Chapter 62 Are You Afraid of Death?

Chapter 62 Are you afraid of death?

Few people on the sea have seen the Flying Dutchman in person.

To be precise, very few living people have ever seen it.

Therefore, when the Flying Dutchman emerged from the sea, and the decaying hull and sails that looked like cloth appeared in front of everyone, the entire fleet was silent.

Jack Sparrow opened his eyes in a daze and saw greasy tentacles waving in front of him.

"Octopus-" He blinked, and his blurred vision gradually became clearer.

It was a person, no, it was an octopus with human features, wearing a black captain's hat covered with moss and barnacles. The tentacles of the octopus were squirming like beards, making people's hair stand on end.

"Jack Sparrow!" The octopus held a pipe in his mouth, and smoke rings spurted out from the tentacle holes on the side of his face.

His voice was low, hoarse, and slow, and the last word was habitually drawn out like a witch's accent.

"Are you afraid of death?"

Jack Sparrow is wide awake.

He turned his head and looked around, then took a deep breath and smiled: "Davy Jones, it's great to see you."

"I've never thought your octopus face was so friendly."

The wriggling tentacles on Davy Jones's face stopped for a moment to express his surprise. He came closer and looked into Sparrow's eyes: "You seem to be welcoming me?"

"It seems that you are ready to become my crew member."

"No, I haven't." Sparrow said with a smile: "The thirteen-year period has not yet come."

"But, I have seen your death." Davy Jones took another deep breath of his pipe, squinted his eyes and said, "I dragged you up from hell."

Sparrow tilted his head and said, "Thank you?"

"." Davy Jones was stunned again.

"Jack Sparrow, I'm afraid you don't have a choice."

As soon as he finished speaking, violent gunfire suddenly sounded from all directions.

Davy Jones stood up suddenly and looked around.

I saw that the Flying Dutchman and the Black Pearl were surrounded by densely packed ships. Those ships had already passed the side of the ship, exposing their ferocious muzzles, and overwhelming solid shells were hitting this side.

The rotten decks and guardrails on the Dutchman suddenly burst into pieces, and a dozen unlucky seafood were smashed into the sea by cannonballs.

"It seems that you need to solve your problem first, Davy Jones." Sparrow was tied tightly and could only shake his head and said: "I forgot to tell you that there is a troublesome guy who has been looking for you for a long time. ”

"Looking for me?" Davy Jones didn't seem very anxious about the situation of being bombarded, and even asked casually: "I see, so this is a trap."

"Looks like someone wants to have a little fun with me."

He asked slowly: "Who is looking for death?"

"Did you see that tallest and largest ship? That's the Oriental standing on the bow." Sparrow did not hesitate and pointed out Tang Sen's position quickly.

"Ha!" Davy Jones looked sharply across the distance between the ships, stepped out, and the next moment he was on the bow of the Intrepid.

Tom was horrified and stepped in front of Tang Sen. At the same time, he called on the soldiers on the ship to gather towards the bow of the ship.

Davy Jones turned a blind eye to them, just stared at Tang Sen, still holding his pipe in his mouth, and asked slowly: "Are you looking for me?"

"Are you afraid of death?"

Tang Sen also stared at Davy Jones, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"I'm so scared."

The sword of Triton on his waist was drawn out with a clang, and the cables on the ship were winding towards Davy Jones like snakes.

Davy Jones did not resist and allowed the rope to tie him into a rice dumpling, but still said slowly: "Interesting toy——"

"Death!" Tom shouted, and rushed towards Davy Jones with his rapier.

But before his sword could reach his body, Davy Jones's body seemed to have disappeared, and he walked directly out of the cable. He raised his left arm, but it was a huge crab claw that directly stabbed Tom's sword. vise.

Tom pulled it out hard several times, but the stabbing sword remained motionless. Before he could make any more moves, Davy Jones had already pulled out the long knife from his waist.

The blade penetrated into Tom's chest quickly.

Other soldiers had already surged up, and Davy Jones was surrounded by blades from all directions. However, Davy Jones' body merged into the deck. The next moment, he slowly emerged from the deck in front of Townsend.

"That's all the fun? Huh?"

He raised his hand and pointed the blade at Tang Sen: "Your expression is boring."

"Can't the approach of death also make you show fear?"

Tang Sen indeed still had a smile on his face, even brighter than before. He smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, I just don't think I will die here."

"let me try--"

Davy Jones stabbed Tangson in the chest without hesitation, but at this moment a figure came out from behind and violently knocked Davy Jones away.

"Ah! Annoying bugs!" Davy Jones steadied his steps, looked over dissatisfied, and then froze.

In his eyes, Tom stood there calmly.

"I'm sure I pierced your heart." Davy Jones' tentacles flew.

"My heart is on the right side," cried Tom, and pounced again.

Obviously, Tom's swordsmanship was far inferior to David Jones's. In a blink of an eye, the opponent clamped the blade again, and then gently bent it, and the thin rapier was directly broken.

David Jones's sharp blade pierced Tom's left chest.

"What about this time?" David Jones lifted Tom up with one hand, moved closer, and wrapped the tentacles on his face around his neck: "Can your poor heart continue to beat?"

Tom pretended to be weak and slowly stretched out his hand to David Jones. When he was about to get close to the opponent, he suddenly accelerated, his eyes widened in vain, and grinned and roared: "My heart has stopped beating a long time ago!"

As soon as the voice fell, he inserted his hands deeply into the tentacles under the opponent's face.

"I touched it!"

Just as Tom's excited voice sounded, David Jones's tentacles began to tighten, tightly wrapped around his hands, and then lifted the sharp blade in his hand up, his two arms broke, and Tom fell heavily to the ground.

"Undead--" Davy Jones controlled the tentacles to throw away the two broken hands, his face turned grim, and a tentacle stretched out from under the many tentacles, with a long key tied to the bottom of the tentacle.

"I really didn't expect that this is why you dare to face me?"

"You almost got it."

He stared at Tang Sen, his tone grim:

"Your goal is my key? How did you know the existence of this key?"

"You don't need to care about this problem." Tang Sen smiled: "Tighten your key well, I will take it down myself."

"You won't have another chance." Davy Jones' figure began to blend into the deck.

"I have a better way to deal with the undead, along with your ridiculous ships."