Bang bang!

The pirate ship opened fire first after approaching, and a large number of cannons were poured on the Flame Beauty in a vague white mist.

The deck exploded, and several unlucky sailors were instantly hit by solid bullets, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere, and they died terrible.

"Damn it!"

Donald grabbed the musket in his hand.

Facts have proved that merchant ships and pirate ships are completely different. In front of the fierce pirates, the Flame Beauty is like a lonely little girl, suffering from the destruction of the fierce man.

Bang!

Another loud bang, a chain bomb hit, accurately hitting the main mast of the Flaming Beauty.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Donald jumped down early, but still sighed when he saw the mast being beaten into two sections.

At this point, the Flame Beauty can no longer escape the clutches of the pirates and must engage in hand-to-hand combat.

"Aoah!"

The pirate ship approached quickly and maintained a side-by-side posture with the Flame Beauty.

Pirates howled, waved their flying claws, climbed along the deck of the merchant ship, and began the bloodiest gang jumping battle.

"Clash with me!"

At this time, the stormtrooper on the merchant ship had no choice but to take a large number of sailors and fighters forward.

Bang bang!

Donald's palm was covered in sweat, hid behind the bunker and accurately shot a pirate with a musket.

If you want to make a living at sea, certain force is a necessary prerequisite. As an experienced navigator, he will definitely not lack experience in fighting pirates.

But this time, after seeing the vehement and scale of the pirates, Donald felt a chill.

‘There are too many people and their strength is very elite. It is definitely not an ordinary pirate group!’

Hurry!

At the beginning, due to the advantage of geographical advantages and the captain took the lead, the sailors on the Flame Beauty could fight desperately and block the pirates at the edge of the deck.

But soon, the pirates on the opposite side became impatient.

With a horn, the sea suddenly exploded, and tentacles covered with suction cups were stretched out.

The tentacles were as thick as buckets, and they directly wrapped up a few unlucky sailors and pulled them into the bottom of the sea.

"Sea Monster!"

The sailors exclaimed and were instantly pushed by the pirates and gained a foothold.

Rumble.

The flaming beauty swayed constantly, as if a giant beast was lurking in the deep sea, constantly hitting the hull.

Gulu! Gulu!

A vortex appeared in a large number of bubbles, and then, a hill-like octopus emerged, almost half the size of a ship, and its eight wrists were like devil's hands, covering the sky and the sun, wantonly plundering and killing the crew.

"It's the Octopus Pirates!"

When Donald saw this scene, his eyes were filled with despair: "Aren't they supposed to be active in the ocean of nightmare? Why did they come here?"

But the next moment, a terrifying figure jumped directly from the pirate ship opposite, jumped to the deck, waved his swords, and slashed the captain of the Flaming Beauty as if he was in a no-man situation.

Donald suddenly fell into deep despair.

...

Hurry!

The waves washed the beach, and hermit crabs happily crawled among the shells.

On the coconut tree next to it, the occasional chirping of seagulls came.

The sun is bright and dazzling.

"Ahem..."

Donald turned over and coughed violently

At this time, his body was in a very embarrassing state, almost losing all his equipment, and his body was covered with mud and sand and seaweed.

"Thanks to the goddess of luck, thanks to the unknown existence!"

But he did not complain, but was extremely grateful.

After all, being able to survive such a pirate plunder is more important than anything else.

At the end of the battle, he was affected by the explosion and did not grab the lifeboat, but was thrown directly into the sea.

Fortunately, the Octopus Pirates were busy counting the harvest and were too lazy to chase them one by one.

After all, in the endless sea, without ships basically means death.

But Donald was undoubtedly lucky. He grabbed a wooden board and luckily caught an ocean current and sent him to the deserted island.

In the sea, everything is possible, and he is undoubtedly very lucky to survive.

"Huhh!"

After a break, Donald got up and looked at the island.

This is a common desert island in the ocean, and the coconut trees are growing very lushly, which makes him feel a lot more relaxed.

But what came immediately was deep sorrow.

The Flame Beauty was captured, and all the goods on the ship turned into pirate spoils, which caused him unparalleled losses. After all, for the sake of this profit, he also borrowed several debts. By then, the liquidated damages alone would be enough to make him bankrupt.

Of course, it is already a big question whether he can return to his hometown alive at this time.

At this time, Donald could only sincerely pray that this deserted island would not deviate from the route too much, and that a merchant ship would pass by, discover and rescue him.

If there is any inconsistency, I am afraid that spending the rest of his life on the deserted island will be his ending.

"God... No matter who you are, I sincerely believe in you and hope that you can give me redemption and get me out of trouble!"

This kind of environment with a little hope in despair is undoubtedly the most powerful way to stimulate faith.

Donald tightened the pendant around his neck, which was the only thing he had with him besides his clothes.

And he also had a mysterious feeling. When he fell into the ocean, the pendant seemed to protect him, allowing him to seize the board and get a chance to survive.

Therefore, after smashing two coconuts, eating and drinking, and recovering, he immediately sorted out his demeanor and prayed with a pious attitude that he had never had before.

This time the prayer lasted for half an hour.

Until Donald couldn't support it, and when his head was drowsy, a voice suddenly burst into his heart: "You... call my name and you will definitely get my response!"

"I... am the master of Menge and the controller of all weapons!"

"My believers... will know my name, Dreamland and Lord of Weapons!"

...

This sound is so abrupt and so real.

Donald was stunned and then burst into tears: "Ah... my god, I confess to you. I had doubts about the existence of the god before... I am a sinner!"

In the great horror of life and death, he received mysterious baptism. At this time, Donald had become a devout believer of the Lord of Dream Soldiers.

...

"Huh... I finally got one!"

Little did they know that Fang Yuan was also breathing a lot at this time.

Now he is naturally in a state of sleepwalking and descending into another world.

Moreover, although it is located at this time, although it is within this Age of Discovery world, it is a bit different.

It seems that there is a natural barrier that separates him from the real world, making it difficult for him to interfere with every move in the real world.

‘A pure observer? How can you do this? Harvest the world and understand the great way?’

Fang Yuan was naturally very unwilling to accept this, but he also knew that this was the defense mechanism of this world.

In this higher-dimensional universe, the world has a higher level and its ability to deal with foreign invasions has also skyrocketed.

‘Is this world limited and beyond too many powers, such as gods or powerful foreign beings, will be forcibly exiled?’

Fang Yuan could only guess like this.

Of course, he was proficient in the ways of dream masters and the methods of breaking the boundaries, and was unwilling to retreat just like this. After a period of research, he finally achieved results and put one of his beacons into the real world.

Unfortunately, the witch who obtained the beacon at the beginning had already had his own beliefs and had certain strength. Fang Yuan was infusing the influence of the other party, which made the other party crazy.

And this sailor named Donald is quite good.

Although there is no potential, fortunately, it gradually becomes pious.

‘Of course, just a believer can at most give me some communication and cannot support my arrival! The production of beacons also takes a long time and strength. At present, we still need to focus on cultivating him, at least we must let him grow up and return to the human world to preach!’
To be continued...