Chapter 912 (1/2)

”Yes, is it the bloody queen in this song?” After just humming a few words, the sailor couldn't bear it, he asked hesitantly.”You, are you talking about her? Captain...”

”Yes... that's right, it's her!” Barbosa looked at the French sailor meaningfully, and nodded.

”This is impossible—absolutely impossible... That His Majesty was a figure two hundred years ago... How could he have appeared in this era... This, this is just like a myth...” the French sailor yelled out of silence.

”In other people's ghost stories, we are still the protagonists...” Barbossa sighed and said, ”How do you know that the myth is - is it fake?”

”...” The sailor was speechless...

And the sailors who knew the story of the bloody queen were secretly grateful. They shared the story about that terrible woman with their companions who did not know the legend...

Seeing his subordinates gradually settled down, Barbosa breathed a sigh of relief. He was finally confused for a while, but now—it's time to boost his morale.”Everyone, I think everyone should be grateful for the curse brought by gold coins. If it weren't for the curse of immortality, now--we might have died long ago...”

”Yes...”

”Although-the curse puts me in purgatory,-it's good to be alive!”

”That's right! Captain!”

”Now, let's have some fun and celebrate our new life...” Barbosa shouted while the iron was hot: ”Set sail, let us rob all the ships we encounter, let us listen to their wailing...”

”Roar--!”

Under the encouragement of Barbosa, the morale of the sailors is recovering little by little... I have to say that Barbosa is very good at restoring morale.

What can make a group of people cheer up in the bloody failure??Of course it is to abuse another group of people who are not as good as him... There is no way to recover faster than this method.

The black sail of the Black Pearl rises again, facing the sun, heading towards the busy commercial channel...

Chapter 1283

One thousand two hundred and eighty-three chapters

When the Venus star crossed the east, on the busiest waterway in the Caribbean, a life-and-death battle was going on.

”Hurry up... Hurry up, give me all the guns, today-we won't keep alive!” Barbossa, who was like a zombie in the moonlight, roared, directing his men to fire at the two unfortunate merchant ships. For him, last night’s depression needs to be washed away with blood and wailing. Of course he dare not seek revenge on the Umbrella, even-now as long as he sees the Umbrella, he will sail away for the first time escape……

Don’t talk about vain things like pirate dignity. Yes, they won’t die, but they don’t want to be insulted like that again. The experience of being played like a toy is enough once. No one wants to come again, unless it is shaking M...

”Roar--!”

Hearing Captain Barbossa’s order, the pirates on the ship who looked like skeletons were also desperately carrying the shells--

That's right, they don't plan to play any more string battles this time, for no other reason, because they need to vent and vent their depression.

The two hapless armed merchant ships had good firepower, but when they saw the iconic black sail of the Black Pearl for the first time, everything was messed up...

Heifan's Ghost Thief Ship-the undead crew-the brutal style of leaving no grass...

Everything in this legend scared the sailors on the ship away from their bodies...

”Those demons...help-I don't want to die...”

”God... how could I meet these demons...”

”Gosh...”

”Help me...I don't want to die...I don't want to die...Mom...”