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The sailors on the ship shouted chant and rowed the oars vigorously, slowly sending the Sovereign into the cave.

The previous pirate ship, obviously just entered it not long ago, has disappeared at this time.

In the deep cave, there was no light, and the crew could only light torches for illumination. The mast kept rubbing against the rocks on the top of the cave, making an unpleasant rattling sound.

Near the hull, the distorted gray-white reef flickered.

In the air, thick mist with a distinct sulfur smell filled every corner, reducing the surrounding visibility to less than one meter.

The captain of the Sovereign realized at this point that it might not be such a good idea to bring the ship in.

And the hearts of the crew members were also a little uneasy under this situation.

At this time, a crew member screamed in panic, which made everyone's hearts jump even more, and then fell to the bottom of the valley.

"Sir, there's something in the water!"

On the dark water surface that was empty before, there are now large pieces of wood boards that have been reduced to debris. The stubble is very new, and it seems that it has just been broken.

Not far away, a black skull flag completely submerged in the water revealed the origin of these boards, which was the armed merchant ship just now.

It was silent, the ship was destroyed, and there was not even a sound.

This weird scene cast a shadow over the hearts of everyone on the Sovereign.

Suddenly, an officer pointed to a strange object in the fog and shouted: "There is a ship on the starboard side!"

Another officer retorted, "That's not a boat, sir, that's a wreck."

Hearing his words, everyone on the Sovereign could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But no one expected that the dilapidated wreckage suddenly moved, and at the same time, there were a lot of chaotic footsteps on the water.

It was as if many people were running across the water.

"No, that ship is coming towards us!" Seeing this, the captain of the Monarch decisively issued an order: "Everyone is here, fire!"

The well-trained sailors quickly entered the state, and dozens of rapid-fire artillery fired at the shadow of the ship in the fog at the same time.

The burning gunpowder shone brightly, and the choking smoke began to fill the air.

On the deck, the loud shouts of the sailors made the captain inexplicably agitated, and an ominous premonition began to reverberate in his mind.

And this premonition came true soon after.

Several tons of shells hit the past, but the gloomy wreck was unscathed, and soon approached the Sovereign.

The owner of those footsteps just now also jumped onto the deck and fought with the sailors above.

It was a group of ghosts born in the dark, some lost their arms, some lost their heads, and some only left their hands, but the curse of immortality allowed them to move freely like normal people even if their bodies were mutilated .

Steel knives have no effect on them, and muskets can at most make them take half a step back.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of the so-called elite Royal Navy were slaughtered, and none of the officers were spared. Only the captain of the Sovereign survived.

Surrounded by a horde of undead ghosts, he waits to be questioned by the Ghost Captain.

After a while, a heavy footstep gradually approached, accompanied by the clang of metal chiseling the ground.

Relying on the blazing fire around him, the captain of the Sovereign saw the face of the comer clearly, and couldn't help but ask anxiously, "What the hell are you?"

The visitor stretched out his pale hand covered with scars, grabbed the captain's neck and lifted him up, then said in that hoarse and weird voice.

"grim Reaper!"

In the next second, the captain's neck was broken and thrown aside like a rag.

The blood of the sailors flowed into the cabin along the cracks in the deck, and it seemed like bloody rain was falling in the dark cabin.

Henry was already frightened by the screams of the sailors, but now he was even more at a loss, subconsciously retreating to avoid the sticky blood.

But he accidentally kicked the iron bucket behind him, making a series of loud noises.

This should not have the sound, leading to him being found.

The ghost captain immediately took his subordinates into the cabin and came to Henry.

His whole body exuded a decayed and stale aura, and on his pale face, there were many cracks due to dryness, making the whole head look like a jigsaw puzzle glued together.

Her lips were as black as the mud on the bottom of the sea, and her dry and messy hair fluttered in the air strangely.

I saw this terrifying ghost passing through the iron prison door where Henry was held as if there was no entity, and poked a wanted warrant with the rusted long sword in his hand.

Then, he asked casually, "Do you know this pirate?"

Henry looked at the ghosts slowly gathering around him, and hurriedly replied: I only heard the name. "

"Are you looking for him?" The ghost captain walked up to him with the wanted warrant: "If you don't speak, it's your acquiescence."

The bottom sailor had no choice but to reply out of breath: "Yes."

The ghost captain who got the answer said: "We are cursed and trapped in the Devil's Triangle, trapped in this hell on earth for so many years."

"Only Jack Sparrow and his compass can set us free."

"Don't be afraid, boy, I will leave a living mouth to deliver my message every time."

"Help me find Sparrow."

"Tell him for Captain Salazar..." As if afraid that Henry would not be able to remember the awkward name, he repeated it again:

"Sara-cha."

"Tell him we'll see the light of day again!"

"And that day..."

Following the famous ghost captain, Salazar, the butcher of the sea, his expression became more ferocious, and a viscous and disgusting black liquid began to flow out of his mouth.

"It's the anniversary of Jack Sparrow's death!"

"Tell him for me, okay, please."

His hoarse voice and strange Spanish accent made him even more eerie and terrifying.

Although Henry on the opposite side had studied many sea legends, when the real legend stood in front of him, he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Can only jump out a word tremblingly: "yes!"

Seeing that he agreed, Captain Salazar showed a kind expression on his face: "I also hope that I can tell him myself."

"But...the dead cannot speak."

......

A few days later, Lu Wu squatted on the rudder of the Horror, listening to the dying commodore on the mast overhead, and said to the chief mate behind him: "I think our ship lacks a figurehead."

"There are other ships!"

"Perhaps we can seal the young man on the mast in clay and burn it to make a grand figurehead."

"What do you think, my mate."

"Ah, what did you say?" The first officer who was caught in some kind of memory suddenly woke up, but saw Lu Wu's face getting colder and colder, and hurriedly said: "Dear Captain, our ship is a warship."

"Warships generally don't have a head portrait."

After speaking, he quietly looked at Lu Wu, for fear that he would be unhappy.

"Oh, that's it." Lu Wu murmured out of interest, but soon found the New World and asked, "Why is there such a ship?"

"Where?" The first mate's eyes followed the discovery of his fingers.

Sure enough, I saw a dilapidated shipwreck that looked like a pile of waste wood.

Then Lu Wu suddenly jumped off the rudder, stood on the deck and shouted excitedly: "I've decided, I'm going to grab their figurehead!"

"Zuoer, listen to my orders and move forward at full speed!"