Wails and whiplashes filled the room, and the salivating dog Peel listened to these sounds, but felt a little more at ease. Since the destruction of his Fang Fang pirate group, he has been living a life of exile, until he got on the slave ship of his cousin, Damon, and was able to escape temporarily.

He still vividly remembers the scene of the battle with the Golden Beard Pirates.

There are golden beard warships in all directions, the flames are like a purgatory scene, and the cannonballs are whistling like rain. The Pudding, which is known for its defensive power, quickly fell apart under the bombardment of the opponent's magic ship. Not only the warship, but the men sent by the Golden Beard are also desperately powerful, and they are able to run on the sea and unleash an attack that is enough to destroy the hull of the ship. Even the sky above was blocked, and a flock of eagles were flying around, dropping flaming packs of explosives incessantly.

Peel's eyes froze, and the scene of the booming fire in his eyes disappeared. He will never forget this unforgettable scene, let alone the person who brought him such misfortune.

"Tank, sooner or later, I will eat you. Only by taking one bite can you solve the hatred in my heart!" Peel said in a low voice, and the sharp canine teeth made a "crunching" rubbing sound. The left half of its face had been burned, and the charred, twisted skin was now covered with a mask. The burnt left eye was not blind, but the eyelid and the skin fused together, shrinking to the size of a bean, and the cold gaze penetrated through such a tiny gap.

"Okay, my cousin, it's been so many days, don't hang your head down, don't the hot girls before going to sea make you happy?" A rough voice sounded.

Pil thanked this cousin for taking him in, but he also understood that the reason why the other party did this was mostly because of his own strength as a fifth-order swordsman. He is now the bodyguard of this slave fleet. Although his head is still being rewarded by Golden Beard, this is the frozen land continent, far away from the sea of ​​beautiful dreams and the sea of ​​gems. And he has changed beyond recognition, even he himself does not recognize himself.

Danmon put down the blood-stained and salt-stained leather whip. The leather whip was as thick as a human wrist. As he walked over step by step, the deck trembled. This strong orc man was nearly three yards tall, like a pile of muscles. into the mountains. Although it is bigger than Peel by more than a circle, its strength is only a Tier 3 fighter.

The orc slave who had been beaten by Dammon just now was silent, but not dead yet. This room was dedicated to punishing slaves and was where Dammons had fun.

"You won't be able to laugh when your five slave ships are crushed by Goldenbeard." Peel's voice was extremely cold.

"Come on. Cousin, you underestimate me. My fleet was also attacked by the Empire's slave convoy, and I lost half my life, but I still drink and play with women the next day." Dan Meng lowered his stout body, and the stench from his mouth sprayed on Peel's face, "Cousin, you should be fair, you have killed a lot of people, right? Who should they turn to to reason with? We just live Beast in the jungle, how fair it is that you eat me today and I eat you tomorrow."

"I can kill others, but I can't tolerate others stepping on my head."

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't say that I won't let you take revenge, or that I want a basin of cold water to douse your anger. I mean, don't let hatred affect your good mood. Think about it, God gave us this good physique What is it used for?"

Peel was silent.

Dammon justified and said: "Of course it's for indulging in fun. Our iron body will not be damaged even if we use it. Whenever I'm not happy, I play all day and night, and I drink a bucket a day. I had **** with more than a dozen women, and if I didn't feel strong enough, I would kill the women I had **** with on the bed and listen to their screams when they were there. I made my head go blank, except for happiness Besides, nothing. Cousin, that's my life hack, you should try it."

"You are escaping."

"I'm not against myself." Damon shrugged.

"I won't be happy unless I can kill Tangke myself." Pil gritted his teeth.

"And what about Goldenbeard?" Danmon asked maliciously.

"Tanke is the mastermind behind the scenes, the initiator of everything!"

"I think it's you who's really running away." Dammon's tiger-like eyes narrowed and he sneered.

Peel, feeling like a lit dynamite keg, stood up and was about to spew out his rage.

Danmon burst into laughter, gearing up to take on his cousin's wrath.

A knock on the door interrupted Peel's progress, and he turned his head and stared viciously at the door.

"Come on! Leave him alone, let us both bleed a little." Danmon waved at his cousin, and was ready to fight.

Peel, however, did not want to obey his cousin, so he restrained his anger, walked to the door, and opened the stale door.

"Boss Damon, we found a ghost ship! Come out and see!" said the orc sailor in a panic.

Peel is familiar with the various versions of the ghost ship story, and he has encountered it twice, but they are only two old ships that are too worn out. There are no ghosts on the ships. Some are just old sailors and freshly caught fish. . However, no matter how many stories are compiled, no matter how many Oolong incidents you encounter, as long as you are a sailor, you will not dare to despise the ghost ship, the incarnation of a nightmare.

Ghost ships are real, like Ewing's ship, the Necromancer. That ship full of plague and death, anyone who touches it will not end well.

Peel walked out with a sullen face, with Damon following excitedly.

There was a mess on the open deck, not only the rigging and objects, but also the group of orc sailors panicked. Dammon used punches and kicks to calm everyone's panic. Peel looked at the sea. Today, there was sea fog, and the white expanse seemed to be driving on the Nether River.

"Where is the ghost ship?"

The orc sailor handed over the rusted telescope, and Peel took it, looking out with his intact right eye.

"The ship is in the fog, it's dark, the water under the ship is also dyed black, and there is a devil's face on the ship!"

"Shut up." Peel yelled, he had seen the ship with his own eyes, so there was no need for the sailor to rant. The two sides are very close, so they can see the other's ship through the white fog. The ship was indeed a bit weird, it was black all over, and even the sea below it was black.

"Damn, how can there be a ghost ship in this daytime?" Danmon asked, scratching his head.

"Boss Damon, what should we do?"

The orc sailors asked frantically, and most of them suggested stopping the ship, or staying away from the black ghost ship.

Danmon didn't want to give the order: "Damn, I'm curious about ghost ships, but I don't want to have a close contact with ghost ships. No matter if the ship is real or not, let him get out of here. His course is different from ours, as long as he doesn't come over it's fine."

"No! We're going to rush!" Peel shouted suddenly excitedly, his claws sinking the telescope.

"Why? Are you crazy?" Danmon asked in surprise.

Peel lowered his binoculars, his eyes blazing fiercely.

"That black ship is flying the pirate flag of the Dragon Pirates!"

at the same time.

"Tangke, when will I be able to meet someone? It's been so many days, I'm really going to suffocate me." Dadarian complained, the fishing rod in his hand suddenly tightened, and the flexible fishing rod was caught in the sea water. The fish in it was pulled down to the waist. Only then did his complexion improve a little, and when he pulled it, he caught a plump cod fish two palms long.

On the open deck of the Black Pearl, Tangke was sitting opposite Elizabeth and eating grilled fish. The small oven was burning red. The fish on the iron net had been grilled black and hot, and the fish had a drooling aroma. The bean-sized oil sometimes fell on the iron net, making a sizzling sound. Originally, foggy days were not suitable for going out. Tangke also explained some scientific reasons with great heart, but he still failed to stop this grilled fish feast. Both Elizabeth and Dadarian were in high spirits, or they had nothing to do.

"I've waited for thirty years, how many days are there? Don't worry, we're on the route now. Many businessmen travel from here to and from the Sea of ​​Dreams and the Frozen Land. It shouldn't be difficult for them to come across a ship." Tang Ke soothed, put a grilled fish to his mouth, took a bite, the delicious aroma filled his mouth, and his taste buds were greatly satisfied.

After the Black Pearl escaped from the Sea of ​​Clouds, it went directly to the Duel Island, and it has been sailing for a week now.

As for the group of elves, Tang Ke spent 150 reward points in exchange for a boat that was enough to carry 500 people, and gave them enough food, a compass, and a nautical chart, and then sent the elves away, leaving them to the elves They roam the world. This group of elves came to the vast world in order to realize their dreams. It would be too embarrassing to die in the sea before seeing the land. Tang Ke thought about it, and this was the only time he gave so many things to the elves. In addition, Donk also sold Dadarian a favor.

During the voyage, Tonke also recruited a ship repairer and several carpentry sailors, and asked these people to quickly repair the broken mast of the Black Pearl. It was the first time he showed his summoning ability in front of Dadarian and Elizabeth, and both of them were naturally surprised. But everyone is their own person, no matter how you explain it, it is easy to handle. Tangke still regarded himself as a summoner, and the two had nothing to do but believe.

So much has happened during this time.

Right now, hundreds of stupid monsters looked at the grilled fish in Tangke's hands, drooling with greed, but no one dared to go forward.

"The elves are so nice. Dadarian is already thirty years old, and he still looks like a beautiful boy." Elizabeth envied.

"It's better if I say the girl of the elf tribe. She's only a teenager on the outside, but she's an adult at heart. If she gets married, tsk tsk..." Tangke deliberately stopped talking.

"It's beautiful to think about, but you still want to harm the little elf girl." Elizabeth snorted savagely, secretly raised her boots, and stepped on Tangke's feet to show punishment.

Donk laughed. "When will you let me 'disaster'? If I harm you, I won't have time to harm others. You are also taking a risk for your female compatriots. This is the behavior of a great hero in women's middle school."

"Don't be complacent~lightnovelpub.net~ It's not certain who is the 'scourge'." She pursed the corner of her mouth, her red lips curved into a crescent moon, and the silver earrings trembled a few times, shining brightly, showing her beauty even more .

"Okay. I'm very much looking forward to the day when I'm 'scourge' by you." Tangke smiled unscrupulously.

On the side of the ship, Dadarian said two words in succession, but the two were immersed in the two-person world, and they regarded him as air, he frowned and said depressedly: "Hey, did you listen to me? what?"

Still no one answered, Tangke was pinching Elizabeth's small, crystal-like nose while he was saying something. Elizabeth narrowed her eyes and let it touch her.

"Come on, I'll go fishing." D'Addarian turned his head dejectedly and continued to look at the fishing line ahead and the mist ahead. In the misty mist like a fairyland, several black shadows appeared, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the shadow of a ship. His previous relaxed expression disappeared, and he suddenly jumped up, and the fishing rod dropped into the sea.

Tangke caught Dadarian's abnormal behavior in the corner of his vision, his smile froze, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ship! There's a ship!" Dadarian jumped like a child.