Assassin’s Adventure - Chapter 240

?”curse?”

Davy Jones’ expression was taken aback: “There is no curse to me.”

Navigating the endless seas freely, traversing the seabed and the capital of the soul, is an unparalleled temptation for a sailor who dreams of the sea, and Davy Jones has it at his fingertips.

“Since you made an offer, I want your sword, excellent weapons, and crafts.”

“impossible!”

The oath-keeping sword is now his life, and the sword is not left to be pinched and rounded.

“I mean that after you die, your sword, like your soul, is a rare treasure.”

Having said that, if Gordon really dies at sea one day, whether the soul can escape is a question.

“make a deal!”

Gordon pondered for a moment and seemed to have made this decision with difficulty, but he was happy, because if the development of the world line was followed, the lifespan of the octopus head would not be long.

For Davy Jones, Gordon’s accidental death is also a kind of death, and it seems that more trouble will be created for this arrogant guy in the next time.

“Happy cooperation!”

On the surface, the two were friendly, but they both had a sneer at the corners of their mouths.

When Gordon left the Brandy, there was a black mole on his palm. Unlike Captain Jack’s, this point was not a target, but an instruction.

“Remember, you only get three chances to order it.”

Before leaving, Davy Jones entrusted him like this, looking at Gordon and the oath-keeping sword in his hand was completely naked and possessive, making people hairy.

A small boat, carrying three exhausted people, rowed towards the place where the Jackdaw left by memory, the future is unknown…

The red star glides slowly across the sky, intoxicatingly, adding a touch of bright red warmth to the bleak moonlight, like blood.

“what is that?”

Mickey lay beside Gordon, the sailor paddling alone.

“Of course it’s a savior, or it’ll be dead.”

Gordon doesn’t know what that is, or why the oath-keeping sword will unlock the huge power, but the oath-keeping sword comes from the song of ice and fire, red star is not in the historical records or in the world of pirates of the caribbean. should exist.

A terrifying guess arises—or maybe another strange world has been mixed in.

They drifted on the sea until noon, and the three of them took turns rowing a little tired. The dazzling sunlight at noon made it hard to open your eyes, and the red star was still hanging in the sky like a bright line.

The mouths of the three people who lacked fresh water were cracked, and the sea was endless, except for the reefs, which were sea water.

Although they encountered several sunken ships, they were obviously cleaned up by Davy Jones. The floating corpses were thrown into the sea with their throats cut, and no fresh water could be found in the tattered cabins. A bucket of wood stubble black bread soaked in seawater is the biggest harvest, and it makes people cry.

The reason why there has been no news in this sea area for a long time is that this is the hunting ground of the Flying Dutchman, and there is no one left.

Gordon took out a compass from his arms. Carrying a compass with him is the basic quality of a captain. After confirming that the drifting direction is still toward the northwest, he lay down again.

“Let’s row again when the sun goes down.”

After muttering, he turned sideways to avoid the sun.

It was night, and there was a sudden wind on the sea. Mickey picked up a broken piece of wood from the sea. It looked like it was a piece of a sub-mast. Several people took off their clothes and used the ropes they picked up from the water to fix it as a sail. , and finally speed up the sailing a little bit.

But when they got to where the White Shark was moored, the ship had disappeared, and the Jackdaw had disappeared into the vast sea.

Gordon held a compass and determined the route corresponding to the stars in the sky. Now they have only two choices, either drift to an island to get food, or reach the bustling route and be rescued.

As the wind picked up, the waves began to hit, which was completely negligible for the Jackdaw, and made their voyage very difficult at this moment.

This had to remind him of the first time he fell to Sakhalin.

“It’s a big deal, start all over again, work harder, and try to reach the route during the day tomorrow.”

“Yes, Captain!”

Gordon tried his best to forget his big boat, imagining himself as an old man and a fisherman in the sea, battling waves and sharks, and overlooking the lighthouse on the coast. I don’t even think I’m singing.

“The evening wind blows gently across Penghu Bay, and the white waves chase the beach… I bah, where did the beach come from?”

Rowing a boat, humming a song, blowing the sea breeze under the starry sky and blood, the sea is clear, and the stars are reflected under the starlight.

I don’t know how long it took, the cold and thirst swept over, and I fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the sound of sailboats rowing across the waves woke up several people in their sleep.

When he opened his eyes, Gordon was a little weak. After all, no matter how strong a person is, if he doesn’t eat or drink for a day, he will feel the emptiness of his body, not to mention rowing desperately.

“There are those in distress!”

The shouts from afar made him smile involuntarily. After all, he was blessed by the protagonist’s halo, whether it was the sudden red star or the sailboat.

“Should I believe in Jesus? No, isn’t **** an ancestor?”

“Get up, get up, have breakfast.”

A two-masted sailboat with a Dutch flag approached, the rope was thrown on the sea, and was picked up by Gordon, where is the rope, this is life!

“I’m sorry, because there have been a lot of drowning people recently, so I can only let you sleep here temporarily.”

On board the Dutch ship, the Far Travel, the only person who can communicate is a 12-year-old sailor on board, who brings the most rudimentary food.

As an armed merchant ship, the Farstrider has some decent firepower to deal with the increasingly rampant pirates in the sea~www.mtlnovel.com~ The captain is not a good person.

A circle of pirates was tied under the mast. These people all escaped from the reef area. They wanted to grab a ship and leave, but they met the captain of the long-distance ship with savage eyes.

Any team of more than three people must give up their arms and accept the interrogation before approaching. If one of them has the mark of a pirate, all of them will be tied to the mast, and those who do not accept it will wait for the shelling.

“This area has been a little unstable recently. There are pirates and ordinary sailors who have fallen into the water. We can only do this.”

The little sailor made an apologetic look, and was about to lock the warehouse door, unaware that it was a fake to lock the little iron to Gordon.

“Hey, hey, wait boy, if you can let me meet the captain, this is yours.”

Gordon took out a large amount of silver coins from his waist, and instantly made the latter unable to move his feet. These silver coins may have been earned by him for ten years without eating or drinking.

He swallowed his throat, then walked up quickly and poured it into his pocket: “Mr.