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Chapter 1477 Please pray for him

Then the man pointed the knife forward sharply, and the ropes on the boat rushed towards the sailors like thin pythons. One after another, the ropes seemed to come alive to bind people one after another, and they were tied firmly.

Some people were even hung directly on the ship's mast and sails.

The crowd screamed, they had never seen this scene before, in less than a cup of tea, many sailors were stuck on the spider web, hanging on it one by one, waiting to be slaughtered and sucked dry.

Even the sailor jumped off the ship in fright when he saw this scene, but at that moment, one rope, two ropes, and three ropes shot out immediately and flew out of the boat, binding him tightly.

Seeing that everything on the boat was solved immediately, the man leaned the knife rest in his hand on his shoulder and shook his head.

"Captain, I want to report a mutiny. I can name it." Jack Sparrow was hanged upside down on the boat, but he still tried to struggle.

"No, sir! They are sheep, and you are the shepherd." The man looked at Jack Sparrow, who was hanging upside down in front of him.

As he said that, he put the knife back into his scabbard. This man was none other than Blackbeard Edward Titch.

Then he took out the gun in his waist and said, "Before you die, I will give you a good time!" As he spoke, he aimed his gun at Jack Sparrow.

"Wait, father, we need him!" Anjelica hurriedly stopped.

"Son, but if I don't kill someone at this time, they will forget who I am?" Edward Tiche looked at Angelica and said in a doting tone, but it was particularly frightening to everyone's ears.

"Coward, you are a coward!" A shout came from the crowd, "They will never forget that your crew regards you as a devil, no matter how many people you kill, you are a coward."

Edward Titch stroked his eyebrows and looked at this person, "I was confused twice a day, why are you still alive, the sun should have taken your life long ago, this is really unusual."

"You are not confusion, you are fear!" The missionary went straight to him, "You dare not walk the path of justice, you dare not walk the path of light."

"No, pastor, you made a mistake. The truth is much simpler than that." Edward the Blackbeard looked at the missionary in front of him and grinned, "I'm actually a bad person, it's as simple as that."

"You are!"

Edward Titch laughed, "I should have killed you, missionary!" Said Edward Titch pointed the gun at the missionary.

"No, no, father! Please." Angelica slowly opened Edward Titch's gun with her hand.

Edward Titch moved the gun away, shook his head, very annoyed, "You are just like your mother."

"Father, I beg you," Anjelica begged.

Edward Titch shook his head immediately, "I forgot why this missionary is still alive, because my daughter is worried about my soul or what is left of me."

Edward Tich looked at his daughter with pity in his eyes, "Do you really want to redeem me, child?" He touched Angelica's face.

"All souls can be saved," said the young priest.

Edward Titch glanced at the pastor beside him, "Yes, although I think your hope is slim!" The pastor said righteously, "However, I still pray for all the unfortunate souls on this hell ship .”

"Your belief can make me lay down my weapon." Edward Tiche looked at his daughter Angelica.

"Which unlucky ghost was on guard just now?" Edward Titch smiled and looked at a resurgent corpse.

The reanimated corpse turned its attention to a sailor, who was hanging upside down in the air but trembling all over.

"is it you?"

"Yes!" The sailor replied subconsciously.

Edward Titch smiled, "Yes, that's you. It turns out that it's you, the cook. I've always been very dissatisfied with your cooking. It's very good! Put down the boat."

A small boat was immediately released. There was only one oar and one light on the small boat, and a sailor was sliding forward desperately on the small boat. It was the same sailor just now.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the small boat, but the gun muzzle on the bow was gradually moving towards the direction of the small boat. The sailor rowed desperately. He knew that if he couldn't escape, today would be the day of his death.

"Why are you doing this?" Angelica was a little puzzled.

"Son, this is a rebellion, I have to deal with it, this is the rule!"

"But the rules allow the captain to be lenient," Angelica said.

"I gave him the chance to decide his own destiny." Edward Tich said, "but this opportunity is not available to everyone." As he said, he cast his eyes on the ship that was about to disappear into the darkness at sea. dinghy.

The sailor was flustered, and one could feel the fear in him even at a distance.

The missionary even walked to the side of the boat and opened his mouth in disbelief.

"Okay, missionary, now let's see if your prayers are useful. Now you start praying, praying that he can be saved from the hands of the devil."

The missionary looked at the small boat with pity, while the sailor rowed desperately, not daring to stop for a moment.

The small boat gradually appeared in the direction of the gunfire, "Get ready!"

Give him a chance, and give yourself too. "

"Fire!"

Suddenly a fire snake nearly tens of meters swallowed the small boat, and in the blink of an eye, the small boat was burned into a ball of torches, "Ah~~!" A shrill scream echoed on the sea, like a ghost roar.

Edward Tich showed his smile, looking at the small boat that had burned into a huge torch on the sea, and a person was waving his teeth and claws on it, and even the sea had a trace of burning fire.

The sailors on many ships touched their chins.

"Oh my god, really"

"Stop talking, don't you want to live?" The sailor tried to keep his voice down with trembling lips.

Angelica closed her eyes with pity in her eyes, but now it was a fact.

The missionary walked to Edward Titch's side and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"Do you know when I am closest to the Creator? That is when I see suffering, pain, and distress, and the true face of the world will be revealed." Edward Titch looked at the scene in front of him and enjoyed it, enjoying the Creator An all-knowing and omnipotent mastery.

"When suffering and tragedy happen, there is goodwill and compassion for those in need," the missionary retorted.

"Yes, maybe you should pray that he doesn't get hurt, don't you?" Edward Titch sneered.

"Please, there is still hope, we can still save him!" the missionary begged.

"Do it again!" Edward Titch ignored him, but his tone was indifferent. He raised his left hand, and another flame rushed towards the boat, and the boat turned into a huge torch again.

Everyone watched helplessly as the sailor was burned to charcoal, but this time he didn't cry again.

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