"Jack Sparrow, are you ready to pay your debts?" a playful voice sounded in Jack's heart, causing him to shudder. "Davy Jones!" Jack exclaimed, "it's coming!"

A large black shadow circled around the Black Pearl like a shark staring at its prey, but finally did not make a move, but headed for the Jackdaw, which was further behind. Although David Jones hated Jack for breaking his promise, Beckett gave him the order to let the Flying Dutchman take the pirate flagship, the Jackdaw.

With the heart still in the hands of Lord Beckett, David Jones had to put aside his hatred and give priority to orders. The account between it and Jack Sparrow is not counted, but it has to be delayed a little longer.

Watching the Flying Dutchman sail behind him in the potential sea, Jack realized that it was aiming for the Jackdaw, and hurriedly shouted, "Kenway!

"Well, the Dutch don't really fly. Kenway smiled contemptuously. The Flying Dutchman swooped to the bottom of the Jackdaw, then ascended to the top of the Jackdaw. But before that, the Jackdaw gradually sailed out of the sea and flew into the air in the literal sense.

Blackbeard, who is proficient in black magic, once helped his old friend transform the ship, allowing the Jackdaw to use the power of the wind and have the ability to fly for short periods. Blackbeard can't use this black technology by himself, and only a ship like the Jackdaw, which is small in size and light in weight, has room to play.

"Actually, we blame Ubisoft, it's not a bug, the Jackdaw can really fly..."

The Jackdaw, the necromancer Edward. However, according to Kenway himself, he does not know black magic.

The Flying Dutchman exploded, only to pounce on it, much to the annoyance of David Jones. The other pirate ships in the vicinity were killed, and they were quickly slaughtered by the water spirits that rushed to the surface of the water. "Today, at the end of the world, it's going to be lively!" said David Jones, smirking grimly.

In this era, the Navy did not have a clear air defense theory, and there was no means of countering the Jackdaw. The guns weren't elevated enough to take it down, so the Navy warships could only stare at the Jackdaw and then pour their fire on the other pirate ships.

The Jackdaw's flight altitude was only about twenty meters, but it was still enough for me to see the deployment of the naval fleet. Originally, the naval fleet was in the shape of an arrow, with the Endeavor as the center, and other legendary warships on both sides. But Beckett seems to have placed the Victory in the second echelon in order to take care of Carter, the commander of the straw bale navy, and was protected by other legendary naval ships.

Another disharmony is that the Dreadnought is also in the first echelon, but on the periphery. To be reasonable, the Dreadnought is badly damaged, and placing it in front will not only not provide enough output, but will even block the fire of other ships in the rear. Beckett either had other arrangements or his brain was pumping.

"The Victory is just a façade, David Jones's heart, hidden above the Dreadnought!" I quickly came to my senses. With such a layout, it seems that the Victory is holding some important objects, so it needs the protection of other warships. But if there is no problem with the brain, no boss dares to entrust such an important thing to Carter.

On the other hand, the Dreadnought seems to be at the brunt of the first echelon, but in fact, the other legendary ships at the tip of the arrow will withstand the pirate fire one step ahead of it, and the Dreadnought is relatively safe at the edge of the first echelon, and it is not as conspicuous as the Victory. So, I conclude that David Jones' heart is above the Dreadnought.

"Davy Jones!" I ran to the stern and yelled, "We don't have to be each other's enemies! Believe it or not, your heart is on the Victory!" Davy Jones stood on the deck of the flying Dutchman, gave me a cold look, and said nothing. Wonderful Pen Court

At this time, the surrounding pirates had been slaughtered by the undead water ghosts on the flying Dutchman. Davy Jones pondered for a moment, recalled his men, and the flying Dutchman dived into the sea again.

"Hold on!" Kenway reminded, and then the hard bottom of the Jackdaw slammed into the mast of the Navy's legendary battleship, the Zhiyuan. No matter how elaborate the materials of the wooden mast are, they can't compare with the hard reef on the bottom of the sea, and they can't resist the impact of the Jackdaw, and the three masts fall one after another, paralyzing the Zhiyuan.

"Su Ling!" shouted Kenway, "I've been waiting for a long time!" I picked up my sword, "Brothers, let's go!" I jumped straight from the flying Jackdaw to the Zhiyuan with a dozen pirates, and launched a one-sided slaughter like a god descending from the sky.

The collapse of the three masts caused chaos on the deck of the Zhiyuan, and the boatswain was stoned to death, and there was no resistance at all. As I rushed into the captain with my sword, I prayed in my heart that I would not let the captain of every legendary battleship be like James, like a god of war.

The captain of the Zhiyuan, a man of about thirty years of age, seemed to disdain to communicate anything with me, and at the same time as I rushed into the captain's room, he pulled the trigger of the flintlock pistol against his temple, and killed himself.

It's unrealistic for us to kill hundreds of navies on a battleship, and we'll be the ones who are unlucky when they compose themselves and launch an effective counterattack. So after forcing the captain to death, I didn't stop, and directly smashed through the window of the captain's room and jumped into the sea.

We don't need to sink the Zhiyuan, we just need to temporarily destroy its command system and let the enemy army mess up. And Ling Xiyue also seized the opportunity to kill the captain of the Jackdaw with one shot before the magic energy ran out and landed on the sea, and the latter was passionately directing the battle on the deck, but unexpectedly, disaster fell from the sky.

"Well, can this battle really be won?" Carter put down his binoculars, his face cloudy. He was already thinking about his own back, the pirate's counterattack was much stronger than expected, and what would happen to him if Lord Beckett was defeated.

When Lord Beckett arrived in the waters of Nassau, he handed Carter a richly decorated chest and told him to take care of it as the key to victory in the war. For this reason, Carter is also happy to be idle, and there is a reason not to fight on the front line, which is simply good for him, but Carter did not expect that this box called the Soul Gathering Coffin will be the source of his death here.

Carter was startled when the flying Dutchman surfaced next to the Victory, but out of trust in Lord Beckett, he felt that David Jones would not be in his favor at this time, so he did not take much precautions until the captain of the Flying Dutchman stepped on the surface of the sea and walked towards the Victory.

"Monster, what are you going to do!" Carter snapped as he looked at David Jones, who had climbed aboard the Victory, as if that was the way he could not show fear. "Now that things are back to their original owners, then I can do whatever I want. David Jones smirked.

At this time, the Soul Gathering Coffin was lying in the bilge of the flying Dutchman, and after being mixed for so long, it was naturally impossible for David Jones to believe my words and directly turn his face with the Navy. He first sent a water ghost to dive into the Victory from the bottom of the sea, and he really found his soul coffin. Carter was a real straw bale, and he felt that the Victory was under the protection of the Navy, and the things on board were not in danger, and they were not defended at all. Without much effort, the water ghost returned the Soul Gathering Coffin to its true owner.

"You... You're going to do it—" Carter realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly retreated, but in his desperation, he tripped over his left leg and put himself down. With a wave of his right hand, David Jones swooped into the navy of the Victory like a shark that had been hungry for three days, and the blood burst out red the entire deck.

"Wait, Lord Beckett will be looking for you soon. David Jones pulled Carter off the deck, and the octopus tentacles dug through every hole in Carter's face, choking his unspoken pleas for mercy in his throat.

Before Carter died of asphyxiation, his brain was already muddy with Davy Jones's octopus tentacles. "Bad seeds. David Jones tossed Carter's body aside and looked hatefully at the chaotic naval fleet, "Jack, Beckett, you're all going to die here today." ”