I used to be much stronger than this mutated dragon. Damn Pirate King, and that bastard who taught them how to deal with me!

Although the witch had given up struggling, she was still unwilling to accept Taylor in her heart, because she knew that Taylor would become the same as her in the future, or even worse off than her. A strange race like this, with three heads, would surely be beaten to ashes by those ordinary people.

The future will no longer be dominated by extraordinary people like them.

Jack, who had just come in, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw the witch throw directly. He didn't expect the witch to throw so quickly.

You used to be a god, how come you surrendered so quickly? Jack had one foot hanging at the door of the tree house, as if he was extremely surprised at such an obedient woman. When he came over, the other party was very arrogant.

Barbossa, who had come in earlier, saw Jack's extremely shocked expression, raised his eyebrows slightly, then pretended not to care and kicked Jack out with his left leg.

"Why!"

Gululululu...Splash! Jack, who was kicked back a step, slipped and tumbled down the stairs with a scream, falling directly into the sea below.

Comfortable~~~~ Barboza, who finally gained a two-point advantage, was overjoyed. Feeling very happy, he stretched out his left hand and rubbed the little monkey's head on his shoulder vigorously.

"sit."

Taylor found a slightly cleaner chair, cleaned it with cleaning magic, and sat on it. Then he pointed to a tree stump opposite and said to Witch Tia.

Looking at Taylor's attitude, people who don't know would think that this tree house actually belongs to Taylor.

The witch was so angry that she gnashed her teeth, but she remained calm on the surface. She even put on a smile that she thought was very beautiful and sat down gracefully.

Little did she know that her behavior was like shit in the eyes of Taylor, who could see through her true self. It was disgusting! After the veins on Taylor's forehead jumped twice, he forcibly suppressed the urge in his heart to grind the other party to ashes and asked.

"You are a god after all, how could you be schemed against by nine ordinary people to this extent?"

This was the point he was most curious about. Generally speaking, even the power of Davy Jones, who could drive sea monsters while piloting the Flying Dutchman, came from this goddess of the sea.

The power of the gods is definitely not weak, but how did they seal up Davy Jones and nine ordinary people who were endowed with their own power? The power that lingered on the body of the Thea witch was essentially an illusion, or a simulation, but it was extremely realistic and could even imitate the sense of touch and other senses of walking.

This kind of illusion is so fragile that it is vulnerable to any attack. The so-called sealing effect is also pitifully weak, more like some inferior magic element manipulation effect.

So what exactly is the thing that really plotted against this god?

Taylor felt that this sealing method was very special, and might even be of great use in the future.

When the witch heard Taylor's question, a trace of resentment obviously flashed across her face. As a former god, she must have deeply understood what she had experienced and the hardships she had to endure over the years. This huge sense of gap was enough to drive her into a madman.

In the witch's mind, Taylor was a non-human like her, and might be even more miserable than her in the future, so she told her experience directly.

The witch looked directly at Taylor, pointed upward with one hand, and said.

"This world is gradually unable to accommodate us. Its carrying capacity is getting weaker and weaker. Many more powerful gods have gradually died out."

"First, the gods under Odin, and then the gods headed by Zeus, all perished one by one. They were truly wiped out. It was the rules of the entire world that wiped them out."

The witch's words were filled with sadness. She was once the majestic goddess of the sea. Noticing Taylor's calm gaze, she couldn't help but shudder and continued.

"All the powerful forces in the world are slowly disappearing. First, the God King is disappearing, then the main gods are disappearing, and finally ordinary gods like me are disappearing."

Is the world degraded? Taylor touched his chin and waved his hand thoughtfully, motioning the witch to continue. The witch, who had now degenerated into a state almost like an ordinary person, swallowed her saliva. She wanted to drink some water but didn't dare to, so she had to speak with a bitter throat.

"Several decades ago, the rules further compressed the power of us, the only gods left. At that time, I didn't want to struggle anymore and just wanted to escape. I dispersed most of my power into the sea."

"The method I adopted at that time was to disperse my divine power, my godhood, and most of my power into the sea. If the world changes in the future, I can still take my power back."

"The strength I had left was enough to sustain my life and safety, but what I didn't expect was that just when I was preparing to retain enough strength, an accident occurred."

At this point, the witch's eyes turned red, and her tone became agitated, mixed with extreme resentment and a desire for revenge that made her wish to grind her enemies to ashes.

"Nine guys who don't know how to live or die are holding crudely made toys and are trying to use these rubbish to draw my power. At the center of these toys is my breath and a trace of power!"

"At that time, I had just lost most of my strength and was in an extremely weak state. I was just about to rest for a while and slowly gather some strength when these nine ignorant mortals appeared. They used my aura to extract the last bit of strength from my body, forcing me to become a mortal like this."

The witch gnashed her teeth and said this, the hatred in her heart almost bursting through the sky.

"In order to prevent being liquidated by the rules, even my own aura completely dissipated. At that time, I was no different from an ordinary fish, and my power was like a floating corpse. It happened to be guided away by these guys with the toys that had my aura on them."

"But in the end, I still gathered a little bit of strength and delivered a final blow, forcibly disrupting the gathering forces and causing them to all return to the sea. I became the mortal I am now, and the nine tokens still contain my aura and a trace of power."

“If one day these nine tokens are completely destroyed, I only need to completely absorb the aura and power contained in them, and I will be able to recall my power that is diffused over the sea again.”

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