The strongest sea god of pirates

I don't know whether it is lucky or unlucky to say that Arthur, who was abandoned by his navy companions and almost died in the storm, was stranded on a deserted island.

He was washed to the mysterious island by the sea, and accidentally found the legendary Poseidon's praise, the powerful water of the sea god that countless people dream of.

This kind of mysterious sea water is recorded in the thick ancient books, and only a few high-ranking figures know about it. It is widely rumored that it has the power to suppress the devil fruit.

It once became the target that the nobles, navy and pirates of the world are looking for.

It's just that no clue has been found for hundreds of years, and it has been gradually forgotten by people. Until today, Sea God's Water chose Arthur who was on a deserted island.

Speaking of the tormenting minutes, it was quite dangerous. The frightening double sky of ice and fire might burn Arthur to death at any time or turn him into an ice sculpture that could never wake up again.

The countless memory fragments of the invading brain, as long as there is a slight error, he will either die suddenly or become an idiot immediately. Of course, the rewards are also generous. Arthur will have a powerful ability to control sea water.

However, Arthur, who regained his freedom, didn't know how powerful and enviable power he had acquired. The two heavens of ice and fire that he had just experienced still made him feel lingering. The countless fragments of memories left in his mind were full of unwillingness. , anger and fear, the whole head is dizzy and uncomfortable.

But at this time Arthur didn't have time to pay attention to these, and he had to bring the fresh water back as soon as possible.

It's just that the glass bottle can't hold water, and the three-color pottery pot is turned into flying ash. Seeing that fresh water is in front of you, you can't take it back.

Frowning, Arthur was suddenly surprised to find that the pool of water around his palm seemed to be attracted, and quickly formed a football-sized water polo.

No matter how Arthur swayed from side to side, even though the water polo in his palm swayed from side to side, there was no sign of breaking.

Although it is hard to believe, it is always good to be able to bring fresh water back. Although there was a lot of time spent along the way, we finally made it back in time.

Sergeant Eugene's complexion improved a lot after drinking fresh water, and he regained consciousness not long after.

The food was only the vines that Arthur found, the sweet pool water and the bitter and unpalatable vines, but the two quickly gobbled it up in order to survive.

Although there is fresh water in the cave, the lack of food has become a fatal priority.

Although the storm on the sea earlier had dissipated, the sky was clear and the water was turbulent for a while, and the sea around the island was full of tenderness, but no matter how hard Arthur tried, there was not even a single fish in the sea around the island. The bark and leaves of the tree will be a living staple.

Arthur, who was bored, piled up the gold, silver and jewels from the dilapidated ships around him on the beach, and found a lot of sharp weapons that were not rusted and shone coldly. Knives, in the outside world, these treasures piled up into a hill are enough for Arthur to become a rich man and live a comfortable life. These knives can even command sky-high prices, but it is a pity that they cannot be eaten.

Beside the campfire at night, truncated coconut stalks crackled in the flames, lighting up the beach.

Sergeant Eugene, who was looking at the sea in the distance, suddenly seemed to be talking to himself, "Maybe this is fate!"

Eugene has become taciturn since the night of the storm, but for a veteran who has served in the Navy for 20 years, the pain of being abandoned by his companions is even more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Don't give up hope, Sergeant!" Arthur, who was carrying the bonfire, encouraged him earnestly.

"I always thought that the Navy was my home, but fixed ideas often give birth to blind spots," Eugene seemed to grow older when he muttered, as if he had exhausted himself after a few words, "Arthur, you know Well, the most painful thing in this world is that the person who pushed you to hell once took you to heaven!"

"In my opinion, only one's own strength will not be trampled on," Arthur stood up, staring at the dark coast in the distance with angry eyes, clenched his fists and roared as if swearing, "As long as I can go back alive , I will definitely not let Major Sabin's soul fade away!"

"Sergeant Eugene, I." When Arthur turned his head, he found that Sergeant Eugene by the campfire had started to snore.

Putting his coat on Sergeant Eugene, the sleepless Arthur sat by the campfire and stared at the dark coast in the sky. No one knew what he was thinking.

Two days passed quickly. Arthur, who was swollen all over his body, stood on the beach and looked far away. Although the hope was slim, he did not give up hope. The more desperate the situation, the more he insisted on not giving up.

I don't know if it was Arthur's death, but a faint black spot appeared on the coastline in the distance, and soon the outline of a fingertip-sized ship appeared.

Arthur lit the bonfire that had been prepared for the first time, and desperately hugged everything around him and threw them into the fire. Suddenly, thick smoke billowed into the sky.

Although the ship is a long way from here, it has a good view on the clear sea, and you can clearly see the thick smoke rising into the sky here.

After avoiding the terrible storm at sea, the large trading ship Myron sent the priceless cargo to Port Ferring immediately.

In fact, this large commercial ship registered under the navy pays high dues to the navy every year. It is reasonable to say that the navy branch will send warships to escort it, but the current sea conditions in this sea area are unknown, and the navy branch refuses to send warships. Risk the lives of sailors.

It's just that the goods on the ship must be delivered as soon as possible. Michael, the young and energetic captain of the Myron, a son of a nobleman who is only 16 years old, personally leads the merchant ship to sea.

In order to avoid the stormy weather that lasted for a week, he boldly chose this inaccessible sea area. According to the navigation records, it only takes three more days to reach White Harbor smoothly.

Suddenly, three strands of thick smoke shot up into the sky in the distance, and the sailor in charge of the observation immediately reported the situation to Captain Michael.

At the immediately convened meeting, there were serious differences of opinion among the management of the merchant ship as to whether to save or not.

"Captain Michael, we have extremely valuable supplies on board, so we must not rescue people of unknown origin. If they are pirates, the consequences will be disastrous!" The big man with a gray beard and rich sailing experience looked in his early fifties. Deputy Harold was adamantly opposed to saving lives.

"There are countless sea ship wrecks piled up around that island, which are likely to be covered with hidden reefs. A sea ship of our tonnage is very likely to run aground!" Jimmy, the chief engineer who looked quite young, leaned on the chair, clasped his hands and covered his face. Worrying advice.

"Maybe we won't be able to save people, but we will be caught up with ourselves, the captain thinks twice!" The other crew members also tried to dissuade them.

Rescuing people at sea may be moral, but it is not an obligation. Moreover, if you want to save the survivors on this isolated island, you must risk being stranded or even damaging the bottom of the ship. This is a price they cannot afford. Although they are large commercial ships, Food and fresh water supplies are limited. Once trapped in the deserted sea, it is very likely to die of thirst and starvation due to the lack of food and fresh water.

"Leave them alone, maybe one day we will encounter trouble at sea, and no one will come to help us!" The bosun sitting on the right side stood beside the captain.

"My father said that to help others is to help yourself, and you must never ignore death!" Michael, a handsome captain in a slim suit, stood up and ordered the first mate without negotiating, "First mate, please prepare as soon as possible!"

It's just that the first officer didn't seem to hear it, and didn't even respond and get up.

"Sorry, young master," the first mate said indifferently, "I have to temporarily relieve you of your captain's position according to the instructions of the Patriarch before leaving!"

The first mate stood up suddenly, looked at the young and energetic captain Michael with a cold face, and spoke arrogantly and decisively.