The dark clouds in the sky were dense, several thunderous lightning flashed through the clouds like poisonous snakes, and the waves on the sea surface became higher and higher, and the waves almost three meters high hit the side of the pirate ship, splashing huge splashes.

The shouting and shouting on the deck drowned out the sound of the waves.

"Sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice!"

The door to the cabin was pushed open, and the young man was pushed out, falling to the plank, and four pirates walked slowly out from behind the door, one of whom pulled Charlotte up from the ground and pushed him forward.

"Let's go, don't let the audience lose patience. Charlotte managed to stabilize the parallel, and Morey stepped out of the cabin, pulled his cheek and whispered to Charlotte, his eyes on the four pirates.

The four of them nodded and pressed Charlotte to the edge of the ship.

"Today, we have a great harvest, why not have some lively ceremonies?!" the captain's majestic voice rang in everyone's ears, and the deafening thunder and furious waves could not drown out his voice.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice!" all the pirates on board were already fanatical, and they kept roaring like fanatics, and the bloodthirsty and crazy look in their eyes gradually revealed.

"That's right, what we want is a sacrifice, the best gift for the god of the sea!" Morey shouted as he stood on a high place, and all eyes fell on him, "and today's protagonist is a teenager we have accidentally found in the village. The captain raised his hand and pointed lightly in Charlotte's direction.

"The gods of the sea love this tender human being, don't you say?" As Morey's voice ended, a deafening cheer resounded throughout the pirate ship, and thousands of pirates reveled in the ship.

Damn! Charlotte was completely surprised that Morey chose not to believe himself.

It's clear that the temptation to leave behind is big enough, but why?!

A hardwood plank about ten meters long was lowered from the edge of the deck, and Charlotte was pushed onto the plank by the pirates behind her. The boy staggered to his feet, and his heart sank as he glanced at the raging waves below and the countless pirates that filled the deck.

With a thud, the hemp rope tied to him was cut open by the shadow of a sword, and a silver light leaped over the pirates' heads and fell to the plank. Charlotte stretched out one hand and took the silver light in his hand, he looked down, and a broken straight sword was gently held in Charlotte's hand.

He took a deep breath and had roughly guessed what the so-called 'sacrifice' was.

"So, what warrior wants to be the first to wield the sword?" Morey lit up again, and the pirates rushed forward.

"I'll go first!" a strong, dark-skinned man nearly two meters tall pushed away the pirates around him, pulled his scimitar from his waist, and walked slowly on the rickety plank.

Charlotte subconsciously took a step back, but then he jerked his head back, only to see that about five meters behind him was the end of the plank.

(It seems that this is also part of the memorial service...) ）

The black-skinned man saw Charlotte take a step back, thinking that the boy was starting to be afraid of him, and with an excited and bloodthirsty smile on his face, he stretched out his gray red tongue and licked the scimitar, and slowly approached Charlotte.

Seeing this, the young man clenched his straight sword, although the current desperate situation was equivalent to being sentenced to death, but if he could attract Morey to the other side of the plank...

Maybe there will be a chance to turn around, after all, the conversation between the two is not over yet!

The black-skinned man suddenly shouted angrily, and rushed towards Charlotte with a scimitar.