There was silence in the rainforest, and all the hunters and outlaws hid their tracks, not making a sound. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sailors handed over the sailboat to the sea breeze and stood on the deck looking at this silent hell, and then they saw the ghost that came out of hell.

It was a group of indigenous warriors, with brown skin and strange features, dressed like barbarians in leaf garments, armed with obsidian-tipped spears.

They stood quietly on the shore and looked at the sailors on the deck, like a group of ghosts, emotionless, silent.

The sailors looked at the monsters, their gaze drawn to an invisible force that could no longer be taken away.

They stood quietly, not speaking, not even moving.

The eyes of the two groups met in the air, and at that moment, they both clearly realized one thing: they were not facing humans at all.

A devout man turned around by chance and saw the scene. He was silent, didn't say anything, didn't do anything.

But he knew that it meant the beginning of a war of terror like never before.

It is a conflict between two worlds, and it will not end until one world is completely destroyed.

......

Sue stood by the sea, looking at the continuous white sails and the strangely dressed crowd on the deck below the white sails.

They are monsters from another world, unable to communicate, and the war they start will never end.

But perhaps the priests didn't think so.

The sailboats went south in the wind, and they soon became white dots on the horizon.

Su turned to look at the two young men in the group.

They had surprise on their faces, and Sue used all her strength to keep herself from letting out an untimely sigh.

"The war is about to start, go back and tell your uncle, hurry up and get that captive to open his mouth. ”

The young man nodded indifferently, and Su knew that they didn't hear what they meant at all.

War is about to begin, but the warrior sees the enemy as a returning ancestor, which is a sign of danger.

Sue looked up and tried to see the stars that represented victory in this place where the rainforest couldn't cover the sky, but he failed.

This daytime sunlight dominates the sky.

Sue turned around and began to move.

The party is quiet, and the unwanted sounds in the rainforest always represent death, whether it's the prey running away before you find it, or the terrifying monsters following the sound.

It took them half a day to return to the village in the rainforest, where the captive was.

The priest was already waiting for Su.

"Quetzalcoatl bless, you're finally back, Sue. ”

"What's going on?"

"The captive was a wise man, he was not cowardly, but he was polite and willing to speak to me. ”

At that moment, Sue almost despaired.

This is a war between mortals and demons, their enemies are monsters who will never have good intentions, and that captive is also a monster, and he will never have a trace of kindness.

But the priests had the power to decide everything.

Everything was moving in the worst direction Sue could imagine as the little beast slid down the abyss, and the two young men behind him jumped out excitedly to describe to the priest the white sails and the big ship, as well as the silver-white armor of the monster.

The priest laughed.

Sue watched numbly as he walked into the treehouse, politely invited the captives out, and then laid fresh fruit and tortillas in front of him.

Francis smiled and nodded, picked up a fruit he didn't recognize, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and then forced a sour smile.

The priest smiled, and Francis knew he had succeeded.

It's not a bunch of monsters, it's a bunch of people, Francis has been convinced since the beginning, and he's now paid off.

The priest smiled and picked up the yellow tortilla, stuffed it into his mouth and munched on it, then picked up another piece from the ground and handed it to Francis opposite.

Francis took it, took a bite, and then devoured it greedily.

He was a perfect captive, but not enough for the natives to make the effort to find something to feed him.

But it's perfect enough.

The priest told Sue how to untie the knots on Francis's body.

Their captives sat and looked up at the two of them, munching on tortillas and nodding and smiling innodisimately.

The priest resisted the urge to laugh out loud and stuffed his two nephews into the line of escorting the captives, which would give them a precious opportunity to enter the city, which would make the two young men grateful to him for the rest of their lives.

As for Sue, despite his reluctance, as a glorious freedman and a valiant warrior, he would not resist the decision of the priests.

After a drink of water, they set out on a journey between the village and the city, a rainforest, through which Su would lead the two and a "white skin" through a dangerous and rich land.

Francis didn't know that he was about to embark on a journey, and he didn't know what the future held for him, the man just smiled and gulped down his precious food.

When he first met the priest as a captive, Francis faced the stranger from the other world with such a smile that he could not understand every word the priest said, but this smile saved his life and even gave him enough water to sustain him.

Francis knew he would succeed, he had seen the goal, the priest wore a heavy crown of gold on his head, and this was the place that science promised him, the land of gold.

"Let's go!"

Sue shouted at Francis, didn't care if he understood, pulled the rope and set off.

On the other side of the distant rainforest, a city awaits Francis, whose nobles look at the eastern coast in mixed mood and are silent.

......

"Deal. ”

The Hawkman readily agreed to Magellan's terms, much to his surprise, but in the end Magellan just nodded and reached out to grasp Wen's claws.

"When are you leaving?"

"Now. ”

The eagle man had an excited smile on his face, he was so excited that Magellan could tell.

"I've been a trader for a long time, and I've made a lot of friends because of a fast airship, and this time an old friend brought me a big deal. ”

"The royal purchaser of the king of the world?"

Magellan had already gotten the answer from the eagleman's eyes, and he didn't have a trace of surprise, because it was the only possibility.

"I'm definitely not going to drag you into a hopeless plan, Professor, all we eaglemen want is the Eagle's Nest, and the King of the World only wants a black pearl, and you can keep the rest for yourself, that's your reward. ”

"Thanks," Magellan sighed imperceptibly, "that's generous, but no. ”