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Chapter 58 Backup Plan
The battle ended quickly.

This is not surprising. When Blackbeard lost his greatest advantage and let the undead army approach the Queen Anne's Revenge, the ending was already doomed.

His sword that can control sailboats is indeed invincible when facing ordinary people, but when facing undead monsters, those cables are not so daunting, especially when the undead monsters reach a certain level. when the quantity.

As for his black magic, it obviously has no meaning to the undead army.

The only pity is that Blackbeard was not captured alive. The great pirate who traveled all over the world stubbornly resisted, and even planned to control the entire Queen Anne's Revenge to sink into the sea. The soldiers had to end his life.

So when Townsend walked out of the captain's cabin with Jack Sparrow, all he saw was a dilapidated corpse.

By the way, Jack Sparrow emphasized that he entered the captain's cabin together not out of fear of war, but just to protect Townsend. Of course, only he himself believes this.

"Mr. Tang, the enemy has been wiped out, and none of us have died." Tom reported excitedly: "Except for a few unlucky ones whose necks were accidentally strangled."

"It's a surprise if someone dies." Tang Sen glanced at the dead body on the ground: "I'm not interested in the pirate's dead body. You don't need to bring it here to show me and throw it into the sea to feed the fish."

"Yes." Tom nodded resentfully, "I thought Mr. Tang would be interested in Blackbeard, after all, he is a famous pirate—"

"Why am I interested? Tom, this is just a dead person. I don't have a hobby of collecting dead people." Tang Sen said lightly:

"It doesn't matter who he is, and it doesn't matter whether he is famous or not. The only reason he lost his life was because he blocked our way greedily and arrogantly. All we need to do is to cross over and continue our voyage."

"aye!" Tom bowed his head.

Mr. Tang's layout is indeed beyond his comparability. In the matter of imitating Mr. Tang, he still has a long way to go.

"By the way, this is his sword."

Tom held up Blackbeard's sword with both hands.

Tang Sen looked at the sword and said it was a sword. In fact, its shape was more like a knife. One side was straight and the other side was curved. Shaped gauntlets, otherwise, unremarkable.

"This sword is called Triton's Sword." Tang Sen said softly, holding the hilt.

In an instant, he felt that the Intrepid under his feet, and all the ships around the Intrepid, came to his mind, and he realized that he seemed to be able to control everything that could move on the ship at will.

The cable above Tang Sen's head slowly dropped, swimming in the air like a snake's head, and then accelerated abruptly, tightly tying up Jack Sparrow standing aside.

"Wait--"

Before Sparrow could speak, he was already suspended in mid-air.

"So that's how it feels." Tang Sen murmured.

No wonder Blackbeard can cross the sea. When holding this sword, the feeling of controlling everything makes people feel like a god.

"Why do you want to use me as an experiment!" Sparrow swayed in mid-air, his voice fluctuating from far to near.

"For the sake of fairness, Captain Sparrow." With a thought in Tang Sen's mind, Sparrow fell in front of him with a slap: "Everyone has experienced it, and I will never allow Captain Sparrow not to experience it."

"Bah————" Sparrow accidentally gnawed on the blood on the deck, and while getting up from the ground, his facial features wrinkled into a ball, he said: "I hope I will never have this kind of experience again in my life."

"That depends on your performance."

Tang Sen sheathed Triton's sword and hung it on his waist.

This is a good thing, even for an ordinary person, as long as he owns it, he has the capital to cross the sea, but Tang Sen didn't seem very happy.

In his plan, he had no intention of obtaining this sword from the beginning to the end. On the one hand, there was not enough time. Tang Sen didn't want to waste time looking for Blackbeard. On the other hand, Tang Sen doubted whether the sword could be controlled. The Flying Dutchman.

After all, that ship was not a creation of mortals. In a sense, it came from gods.

Much of the stuff on the Flying Dutchman has a consciousness of its own, and even consists of the corroded bodies of its crew.

Therefore, this thing can only be regarded as icing on the cake for Tang Sen's plan.

"Then, it's time to see our spoils."

"Blackbeard seems to have a lot of good ships in his collection. Maybe our fleet can be updated."

Blackbeard's attack was just a small episode for the fleet, although it did give the Undead Legion a lot of confidence.

Especially for those pirates from Tertuga, being able to defeat the most terrifying nightmare on the sea is enough for them to boast for a lifetime.

The resentment of being cursed and becoming an undead person has also dissipated a lot.

Of course, Tang Sen didn't expect them to be grateful to him for this. Obviously, neither would the pirates. For Tang Sen, they only had the anger of being deceived, and the deeper fear than anger.

Especially after Tang Sen obtained the Triton Sword, the pirates' natural fear of Blackbeard obviously attached to Tang Sen, and it also made them lose their last resistance.

In any case, the fleet finally returned to normal sailing, although everyone still didn't know where the destination was.

Days pass by.

In the eyes of everyone on board, Mr. Tang still maintains a peaceful and friendly attitude every day, but Tom is keenly aware that Mr. Tang seems to be a little strange, and as time goes by, it becomes more and more strange.

He spent more and more time standing on the bow of the ship, looking at the compass in the hands of William Turner from time to time throughout the day, and when practicing fencing with himself, he was often absent-minded.

"How long has it been since we left Port Royal, Tom?"

"Mr. Tang, you already asked me this question yesterday." Tom replied cautiously: "We have been at sea for nearly four months."

"Has it been four months?"

Tom looked at Tang Sen's thoughtful expression, and said, "Mr. Tang, although it's a bit presumptuous. Why do you look a little anxious?"

"Our materials and supplies are still enough, which is completely enough to sail on the sea for a long time. As long as there is no problem with the compass, we will always find Davy Jones."

"That's right, we will always find him." Tang Sen still looked at the unchanging sea level, muttering to himself: "The premise is, if there is enough time."

"Mr. Tang?" Tom asked suspiciously, "What are you worried about?"

"You won't understand, Tom." Townsend closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

"Has it been a month and a half? It seems that luck is not on my side."

He flung his eyes open.

"Since this is the case, there is no need to pin your hopes on illusory luck."

"Tom, we need to go to the Black Pearl."

(End of this chapter)