Assassin’s Adventure

?The left side of the ship was pulled out by two large gaps. Even the reinforced thick oak board could not resist the attack of the Norse sea monster. The damage to the ship was only minor, but the blow to the morale of the Jackdaw was fatal. .

There were not many sailors on the Jackdaw. After Gordon took a few people, the ship lost five more people, and the whole ship, including cooks and boatmen, only had 25 people.

"Get out of here!!"

The sailor held the gun to Alan's forehead, growled, saliva mixed with blood and sprayed the latter's face, blood dripping from his face.

"You promised us! We were sailors, privateers, but never plundered the flimsy, naked merchant ships, we fought pirates, we fought navies, we attacked fortresses, killed the enemy, never flinched, never ! But this is not our war."

His hand holding the gun was trembling, his face flushed, his finger on the trigger didn't move at all.

The wounds on the body will heal, but the wounds in the heart will not. It will continue to accumulate, suppressed in the deepest part, like a pile of gunpowder, and finally ushered in a spark.

The sailors felt extremely tired. At that time, less than a quarter of the sailors boarded the ship together. More and more old friends were buried in this sea, and no one could guarantee that they would not be the next one.

Allen was silent. He looked at the brandy shipwreck that was getting farther away, and the flying Dutchman who was staring at him. The roar of the Kraken echoed in the air, and in front of him were the tired and wounded sailors and ships.

"I promised you, I still remember, but when we left the captain, we lost the deal with Captain Wilson, lost his deterrence, and our battle at sea will be very difficult..."

"We need a new captain!"

A sailor raised the machete in his hand, and the sound penetrated everyone's eardrums.

This sentence is not loud, but it is harsh in this chaotic environment.

"aye!"

More sailors shouted that Captain Gordon was dead in their eyes, and they had to plan for their own future.

"In case the captain comes back..."

Someone whispered the topic, but was drowned out in the excited voices.

After the whole ship lacked the captain's deterrence and containment, the dissatisfaction that had accumulated for a long time broke out, as well as their demands.

"To shut up!"

Allen finally burst into a drink and drank all the riots.

"Let's get out of here! Then think about more things."

He finally gave in to reality, they didn't have the capital to fight back, and the only thing he could do now was to save the ship and these people.

…

The Jackdaw left behind its captain and bosun, which was a fatal blow to the few people who resisted on the brandy, meaning that no matter how hard they struggled, they could not escape the fate of death in the end.

A sailor's machete-wielding hand slowed, and as a result three rusted blades pierced his stomach.

"captain!"

These were his dying words, and Gordon was shocked, and when he turned away Davy Jones' machete and turned his head, only the sailor's body was lying on the deck, blood dizzy in the sea.

Of course, going in this direction, the Jackdaw's unrepentant sails made him tearful, which was the sustenance of all his hopes, all his own.

"Tsk tsk, what a fragile and tiny loyalty, your sailors are much smarter than you..."

Davy Jones stopped his offensive pace and looked at Gordon with anger, heartache, and desperate eyes.

This is a kind of enjoyment, above pure killing, he is happy to watch the enemy despair, and bow down in front of himself, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Gordon was a little stunned, and even felt that the world was spinning. He never thought that this day would come.

No matter how difficult the battle was, the Jackdaw stood firmly behind him, carrying his wealth, his loyal sailors, and his own dreams.

As long as the Jackdaw can continue to fight, no matter how serious the damage is, it can be repaired through upgrades. Davy Jones cannot completely destroy it, because Gordon is sure that he has enough materials to support three or four upgrades and repairs.

But he underestimated people's hearts and underestimated the morale damage of Davy Jones and the Kraken. Davy Jones was invincible in this sea, and the Kraken devoured countless sailors and ships.

"captain…"

Mickey couldn't move the knife in his hand. His body was soaked with sweat and green blood. He looked at the undead enemies around him, and Gordon, who had blue veins bursting out of his head, was a little dazed, as if a traveler returning home could not find it. road.

"how could this be…"

Gordon lowered the blade in his hand. This was the second time he felt despair. The first time was at the Royal Fortress, facing the muzzle of a large group of people.

Davy Jones walked up to him and looked at the man with no fighting spirit: "My promise is still valid. If you surrender, your only remaining loyal sailor may get a small boat and get out of here alive."

The smile on the corner of the mouth is emerging, and it is the most intoxicating thing to crush a person from the bottom of his heart.

"I…"

Gordon really wanted to give up hope, he lost everything when he lost the Jackdaw, and he didn't even know the meaning of his coming to this world.

The incomparably vast sea made him unable to see his way out, at least he was fighting the most terrifying existence in this sea before he died.

"Your soul will forever be attached to the Flying Dutchman, forever floating in the endless sea with the curse, on the day of my liberation, the day of your liberation."

Davy Jones' thick nasal voice came, but it seemed to be serene. His words were full of bewitching, giving people despair and hope.

"I…"

Gordon can't say anything, he can't find a way to survive, but he can't give up his soul willingly. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The endless wandering is like a ghost, which is really frightening. It is too simple for Davy Jones to kill a person on the sea. No matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to guard against an attack from the bottom of the sea, no matter how powerful a person is. will drown to death.

Without the Jackdaw, he could not have escaped. He was too far from the land, and what was even more desperate was the immortality of Davy Jones. The body brought by the curse is like sea water, and no one can hurt him. to him.

"I hope you keep your promise!"

Gordon bowed his head and had accepted his ultimate destiny. He was a little too tired, but full of confusion, and he didn't know why he lived.

"I've always been like that."

Davy Jones looked at the Dutchman and nodded, a small boat fell into the water and was drifting towards it.

Gordon took one last look at the slightly flushed sky in the distance.

"Is it almost morning? Time flies so fast..."