CHAPTER 178: CHAPTER 142 SOLO DESTRUCTION OF SHIP_3

The Pirate Ship behind them exploded once again; a pillar of fire shot up into the sky, completely igniting the entire vessel.

It became a bright beacon in the Realm of Pitch Darkness.

It only took Feiyan a short moment to bring them alongside their ship.

With the help of a fallen rope, they hoisted Feiyan up and tied it securely.

Then they tightly bound the four Touchers and tied them to the mast.

Pink mist enveloped the four unconscious individuals once again.

"I will enter their dreams to inquire about information."

With that, Alka dove into the Dream Realm.

As for questioning them in reality, that was practically impossible. As long as these Touchers dared to reveal important information, they would die on the spot.

So Alka had brought these Touchers onto the ship, hoping to extract useful information from their dreams.

Surely, one couldn’t die just for revealing important information in a dream, right? That would be too absurd.

And besides, Alka had some experiments he wanted to try on these pirates.

As he submerged into the dream, Alka immediately noticed four floating bubbles around him.

He randomly chose one and entered.

Upon entering, he found himself looking out at an immensely vast sea, with countless ships sailing across the ocean.

The owner of this dream stood at the bow of the flagship, dressed in an exaggerated captain’s outfit, hands on hips, gazing into the distance.

Alka went right up to the flagship and sat on its edge.

"How does it feel to be a captain?"

"Very good, really good."

"This ship is beautiful. Is it yours?"

"...No."

Alka had seen this flagship before; it was the one his father used.

After some more conversation, Alka gradually steered the discussion toward the main topic.

"Is Andre on this flagship?"

"Yes, he’s locked up here."

Upon hearing this, a smile spread across Alka’s face. He had finally confirmed Andre’s exact information.

"How has he been? Is his life in any danger?"

Hearing this, the pirate hesitated for a moment but still replied, "He should be doing alright. The captain sometimes tells us to treat him well, and other times to interrogate him thoroughly."

"But the captain said you must go to Elcott Island on the Day of the Festival, or he’ll dispose of him."

Upon hearing this, Alka’s brow furrowed. Good news and bad news had arrived simultaneously.

The Day of the Festival was a grand celebration of the Holy Mother, akin to New Year’s in this sea region.

It was a day to thank the Holy Mother for her protection, though Alka had no idea exactly how long it would be until then.

They had been in the Realm of Pitch Darkness for over half a year, long having lost track of time.

After thinking for a moment, he asked directly, "How much longer until the Day of the Festival?"

"Just a month and a half. A month and a half left... No, I have to find you."

After speaking, Alka was directly expelled from the bubble.

The bubble shattered and vanished before him, indicating the dream’s owner had awakened. This sudden change left Alka somewhat bewildered. Can someone really wake up like that? It seemed that by reminding the pirate of something important in the dream, Alka had caused him to jolt awake. This feeling must be akin to thinking it’s a day off and planning to sleep in, only to suddenly remember you have to work and abruptly wake up.Though surprising, this yielded some new information about the Dream Realm.

Alka brought his consciousness back to reality and saw that one of the pirates had woken up. However, Chadite and his group already had the pirate under control, so Alka submerged back into the Dream Realm.

He hadn’t finished asking his questions; he had to seize this chance to fully grasp information about the Prayer for the Dead Pirate Gang.

He once again entered another pirate’s dream.

However, this pirate’s dream was of a peaceful farmstead.

He was continuously farming, and unless Alka asked him questions related to farming or plants, he showed no intention of answering.

This person’s dream isn’t suitable for inquiry.

Alka switched dreams once again.

This time, the dream transformed into a deserted island, where a pirate sat quietly in the center, staring blankly at the sky.

Alka walked over and sat down. He casually asked a couple of questions and found that the pirate answered whatever he was asked.

Just like a talking tree.

...Wait, does he actually think he’s a talking tree?

"What do you think of Sifus?"

"He’s a true madman. One moment he’s wildly enraged, the next he’s elegantly composed."

A madman, huh... Alka mused, then shifted his line of questioning.

"Do you know what Treasure he possesses?"

"It’s a flag, about arm-length, bearing the insignia of the Prayer for the Dead Pirate Gang."

"What abilities does this Treasure hold?"

Alka’s tone grew excited. If I can just learn the Treasure’s abilities, then he’ll be much easier to deal with. It’s the unknown that’s frightening.

"I don’t know. He’s never displayed it, except for when he elevated us to Touchers."

Hearing this, Alka couldn’t help but feel disappointed. What a pity. A real shame.

Recollecting himself, he began questioning again. He had to utilize this excellent opportunity to ask all his questions.

"How powerful is he?"

"Very powerful. I’ve never seen anyone more powerful. He typically attacks using thrown cards and a staff."

"The thrown cards have various abilities, each incredibly formidable."

"..."

This left Alka silent, his brow furrowed.

What does this mean?

His father mastered Jack’s combat techniques? Does that mean Jack likely left behind items of legacy in ordinary Treasures, which his father then acquired? Or perhaps... there are other possibilities.