However, the Heavenly Master of Wenda had a lot of spare time to bring chaise longues and sun umbrellas on the deck, and drank afternoon tea with those English gentlemen.

Duke Bekent's face was cold, as if he could scrape off two layers of ice, but he didn't think that he was defeated and captured. It's really cold enough.

The wind at sea was extremely strong, and the waves that rose from time to time could make this first-class battleship almost jump from the sea.

In this kind of weather, only a hellish guy like Wenda Heavenly Master would pretend to run to the deck to drink afternoon tea.

In spite of the constant scolding in his stomach, the Duke said, "Sir, as an old sailor, I must warn you that a storm is coming. If you look at the sky in the distance, and these trade winds, it all shows that a violent wind and waves are about to descend on this sea!"

Of course, this duke would not be so kind to remind Wen Da Heavenly Master that this pirate leader who had just attacked him.

But there was no way, who let the Duke of Beckent be on this ship? The storm came, and if the ship capsized, he would not be able to escape either.

Now that they have surrendered decently, and this pirate leader has also given him relatively decent treatment. Therefore, this Lord Duke, he doesn't want to die!

Although he spoke, he could barely hear what he was saying. As soon as he spoke, he was blown by the oncoming sea breeze, and he didn't know where to go.

However, Master Wen was able to hear it clearly. Looking around, the sky was a little dark and dreary, but the sky was extremely bright. It's even a little dazzling. Indeed, as the Duke said, a storm was coming.

"You are absolutely right, dear Lord Duke. Master Wen said slowly, "You may not know. That lot of gold of yours has the curse of death on it. Whoever touches this batch of gold will be contaminated with bad luck.

Or you should thank me, if you had personally escorted this batch of gold back to China, maybe you would have suffered bad luck!"

Duke Bekent couldn't sit still, and he was tempted to say, it's ridiculous. I am a faithful believer in God. I will never believe this pagan nonsense.

But after all these years on this continent, he knows it very well. These pagan gods, though not the omniscient omnipotence of the Lord. However, it also has some very dangerous abilities.

Sometimes, even his subordinates suffer a lot because of it. For example, this time, they found a temple in the middle of the jungle, and at the same time they found the gold. But they encountered a huge monster.

Hundreds of warriors died. Only in the end can this monster be defeated. Chase the monster away with guns and guns, and finally take the gold.

Such a powerful monster is clearly not what it should be in the mortal world!

"Your Excellency, you really should thank me. Otherwise, your fleet would have set off with gold in a storm like today's. It is even possible to encounter British ships...... Anyway, you can't ship this gold back!" said Master Wen with a smile.

"What are you kidding!" Duke Bekent finally got angry, this guy in front of him was really cheap and behaved, and that kind of face made Beykent, a prisoner, couldn't help but get angry.

"I am a faithful believer in God. These gods may have some mess of magical powers. But under the glory of the Lord, every qiē will be reduced to ashes!" Duke Bekent drew a cross on his chest.

Wen Fei smiled faintly: "I'm afraid that His Excellency the Duke has made a mistake." In fact, you still don't know the essence of this curse. This curse does not come from the death of these heathens, but from the hearts of men, from greed?"

"Greed?" Duke Beckon was stunned for a moment, and then said loudly, "Mr. Captain, you don't know. We are not like you! We are righteous, while you and your pirates are evil......"

"Justice? If you slaughter a civilization, kill millions of people, and destroy everything that represents civilization. So is this justice?"

"We are preaching God's faith in the glory of God. Save the wicked wretched people who have fallen into the pagan faith!"

Duke Bekent cried hoarsely: "I pity you, this gentleman. You are a fellow without faith, and you don't know anything about this sentiment from the nobility!"

Master Wen smiled sarcastically: "What a precious sentiment and mercy." The so-called salvation is to kill all people, right?"

When you think about the future, there is almost no difference between it and today. It's just that these white ghosts just changed the slogan, and turned the spread of God's glory into something else's slogan.

In fact, what is the essence? It is nothing more than plunder, that is, others are never allowed to have different values than them, and they are not allowed to have the power to compete with them on this blue planet!

The difference is that at that time, there was really no one who could compete with them. But during this time period, although these white ghosts are on the rise, they are not so invincible. Now they don't have this kind of power

And Wenda Heavenly Master, in this world, they are not allowed to have such power at all!

"I'm ashamed of you, for saying such a high-sounding set of adultery and plunder. Actually, why can't you say that the pagan god of death is righteous, and he is leading his people to resist your invasion!

"Nonsense, how can pagan gods be righteous? they are all evil things that deserve to go to hell...... Don't you see? they've already lost, and even the golden idol is on this ship!"

Great Heavenly Master Wen seized the ancient loophole in his words and said slowly: "It turns out that Your Excellency Duke, your so-called justice is like this. Is it true that the king will be defeated or defeated? It's like there is a saying in the East that it is a crime to kill one person, and it is a crime to slaughter all sides?"

"Good always triumphs over evil!" beckont raised his chin arrogantly.

I'm afraid this sentence is what he really said.

Master Wen applauded and laughed: "That's great, Your Excellency, I also believe in this sentence. So we defeated you and turned His Excellency Duke into a prisoner, which shows the righteousness of our pirates!"

"Actually, justice is a bitch, whoever has the most power can press her to the bed and fuck her!" said with a pretended sigh: "And we have already pressed Santo Domingo to the ground, and we have finished our work......"

Duke Beckent's face suddenly turned the color of pig's liver, and he said angrily: "But you are pirates, pirates, understand, how can you be righteous?"

"What's wrong with the pirates?" "We have great power, and we have defeated you. Why can't we pirates be just?"

Beckent had 10,000 reasons to say that pirates were not righteous, but at the end of the day, he only said one: "Because you are not under the glory of God! God will not bless you!"

When he said this, Bekent was arrogant. That's right, Spain at this time was a country blessed by God. No one would have imagined that this small and inconspicuous country in Europe would be the first to discover and rule the New World.

What excites them even more is that the two most powerful empires on the American continent, the Aztecs and the Incas.

These two huge empires capable of mobilizing hundreds of thousands of troops, with a sound system, with a well-developed system, and with a civilization that has developed to a certain extent. but they were all destroyed by their small Spanish forces.

Their colonization on the American road is unimaginable. It's as if there is a god watching in the sky, blessing the general!

Although they went through the crushing defeat of the Armada decades ago, and this time Santo Domingo, a defeat that was even worse than the Armada fiasco.

But the Duke of Bekent still believed, and even every Spaniard still believed, that they were God-blessed country.

Great Heavenly Master Wen showed pity, and after waiting for so long, he finally revealed his last decisive blow: "Your Excellency Duke, haven't you understood yet?"

"What?" Duke Bekent was uncomfortable for a moment by this kind of pity from the Great Master Wen. Although he has become a prisoner.

"As I said, the curse of these gold comes from greed, not the divine power of this Rausch Grim Reaper. In fact, it is your God who wants to destroy this gold and not allow them to go to Europe!"

"What did you say?" the Duke of Bekent was shocked.

Wen Da Tianshi smiled faintly, enjoying this kind of pride of destroying a person with words, especially the pride of this stupid and stubborn old colonist. This can even bring a kind of thrill of doing the right thing for heaven!

"This gold has the power of death on it, just take it back to Europe. These forces can always spread...... Then the faith of this Mr. Death will slowly take root in your world......"

Master Wen Da Heavenly Master gloated: "Therefore, your one will never allow the power seed of this evil god to reach its back garden. So the one who must destroy this gold is the one who believes in you. ”

"How can this be?" Duke Bekent's face changed suddenly: "Impossible......"

"What do you mean impossible?" Master Wen was in a very good mood: "Greed, do you understand? Greed is the original sin of a qiē, didn't your doctrine teach you this? If these statues containing divine powers, or ritual utensils used for sacrifice, were made of wood, I am afraid they would have already been burned by you......

Thank you for the tipping of the Ya'an Xinya brothers...... (To be continued......)