This is destined to be the day that will go down in the history of Heartbreaker Bay. However, the premise is that there is such a thing as a history in Heartless Bay, and with the personalities of the sailors, it is more likely that they will adapt what happened today into a ballad and sing it on deck. In this way, future generations are more likely to take what is happening today as another half-truth and half-truth made up by sailors and not take it seriously. That's not a bad thing, because the truth is sometimes more difficult to believe than the legend.

As the sun rises above the sea, the water begins to sink into the invisible light. The golden glow of the morning sun shone on the surface of the sea, and when the sun fully rose, the color of the dead turned underneath it, the color of the revenant, and experienced captains and sailors knew that only the water in the dead would radiate like this. But no experienced seafarer had ever seen such a vast area of dead people, and it felt like a dark green horizon gradually advancing towards the Bay of Lost Heart, unstoppable and irresistible.

The riot instigated by one of the informants was quelled by the green tide that swept towards the city. The sailors were superstitious, and when they saw the strange green waters, no one was in the mood to try to wield a scimitar. Panic rushed into people's hearts earlier than the tide. "Hurry up! we're going to get out of this damn place!" "Hell, I can't stay any longer! Not for a moment!" the captains cursed, summoning their crew to their decks. The ships that had been anchored at the bay of Lost Heart for a long time hoisted their sails as they fled the cursed place, and no amount of gold could stop them.

"Captain, what shall we do?" the sturdy first mate walked up to Hafdan and watched as his captain lowered the binoculars in his hand. Hafdan's open coat fluttered in the sea breeze, and his rather decent eyebrows and beard, which he had trimmed for frequent meetings, writhed as if they were alive, showed that the captain was not at peace either. The Black Arrow, waiting calmly in the waters behind him, had already left the harbor around the captain's ships that had a good relationship with Halfdan, and even collided with each other because of the haste.

"Wait. The captain said, clenching his palms rubbing the totem charm that had saved him. Of course, he was afraid of the dead crowd, and there was nothing that was not afraid of those who sailed in the sea. But he was more confused by the city's master than the dead crowd. Hafdan looked up at the sky, he didn't see the broom flying, the witches still dealing with the affairs of the city, or was it beyond their means, and the women on top were busy packing up their possessions and shivering in the safety of the cave?

"Captain, this place must be cursed, those three noises just now, how do they sound like a heartbeat, and the current tide of dead people, let's hurry up! Maybe even the land here will become a monster if we wait!" said a somewhat nervous sailor, looking nervously at his feet, as if afraid that a hand would reach out and grab his ankle.

Hafdan's brow furrowed, and he turned to look at his first mate, ignoring the crew, "What about webworms and tarantulas?

The first mate shook his head, "I've already looked for it in the warehouse, but neither of them is there." However, some people say that they saw the woman appear in the south, and that place should be under attack now. Sir, I don't think there's any need to wait for them. The meaning of his words was already clear.

If the webworm is seen in the middle of this riot, then there are only two possible identities for her. The first is a member of the riot, and judging from the fact that no one on board the Black Arrow participated in the riot, the seafarers on board knew very well that such a riot was a senseless suicide, and if the networm had been involved, she would have probably been killed by the angry witch by now. The second possibility is that the webworm is a guard belonging to the witch's side. In that case, whether she survived the riot or not, the people on the Black Arrow would not welcome the witches. It's one thing to do business with a witch, it's another thing to serve a witch, and even bending your knees in front of a witch is acceptable to the sailors. But for the sake of witches, to be the guardians of their property, forget it, they would rather do hard labor on the deck of maggots than lose their freedom.

Therefore, if the first mate had known that the networm had been with a mysterious woman when he left, he would have had a worse attitude. However, the opinions and opinions of the first mate do not speak for his captain. Hafdan had been in the sea for years, and he had a premonition of the latter's identity when he ran into the networm and Hela on the docks. However, the captain had not regarded Networm and Lothar as ordinary people since earlier times. Ordinary people will not appear in the forbidden sea area demarcated by witches.

The current situation also seems to confirm Hafdan's speculation that since the tarantula's disappearance, all sorts of strange things have begun to happen in Heartless Bay, sudden riots, and now sinking seas and the tide of dead people extending from them. To say that those two had nothing to do with these things, the captain of the Black Arrow didn't believe it. But what if you know? If you are an ordinary person, I am afraid that you will immediately keep your distance from those two people, and if you are ambitious, you will try to get information from those two people in their favor. Captain Hafdan was not either, he was the captain of the ship, and no sailor could steer without his orders, and no sailor could disembark without his orders.

"Get on board and hoist the sails. Halfdan's words gave all the crew a sigh of relief, they didn't want to wait here for the dead to pounce, and now they had a chance to escape from the sea from other directions. But when the captain stood in front of his helm, his words surprised all the crew, "Raise all the sails, and we will rush over to the tide of dead men!"

The sailors paused, and they all looked at their captains. Hafdan raised his eyebrows, unflinching in the face of his crew's doubts, "What? Are you scared? Or do you not trust my judgment?" The sailors looked at each other, they did not know and did not understand why the captain would give such an order at this time.

In this silence, the first mate took the lead to break the silence, "What are you doing in a daze? Didn't you hear the captain's words! Whoever is lazy will let him sweep the deck for a month!"

So the whole ship came alive again, and they chose to trust their captain. Too many times they've done it, too many times Hafdan has never let his crew down. The captain who looked down on the deck from behind the rudder smiled, this was his ship, his Black Arrow, and as long as he carried these crews on this ship, he had the confidence to sail to the end of the world.

"Today is a good day to sail! Today is a good day to explore! Today is a good day for us to be famous for all eternity! Today is also a good day for us to die at the bottom of the sea! Hahahaha! Let's go, go and get our crew back!"

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors