Fairy’s Box

After figuring out the reason why the Blackbeard Pirates attacked the Quincy, Yale looked at Blackbeard's thick gray-black hair, and an idea suddenly appeared in his heart-they might be able to disguise themselves as the Blackbeard Pirates, In the name of Whitebeard's birthday, the human forces approaching the Uncharted Sea.

"My lord, my lord, I said everything, please let me go."

Blackbeard stared at the other side nervously, feeling the force of iron pincers when his neck was clamped tightly. The gulf-like gap made him panic, and he could never muster the courage to resist.

"Can."

Yale nodded, let go and threw the opponent on the deck, and at the same time slashed the void with a knife in his backhand.

Whoosh-!

The strafe of the dark evil energy formed a flash of light, and the large-scale indiscriminate attack covered the entire pirate ship, forming a huge black disc in an instant.

"From now on, I'm Blackbeard."

Yale slowly lowered his arms and glanced at the survivors who were paralyzed on the ground, with a smile on his face: "About my life story, you have to explain it word for word, otherwise, it will be the end of the game. Like these useless people."

"Yes Yes Yes Yes!"

Edward, who was deprived of his title, trembled. He didn't dare to look at the corpse of his subordinates, and nodded frantically in resignation. Anyway, my name is not worth much. Anyone who likes to take it can take it. It is more important to save his life now than anything else.

At the same time, the man secretly swore in his heart that if he was fortunate enough to return to his hometown alive, he would honestly do business, farm land, join the army, and everything would be fine. Anyway, he would never be a pirate in his life!

...

"What!? Boss, are you going to be a black beard?"

"What!? We want to be pirates too!?"

"What!? We are now members of the Blackbeard Pirates!?"

After everyone heard the news, they were a little unacceptable. They felt that even if they had to pretend to be a pirate, there was no need to pretend to be such a poor organization as the Blackbeard Pirates.

"Don't be impatient, let me explain slowly."

Yale pressed his hands down, and when they were quiet, he explained carefully:

"According to the information I just learned, the pirates in the Uncharted Sea are all certified. If a pirate group wants to enter the Uncharted Sea, it needs at least a three-year observation period. During this time, a major event has to be made before it can pass. Review, we don't have the time right now. The Blackbeard Pirates are in this observation period, so it's just right for us to contact the pirate organization in its name."

"But... we don't look like them at all." Nancy pointed to a bunch of dead people on the pirate ship, her face full of helplessness.

"Pirates, it's normal for dead people to change crews, and that's why I left a few alive."

The black-haired knight waved his hand indifferently, then turned his gaze to Lydia, pointed at his chin, and said:

"Can you make me a black beard?"

"Um!"

The female knight's eyes narrowed, and then she raised the thumbs of both hands, posing a perfectly fine pose.

The two walked into the cabin, and after a few minutes, Yale stepped back on the deck with a beard on his face. At the same time, he glanced at the crowd and silently pointed to the entrance of the cabin.

"..."

They lined up wisely, entered the cabin one by one, and accepted their respective pirate roles.

...

Uncharted Seas, Borderlands.

The Quincy broke through the blue waves and sailed steadily towards the Mid-Atlantic. Just as it approached the border of the mysterious sea, the hull suddenly trembled violently.

"There are strong ocean torrents here. The waves on the water are rolling up the sky, and the underwater currents are surging. Even a 10,000-ton ship may be swept away by the huge waves. You have to be careful." The face explained cautiously.

"So exaggerated..."

The black-haired knight turned to look at Edward, whose head was shaved bald, and asked, "The wind and waves are so strong, how did you enter the Uncharted Sea before?"

"We were waiting for the off-season of ocean currents to pass. Now if we want to go in, we can only rush in." Edward, who was shaved with a bald head, quickly straightened his back and answered honestly.

He was lucky to save his life, and the power of darkness was not taken away by the other party. Now he acts as a cleaner for the Blackbeard Pirates, and works part-time to provide all aspects of intelligence.

"There's no other way, Kara and Bruno are ready to fight the waves, let's rush over."

Yale signaled to his companions to prepare, then picked up Babur's fish tank and walked to the side of the boat: "Brother Octopus, if the wind and waves are too big, you have to go out in person."

"no problem."

Brother Octopus agreed, jumping out of the fish tank and jumping into the rolling sea.

In the next second, the sea water seemed to be boiling, and a large number of bubbles appeared. In the sound of the bubbles rolling, a huge shadow floated on the sea surface at the bottom of the ship, and kept the same speed as the Haiyan.

"In this way, even if there is a reef underwater, Babur can help us settle it. It should be no problem." The black-haired knight looked at the black shadow several times larger than the Quincy underwater, and his heart quickly became much more at ease.

With Babur as the leading party, the vibration of the Quincy was suddenly much smaller, and it was steadily approaching the border of the mysterious sea. Waves of waves up to dozens of yards roared, and crashed into the hull one after another, and the sea was full of large and small whirlpools. The chaotic ocean currents tore the sea surface, the waves were like thunder, and the height difference formed a scene of rolling mountains.

The closer it is to the mysterious sea, the denser the waves will be, and there will always be a sea demon escorting it.

While everyone was working together to resist the offensive of the waves, a faint song came from a distance, attracting everyone's attention.

Siren?

Yale turned alertly and looked in the direction from which the singing came, only to realize when a faint mist rose from the sea. and spread quickly.

The song was ethereal, ethereal and sweet. It came from the east for a while, and then it sounded in the west again. Even the roar of the waves could not be covered up, and it looked very strange.

"How come the siren appeared?" He cast his eyes on Edward again.

"I don't know, at least I've never encountered such a situation." The other party shook his head again and again, the big bald head soaked by the sea only appeared to glisten in the sun.

"That's weird..."

The black-haired knight continued to search for the location of the singing, his right hand grasped, and the dark evil energy condensed into a pitch-black short spear, which he held tightly in his hand.

The singing on the sea became clearer and clearer, and the beautiful accompaniment of the strings gradually sounded. The people on the deck were gradually infected by the notes, and their faces were all confused with a look of loss, as if they were all intoxicated by the dream brought by the singing. middle.

"court death!"

Yale radiated his perception to the limit, faintly aware that some kind of fluctuation was exuding under the sea water in the northwest, his arm suddenly swelled and thickened, and instantly raised his hand and threw a short spear.

Whoosh-!

The black light spear dragged a tail mark and quickly disappeared into the mist. A few seconds later, a scream came from the wave, the evil music stopped abruptly, and the surrounding fog quickly dissipated like boiling steam.

"Damn, this song is too evil."

"Is it a sea monster?"

"It's not the Kraken, the Kraken's singing doesn't affect us, it must be something else."

Everyone woke up one after another, recalling that they had just been manipulated by the singing voice, and all of them showed lingering fears.

"Don't panic, keep on guard."

Yale stared at the sea where the singing disappeared, his face was cloudy, and he didn't look away for a long time.

The blow he just made didn't kill the opponent, but wounded the opponent who couldn't be protected. That is to say, the owner of the song could appear again at any time.

...

Everyone's vigilance continued until the overwhelming ocean currents disappeared. The moment the Quincy broke through the edge of the mysterious sea, it was thrown high by a sea wave as high as 300 yards. Then, like skiing, he ran for hundreds of nautical miles and rushed to the northeast of the mysterious sea.

After they woke up from their dizziness, they stared at them, and in the distance, islands filled with black energy appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The islands, large and small, were shrouded in thick darkness, and they seemed to condense into tangible matter, so dark that it was suffocating, and there was no light at all. Even the nearby sea surface was engulfed by the deep darkness, and there was not a single wave of water to be seen.

"That's the outskirts of Ghost Island."

Brother Octopus climbed back from the side of the boat, got back into the fish tank, and said in a low voice:

"It's not yet the time for the group of bones to move, you can go over and observe for a while. The undead around the ghost are very weak, most of them are animal undead, and they are not aggressive. It is best to communicate with the pirates and find them to spy on information. But you must not break through the periphery, there are ghost fleets patrolling regularly, it is easy to be found, it is best to come back before dark."

"Then go have a look."

Yale decided to spy on the outside to understand the law of ghost activities, so he directly named the aquatic product team: "You go with me, and the rest stay on the Quincy, no, they stay on the Blackbeard."

The three of them did not take the boat, they dived directly, swam all the way to the nearest ghost island, and carefully climbed onto the land.

The island is a wilderness, and the sun is soft on the ground, as soft as silk.

In addition to the large and small gravel, there were a large number of sun-dried fish corpses lying on the ground. The flesh was dry, the color was gray and black, and there were also strands of black air. It was obviously not an ordinary fish corpse.

"Can fish also become undead? This island is really strange." Goethe whispered.

"As long as the conditions are right, any animal can become an undead." Lolo responded softly.

"..."

The black-haired knight did not speak, but went straight to the bottom of a gray-black rock, where there was a large five-foot-tall fish corpse, with its dorsal fin leaning on the rock wall, and his eyes glanced at the three of them, but did not speak.

When the three walked to it, the fish corpse let out a hoarse sigh:

"Is it a new pirate?"

"Yeah, we are pirates of the Blackbeard Pirates." Seeing that the other party was so easy to talk to, Yale hurriedly climbed up the pole.

"Listen to my story."

The fish corpse seemed to be accustomed to chatting with strangers. Seeing that they had the patience to talk to him, he immediately talked about his own experience:

"I was originally a tuna swimming in the sea. From birth, I was stronger than my peers, and I was called the king of tuna. Later, because I accidentally ate the remains of a sea devil, I mutated and started Generated wisdom and realized that even if you are a fish, you should have a dream.

What is my dream? After thinking hard for a long time, I decided to find the end of the sea, even if it takes my whole life to do it! Listen to what a great ideal this is, just thinking about it will give you courage.

So I went on the road alone, ready to embark on the journey of my dreams, but I couldn't escape the tricks of fate, I was swept here by the sea when I was passing through the mid-Atlantic, and I was sunburned to death on the island..."

"What an idiot." Lolo looked at Goethe, and there was such a signal in his eyes.

"There seems to be no room to say good things about it." Goethe quickly exchanged glances with him.

"..."

Yale's eyes were indeed wet, and he was very moved. He patted his fin comfortably. Thousands of words were brewing in his heart, and finally turned into a sigh:

"You've done your best."

"Thank you, I can feel your sincerity, and other pirates will only laugh at me for being too self-sufficient."

The fish corpse rolled his eyes and glanced at him. The shriveled fish eyes were slightly moist, and his voice was a little hesitant and confused: "Since I died, I have never dared to go into the water, can you tell me what I look like now?"

"..."

The black-haired knight looked at its shriveled corpse, the grayish-black color, and the stench that lingered on the body, held his breath, and replied in a hoarse voice:

"You're almost a salted fish."

"..."

The fish corpse burst into tears, and his back suddenly leaned against the rock. He looked up at the sky, and his mouth widened: "Is that so... I should have thought of it long ago... It turns out... I'm almost a salted fish."

Yale could feel that a certain pillar supporting his belief had collapsed, and the fish's spirit suddenly collapsed, becoming lifeless and completely reduced to a salted fish.

After a moment of silence, the black-haired knight pointed to the lying fish corpse, and sighed towards the fishery team: "If you don't have dreams, what's the difference between a person and a salted fish."

"..."

The aquatic product team was stunned and could only subconsciously nodded.

"By the way, salted fish, can I ask you something?" Yale tapped the fish corpse on the head.

"Oh... just ask."

Xianyu maintained a posture of looking up at the sky, his eyes were empty, his eyes were dull, and he seemed to have used up the last ounce of strength when he spoke.

"When will the Ghost Fleet appear, how often will they be dispatched, and how many are there?" The black-haired knight put away his moved expression and asked calmly.

"In the past, they didn't go out for a long time. Now, as long as it's dark, they will go out in groups. There are about 300 boats each time they go out. Their boats can dive, so they can cross the mysterious sea from the deep sea and go to the open sea to hunt for living people." Xianyu answered carefully, but his voice was dry and full of pessimism and despair.