrier separating the present world from the old era had perished. The Cursed Sea, which existed only in legend…

Had opened its doors to them.