There were ten sailors aboard the ship, each accompanied by a Slowbro, while a Starmie stayed beside Big Gold Tooth.
"Set sail."
Standing at the helm, Big Gold Tooth swept his hand out, his gold tooth gleaming in the sunlight.
The sailors sprang into action. Pink light shone from the ten Slowbro's eyes, and before long, the sailboat was racing across the sea.
Ye Qing observed the other ships and found that most were fairly ordinary. Only a small number were like the one he was aboard.
They were traveling almost faster than a car. No wonder Goldtooth was confident they could reach the Devil's Sea in two hours.
As they drew farther and farther from shore, dark clouds gathered on the horizon without anyone noticing when.
Big Gold Tooth glanced at the sky, then gave the others a meaningful look.
The ten sailors were long accustomed to this sort of thing and silently steered the ship away from the other vessels traveling with them.
About an hour later, dark clouds loomed overhead, and the surrounding sea was pitch-black, as though dyed with ink.
Silver looked back at Ye Qing in his silver mask. For some reason, this man kept giving him a very familiar feeling.
Noticing Silver's gaze, Ye Qing felt the same way. But before either could think further, they saw lightning flashing and heard thunder rumbling in the clouds ahead.
Boom!
A bolt of lightning struck down from the clouds. Fierce winds raged, and the sea churned, wave after wave battering the sailboat and making it rock incessantly.
Cold droplets splashed onto Ye Qing's face. Just as he was about to take shelter, he suddenly noticed Big Gold Tooth at the helm looking at them with ill intent.
Before Ye Qing could speak, the Slowbro simultaneously unleashed