After Manster 'sent' the forged treasure scroll to the pirate ship, the people on the ship seemed to be suddenly interested.
The ship, which had been floating quietly on the sea, began to move forward at full speed.
Although he lost his way due to several winds and waves, Manster finally used his shadow to guide the ship to the right direction.
Coleman's sacrifice plan has therefore progressed very smoothly.
After half a month, the group finally arrived at the island marked by the scroll.
As Coleman said before, this island is not only deserted, but also deserted.
As if there was some taboo, even the stones turned into sand, and as far as the eye could see, the ground was golden.
There are only a few pieces of land next to the sea, and there are a few weeds, but they are not green, and there are only a few young leaves swaying in the wind.
It seems like crying and resenting, but there is a glimmer of hope.
But the dozen or so strong men who got off the boat didn't seem to feel anything unusual. Instead, they were very excited.
"Ha! It's true!" The leader, wearing a tricorn hat engraved with the flag logo, said with obvious greed in his words: "There must be treasure here."
"Hull Boss, can this place exist?" A young sailor looked at the surrounding desert and shivered. "Isn't this haunted?"
"Boy, I'm sorry you just came here and don't understand. Don't say such incompetent words in the future!" The person who answered him was not the Hull boss, but the bald man standing not far away. He crossed his arms and said with the arrogance of someone who has come before, "This is very close to the Dark Continent. There are abnormalities everywhere, and the more abnormal the place, the more precious secrets are hidden."
As for whether this secret is good or bad?
Who cares! Wealth can be found in danger!
Why do you think you are a robber when you are so timid?! Just go home and nurse the baby!
Ignoring the danger, the bald man continued, "If you have been at sea all year round, you will not be unfamiliar with a place like this. Just get used to it, and..."
He bent down, grabbed a handful of sand, and watched the tiny, shining golden sand slip away from his fingertips.
He chuckled, "Look at this, there is gold!"
There is gold even in the sand, let alone a treasure trove?
Everyone around him nodded naturally, agreeing with the bald man from the bottom of his heart.
If you want wealth, of course you have to give up your life.
There is no such thing as a pie in the sky, especially for pirates like them.
At this time, Captain Hull, who was wearing a three-cornered hat, spoke, "My little brother is still young and doesn't know what's normal. We have been to strange places like this a lot, and there will definitely be dangers. So you must be alert and don't let up. Take what you can, and leave anytime if you can't!"
As he spoke, the experienced middle-aged man took out a white paper bag from his pocket, took out the pills, and distributed them.
While sending it, he said, "This is the antidote. Poison and gas are the most common things in abnormal places. Swallow it first just to be safe."
His movements were as usual, showing no emotion on the surface, but Hull knew that this place was more dangerous than all the islands he had visited in the past thirty-five years.
Perhaps because of years of hard work, a strange intuition warned him that he could not stay here for long.
It's best to leave immediately.
But he also knew that their pirate ship had been wandering at sea for half a year.
And during this period, not to mention any treasures, even gold, I didn't collect much.
It's not even close to being a brother.
Who can endure floating on the sea without feet touching the ground?
There were various reasons, Hull thought about it and decided to take a look first.
Never go deep, and retreat when you encounter danger and it's no longer possible.
Wouldn't it be better if we really got the treasure?
Watching more than a dozen crew members swallow the pills, Hull then gave an order in a deep voice, "Now we have to go deep into this desert. Remember not to fall behind or leave without permission. Go in and go out together, otherwise... you will bear the consequences!"
"Yes!"
The crew members didn't think anything was wrong. This was an order that the boss would give every time he went treasure hunting.
"Okay! Let us capture that treasure now!!!"
"Oh!!!"
There are exciting words of encouragement in the distance, but when it's Coleman's turn, there are only two handsome guys with nothing to do.
"Aren't you going to follow?" Manster was playing with the half-dead fish and kept talking. "In a while, all your sacrifices will be dead."
Is this desert dangerous?
Judging from the fact that Coleman ran back half-dead, it was extremely dangerous.
Even a person with full running talent is like this, let alone several strong men with well-developed limbs?
Coleman got a sun umbrella and a deck chair from somewhere. He was wearing sunglasses and enjoying the afternoon sun.
When I heard the inquiry, I just drank the coconut water slowly. "Why are you so anxious? Lord of Curses is a born hunter."
The red eyes were blocked by sunglasses, but Manster could already feel the malice hidden in them.
He didn't turn around, just pointed his finger.
Because Manster heard Coleman say this.
"You know, a cat will tease a mouse hard before eating it. Do you want to be that mouse? Forget it, my dear, that is a forbidden place of death. If you die, there won't even be ashes left."
"If you still want to move forward despite knowing the danger, human beings are really the product of greed."
"And." At this point, Coleman's tone changed and he suddenly became excited.
I saw him stretching out his hand, and threads of spider silk were circling in his hand.
He lowered his head slightly, revealing his scarlet eyes under his sunglasses.
As innocent as a child, yet possessing the unique cruelty of humans.
"They will enjoy a sweet dream."
A sweet dream named Pilgrimage to Death.