Bo Fu ate the fragrant ham with great pleasure, poured glass after glass of rum into his stomach, and at last he was satisfied, threw the proprietor a silver coin as a tip, and walked out of the tavern contentedly, heading towards the shoreline.

Standing on the high coastline of the Iberian Peninsula, Berfu looked at the roaring North Atlantic Ocean in the north, and his gaze passed directly through the space, casting it on the North Sea, where even the wind and the sun were still sinister, the haunted place of reefs.

Under his gaze, the sea surged as if it were boiling pots, setting off even more terrifying waves, and in the midst of the waves, behemoths emerged from each other, and unbelievably large sea monsters floated to the surface, clustering in the tumbling water and floating to the surface of the sea with all kinds of shellfish and seaweed.

With the sound of the water, the thirty-meter-long clipper began to shake like a living thing, and the kelp and other things on the boat slipped into the water, and those barnacles and other things were swallowed by the hull and turned into blood food. The sea monsters began to twist their bodies and leap onto the deck of the ship in the form of strong men, and as the tallest man grasped the steering wheel, the grey sails slowly rose to the sound of the sailors' horns—the sails rose on their own as if they were alive.

The first mate at the helm looked at the sun in the sky, and then struck the steering wheel very hard, and the sailing ship Black Swan made a graceful arc to split the sea, and slid towards the south. Bo Fu withdrew his gaze, smiled with satisfaction, and then jumped with ease, jumping upright into the sea. A solitary stone pillar more than ten meters high above the sea is a typical upright rock left behind by the collapse of a stony coast.

Sunrise and sunset. Bo Fu stood like a statue on a pillar of stone. Until a sail shadow appeared where the sea and sky met. The black sailboat, with its off-white sails, glides at a ghostly high speed across the sea. With just a cup of tea, the sailboat was already close to the reef, and Bo Fu jumped up and landed directly on the deck. The sailors respectfully threw themselves on the deck and did not dare to raise their heads - they had grown tremendously in more than a hundred years, but the stronger their strength, the deeper the majesty and terror of the demon in front of them they could feel, and the boundless demonic power made them extremely respectful.

"Hahaha! Let's have a good time! Target—the Indian Ocean! Let's intercept the treasure ships on the eastern route first!" The clothes on his body have been automatically replaced - into a shirt and a navy jacket, and a pair of d'Artagnan's triangular hat on his head, which is exactly a replica of the classic pirate appearance in the impression of people in the world of origin. Bo Fu carried a broadsword and a knife on his waist, the hilt and hilt of the sword had the appearance of a skeleton, the blade had a graceful triangular arc, and the sharp tip of the knife could be pierced and slashed. Not only swords appeared in Bo Fu's waist, but also two swarthy flintlock pistols, and many of these guys appeared in front of the sailors, "Take them all! At least two short guys and one long guy! If you want to use demonic power to refine this thing, you can do it too." ”

The Black Swan glided quickly across the sea. This time they did not go to the Mediterranean, but all the way south along the coast of Africa. "Do you want to go to Timbuktu to get some gold?" said of which, I used to go there to buy gold nuggets when I used to play games," Bo Fu thought to himself as he leaned against the railing of the corridor above the stern of the boat, looking at the water, but he eventually rejected the idea - gold was not a problem for him at all.

Encouraged by the demonic power, the Black Swan ploughed through the sea as fast as it could, and its speed was completely exaggerated - thirty-one knots was definitely not something that a normal sailboat of this type could drive, just like this kind of fast and narrow flying scissor sailing ship was about fifteen knots at a normal speed. The ship sailed on the surface of the sea in a very steady rhythm of ups and downs, leaving behind it a long trail that spread out in a cone shape on both sides, and the seagulls flew at the height of the sail and mast, and from time to time they quickly dived to the stern of the ship to pick up a fish - thanks to Huaxia's application of the Heaven and Earth Vitality, even if the monster used the demon energy to control the wind and water power to sail, it would generally not disturb the creatures that were already in nature.

Soon they rounded the Cape of Good Hope and thrust into the Indian Ocean in one fell swoop, using the help of a strong westerly wind. Next, they will begin their hunt for the Spanish treasure ship, the vast sea will become their playground, and the pleasure of hunting mortals will begin. These monsters were all water tribes, especially the shark monk, who could easily smell the breath of a mortal from the sea hundreds of nautical miles away, so they quickly found their target and adjusted the bow of the ship to prepare to intercept it.

The Black Swan raised a white skull flag with a black background, and crossed under the skull was a knife and a sword, and the skull was painted in a very realistic relief way, as if it was about to pounce out of the flag from a distance. The sailboat began to take advantage of the strong sea breeze to take a zigzag course, making the most of the wind. The monsters on the deck began to remove the armor covering the guns, began to check the chambers and began to sort out the pellets and lead bullets under the flaps under the guns, and the different types of lead bullets were separated— In fact, these cannons are more used as props for fun and gambling, and the monsters have long been betting on who can hit the most targets with the least amount of ammunition, such as hitting the opponent's mast for a few points, hitting the opponent's whereabouts for a few points, and finally using all kinds of things as lottery heads for gambling Bo Fu doesn't care about them, anyway, the cannon is placed on the ship to listen to a sound and play by the way, even he bet

Soon, the monsters finished loading, and they smiled in a certain direction of the sea - there was nothing at the junction of sea and sky, but this did not prevent the group of monsters from seeing or smelling the breath of their prey. An hour passed, and Bo Fu stared at the small sailing clock in his hand and pouted, "It's almost there, shark! Don't let Lao Tzu down! Lao Tzu has placed a bet on your gun crew! If you lose! Today's tugboat is the bottom of you!"

A lone sailboat appeared at the junction of the sea and the sky, it was a galley that looked a little old, not like those huge Spanish treasure ships, "It's a peer" Bo Fu squinted his eyes and muttered, "I have known it for a long time, and these guys seem to have done a lot of work a few days ago" This guy put his hands on the corridor of the rear stern on the side that had begun to cross and seize the T-shaped cross, looking at the sailboat in the distance.

The cannon sounded, and at the extreme distance, the shark monk opened fire, and the long-pipe cannon burst out of a line of fire, spewing a round lead ball out of the cannon, and soon flew to the opposite sailing ship at a distance of more than ten chains, that is, two kilometers away, and accurately hit the opponent's hull, blowing up countless sharp wooden spikes.

"Ha Lu Ha hit!" the shark elf shouted in joy, and several other guns fired at this side of the fire—no doubt under the demonic control of the monsters, "another draw? Damn! we killed more people than anyone!" the bloodthirsty shark roared, and Bo Fu stood up—he was now on the platform of the stern building, arms folded.

Stunned by such a high percentage of hits, the other side twisted the bow of the ship frantically and began to paddle desperately to escape from the seemingly smooth black pirate ship - although their own skull flag had not yet landed, the hapless pirate ship might still be a clipper ship if it pursued the Spanish treasure ship, and it was just a clumsy fool ship in front of the Black Swan

The distance was reduced to twenty meters, and a puff of smoke erupted from the opposite deck - they forced a salvo to try to knock out the sailors on the opposite ship. But the deck of the Black Swan is empty at the moment, and the guys are all in mid-air right now - they've already started to jump into the gang (to be continued......