The track of dawn in the world of American manga

The Queen Anne's Revenge has made a name for itself long ago.

Even before its last captain, Blackbeard, the brutal pirate who made the entire Caribbean fearless, owned it, this battleship, then called the "Concordia", was already famous.

Its existence itself is almost a witness and recorder of this pirate era. After Blackbeard took possession of the ship and used voodoo to transform and strengthen it, the hull decoration was decorated with human bones and voodoo patrolling the deck cabins.

Zombies have become part of its dark legend.

However, Barbosa obviously has his own logic for the aesthetics of ships.

Therefore, after he killed Blackbeard and snatched the legendary battleship, he "decorated" it according to his own ideas.

Those smelly human bones were thrown away, and the giant skeleton of the ship's prow statue was thrown away and replaced with a more solemn statue of the goddess. The door of the captain's cabin was inlaid with gold and silver, and even the stairs to the lower cabin were covered with copper.

In short, it reveals one word, luxury! Noble! Classy!

This style is completely consistent with the beauty of wealth that pirates pursue but is different from vulgarity. Probably because His Excellency Captain Barbossa once served as the commander of the British fleet for a short period of time, this vulgar man has been vulgar for most of his life.

The old pirate also contracted some of the hypocritical habits of the upper class.

But a voodoo battleship doesn't lose its power just because its decorative style is changed.

But unfortunately, Barbossa is not a wizard and has never wanted to become a wizard, so his control of the Queen Anne's Revenge has always been superficial.

And now, he has to pay the price for his slight.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch"

Wherever Zha Kang goes, the confused living dead, voodoo zombies are all controlled and manipulated by him using special secret techniques.

Therefore, when Mason, with a cold face, came to the door of the captain's cabin and was fawningly greeted by a group of pirates who were dressed in high-class uniforms but still remained vulgar, there were already twelve voodoo corpses following him.

With the fighting power of these voodoo-enhanced living dead, once they go on a killing spree, it is estimated that today's Revenge will wipe the deck with blood and fresh intestines.

Zha Kang actually enjoyed it,

He was no longer content with controlling the Voodoo Corpse and began to delve into the dark interior of the ship to try to gain ownership of it.

This ship is "alive", and in the eyes of the black magician, it is a living thing.

"Please ask your follower to stop his spellcasting!"

A deep voice sounded from the captain's cabin, somewhat dissatisfied, and while he spoke, several thick cables snaked towards Zha Kang like giant snakes.

When Constantine saw this scene, he immediately and decisively dissipated his magic power.

He whispered to Mason:

"The voodoo core of this ship is in the guy's hands, but he has no idea what to do with it. What a waste!"

"Shhh"

Mason made a silent movement, stretched out his hand to straighten his collar, and then walked into the captain's cabin.

The hatch is closed the next moment.

The captain's cabin is not dark. On the contrary, there are two luxurious crystal chandeliers lit with scented candles. In the gentle light, a large round table inlaid with emeralds is filled with fragrant food.

In the center is a plate of roasted suckling pig exuding aroma.

On the small stage next to it, several men with whip marks on their faces but wearing musicians' clothes were playing melodious accompaniment music, while several men who should not be on a pirate ship were wearing ladies' dresses, but their arms were covered with tattoos.

The maid lowered her head and pulled out chairs for the two guests.

This place is like a luxurious small banquet.

Its biggest problem is that it shouldn't appear on a ruthless pirate ship.

"Come on, guests who don't know their purpose, let us put aside our possible prejudices and drink a glass of friendship wine first."

Barbossa sat in the main seat wearing his captain's hat, and stood up with a greasy smile to welcome the two of them to their seats. Mason's eyes fell on Barbossa's face, which was no longer young, and he sighed at this guy and his memory.

The images in are almost identical.

Zha Kang stared at the broad-bladed pirate sword on Barbossa's waist.

He could tell at a glance that that thing was the voodoo core of the ship, and whoever held it could control the ship.

"boom"

Old K's voodoo doll was thrown on the table covered with food and fruits, and bounced a few times before landing in front of Barbosa.

Looking at such a thing, the old pirate's face suddenly wrinkled.

As a guy who once had a huge enmity with Blackbeard, he could tell at a glance that this thing was absolutely "genuine", and maybe it was a voodoo puppet made by Blackbeard himself.

Those who come are not good.

trouble!

Barbossa maintained a false smile on his face, but he had already begun to make calculations in his mind, and he calmly placed his fingers on the handle of the sword at his waist.

However, Mason, who had always had a cold face, showed a smile at this moment. He generously stepped forward to pull out the chair and sat opposite Barbossa. He then held the knife and fork and cut open the piece while the big pirate watched.

I got myself a piece of the most tender meat from the fragrant roast suckling pig and put it in my mouth to chew, then I picked up the tablecloth and wiped my mouth.

He said:

"Delicious! You have an excellent chef, and it is enviable to enjoy such a meal in this damn age."

Barbossa stared at the too young wizard in front of him.

He is a pragmatist.

He also has some understanding of supernatural powers that ordinary people avoid. After all, he himself has experienced many weird things and even resurrected from the dead.

He looked at the smile on Mason's face and laughed and said:

"As long as the guests like it, I need that chef as a gift..."

"Okay, I'm short of a chef."

Mason accepted the gift unceremoniously and motioned for Zha Kang to sit down and eat. The black magician was not polite either. The two days of sleeping in the open air and the unhappy mood just now made him have a huge appetite.

Oh, Constantine's food appearance is really unseemly.

"Sir Barbossa, I'm here to talk to you about something."

Mason started, and the old pirate sat up straight and said:

"Everyone alive in the whole sea knows that I once had a little dispute with Edward Teach, and he caused me to lose a leg. It's a pity, I like my leg very much.

So I killed him tit for tat.

I think this is a 'normal communication' between pirates and has nothing to do with wizards."

"No, I don't want to talk about this."

Mason waved his hand and said:

"You know when Edward Teach would make voodoo dolls for other people? If you had known, you would have realized that he and I were never friends.

What I want to talk to you about is another thing.

I'm sorry for the less than honorable way I boarded this ship."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! My ship welcomes all friends with good intentions. Friendship always comes uninvited, and occasionally breaks in through the door.

I'm used to it."

Hearing Mason's words, Barbossa suddenly smiled, and most of the worries in his heart disappeared.

As long as you're not looking for trouble, that's fine.

The big pirate has too many headaches now, and an old man like him has no more energy to guard against vendetta. For those in high positions, hatred and vendetta are always a very luxurious behavior.

"I heard that the pirate kings are going to gather on Turtle Island to discuss how to resist the Black Death that is spreading across the world and those endless ghouls?"

Mason picked up an orange and pushed it aside, saying:

"I also heard that you convened this meeting?"

"I'm only responsible for delivering messages."

Barbossa smiled, raised a glass of wine with a frank look, drank it with the generosity a pirate should have, and said cheerfully:

"It's the guardian of the code... Well, Jack's father, that old man who is immortal and haunts me, wants to use my mouth to summon my colleagues.

Since the end has come, everyone should hold together to stay warm.

Although in my opinion this is not a bad thing.

Because of the fear brought about by the doomsday, my fleet tripled overnight, and my territory expanded sevenfold in just one month.

With tens of thousands of people living under my rule, I feel like an uncrowned king.

The nasty Royal Navy is no longer able to protect itself and is scurrying around like wild dogs.

If you don't think about the biting ghouls and the lingering Black Death, these two months have been the most enjoyable time in my life."

The big pirate did not hide his disdain for the doomsday at all.

It's not that he doesn't pay attention to this matter, but he seems to be like other survivors and intends to have a good time before the last moment arrives.

It is also very consistent with the idea of ​​​​pirate style.

"But this is just the last ray of light before sunset, Lord Barbossa."

Mason ruthlessly broke the big pirate's joy and brought him back to the cold reality.

The young man peeled the orange and said:

"If the Black Death continues unchecked, your ocean kingdom will soon become a scorched earth infested with ghouls. You can continue to rule, but just like a king sitting in garbage dumps and mud pits."

The young man looked at the extremely luxurious captain's cabin. He reached out and touched the huge emerald inlaid on the corner of the table and said:

"At that time, no matter how much wealth you have, it will only make your coffin heavier."

Barbossa fell silent.

The look he looked at Mason was no longer so friendly.

This kind of person who deliberately wakes up from a beautiful dream is the most abominable. He should be dropped on the mast and allowed to be eaten by seabirds!

"I can save you."

Mason didn't push the envelope anymore.

He took a piece of the peeled orange and threw it into his mouth, and then handed the rest to Zha Kang, who was grabbing the roasted suckling pig and chewing on it, his mouth full of oil, and he was eating with revenge.

The young man leaned on the luxurious black velvet armchair, stared at the big pirate and said in a serious and serious tone:

"I have medicines in my hand that can help you fight against the Black Death and ghouls... Don't look that surprised, Lord Barbossa.

I think your expression is a bit unseemly for a legendary pirate who has experienced resurrection from the dead, been to the Demon Prison and returned safely, and even presided over the ceremony to release the sealed Poseidon.

As you can see, I am an alchemist who can be called brothers with Blackbeard. Isn’t it normal to have some special abilities?"

"I do not believe!"

Barbossa completely dropped his pretense.

The old pirate stuck out the big gold teeth in his mouth and stared at Mason with the predatory eyes of a wild beast. He said:

"If you really have that kind of medicine, you can become the king of the world or a role like the living Christ! Why do you need to go to my ship to discuss these things with me?"

"Because medicine needs to be prepared! And the raw materials I urgently need are in your hands, Barbossa."

Mason knocked on the table and finally stated the purpose of his trip:

"The 882 cursed Aztec devil gold coins in your hand. I need those death treasures to represent the lingering resentment endowed with the demise of an empire as a guide to the preparation of this medicine."

"You are trying to blackmail me! No, you are a liar! You are trying to defraud me of the most valuable treasure in my hands!"

Barbossa drew his sword and struck it on the table with a bang.

The musicians who played the music were scared to death, but Zha Kang continued to eat without even raising his head, while Mason continued to maintain an expressionless face.

He said:

"You have 882. I only need one to make the medicine. You will see its magical effect with your own eyes, and then you will willingly give me the remaining cursed gold with both hands.

You even have to kneel on the ground and beg me to accept the gold.

If I don't accept it, you will be bitten alive by other people who are eager to survive!

Barbossa!

I'm not begging you now, so don't scare me with your pirate habits.

Five days!

I only need five days."

Mason slowly picked up the tablecloth and wiped the orange juice on his hands. He stood up and said to Barbossa:

"My companions will stay on Turtle Island. In the early morning five days later, you will see with your own eyes what a handsome return your investment will reap...Does ruling an island of tens of thousands of people make you feel like you have reached the pinnacle of your life?

The poor old pirate is so reserved even in his dreams.

Your daughter is much braver than you, at least she will believe that there are real miracles and myths in this world."

"I don't have a daughter, you idiot!"

Barbossa laughed.

However, the next moment, he heard Mason's long voice say:

"The little nun in a Spanish convent encountered a bad man and handed over her innocence and life to a smooth-talking and smooth-talking pirate.

Poor Margaret waited for the heartless man, but the damn man never came back until she died alone.

Little Serena Smith has been helpless and lonely since she was a child.

Worst of all, she might be hanging out with Jack Sparrow now.

If I were you, Barbossa, I would immediately drop everything on Turtle Island to catch Jack and bring her back before he ruins your daughter's life like you ruined Margaret's."

Barbossa's laughter stopped suddenly like a chicken being strangled, and the old pirate sat back in his chair with a pop as if he had lost his soul.

He looked at Mason in disbelief.

The young man pulled the collar of his gray trench coat and said to him:

"The diary with the ruby ​​​​that you left for the child destroyed her. You thought that the ruby ​​​​was the wealth you left for your lover to spend the rest of his life, but you were rude and didn't know that you snatched the ruby ​​​​from the museum in Italy.

The diary itself is a precious thing.

I don't want to say any more.

I just gave you a 'gift' to your already boring life, Barbossa.

Now, give me the cursed gold coin!

The world is crying and begging me to save you, but you idiot is still wasting your little time."

The old pirate gritted his teeth and was obviously unwilling to admit defeat.

He roared, and the door to the captain's cabin was pushed open the next moment, and a female pirate, who was holding a knife to her neck by two pirates, was weakly pushed in.

She was stunned when she saw Mason.

Then, she noticed the unique cat-shaped pendant hanging around Mason's neck. After carefully distinguishing it, the weak female pirate broke away and rushed over to hide behind Mason.

She said weakly:

"Are you Mr. K's son? You don't even look alike!"

"I am his heir, poor Angelina Teach."

Mason did not look at the weak female pirate. He said to Barbossa:

"I want to take Blackbeard's daughter away too! Look at how this poor girl has been tortured by you. You are really an old bastard who is not a gentleman at all.

So, what should I say?

Barbossa, will you give it or not?"

The old pirate stood up, suppressed his anger and slashed open the black skull box on top of a pile of dazzling gold at the edge of the captain's cabin, revealing the yellow-orange devil's gold coins inside.

He grabbed the wig that was used to cover up his thinning hair, threw it to the ground and said with a grin:

"If you want it, take it yourself, as long as you dare!"

Mason took out the leather gloves he had already prepared from his pocket, and under Barbossa's sarcastic gaze, he took out a gold coin from the box and put it in front of his eyes for inspection.

"You don't even dare to touch it?"

The old pirate said something provocative again, and the young man curled his lips and said:

"Just because I know what this is, I won't choose to touch it. After all, there is only a fine line between courage and recklessness. Five days, Barbossa, is enough for you to bring back your daughter and Jack.

Then we'll discuss business again.

That's a business where you can have it all.

Agree on the remuneration in advance...

I want the Black Pearl and Jack Sparrow, no matter what!"