David Jones held the spread chart in both hands, one tentacle curled Van Okka's slime-filled eyes, and the other took the compass from his arms and opened the black lid.

The hands on the compass swirled and shook in a chaotic manner, and finally pointed in the same direction as the flashing black dots on the chart.

Van Oka is locked.

"Are the ships ready?" He turned his head to look at Marco, who was quietly serving.

"Captain David Jones, our ship is ready and docked in port."

Although Marco said this, he actually didn't have a bottom in his heart.

There are only 10 ships left in the "Whitebeard Remnants", half of which were forcibly converted from cargo ships, and more than half of them have been repaired.

Can such a fleet really win a naval battle with the "Blackbeard Pirates" if it takes the initiative to attack?

David Jones was noncommittal, and the tentacles on his face squirmed actively: "Marco, take us to the port." ”

"Yes."

So Marco was at the forefront, leading the way for David Jones, Chloe and Bucky.

Ace, Joz, and Bista also joined together with more than three hundred men, and a group of people moved mightily towards the port, and from the air, it looked like a mudslide had washed down from the mountains.

Such a large-scale human movement caused a burst of surprise among ordinary islanders.

What's wrong with them? Where is a large group of people going? Is there going to be war again?

The islanders are not yet aware that the "Whitebeard Remnants" have joined the "Davy Jones Pirates".

They don't have much confidence in the "Whitebeard Remnants" now, because the "Whitebeard Remnants" always lose battles, come back in disgrace, lick their wounds, and are defeated again and again.

Or when the "white-bearded" father was alive, the scenery was infinite at that time, where did the rest of the "Old Four Emperors", "Old Seven Martial Seas" and even the forces of the Navy Headquarters dare to bully them?

The islanders looked at the backs of the more than 300 people worriedly, and their hearts were dull and gloomy.

As soon as he arrived at the port, Ace commanded more than 300 people to disperse, carrying weapons, ammunition, food, water, and wine onto the ship.

Ten ships lay side by side on the docks, almost all of them having endured months of constant fighting, so that each one is more and more dilapidated.

David Jones' gray-blue eyes scanned one by one, and Chloe lifted his round-rimmed glasses, both of them silent.

Both Ace and Marco turned their heads in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

Bucky was a little blunt: "Half of these ships are too damaged, right?" Can you really drive to the sea? You won't just sink halfway through, right? ”

He was used to fighting the war of wealth, and the boats he took were basically newly built ships from Fish-Man Island, or ships stolen from others, so he looked down on the ten ships in front of him.

The most dilapidated ship Bucky has ever been on is the Dreadful Ghost, but that's just a disguise, and in fact, few ships in the world can be faster than it, let alone anything else, when it comes to speed.

The ships in front of me are really rotten, and they may affect the navigation.

"No, Mr. Bucky." Ace's freckled cheeks flushed, "They're all strong, I promise." ”

Bucky's white-gloved hands were spread out.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, with the 'Seal of Contract', I am no longer a 'landlubber', and if the ship sinks, I can swim on the surface by myself."

Bucky seemed to inadvertently say an important piece of information, and Ace, Marco, Joz, Bista and the others glanced at each other quite tacitly.

However, no one continued to mention the matter, because David Jones spoke up at this point.

"It doesn't matter if they sink into the sea, it will make them safer."

Ace, Marco and the others couldn't understand the meaning of David Jones's words for a while, were they mocking, or did they mean something else?

David Jones explained his intentions directly with his actions.

He took a step forward, his hands raised above his head.

Boom Boom –

A moment later, dark clouds rolled in like an army of horses under his command, and the entire dock was instantly covered in darkness.

The pirates looked up in surprise, bewildered.

A faint green, firefly-like glow, shimmering slightly, seeped out of the palm of David Jones's hand and floated towards the ten ships.

They piled up on top of the ten ships like ice crystals and snowflakes, forming a thin green curtain of light.

The ship swayed back and forth as if it were alive with the undulating waves.

The pirates on the deck panicked and reached out to grab whatever they could hold on to to them to keep themselves from falling.

Some of the more daring reached over to touch the green curtain, but their fingers passed through it.

The icy sea breeze inexplicably blew a thick white mist that enveloped the fleet, looking mysterious.

Ace, Marco and the others witnessed the strange scene, and they were all stunned in place.

David Jones put his hands down, paused, and ordered, "All hands, get ready to set sail." ”

Without further explanation, he just walked towards the Dreadful Ghost, with Chloe and Bucky close behind.

For a fleet that has decided to set sail, bad weather is certainly not a good time to set sail.

But for the fleet that the Terror Ghost and the "Whitebeard Remnant" improvised were just right.

Ace, Marco and the others couldn't see the slightest hesitation in the expressions of the three of them, and the captains looked at each other and made a decision.

"Ready, brethren, let's set sail at once!"

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"Otoyue" Van Oka tightly covered his bleeding left eye with one hand, and held a sniper spear in the other, and the red blood dripped on the snow, like red plum blossoms blooming.

He cursed under his mouth and used the butt of his rifle to chase away the two pirates who had seen him wounded and came to check on him, then slammed the door open with his shoulder viciously, bringing the cold outside into the house.

In the hall, the "Blackbeard Pirates" and "Cube" Diamanti were still pushing the cups and changing the lamps, and they had not dispersed.

The snow poured in through the doorway and quickly swept through the room.

"Sheriff Devil" Lafayette shuddered and scolded, "Who is it this time?" Why are you opening the door so wide? Don't know it's cold outside? ”

He wears a black top hat and holds a small cane, and his skin is pale and looks like a mime.

Lafayette had just complained, when he turned his head to see that it was Van Okka, and bright red blood flowed from between Van Okka's fingers covering his left eye, like a faucet that could not be tightened, and he couldn't help but stop his mouth.

"What's going on?" "Blackbeard" Titch was taken aback, lifted his fat ass, and left his seat, "Poison Q, show Van Oka quickly." ”

Poison Q, the sickly-looking "Grim Reaper Ship Doctor" wrapped in a fur coat, got up unhurriedly and walked towards Van Oka without saying a word.

"Damn it!" Van Oka finally let go of his palm, revealing the bloody hole and rotten flesh in his left eye, "It's David Jones indeed!" That dead octopus! it! ”

Everyone was stunned, and then they understood why Van Oka had become the way he was.

At the same time, they secretly rejoiced in their hearts that if any of them went to inquire about the information, they might not be able to come back.

They weren't like Van Okka, who could teleport.

However, to put it another way, even Van Okka, who can teleport, and get close to David Jones, will have to pay a price for an eyeball.

This "Deep Sea Hades" is really terrifying.

Of course, there are also people who gloat.

"Big Barrel" Jot burped, wiped his red nose like a proboscis monkey, and smiled in a stinking manner.

"You see, our 'sniper' has lost an eyeball, what kind of hellish joke is this? Hahaha......"

Van Oka gritted his teeth and glared at Jot with one eye, as if he wanted to kill the pot-bellied drunkard with his eyes.

An internal conflict is about to erupt, but Poison Q arrives in time, blocks Van Okka's view, and holds out his finger to check Van Okka's injuries.

"Hmm...... The left eye will definitely not be saved...... Not...... I'm going to have to get rid of this rotten meat for you as soon as possible...... Otherwise, your other eyeball will be hopeless. ”

"What did you say?!" Van Okka's voice was so shocked that his voice became high-pitched, his eyes were a sniper's treasure, and if both eyes were gone, it would be a desperate calamity, "Poison Q, what are you kidding?" ”

"Idiot." Poison Q glanced at Van Okka, it was not the first time he had met a patient who was screaming about his diagnosis, and his tone was familiar, "The loss of one of your eyeballs will send false signals to the brain and damage your other eyeball." ”

Poison Q sat Van Oka down and then treated him: "Don't move! ”

Van Oka endured the pain while cursing Davy Jones loudly, threatening to tear him to pieces.

Bookkeeping: 1/4 chapter owed

(End of chapter)