The tentacles of Paul the Octopus moved with a casual dismissiveness, as slight as a child flicking a marble, almost carelessly so, But a child flicks marbles. (Novel Net){Hand/Type for first release} And this octopus was flicking… a lead bullet fired from a gun, traveling at an initial velocity of 543 meters per second!

Paul the Octopus defending his master! It actually intervened at this critical moment!

With a faint snap, Fang Senyan didn't even have time to clearly see what happened before he watched the young man from the Fogg family, that C. Zorro standing before him, fly backward.

The impact on his head was so immense that his head was violently thrown back. The lead bullet, reflected by the octopus’s tentacle, shot back at nearly ten times its original speed.

It first struck the young man’s brow bone, the immense kinetic energy instantly piercing the hard frontal skull, leaving a peanut-sized black mark where his glabella should be. The moment it entered his brain, the lead fragmented, the remnants, still traveling at extremely high speeds, churning his brain into chaos, then violently blasting outward.

This ripped open a bowl-sized hole in the back of his skull, spraying blood and brain matter outward in a fan, filling the air with an indescribably pungent, metallic stench! In that single moment, even Davy Jones’s face contorted into an expression of indescribable horror.

Usually, he looked as if the entire ocean could capsize without eliciting anything more than a hearty laugh; it was hard to imagine such terror appearing on his features. Fang Senyan, gasping for breath, noticed a series of prompts: “Based on your perception, you will receive the following combat information.” “Warning: Your perception does not suppress Contractor No.

4421; most of your combat information will also be known to them!” “Contractor No. 4421 has activated ability: Force Barrier.

Impact.” “You have been hit head-on by Force Barrier. Impact, you will suffer 110 points of Force damage.

Actual damage sustained after Stamina damage reduction is: 93 Health Points.” “Force Barrier. Impact special effect determination ongoing… Your Spirit is 4 points; your exemption roll failed.” “You will be thrown seven meters; if collision occurs during the throw, you will suffer secondary additional damage.” “You have suffered impact, suffering 60 points of Physical damage.

Actual damage sustained after Stamina reduction is 49 points. Your innate talent, Toughness, has activated; actual damage sustained is 25 points.” “Force… damage?” A thousand thoughts raced through Fang Senyan’s mind.

He immediately connected this ability to its source. Without a doubt, the Force (eFre) was the core concept of the Star Wars film series, sometimes referred to as the Divine Power or the Great Might.

The Force was an ethereal, supernatural, yet omnipresent mysterious power, an energy field created by all living things! If categorized precisely, the Force could be divided into four types: the Light Side, the Dark Side, the Unifying Force, and the Life Force.

Clearly, Contractor No. 4421 had mastered this miraculous ability, though it seemed to be only the basics, not yet specialized in any single category.

Nevertheless, the terrifying power she had just displayed had severely wounded Fang Senyan! If this Contractor were operating alone, Fang Senyan might have risked a fight, but unfortunately, they were a team, and this individual was clearly a core member of that group… At this moment, Fang Senyan also noticed the group of Contractors.

Some stared at the horribly mangled corpse on the deck, others looked toward the bewildered Davy Jones in the distance; their expressions held a hint of anger, but more so, a sense of confusion and helplessness! In this atmosphere, where even the air seemed frozen, a large, mechanical, rigid voice sounded: “Main Storyline Mission: The Curse of Davy Jones is complete.” “Morgan Fogg, the fourth-generation direct blood heir of the Fogg family, has been killed by Davy Jones’s pet, the Norwegian Sea Monster.” “Main Storyline Mission Completion Rate: 51%.” As this booming voice resonated, the entire Flying Dutchman shuddered, as if caught in the eye of a massive storm.

All the pirates on board cried out, clutching their heads in agony. Davy Jones stood rooted to the spot, his enchanted miniature fishbowl shattering with a crack, spraying glass shards and water all over him.

Paul the Octopus tumbled out and began to swell at an astonishing rate; its eight tentacles writhed and grew, piercing the deck planks above with ease as it hauled itself onto the deck, dropping into the sea. It then transformed into a giant, grayish-white monster, its forty-foot tentacles writhing toward the sky as if in protest to the heavens, its basin-sized suckers churning before it slowly sank beneath the waves!

Seeing this, Fang Senyan finally understood the origin of the behemoth serving under Davy Jones, known as the Norwegian Sea Monster. At this moment, Davy Jones clutched his head and let out a painful shriek!

This scream spread outward like a shockwave, inflicting indiscriminate damage on everyone within nearly a kilometer radius. The area around his body was a wreck, as if a Category 12 typhoon had just passed through.

It was clear to see that a transformation was beginning at his head—a slight, pale blue translucency, initially appearing on his head and rapidly spreading downwards! In the end, Davy Jones’s appearance became strikingly malevolent.

His left side was indistinguishable from a normal human, but his entire right side was completely this pale blue transparency! Looking only at Davy Jones’s right side, two words aptly described him: Phantom.

And a chilling aura permeated the Flying Dutchman, as if the temperature had instantly dropped ten degrees! Immediately, all the pirates roared madly; their bodies also began to exhibit this semi-spectral quality.

The Contractors had already gathered together, running with all their might toward the deck. These mutated pirates were naturally unwilling to let them escape and pressed forward onto the deck.

However, the sun was blazing high overhead, and as soon as these pirates touched the sunlight, the mutated half of their bodies immediately emitted a faint blue-green smoke, accompanied by painful cries, causing them to retreat back into the shadowed cabins. Witnessing this, a passage suddenly reappeared in Fang Senyan's mind: “In the name of my soul and bloodline, I swear that we shall forge a future together, and even our descendants shall live in peace, generation after generation.

The bloodline of the violator shall boil, their breath shall cease, the sun’s radiance shall cause their skin to rot, and the breath of the land shall fetter their steps.” He let out a deep sigh. He had thought he could prevent this from happening, but ultimately, these people had succeeded.

When undertaking the continuous missions in this world, Fang Senyan had once obtained a message in a bottle, containing a piece of parchment whose writing was mostly faded. Its contents involved some extremely malicious oaths and curses, signed at the end by Bernard Fogg and Gubo Jones.

Fang Senyan naturally knew Bernard Fogg as the founder of Tortuga Castle, but he had never found any clue about Gubo Jones in this world. Fang Senyan had only vaguely speculated that he might be related to Davy Jones, as the surnames were similar.

To naively assume a connection based solely on that would be as absurd as thinking Li Ka-shing and Li Jiaxin were related by blood. He had planned to investigate this discrepancy thoroughly in the next world.

The reason he chose to offer the wealth of Tortuga Port Castle to Davy Jones was part of this larger scheme, but he hadn't expected these Contractors to beat him to the punch and extract the largest profit from this unknown variable. The two sides entered a stalemate.

Fang Senyan knew that the Contractors, having been injured by Davy Jones’s agonizing scream earlier, had been pulled into a combat state. They were now waiting for that state to expire so they could immediately return to the Nightmare Space.

After standing on the deck bathing in the sunlight, these Contractors realized the pirates dared not approach, and they immediately relaxed. Arguments began to break out, gradually escalating, presumably due to internal disagreements over distribution.

At this moment, one Contractor roughly shoved a companion aside, stood up, and roared toward the cabin: “Contractor No. 1018, your skull will definitely become one of my collectibles!” His shout carried a dizzying, soul-stirring quality; even from that distance, Fang Senyan felt his blood surge, but he merely smiled: “Hearing you say that, I am honored, and greatly relieved.” The Contractor’s expression was priceless; he had absolutely not expected such a response.

He could only curse something akin to "idiot" under his breath. Just then, the Contractor who commanded the Force walked up to him and said coldly: “You don’t understand why he would say that?” The speaker’s voice was crisp and cool; it turned out to be a woman’s voice!

Yet, her authority within the team was evidently high. The rough-mannered Contractor immediately became subdued in front of her, suppressing his anger as he growled: “Zi… must I kill him?” Zi glanced toward the cabin, and her look held a sharpness that was breathtakingly seductive: “Contractor No.

1018 clearly wanted to stop Davy Jones from falling into our trap, but he ultimately failed, so naturally, he is very frustrated. For you to jump out and shout that you must kill him only highlights the significant loss his failure brought us… That’s why he feels relieved!”