Chapter Seventy-Five: Panic
David. Jones was dumbfounded.
What is this?! He rubbed his eyes, unable to believe it at all.
Kraken's massive body was picked up and spun like a windmill in his former homeland.
Perhaps, more like a yo-yo...... Wait, what is a yo-yo?
David. Jones was at a loss.
When he came to his senses, he regained a little courage and began to analyze the situation in front of him.
The sight of a monster being picked up with one hand had only been read of in myths and legends. In reality, even Calypso has never shown such power.
Perhaps the people of the mythical age knew how to deal with it, and he David. Jones, perhaps regarded as a mythical monster by ignorant sailors, knew very well that he was three thousand years away from the age of mythology. In the face of such power, David. What if Jones came to his senses? He couldn't think of a way to deal with it.
"Go back to the bottom of the sea and eat the sand, David. Jones! A thunderous roar rang out.
David. Jones looked blankly.
What he saw was Kraken's rapidly growing body.
No, it's not getting bigger, it's the Kraken being thrown over! David. Jones suddenly understood the meaning of the scene.
Get out of the way! He wanted to shout like that.
But what's the use of shouting out? There was no way he could have dodged.
Moreover, he simply didn't have time to speak.
"Boom!" Kraken's massive body slammed into the flying Dutchman.
In an instant, not only did Kraken's flesh and blood fly sideways, but the flying Dutchman was cut off by his waist!
The seafood crew roared in horror and rage, but that didn't stop the flying Dutchman from sinking rapidly.
However, this sinking did not arouse the pity of the opponent.
"Keep firing, even if the diagram can be fixed automatically, I'm going to keep it from appearing for ten years." Chen Jing ordered.
"Yes!" The soldiers were ordered.
"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! "The 305-mm cannon roared again, blasting the flying Dutchman, who had been cut in two, to pieces.
Chen Jing indifferently watched the flying Dutchman sink.
For him, it was just a small attempt to open the waterways.
"Sail the boat." He ordered.
"A pirate ship appeared at 8 o'clock behind the left of the lord." The lookout suddenly reported.
In this regard, Chen Jing only waved his hand:
"Ignore it. If they know each other, we don't have to waste time sinking them. ”
……
The pirate ship that suddenly appeared was about the size of the flying Dutchman. In this era, they are all rare big ships, but they are far worse than Chen Jing's battleships.
The ship was covered with human bones, as if it were a ship made of human bones.
This is Queen Anne's Revenge.
Having witnessed the sinking of the flying Dutchman and mastering the dark arts, Blackbeard was speechless for a long time.
"Turn the rudder and get out of here." He finally said.
"Father, aren't we going to give it a try?" Blackbeard's daughter, Angelica Dao, who currently works as the first mate on the ship.
"Give it a try? My dear daughter, although my death has been prophesied, for the time being I am not ready to challenge it. Blackbeard said as he left the deck and went into his captain's quarters.
Don't you even have faith? Looking at Blackbeard's back, Angelica couldn't help but think.
Iron King, this ship is incomprehensible. I'm afraid that the three legendary pirate ships are not opponents together.
This kind of evaluation is already the most powerful evaluation she can think of. Comparing a ship with the entire British Imperial Navy, as the Royal Society did, Angelica did not dare to have such an idea.
Looks like I'm not going to be able to attend the Pirate Convention. Looking at the steel battleship in the distance, Angelica sighed faintly.
Forget it, those pirates may not know much about the Fountain of Youth. Instead of going to them, let's go to the Spaniards.
……
The news of the sinking of the Flying Dutchman is not widely known.
But Lord Beckett of the East India Company knew about it.
Because David. Jones's heart was in his hands. After the sinking of the flying Dutchman, broken to pieces by heavy artillery fire, Davy. Jones had to be resurrected in his heart. Although David. Jones hated seeing Beckett very much, and even more hated letting him know his downfall, but he couldn't help it.
He has immortality, but this immortality is not under his control.
But fortunately, Beckett did not sneer at him, and even gave him back his heart very seriously.
"You actually gave me back your heart?" David. Jones was taken aback.
"You're useless, David. Jones. Beckett said.
"What did you say!" David. Jones's face was gloomy. Of course, it's not easy to tell the gloom or something else in his octopus face.
"Your presence here means that the flying Dutch have been sunk by the steel battleship." Beckett said, "What's the use of an octopus head without a boat?" ”
"You don't speak like a lord at all, Beckett!" David. Jones roared angrily, "The Flying Dutchman will never sink, never!" ”
Face David. Jones roared, but Beckett looked calm, "Maybe the flying Dutchman can fix it automatically, but don't you understand, Davy. Jones, your time is over. When I get my hands on the steel ship, I can quickly turn all the ships of the British Empire into steel. What if the flying Dutchman reappears? Any ship can knock it back to the bottom of the sea. ”
"You just dream about it!" After listening to Beckett, Davy. Jones dropped a sentence coldly, turned and left.
Beckett vs. Davy. Jones's departure was unresponsive.
In his heart, this once powerful monster is already angry. He no longer needs his strength.
"How's our fleet doing?" Beckett asked the adjutant beside him.
"All the maritime forces of the East India Company are ready to go." The adjutant said, "The support that General Norrington has brought from home has also joined us. ”
"That's good." Beckett Road.
"The order went down, and in an hour the whole army set out. Let's let those pirates drain the power of the steel battleship for us. When they're both defeated, we'll go out and clean up the mess. ”
"Yes!"
……
At this time, in the wreck bay, the pirates have not yet reached an agreement.
It makes sense that Beckett doesn't take them seriously, and he still can't unite even though he is already in trouble. If this kind of organization does not die, no organization will die.
Barbossa and the other pirate kings have been arguing for three days, but they have not reached a single agreement that is most inconsequential.
The pirate kings did not give up any profit at all, even if it was as small as a bright feather. This little benefit, even poor beggars, sometimes give up, but they are pirate kings. As a pirate king, not giving up profit is their essence.
"This won't work, Jack." Barbossa vs. Jack. Sparrow said.
"We must elect a Pirate King, or we'll be finished."
"Oh, that's true, so what are you going to do, Hector?" Jack. Sparrow Drive.
"I just wanted to ask Jack to do a little thing about you. I need you to help me one more time like you helped me lift the curse before. Barbosa said.
"You want me to vote for you?!" Jack. Sparrow looked incredulous.
"Isn't that bad? Jack, you know me. I will not let you down. Barbosa said.
"But why don't you vote for me. I won't let you down. Jack said.
"But you don't have a boat, do you?" Barbossa smiled.
"If you vote for me, I can even make you the captain of the Black Pearl!"