Apart from the fortress-like naval base above, which looked somewhat presentable, the town below was full of crudely built wooden houses, and few people here followed the most basic personal hygiene.

Damn this place, damn this environment! Taylor's face was livid. He used the slightly active elements around him to create a dense protective film for his life. Even the soles of his shoes were supported by the barely perceptible wind element. He really didn't want to step on this muddy and smelly road.

"To be honest, I really regret coming to such a place. If there wasn't a god waiting for me to capture, I would have already classified this place as a forbidden area. There is no hygiene at all..."

Taylor, with a very grim look on his face, muttered to himself. He felt that he simply could not stand this place. At first, when he looked at it through the mirror, he thought it was just a little dirty, but now when he stepped here in person, he found that it was not only dirty, but also messy and smelly.

After casually throwing a small gold brick to buy a manor far away from the town, Taylor opened the space storage ring in his hand and released Hawks and his three subordinates.

"Owner."

As soon as Hawks and his companions appeared, they left four pairs of deep steel-like footprints on the soft soil of the manor. Taylor waved his hand and used a temporary enchantment to reduce the weight of Hawks and his companions, and transformed their appearance into four armored knights holding greatswords through magical illusions.

Hawks is a 1.9-meter-tall man wearing steel knight armor with a three-headed dragon mark on his chest and a rough sword on his back.

The other three Achilles warriors were smaller than Hawks, about 1.8 meters tall each, and wore knight armor made of steel. However, the decorations were simpler than Hawks's, and each of them carried a rough sword on his back.

After releasing Hawkes and the others, Taylor was obviously in a much better mood. He pointed at the shabby manor and said to Hawkes and the others.

"Although I can't stay here for a few days... forget it, just clean up this place quickly."

“…………”

Taylor was too lazy to clean up this shabby manor which was relatively cleaner than the town, so he simply let Hawkes and the others do the work for him.

Taylor himself was floating in the air like a weightless piece of paper, holding a book in his hand and reading it with relish.

Hawks, who was leading his men to tidy up this shabby manor, was also full of disgust. As soon as he swung the shovel, he found that the shovel was too brittle. He broke the shovel in half with a slight movement.

In the end, Taylor made four shovels and two hammers with his bare hands using energy-conducting iron, and asked Hawkes and his team to tidy up the manor. Finally, after performing some very simple brightening and dust removal enchantments, Taylor and his team officially moved into the manor.

Taylor directly converted the hall of this manor into his own temporary laboratory. He took out a magic element analyzer and began to use his tongue to distinguish the density and composition of the elements contained in the air here. Then, combined with the analysis results of the magic element analyzer, Taylor finally came to a conclusion about this world.

The magical elements in this world, the so-called extraordinary factors and elemental powers, are slowly decreasing at a speed invisible to the naked eye. This means that in about 100 years, there may be no magical elements in this world.

The potential of this world itself is slowly declining. In the future, people in this world will no longer possess any powerful supernatural powers in their entire lives, and the supernatural powers that once existed will gradually decline and die due to the lack of such supernatural factors.

In other words, 100 years later, the goddess of the sea, the tokens of the nine pirate kings, Blackbeard's magic and his strange ship, the curse of the undead, etc. will all be reduced to ashes.

I guess so.

After understanding the overall situation of this world, Taylor no longer had any intention of setting up anything in this world. He took what he needed and let this world fend for itself.

Whether in terms of group power or individual power, Taylor is already the most powerful force in the world, bar none, except for the god who is being plotted against by a group of mortals.

He took out a book from the space storage ring. This book contained some thoughts of a wizard on the dissection of a god of the water element. A large part of it was practical stuff, mainly describing the techniques and some precautions encountered, as if this book was created just to kill some gods who provoked the wizard.

It is also specifically stated in it that if one wants to dissect a god of an alien race, one must first ensure that it has no power to resist. Even moving its eyes or thinking actively is not allowed. It is best to have the other party in a state of death.

Don't think that it's a great thing to perform a live dissection on level one and level two creatures. In fact, even if a level three creature has lost the ability to resist and can only stare, it will still trigger the laws to give you a cruel blow behind your back.

Although in some ways, the results of the vivisection research of those non-human gods, as well as the power of blood runes and the flow of magic power of body runes in the living state are very tempting, but if there is no possibility of absolute suppression, it is better to let the opponent be in a state of death.

Taylor took out the book with complicated patterns on the surface and two cross-shaped scalpels in the middle. He held the book in both hands and read it carefully page by page. This would be very helpful for his subsequent analysis of a sea goddess who was being plotted against by mortals.

Hawks and his men were guarding the four corners of the manor with big swords (chain swords) in hand to prevent some blind thieves from disturbing their master's studies.

…………………………

Three days later

In the canyon where the sea flows outside the Royal Port, a middle-aged man with thick smoky makeup on his face, dreadlocks, a triangular captain's hat, a red turban with holes under the hat, a tattered pirate coat, a long knife hanging around his waist, and a compass that could not point north came here in a leaky boat.

“Oh~~~~”

Seeing the pirate skeletons hanging on the big rocks at the outermost part of the canyon, Captain Jack took off his tricorn hat, swung his hand in a pretentious salute, and then continued to hold his bucket and scoop out the water that had leaked in bit by bit.

The stolen boat that I finally managed to escape from the island of exile is leaking, and there’s also that difficult woman…

When will I go back to Turga Harbor?

Countless thoughts flashed through Jack's mind, but he felt that the most important thing for him was to take back his Black Pearl first. He heard that the Black Pearl had appeared quite frequently during this period.

(End of this chapter)