There was no imaginary battle, and the two sides each sent a wave-breaking boat to negotiate in the middle, and after Red Leaf Island paid some price, the other party took the initiative to give way to it.

This is due to the fact that the Red Leaf Island fleet is strong enough, a giant treasure ship, 13 clippers, plus more than 100 wave-breaking boats, and nearly 2,000 strong crew members plus hundreds of mixed passengers, so that this group of robbers has to consider the consequences of their actions.

Momiji Island has a reputation for sailing on this route all year round, which is also a factor.

But in any case, as soon as they entered the country of ten thousand islands, they encountered a group of powerful bandits, which cast a shadow on this fleet.

This gang of robbers is not here purely for plunder, but because of the bounty offered by the King of Ten Thousand Islands. It is inconvenient to disclose the specifics, but it is enough to make everyone on Momiji Island worried.

On a nearby island, after a rush of supplies, the fleet was on its way again, wanting to reach its destination early.

However, many times, the more you think that the situation is not good, the worse it really is.

That night, the flotilla was hit by a storm.

It came very suddenly, but fortunately, I reacted early and adjusted the direction in time, and as long as I survived a small period of time, I was able to pass through the stormy area.

This is nothing for the battle-hardened crew and shipowner, just the day.

But unexpectedly, I encountered an accident.

Bang!

The lightning rushed into the sea and disappeared in an instant.

The white light flashed, and the huge ships turned into silhouettes. The wind whipped up the waves, crashing against the ships with all their might, and some even rushed to the deck, causing the crew to exclaim.

The whirlwind swept by, carrying a whirlpool, carefully avoided by the fleet.

In the distance, the blinding red light made everyone vigilant.

Fire, a raging fire.

Appears ahead, floating on the surface of the sea.

In the firelight, countless ships staggered back and forth, fleeing in panic. Yes, in a terrible groan, began to sink.

A ship, particularly conspicuous.

It was as huge as a treasure ship, like a huge coffin, square, dried flesh and blood, sticking to it, full of rotten breath.

The coffin-like giant ship was on a rampage at sea, ignoring the wind and rain, crushing the ships underneath and crushing them to pieces.

The huge sails, as if pieced together with countless iron blades and rust, were one of the driving forces of the giant Mac. There's also a momentum, just below.

White bones, Lei Lei's white bones. Countless big fish made of white bones, they are like the most industrious old cows, biting iron chains and swimming hard.

At the top, there are many figures. Among them, there are huge trebuchets.

With a loud bang, a bronze coffin rose into the air and crashed into the side of a clipper, splashing several feet high, even shattering the crest of the wave.

The fish and shrimp vacated and landed on the deck. The people on the boat panicked and screamed.

A big wave hit him, and a man screamed and was washed into the sea. He panicked and helped up to the sea, and then, in despair.

A bronze coffin with a glass lantern mounted on the front floated to the surface, and the lantern emitted a green light, like greedy eyes on the sea.

Then, the trap was activated, and the coffin lid was lifted and then stretched, forming a huge sail.

The figure lying in the coffin sat up, picked up with the sail, grabbed the harpoon tied to the rope, and aimed at the man who had fallen into the water.

"No!" the man who fell into the water let out a piercing scream, but it was completely drowned out by the sound of the wind and rain.

Two harpoons pierced his body, and the figures on the two coffins tugged at the ropes. Blood gushed out, and the body was torn in half, dragged through, and then tied to the side of the coffin.

On the escaping clipper, the oil drums were thrown down, and when the dense coffins arrived, they suddenly exploded, and the flames splashed, and instead of being drowned by the torrential rain and seawater, these flames stuck to the surface of the sea, and burned more and more, temporarily blocking the army of these coffins.

But what can stand in the water cannot stop the heavens.

One coffin after another fell from the sky, smashing into the vicinity of the ship, and finally, a heavy bronze coffin bombarded the deck, and the deck was instantly smashed into a hole, and the sawdust flew in a row, and smashed through the floor of the cabin below, and stuck on the third floor.

Crunch!

With a piercing grinding sound, the coffin broke the floor, and then a figure crawled out.

It was pitch black, and people couldn't see clearly.

He raised his head, looked at the hole that had broken overhead, leaped up, and with his hand, grabbed the edge of the hole, and then quickly flipped up.

Puff puff puff!!

With three soft sounds, the black shadow was hit by three arrows, he turned around, looked at the more than ten people holding torches, pulled out the saber at his waist, and rushed forward.

The flickering fire shone on the dark shadow's face, emaciated, with a few strands of almost transparent hair on his head, wearing only shorts, no eyes, and a pair of hollow eye sockets, no doubt that this was a zombie, a zombie.

Sharp blades into the flesh, swords collide, blood sprayed.

In the panicked shouts, the zombie's head was cut off, but it also took the lives of two people, one seriously injured and two lightly injured.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their feet shook violently, and the deck above their heads slammed, and a large hole was broken, and the bronze coffin fell straight down.

Hit by bronze coffins one after another, the dilapidated ship could not hold on, began to leak, and slowed down. Countless coffins in the water chased after them, and the zombies on it jumped onto the boat, and in the killing, the ship slowly sank.

Only a small half of the people above jumped on the wave-breaking boat, and only a small half of them escaped the encirclement, but they capsized in the huge waves, and watched the coffins catch up in the water and be harpooned to death.

Devil May Cry doesn't like to be passive, so in a moment of crisis, he ran to the deck and resisted the wind and rain with the crew, and it was for this reason that he saw this scene with all the crew.

Beside him, it was Shiratori, who had only known him for a few days, he took off the gourd on his waist, shivered and poured a sip of wine into his mouth, swallowed hard, and his cheeks were swollen and red: "No wonder, no wonder everywhere looks like a great enemy." ”

"What's wrong?" asked Ghost Cry because of the sound of wind and rain, barely hearing it.

"The North Sea Corpse Demon King is the North Sea Corpse Demon King. ”

"North Sea. Ghost Cry frowned, looking at the huge coffin floating on the surface of the sea in the distance, and some didn't understand how the things in the North Sea came to the East China Sea.

The flotilla began to turn, but the behemoth, as if having spotted the flotilla, turned its guns and smashed coffins in arcs and towards them.

Rumble!

The water column is vacant.

On the deck, the crew was in chaos, controlling the ship to avoid the coffins falling from the sky one by one, and fled quickly.

"Left full string!"

As the owner of the ship, Hong Jianshui personally took the helm, and suddenly shouted heartbreakingly. The Tempo began to turn, making a graceful arc across the sea.

With a terrible sound of breaking the air, the bronze coffin hit the heavy rain curtain and fell into the sea with a bang, splashing and soaring into the air, blending with the pouring rain.

Suddenly, Shiratori's pupils shrank into small dots, and in front of him, on the side of the Tianbao, a huge wave rolled up high.

"Be careful!"

A screeching sound resounded across the deck, and a high wave crashed into the side of the Tempo. Suddenly, the Tempo tilted violently.