The raging flames, the people running and wailing, when Barbossa opened his eyes, he saw such a scene full of impact. From afar, dozens of gloomy ships, large and small, can be seen parked in the harbor, and undead are constantly disembarking from the ships and joining the killing team.

Just in front of Barbossa, a young man turned his back to him, quietly watching the rioting harbor, and no one dared to approach his surroundings. At the feet of the two of them, an altar that exuded a strong smell of blood was crumbling, and those strange runes on the ground were destroyed. Barbossa lies right in the center of this huge rune circle, and the center of the entire city, according to Barbossa's observation, the city has been completely destroyed, and even with the full support of the Western Continent, it will take ten years to recover.

Barbossa didn't dare to peek at the young man, in his memory, his death was very clear, and the cold of the blade piercing into his body was still fresh in his memory. I thought that this time it was a catastrophe, although I was unwilling to die in the hands of Jack, but it was also a well-deserved death, who would have thought that he would have to open his eyes one day.

Barbossa, who struggled to get up from the ground, made a clumsy salute to Du Xu, feeling a little nervous in his heart. As a pirate, he naturally wouldn't take a thin yellow man in his eyes, but that didn't mean he didn't know the situation. Judging from the situation at the scene, it is undoubtedly this man who took him away from the hands of death and resurrected him from the endless darkness, which is also what really makes him nervous, the power to manipulate life and death, the god-like means.

With his knowledge as one of the Nine Great Pirate Kings, he naturally knew what this meant, he had never seen such a method with his own eyes, nor had he really seen such an existence, but with his rich experience and vision, it was enough for him to deduce something from this terrible method, and to infer the horror of this man.

God's grace is like the sea, and God's power is like hell.

"Your Majesty, Barbossa is deeply honored for your rescue, you have pulled me back from the netherworld, do you have any orders?" Barbossa's posture was very low, and he put forward the conditions very wisely, which saved Du Xu a lot of effort. In terms of human behavior, Barbosa is more than a little smarter than Jack Sparrow, no wonder Jack was led by him to lead the crew to rebel and be banished on a desert island.

Du Xu turned around and looked at him with interest, Du Xu is never stingy and rewarded for smart people, and he doesn't go around the bend with Barbossa, and said straightforwardly: "Captain Barbossa, I do have some things I want you to help do." Of course, as long as you can do it well, you will be completely free from body to soul. Not only that, but I will also give you a ship that is not inferior to the Black Pearl, as long as you behave to my satisfaction! Of course you can also make other choices, such as rebellion and non-cooperation, and you can answer me now, yes or no to my proposal?"

Seeing the undead waiting at their feet, and seeing the strange and familiar ruins of the port of Datrinidad around him, Barbossa nodded busily, and said with a humble smile: "Your proposal is very fair, and Barbossa will serve under you until the end of our contract! Now you can tell me that your goal is ······ ？”

"Calypso, my goal is Calypso!" Du Xu stared into Barbossa's eyes and said to him word by word, "It's not the sealed witch Tia Dalma, but the goddess of the sea, the banshee, the pagan god Calypso!

Barbossa hung his head in silence, hiding his eyes deep underneath, he didn't dare to say anything, but the trembling back hinted at his uneasiness. After a long time, the terrifying ghost thief captain said hoarsely: "Follow your orders, Your Majesty, your will is my goal!"

"Don't be so nervous, Barbossa, it's my job to kill Him, and you just need to set Him free. She has no meaning to me, only She has meaning to me, not a witch, but a goddess of the sea!So, Captain Barbossa, your task is to release Calypso from Tia Dalma's body, and if you do this, you will be free!" Regarding Barbossa's concerns, Du Xu expressed his understanding, not every mortal is as crazy as the group of arcanists in Faerun, taking the God Butcher as the supreme glory and inheritance, and even going forward to poison the gods of the mortals.

Looking at Barbossa, who was obviously relieved, Du Xu silently took off the rose ring in his left hand and handed it to him: "This ring can control a part of the ghost ships, there are nine of them, and they can form a large fleet." You're going to wreak havoc on the seas, purge the ports along the coast, and my fleet will go from the port of Trinidad to the port of Nombreddios and the port of Ivangelista before ending up in the port of Havana. And you have to take other routes, and you are not allowed to let go of any ports along the way. Every ship, whether pirate or merchant, or Spanish, Portuguese, and English warships, was to be burned and sunk to the sea, and I wanted to hear the song of insurrection on the sea, and see the pirates facing an existential crisis. ”

"Jack's traces, you can also sense through the ring, you have to rescue him from the crisis and convene a meeting of the nine pirates!" Du Xu stared at Barbossa with his eyes, he had already paved the way for Barbossa, and the rest was not to be explained!

Sending away Barbossa, Du Xu calculated their progress, with the terrifying average speed of the ghost fleet of thirty knots, half a day from the port of Havana, and only half a month's voyage from London, which has added the time to clean up the ports along the way, in this way, Du Xu still has time to go to the Far East for a walk, especially his hometown of Huaxia, Du Xu feels that there will be surprises.

The Spirit Song Revenge, which has set sail again, has been handed over to Wang Teng at the helm, and the undead sailors who have ordered the ban, and the sturdy and durable Spirit Song Revenge will bring him the best driving experience. The magic equipment that Du Xu gave him happened to be the crystal skull that assisted in the calculation, and the song of the Western longsword elves, and when he took a magic musket and put on a tailor-made captain's uniform, it obviously made him excited. Qiangzi, a violent maniac, is full of interest in war, he holds a gun in both hands, holds a cigar treasured by Wang Teng on the Prosperous Ship, and proclaims himself the cold-blooded and brutal first mate under Captain Wang Teng.

The original ship type of the Spirit Song Revenge is not suitable for racing at all, but after Du Xu's frantic transformation, this magic ship can already be compared to the crazy invention of the Arcanists - the floating ship, which can float under 100 meters, dive above 10,000 meters, deform, land, and not like a ship, it is just a piece of cake to transform into a ship type suitable for speed.

"Yo throat~" Wang Teng shouted with a curled tail note, and excitedly turned the rudder, fusing the crystal skull of the skull with the red ruby in the center of the rudder, countless dense data poured out, and every trace of wind and every trace of ocean current data felt by the Spirit Song Revenge was reflected one by one, and it was quickly processed by the crystal skull.

In Wang Teng's eyes, this world has become a collection of countless data, and the runes on the ship are brightening little by little, and under Wang Teng's mobilization, they have made appropriate responses to every trace of wind and every inch of ocean current. Under its guidance, the currents around the Spirit Song Revenge changed slightly, and finally converged into a clear force.

The Spirit Song Revenge seemed to be unrestrained by friction, easily accelerating on the surface of the water, as if it had no intention of stopping, and the faster and faster speed broke through the common sense of ship navigation, and the huge Spirit Song seemed to be flying close to the water, leaving the fleet behind in the blink of an eye. The fine runes on the ship lit up little by little, an invisible protective cover shrouded the hull, and a faint suction came from the deck, firmly fixing the things on the ship, and the ladies were happy on the deck, not affected by the speed of the ship in the slightest.

There was only a small place at the rudder, as if it was one with the whole ship, feeling the thrill of galloping and the oncoming wind, but Wang Teng didn't seem to be aware of it, he was immersed in the pleasure of galloping. This big ship is like his unruly sports cars, under his control, with the help of the best wind direction and current conditions, overcoming all resistance and obstacles, moving forward at an unprecedented speed.

Du Xu saw that the ship was quickly approaching the coastline, and the trees, cliffs, and small ports on the shore seemed to be within reach, and they were left behind in a blink of an eye, and the port of Ivan Grista was ignored by Wang Teng, and Du Xu never reminded him, even if he did, the guy who had been carried away by the speed might not react.

Pouring the frozen beer into his chest, Du Xu walked to the helm and handed Wang Teng a bottle, the grilled venison and seafood barbecue, coupled with the fast sailboat, the magnificent sea, even Du Xu was a little intoxicated. Wang Teng next to him was already so happy that he couldn't do it, he screamed, dancing to vent his agitated feelings, suddenly fixed the rudder, climbed the high lookout, and issued a command to the control crystal of the Lingge from afar.

The next moment, a stirring song sounded on the ship, it was the theme song in the Pirates of the Caribbean movie - he was a pirate, Du Xu looked at the people who had gone crazy, shook his head helplessly, smiled indifferently, and joined the lively crowd.

The ghost fleet has been left far behind by them, and it will take an estimated six hours to attack the port of Danom Brad Dios and the port of Ivangelista, and it will take an estimated six hours to join them in the port of Havana, which will be the rhythm of beer and revelry.

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