Seeing Andy lost in thought, Roger chuckled, "Andy, if you're interested in these mysterious tribes, you can ask Buck, he's from these tribes." ”

"He's a headhunter?"

Andy glared and glanced at Buck not far away.

"No, he's not, but his tribe is also very mysterious, probably a branch of the cannibals. ”

Roger said with a smile.

"Cannibals?, but Buck doesn't eat people, he loves to drink rum. ”

Andy couldn't believe that the smiling Buck was part of a cannibal tribe.

"Look at his teeth, his tribe has researched all kinds of potions in order to make his teeth sharper so that they can bite down on human flesh, and what makes his teeth white is just an accidental product. Roger shrugged his shoulders and looked solemn, "Maybe you can listen to his story sometime, but now, Andy, step back." ”

Roger gently pushed Andy behind him, and his tall body stood in front of Andy.

Andy suddenly felt a sense of peace of mind, and he felt that such a picture was familiar, like that time when he was attacked by the navy, and his mother stood in front of him in the face of artillery bombardment.

"Andy, take care of yourself, take out your muskets, these natives don't dare come near us!"

Roger's voice came as Andy took the musket in his hand and drew the sailor's scimitar from his waist.

A strange sound came from the dense forest, as if a herd of wild boars were running, and in a short time, a group of unclothed natives appeared in front of everyone.

Unknown feathers are inserted in the hair, and the bare body is covered with white, red and green dye, which is painted in mysterious and complex patterns, like some kind of mysterious totem.

Hundreds of people were pressed in a black circle, surrounding more than fifty sailors in a semicircle, but the two sides kept a relatively safe distance.

Behind him is the sea, and in front of him are the natives.

The pirates held their breath, muskets and sharp knives, without fear, but even more fierce.

A swarthy native walked up, with the most patterns on his body, a string of human heads around his neck, and a string of withered straw ropes around his waist, more than a dozen in all.

The heads had been treated in a special way, and they looked like dried corpses that had been dead for years, but they were all small, the size of an apple.

Looking at the appearance of those natives, this native's status should be very high, presumably a leader like a chief.

"Ahh

The native's expression was a little exaggerated, and he said a string of words that Andy didn't understand.

The pirates looked at Babi, who was also native to the island, and wondered if he could understand?

Babi shrugged his shoulders very scoundrelly, looking helpless, meaning that he didn't understand either.

There are many indigenous tribes on the islands in this world, and some of them are people of the same tribe, but they came to a strange island on a bamboo raft in ancient times, and basically retain the language and habits of their tribe.

It's like a tribe of headhunters on different islands.

But some are different tribes that grow in the two places, like the cannibals of Babi and the headhunters in front of them.

It's just as mysterious, but it doesn't matter at all.

"Ahh

Seeing that the pirates were unresponsive, the native stepped forward and continued to ask.

The pirates broke the flintlock of their muskets and pointed them at the natives, while the nearly a hundred natives behind them raised their unusually sharp wooden spears and arrows sharpened in their hands.

There are also a few little guys, put a small wooden tube in their mouths, and it should be something like a poison needle.

Zach stepped forward lightly, facing the chief.

"Blabla, Blabla, Sida. ”

"Wow!"

The natives behind the leader were in an uproar and lowered their weapons, Zach waved his hand, and the pirates looked at each other and lowered their muskets.

Muskets only have the power of a single hit, and if they could fire a few more shots, the pirates would be willing to wipe out the natives.

Captain Zack's ability to speak the indigenous language surprised the pirates, and it seemed that the captain still had a lot of secrets that the crew didn't know, but Roger was much calmer and should have known.

Zach didn't know what to talk to the natives, so he finally had the sailors go to the ship and get five barrels of rum to be handed over to the natives.

The native leader reluctantly retreated to the forest with his tribesmen, and the pirates breathed a sigh of relief.

"Captain?"

Roger shouted softly.

"Keep looking at the forest! ignorant ones!" Zach turned, and his only remaining eye suddenly burst into a burst of black light, and a mysterious vein appeared on his face, and finally disappeared, more like it moved to the eye hidden under the dark skin blindfold.

Andy almost screamed, it was the power of the curse.

Zach is cursed.

He didn't feel that the headhunters had just released the curse, that is, Zach was cursed in the first place, maybe this was the secret of his blindfold.

The old pirates were accustomed to this, and looked at Zach with a chill.

"Roger, Bibab, Andler, Seaman, Deforne, Barker, Romanda. ”

Zach called these names, Roger and the others stood up, and Andy found that the people Zack called were all more powerful beings on the Goddess of Despair.

Or rather, the main combatants of the broadside battle.

These people all have an aura that cannot be ignored, which is not at all comparable to the rest of the sailors, perhaps the reason why the goddess of despair is so famous is because of a few of them.

Zach's wicked grin hung on his face, revealing his trademark black teeth.

"Join me, with the smell of rum, and tonight, bring the riches of this island to the Goddess of Despair. ”

"Don't worry, boss!"

Roger laughed, this big man changed into another state in an instant, he began to get excited, and the hunting time came.

"Then gentlemen, you stay here, those stupid natives will not come to disturb you again, we are here by coincidence, tonight is their divine sacrifice ceremony!"

Zach smiled sickly, knowing that his chance to wield a mysterious power had come.

When Zach went to sea in his early years, he met an old pirate, who was very interested in headhunter culture, and the old pirate had some skills, learned most of the languages of the headhunters, and told Zach what he knew as a story.

Zach learned a little headhunter from him and could barely communicate with them.

The old pirate said that the headhunters loved rum, and they would find it from the wrecks of sailing ships brought by the waves, and treat it as a treasure.

Zach knew this, so he dared to come to the island.

He had planned to survive the storm quietly on the beach and leave, without clash with the headhunters, who came to him and could solve it with just a few barrels of rum.

But just now, when Zach is talking to the chief of the headhunters, he hears that the headhunters are going to hold a god sacrifice and want to ask for a few more barrels of rum.

The gods of the headhunters, their shamans will offer human skins with witchcraft on the altar, all the people will sing and dance, and this is Zach's chance!

He didn't want to go into the jungle because the scattered headhunters were too terrible in the jungle, but when the gods sacrificed, all the headhunters would be gathered together!

This is his chance!

He's going to take the opportunity to take the human skin that records the mysterious headhunter sorcery!