The Boss Was Taken Down by a Minion-His Own Minion

"Bite!!"

A crisp sound of swords clashing.

Russell and David Jones's swords clashed, and after a brief struggle, Russell pushed against the back of the Adamantium Blade, unleashing all his strength to pin David Jones against the side of the ship.

On both ships, figures could be seen fighting everywhere, soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, seafood and miscellaneous fish fighting each other. No one dared to set foot on Russell and David Jones' battlefield. Both sides were very sensible and did not overestimate their abilities to disturb them.

"Captain David Jones forever, what's wrong with you? Have you turned from an octopus into a spineless shrimp?" Russell pressed down hard with his knife, pinning David Jones down so he couldn't move, while unleashing his full barrage of Poison Tongue to distract him. "Actually, starfish are more suitable for you. They can regenerate themselves, and even if you cut them off, new ones will grow back."

Octopuses can regenerate themselves!

David Jones's face turned ashen, and he was internally raging. Since the start of the fight, Russell's chatter hadn't stopped, and the topic had always revolved around his masculine strengths.

The constant chatter and ribbing, the various taunts and sarcastic remarks, were driving him crazy. Luckily, he was an octopus; if he were a pufferfish, he would have been furious.

"Say what you have to say now, or I'll make sure you never speak again." David Jones's body merged into the ship's side, his entire body sank and disappeared, then he rose from the deck and slashed down at Russell's back.

Russell dodged to the side, then with a backhand slash of his longsword, severed several octopus tentacles. David Jones, in pain, was repeatedly attacked, finally taking a flying kick to the chest and sinking into the sea with a thud.

The ship was very close to the whirlpool of the Great Tsunami. The spiraling, sinking black cavity was like a bottomless pit. Russell gave up the idea of pursuing it after just one glance. David Jones could climb out of the sea if he fell in, but if he fell in, he would be filling the sea hole.

On the deck of the Flying Dutchman, the seafood crew and pirates were locked in a fierce battle, their small groups making the deck unusually crowded. Russell drew his gun and fired continuously, sending seafood dishes flying into the water, not to inflict serious casualties, but simply to relieve some of the pressure on the pirates.

Before long, David Jones, soaking wet, surfaced from below the deck, his eyes bloodshot, and met Russell. The two were evenly matched in strength and weapons, each displaying exquisite swordsmanship, and for a short time, they were evenly matched.

Russell went easy on him, otherwise David Jones wouldn't have lasted this long; he used a Skill Card.

[Skill Card: Fencing Master (Your swordsmanship is world-class)]

Russell obtained Skill Card from Schmidt. The card has the permanent skill 'Master Swordsman'. It's useless to keep it but a pity to discard it. The purpose of using it is to gain some experience in swordsmanship and try to upgrade the permanent skill to another level.

The effect is mediocre. Each move is highly disciplined, combining strength and beauty in a complementary way, but it lacks a sharp, aggressive aura, belonging to aristocratic swordsmanship. To put it bluntly, it's swordsmanship used in one-on-one duels and competitions. It's fine in one-on-one situations, but it falls short in chaotic battlefields.

However, to upgrade one's swordsmanship, one must learn from the strengths of others. Every swordsmanship has its unique advantages, and a true master is one who can discard the disadvantages and incorporate the advantages into their own.

The two exchanged blows, seemingly unable to determine a winner in a short time. In fact, David Jones was quite skilled, and in terms of swordsmanship, he was one of the best in the world.

He wasn't a prodigy, nor was he guided by a famous teacher; it was all because he couldn't die even if he wanted to. Anyone can live longer than a tortoise, and with a little diligence, anyone can achieve remarkable success in certain fields.

After a series of attacks and defenses, Russell finished digesting the experience from the Skill Card, and his sword style suddenly changed.

David Jones was caught off guard and, in his haste, had his longsword deflected by a single move, before being sliced into a human... octopus stick by a fierce, sweeping sword aura.

Russell kicked the limbs off the deck into the sea to feed the fish, one after another. Behind him David Jones, having recovered from his injuries, stood up with a cold smile.

"It's no use. I'm Immortal Body. You can never kill me." David Jones picked up a longsword at random. "But you can't. I only need to knock you down once to end this fight."

"You have a fatal weakness in your heart, what kind of Immortal Body do you have!" Russell scoffed. There is no absolute immortality in the world. All life has birth and Immortal Body is just to find the right way to kill.

"Yes, my heart is indeed my fatal weakness," David Jones readily admitted, calmly adding, "But you won't have the chance. I won't let you find it."

Russell reached out and took out the key from his Space Ring, slipped it onto his index finger and shook it. "That's not necessarily true. Jack has already gone to look for the Dead Man's Chest. You'd better pray he doesn't find it, or the Flying Dutchman will have to change captains today."

David Jones's face turned frosty, and he scoffed, "So what? I'll take the keys back right now..."

As he was speaking, his expression suddenly changed drastically. Clutching his chest, he staggered back to the ship's railing, looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, his eyes filled with deep longing, and murmured to himself, "Ca... Ly... Pusso!"

After reciting the name of his beloved goddess, David Jones slowly closed his eyes, kicked off the ship's side, and plunged into the deep sea, completely merging with the ocean.

Russell: "..."

Dead!?

Then... what is the significance of the key?

Russell shook his head violently. This was not the time to be speechless. Who killed David Jones, Jack, or Turner?

"It's probably Turner. He just kissed Elizabeth, so he's destined for this."

As Russell was thinking this, he saw all the seafood crew members stop fighting and rush into the cabin. Someone had killed David Jones, and the group, following the ship's will, went to dig out the new captain's heart.

"Everyone, return to the Black Pearl. David Jones is dead. We need to get out of the deep-sea whirlpool as soon as possible." After saying this, Russell ignored everyone else and was the first to grab the rope and swing across the whirlpool.

The battle ended as quickly as it began. Before the pirates could even figure out what had happened, they saw Russell's receding figure and hurriedly followed him back to the Black Pearl.

On the other side, Barbossa, seeing that the battle was over, ordered his men to fire cannons to break the masts that the two ships were clinging to, then quickly turned the rudder and sailed into the upper current of the whirlpool, slowly climbing out.

Russell stood on the ship's railing, watching the Flying Dutchman gradually shrink, and sighed, "Turner, going ashore only once every ten years, these days are going to be tough!"

What Russell really wanted to say was that Turner should be careful, since he only goes ashore once every ten years, and he might have a five-year-old son now. But that was too hurtful and inappropriate for the current atmosphere. Elizabeth overheard it and held a grudge, sneaking up on him in the middle of the night for a quick kiss.

"Slurp slurp~~ Pop!"

The familiar sound of saliva being exchanged came from behind. Russell stiffened his neck and turned around, only to see Turner embracing Elizabeth.

It wasn't him!

Russell's eyes widened suddenly. If it wasn't Turner who stabbed him in the heart, could it be Jack?

Thinking about it carefully, it's actually quite possible. In the movie, Jack was obsessed with sailing the seas forever and wanted to replace David Jones as the new captain. Now that the Black Pearl has been taken over by Russell, he's lost his ship and his desire for the Flying Dutchman has only grown stronger.

"Jack, that guy, he's really quick..."

Jack: "Captain, did you call me?"

Russell: "..."

"Dear Captain, are you planning to go back to your hometown to get married after this battle and entrust the Black Pearl to me?" Jack suddenly leaned out from the side, squeezed next to the dumbfounded Russell, and patted his chest to assure him, "Don't worry, I am the best captain of the Black Pearl than Barbossa."

It wasn't Turner, nor Jack. Could it be that some pirate got lucky and succeeded?

Russell quickly looked down at the Flying Dutchman, focusing his Magic Power in his eyes as he gazed into the distance, and asked, "Jack, who killed David Jones?"

Upon hearing this, Jack slumped against the ship's railing, looking utterly heartbroken, and stammered, "Turner and I found David Jones' heart in the captain's cabin. There are two Britain naval soldiers guarding it, and they've got cannons aimed at the heart..."

On the Flying Dutchman, the seafood sailors went up to the deck, took the helm, and plunged into the deep sea. Russell, with his sharp eyes, spotted a figure wearing a captain's hat near the helm; the hat belonged to David Jones.

Who is it?!

Russell looked closely and saw Britain British sailor in a dark blue naval uniform, weeping bitterly.

Russell: (_)

Who the hell are you?!

"I wanted to steal the heart and stab myself, but Turner fell down and made a sound, and those two cowards opened fire, shattering the heart on the spot..." Jack sighed, his great opportunity was gone just like that, he was really unlucky.

Russell: "..."

The boss was pushed by a minion, and it was even one of his own minions! David Jones died with his eyes wide open in disbelief!