In the corridor of the cabin, the sailors held shields made of linen and wooden boards, crowded in the narrow corridor. A heavy shadow was overwhelming. Du Xu stepped on the shadow, like a king patrolling his territory, pressing towards the sailors step by step. The shadow under his feet spread to the sailors. When the shadows under the feet of several sailors were wrapped in the shadows, they stood strangely in place.

"Witch! He is a wizard!" Someone shouted, and in an instant, the sailors fell into a dead silence. In the Caribbean wizards are not only legends, but also real terrible threats. The terrifying pirate Blackbeard is a Vodou wizard, a voodoo corpse, a voodoo doll, and a terrible witchcraft that can put a ship in a bottle. Facing Du Xu, who may be a wizard, the sailors are full of courage.

One man turned around and escaped from the cabin. Immediately, all the sailors lost the courage to face Du Xu and retreated from this terrible place. It seemed that the deep and narrow corridors had swallowed their courage. Everyone instinctively rushed towards the light, as if the bright and wide deck could help them resist the terrible witchcraft.

The crew members of the "Rum" suddenly found that they were not familiar with the ship. The wooden boards under their feet creaked, and the deck they had washed thousands of times had a layer of dark ointment. The bodies neatly placed on the deck were sprayed into the ointment, and they melted into shiny corpse oil, which reacted with the ship board and turned into a dark layer. The sailors stepped on the deck barefoot, as if they felt a layer of beating and living life under their feet.

A trace of black sticky velvet stretched upwards. Every inch of the "Rum" space was covered with such silk threads. At first, sailors could still rush forward without caring, but as the layers of wire mesh became thicker and thicker, they were like little bugs falling into the spider web, entangled tightly and tied tightly in the wire mesh. There were a few fish that had lost their nets, who wanted to jump into the sea, but the cables swimming around like pythons in the air, with amazing stickiness, tied them back in the air.

The rebellion of dozens of sailors was quelled in a blink of an eye. When Edward rushed out of the captain's room, he saw this terrible scene. Their ship came alive, and the wooden boards squirmed like life, concentrating the black cocoons tied by the crew at Du Xu's feet. The ropes in the air hung the remaining people and hung in front of Du Xu. Edward seemed to hear the breath of the "Rum" and felt its heartbeat.

At this moment, Edward had no joy of betting right, and only had deep and deep fear of Du Xu, which was exactly what Du Xu needed. When you can't command everyone with prestige, you might as well try fear. As a yellow man, Du Xu could not surrender to crew members full of white supremacy, but it was not difficult to let them fear him deeply in the bones.

Du Xu walked to the rudder, stood on the platform, looked down at everyone, and let his friends stand on the side, and beat the railing rhythmically with his right hand, and said to the sailors loudly: "Gentlemen! My crew! Are you trampling on the kindness I gave you, ignoring my advice, and determined to launch an evil and shameless rebellion?" The fierce night wind could not dissipate the echoes around, and Du Xu's voice rang out clearly in the sailors' ears.

"It's all Harry, it's Harry who instigated us. He is the captain's nephew, and it's..." The voice below stopped abruptly. The pirate who was eager to prove the culprit was hung high by the cable, twisted his neck into a strange angle, and the crisp sound of fractures sounded clearly in the crew's ears.

Du Xu looked below with a plain expression, looking at the excited crowd, even his friends were stunned by this change. Lou Yue widened his eyes and yelled at Du Xu in a hurry: "He said everything, you still kill him!"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a sudden sank on his shoulders, but Du Xu turned around and pressed his hands seriously on Lou Yue's shoulders. The indifferent eyes that made Lou Yue unable to help but be stunned. He remembered that he was facing this moody killing god. The little courage he had just risen disappeared without a trace like a pile of sand filled by the sea.

"Out of being responsible for your lives, please listen to me and finish my rules first!" Du Xu said coldly: "First, I didn't ask you to speak, just shut up!" Du Xu raised the index finger of his right hand.

The cruel and ruthless words and fierce and indifferent actions made everyone frightened. Du Xu coldly raised the middle finger of his right hand and said calmly: "Second, you must die half of them first!" This time, even Edward didn't care about his fear of Du Xu. He hurriedly stood up and begged: "Sir, the people here have just gone to sea, so we can't start this ship!" I don't know if it was Du Xu's arrogance that aroused the sailors' resistance, or Edward's words encouraged everyone, a stout crew member hanging in the air shouted at Du Xu: "Come on! Kill me!"

There were also a few people in the black cocoon underground, yelling at Du Xu. One of them seemed to be the leader. He glanced at Edward standing next to him and shouted loudly: "I have the kind of killing us all, you can drive the boat by yourself!" The sunset of dusk sprinkled a warm orange-yellow light, which made Du Xu's cold smile look a little warm. With this warmth, all the insults stopped abruptly.

Du Xu tapped his finger, and the cable "you" wrapped around it, suddenly lifted it up to his neck, and then "You, you, don't shake over there, I mean the one next to you!" The cable stretched and contracted without a trace of stagnation, and one human body after another was hung up like a rag doll, and the sound of fractures was connected crisply, like music.

Edward knelt on the ground, with no slight expression in his eyes. He couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't know whether he should be glad or sad. He remembered the scene where he brought people to throw the sick black slave off the ship. Just like this, he was indifferent and cold and full of mechanical and programmatic effects, as if it was not life, but a kind of goods and commodities, destroyed by cold machinery.

Now the same thing happened to the people around him. The person who used to kill people was coldly killed. The slave ship had just put down a batch of goods from the New World. How many had he handled on the way? It seemed that there were six or seven! A little boy was about teenager, and he was a little hot on the road. He took him away from his father and threw him down the sea. Just like now, one by one, begging is useless, and insulting is useless. Life is like a cold number, just the base of profits of the captain when he settles the accounts, just a cold loss.

Du Xu announced his third rule - all those who don't like it will die! Dozens of sailors are not counted as Edward, and only nine survived. There was no such a small number, but some people were frightened and were hung on the mast. Some people had hatred in their eyes, and all kinds of strange reasons fully demonstrate what "all those who don't like it will die." Finally, Du Xu held a black dragon flag and said to the lucky ones who survived: "The boat will dock on Turtle Island later. I will let you go and promote my majesty, evil and cruelty on this sea. Let all those who see this flag be frightened! Wherever this flag goes, whether you are a noble or a civilian, whether you are a pirate or a governor, you can only see killing and death!"

"How do we start this boat?" Wang Teng did not give the colonists a trace of sympathy. He firmly believed that in this land of sin, everyone was filled with sin, and everyone was covered with blood, including Indians, blacks, and Chinese, among which sailors were the most. The only thing he complained about was how to drive this classical ship back, which was the first ship he seized, full of spices and gold and silver.

"Did you hear it?" Du Xu did not answer Wang Teng's question head-on, but instead opened his arms and hugged the sea breeze, facing the big ship beneath his feet.

"What?" Wang Teng asked in confusion. He didn't understand what Du Xu meant.

"Did you hear the boat under our feet cheer happily?" Du Xu took a deep breath, as if he really heard the cheers of the "Rum", pointing to the entire ship "The unwilling soul from the depths of the slave ship, died on the ship's black and black resentment, and the first time he was comforted. The soul of the murderer, the blood of the enemy, the death of the slave trader, the bones of the slave trader, the sacrifices were ready, the fierce resentment souls were about to be liberated, and the one who inherited their will will be a brand new big ship!"

"Rum!" It started to wriggle like a caterpillar. The terrified sailor and Du Xu's teammates ran to the "Business" together, watching the big ship under Du Xu's feet slowly transform, and the passionate black and human spirit songs sounded on the ship, and the dynamic rhythm and cheerful tone seemed extremely strange in the empty cabin. The corpse hanging on the mast melted bit by bit, and the white bone man piled on the deck stood up. Most of the sailors of the "Rum" re-serted on the ship again in another posture, squirming inch by inch by the place painted with the ship's name. After a while, the name of the "Rum" was replaced with another line of blood-colored words - Lingge Revenge.

"Revenge of Lingge!" Du Xu read it out at the same time and asked Wang Teng beside him: "I think this name sounds much better than before! What do you think?"

"I think so! But there are ladies here, it's not good if you act like a horror movie for them to show them!" Wang Teng pointed to the women who were already scared to the side.

Du Xu raised his eyelids and saw Qiangzi hugging Lei Lei happily comforting him. Lin Su hugged Qian Yan, Wang Teng's girlfriend Qin Ruping looked at Du Xu with a resentful look on her face. Even Li Dali, a stupid guy who had no girlfriend, hugged Tang Yue, who was screaming makeup girl. However, Lou Yue calmly hugged his arms, ignored all this, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "Do you have it? I think they are quite happy!"

Du Xu launched the forbidden spell of the blood clan for the first time: the feast of the dead. Although he was not very familiar with his business, he even used better than the blood clan with his understanding of the essence of magic and his extraordinary attainments in Eastern Methods. With the help of the resentment of the black slaves, he sacrificed the ghost ships made by dozens of original sinners. Not only did they perform first-class speeds up to twenty knots, but they also had room for promotion. As long as they kept giving the ship spirits, their power could expand infinitely. The Avengers of Spirit Song did not deserve its name, and the flames of revenge were burning in its soul.

Therefore, when Du Xu drove a boat to Turtle Island, the pirate land turned into ruins, a bustling market, bustling sailors and pirates. This prosperous port, which was said by Jack Sparrow, turned into ruins under the undead controlled by Du Xu, was sacrificed by the blood to the Spirit Song Revenge.

Only women and operators escape smoothly while Du Xu opens his own net. After all, Du Xu needs people to promote his reputation and create a terrifying atmosphere on the sea.
Chapter completed!