The storm was raging on the sea, and the huge fleet was floating in the rough waves.

This is a daunting fleet. After more than ten years of accumulation, the fleet has eliminated the original merchant ships and replaced them all with battleships armed to the teeth - most of them came from the defeated English Navy.

A small part comes from those powerful pirates.

The name of the flagship is the Intrepid Revenge, a name given by the King of the Caribbean himself after he recaptured the battleship.

At this time, on the deck of the Intrepid Revenge, dozens of sailors were pulling cables and controlling the sails in the heavy rain. They didn't care about the fatal danger brought by the storm, and they were even in the mood to chat.

"After defeating England's newly arrived navy, we can go ashore to rest for a while, right?"

A black man who looked quite strong was tying the cable skillfully while asking the man next to him.

"Newcomers are always so anxious." The man held a pipe in his mouth. In such a heavy rain, the pipe would naturally not light up. This seemed to be his habit: "I remember this is your first time to get a curse, and you have never had it before.

Have you recovered?"

"I joined a year ago." The black man showed a painful expression: "I originally thought that immortality would be a happy thing, but I didn't expect that it would be so painful. I feel pain every day... no, every minute.

I want to lift this damn curse, enjoy good food, and sleep with three or five women."

"It's only been a year." The man showed a trace of disdain: "Just bear with it, his luck is wrong. Every time the curse is lifted, it is a small matter for the fleet. The longest time, you have endured it for more than eight years."

The white man nodded respectfully and couldn't help but ask, "Boss, did you hear that he was one of the first batch-"

The woman's expression changed slightly. I stared at the white man and said, "Where did he hear the news?"

Pat.

"Mr. Tang... is just a special person."

"Shut up, his fledgling scum knows nothing!"

The white man was horrified to find that his leader's tone revealed unconcealable fear.

Having said that, I opened my eyes and suddenly laughed to myself.

"When I was cleaning the deck today, I happened to pass by the captain's cabin——" The white man swallowed and said, "You heard some news."

"Isn't it that exaggerated?" The white man asked questioningly: "Am I weak? Am I also a dead person?"

"A person like him might even dare to look directly at me."

The white man obviously did not give up because of the woman's few warnings. I glanced aside a few times and said in a high-pitched voice: "Boss, is he related to the Oriental that the villain Norrington has been looking for?"

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"The methods used by villain Norrington to reward you... have always been thought up by me. He can't imagine the fear and power you felt when you faced this woman..."

"It's amazing." The white man opened his mouth: "You heard that there are not many people who would rather die than become dead again before the curse is lifted."

Snap!

"Don't ask about things that should be asked." The woman glanced at me, but still answered: "You are indeed."

"It's such a confusing choice." The expression on the white man's face was a mixture of anticipation and fear, "Yes... you have heard that sentence so few times, it seems that the old members of the Army of the Dead hate saying it...

.Is it a quote from Norrington?"

"Mr. Don...?" the white man said in a puzzled tone: "What did I do to offend the insignificant King of the Caribbean?"

"When he looks directly into my eyes, he will find that he has nothing to hide. It is always possible for him to escape from my control."

I squinted my eyes and hit the white man's face with my pipe: "Either you become a dead person, or you become a dead person."

The pipe in the woman's hand fell below the deck, dangling, washed away by the storm and rain, and fell into the small sea. But I didn't completely care about the beloved thing that had been used for ten years. My eyes widened.

The whole body is stiff.

"The price is that when the carnival is over and you need to become dead again, he will have to choose."

"...Mr. Tang."

I murmured: "Either you become a dead person, or you become a dead person."

The woman didn't answer, so the white man said to himself: "Yes, no matter what I did, I think I will definitely die. Under that small sea, are there any people that the little Norrington wants to kill?"

One who can escape."

The woman turned her head and looked at the stormy waves in the heavy rain: "So, he will understand."

The woman suddenly slapped the white man in the face, which shocked the white man. I stared at my head with small eyes, only to find that the other man's face was as ferocious as ever.

"As long as you arrive on this island, each of you will be able to enjoy the special slow joy of paradise. I doubt you, even the royal family of England, will envy this kind of life."

"The only purpose of this island is not to have a wild carnival down there when you lift the curse."

"He understands at all..." The woman let go of the white man dejectedly, closed her eyes, and her murmuring voice was almost obscured by the sound of the rain: "How could he understand if he has never seen this woman with his own eyes?"

My voice trembled, and I firmly grasped the white man's collar, "Mr. Tang... it's the same."

"I'm sure Little Norrington is looking for fewer Orientals." The white man said with some firmness: "You are so naive. Little Norrington has been shouting that he must take revenge. That time I died

Words like "decided."

"Little man Norrington is talking to the wizard. He seems to be very angry. He seems to be planning to return directly and abandon the English navy... You heard that we mentioned this oriental man and said that he appeared in Port Royal."<

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"Stories about a long time in the future are taboo even when you are young - the villain Norrington will definitely discover his bad curiosity and doubt you, and he will know what fear is."

"Norrington?" There was a strange look on the woman's face, as if she was recalling some frightening memories, but I quickly covered it up and just said: "You must be so naughty, newcomer."

"Boss?" The slap didn't hurt. For the deceased, it was nothing. The white man just became more and more confused.

"How could he know... what I did in Tetuga? How could he know what I did to you..."

"So we are dead." The woman sneered: "Everyone wants to join the Army of the Dead. You are the smallest group of people under the small sea. The villain Norrington even specially prepared an island. There will be no mountains of piles below.

Wine and food, countless beauties from all over the world."

"Did I actually, really show up again? Do you think... you might see me again in your life?"

"He's sure..." My voice was dry, not even stuttering: "Are you sure he heard correctly?"
Chapter completed!