The tone that is very different from that of humans, with an uncomfortable stiffness, looks extremely strange in this cramped cabin full of skulls.

"Run, don't be stupid!" Talivik was sure that it wasn't the real clever Mons, and he immediately took the opportunity to run.

Fear was ignited, and panicked pirates surged out of the cabin, their arms clanging with gold coins scattered in their hands, but many of them still clutched at them, showing their greedy nature.

Almost instantly, the cargo hold was empty.

Talivic was the first to jump onto the deck of the Mad Cobo, followed by the rest of the pirates, all terrified, pale and panting violently, staring at each other.

Talivik's voice was fierce: "What are you doing in a daze? Raise the sails and get out of here!"

"My gold!

"Oh my God! The gold is gone, gone!"

The pirates suddenly rioted, and to their horror, they found that the gold coins they had brought with them, whether they were in their pockets, in their bags, or in their hands, had disappeared!

Talivic felt a chill in his heart, and subconsciously put his hand into his pocket, and the gold coin that Vic handed him was also gone!

"Quack ......"

In the night, a parrot with pure white feathers and a yellow crest on its head, flickering its wings and slowly landing on the top of the mast, condescendingly looked at the pirate who had blown up the nest.

"Cursed gold coins, unable to leave the howl of death. The curse of the red-clothed pirates is to choke your fate! quack, covetousness and indulgence are the sea of suffering, and the burning lust is a fire pit. You—never be able to escape. ”

A pair of eyes fell on the parrot, the pet they had once teased, and now suddenly became mysterious and terrifying.

"The Red Pirate...... Red Pirates!"

The legend of the red-clothed pirate king Soslia is widely spread in the taverns of Blackwater Harbor, and it used to be the talk of many people after dinner. About a curse, a legend, but no one has ever taken it seriously.

"Impossible!" someone screamed, "Soslia with his cursed crew, with his cursed treasure, harnessing the howl of death, has long since sunk into the sea!"

"That was more than a hundred years ago, it can't be true!

"I don't believe it! I must be dreaming! Let's get out of here!"

"Shut up, shut up!" Talivik tried to calm everyone's emotions, but like a drop of cold water poured into boiling water, it was quickly drowned, and he could only draw his scimitar and point upwards and roar, "Kill this demon-possessed bird! Kill it! Kill it, and we can get out of here." ”

"Yes, kill it! kill it!"

Immediately one of the pirates sprang into action, reached for their weapons, and began to climb the mast. Suddenly, the climbers, their arms suddenly crawled with goosebumps, their stomachs turned upside down, their faces turned blue, their limbs trembled, and a heart-piercing pain came out of the cracks in their bones.

With a scream, the pirates slammed down on the deck, their bones shrinking violently, curling their bodies into a ball, shivering and their teeth chattering. Then suddenly I was hot and sweaty, so hot that it seemed to burn.

The great pain that came from the marrow of their bones made them wail.

Talivik and the others watched in horror at the sight before them, their bodies resembling tin cans that had been flattened, their hands and feet curled up strangely like bones in oak barrels.

"The betrayer will be imprisoned in a barrel, the marrow will grow coral, and the soul will be forever in hell. The scalp-tinging voice came from above: "Anyone who wants to try this pain, I will give it generously." ”

"No, I don't want that. I don't want that. The rest of the pirates looked at the people rolling on the ground, even the brawny man Hunn, who had been stabbed three times, but never screamed in pain, tears and snot on his face, and a bitter wail in his mouth.

Talivik fell into an ice cellar, and now he finally understood that the foreboding before boarding the ship turned out to be a curse from the devil, and death was imminent.

"Who's next?" "Clever Tongue Mons stared at them like a grim reaper, "I can't wait to see your wonderful expressions." ”

There was silence in the audience, and Mons's green eyes slowly swept over everyone's faces, and suddenly let out a strange smile: "Then let's come together!"

The voice was like the announcement of death, and in an instant, everyone suddenly felt that there seemed to be countless sharp blades, scraping their bones fiercely, and like countless ants gnawing at the bone marrow, the bones were numb, itchy and painful.

"Ahh

Even the fierce Talivik shrunk like a shrimp at this moment, his bones were in severe pain, and thousands of ants devoured his bones, like falling into purgatory, life was worse than death.

"No, let us go, let us go. The lame Tom was the first to break down: "I beg you, I beg you!...... Ah......h

"Then ......" the clever tongue Mons spread his white wings, and in the vast night, his voice was high-pitched: "Surrender to me!"

Puff ...... Crippled Tom scratched every part of his body, tears streaming down his face: "I...... I surrender to you. ”

"Very well, I will relieve you of your pain. With a flick of his wings, Scarface's pain was immediately relieved and disappeared without a trace: "With me as the supreme master, my orders can never be disobeyed." ”

Tom, who was freed from the pain, collapsed to the ground: "I swear...... Regard you as the supreme master and never disobey your commands. ”

"Oaths are both shackles and antidote to suffering. I accept your allegiance. The clever tongue Mons looked around: "So, who is next." ”

Puff ...... Poof, the people whose wills have long since collapsed, knelt down one after another, and howled tremblingly: "I swear, ah...... Yes...... Serving you...... Master, never...... Defy...... Your commands. ”

When those people came out of their pain, they were sweating profusely and feeling a relief that they had never felt before. They used to be pirates who killed people without blinking, but the mysterious and irresistible force instantly destroyed their will.

Eventually, everyone collapsed, and even the more determined Talivik couldn't bear it and begged for mercy like a puddle of mud.

The clever tongue Mons looked at the pirates kneeling in front of him with satisfaction, especially Talivik, the pirate leader and its former master, and suddenly flashed his wings and pointed: "Now, my first order has come." ”

A pair of eyes focused on the past, the fear of being dominated by a parrot, with a complete weirdness.

A cold voice rang out: "I am the only master, the captain of the Howl of Death, the ruler of your destiny! Kill him, your former captain, and whoever pierces his heart will be my first mate!"

Talivik, who had just come out of the pain, froze instantly, but before he could react, the one-eyed Ralph, whom he had reprimanded and insulted countless times, had a sinister smile on his face, and a sharp dagger stabbed into his heart.

"Ahem...... You...... Damn it...... Ralph ...... "Poof, the captain of the Mad Kobo, the scourge of the Vortex Seas, Talivik fell straight to the deck, losing all sound.

There was silence on deck, save for the sound of violent breathing.

"Perfect assassination, what's your name?"

"Ralph, One-Eyed Ralph. ”

"Okay, Ralph. Clever Tongue Mons nodded in satisfaction: "You will be the first mate of the Death Howl, now, let's return to the beautiful and lovely Death Howl." ”

With that, it flickered its wings, streaked across the night sky, and landed on the mast of the Howl of Death. And Ralph calmed his violently beating heart and killed the weakened Talivik, not guilty, but inexplicably happy, and a lump of congestion in his chest seemed to have melted.

"Hurry, hurry, obey the master's orders!" Ralph began to organize the frustrated crew members, trembling back to the green algae-covered deck.

"Let us set sail, then!" said the clever-tongued Mons, perched on the mast, the sailless howl of death, and the bow of the ship lifted up the white waves, fading away from the Mad Kobo and its captain Talivik.

And in the shadow of the stern, Qin Song, the initiator, admired with satisfaction the Captain Parrot who was dominated by the spirit of the Dream Walker, the clever tongue Mons.