ATPnovel Page 357
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The sound of the roaring water grew louder, and the boat seemed to be moving faster and faster.
Will saw from the rigging a line of white foam ahead of them.
The foam seemed to run through both ends of the sea level, extending out for miles in each direction, there was no way around it at all, they had to go back, but would it be too late?
The ship was speeding straight towards the white line, being pulled closer and faster.
"Full rudder!" Will shouted at the top of his voice.
"Full port rudder! Accelerate and keep the boat balanced!" If they use all the sailing skills in the book, they may escape the great danger in front of them.
But when everyone ran to carry out the order, Barbossa stepped forward and spoke in a louder and deeper voice.
"Tie the rope!" he cried, "Let it go straight!"
He grabbed the rudder, but Will pushed him aside and started turning the rudder as hard and as fast as he could.
The Haipeng began to turn, but not far enough to fight the force of the current that was pulling them over the edge.
Elizabeth stood by the side of the boat, horrified to realize what was before her eyes.
It was a waterfall, a waterfall falling from the edge of this world, plummeting into a state of nothingness.
Tia Dalma stepped up from her cabin, an island of peace and tranquility amidst the chaos of panicked pirates.
She tossed a few crab claws onto the top of a vat, bent over them, and murmured a magical spell.
"In the depths of the sea, demon in the grave, Crochet Esplanade!" she said again, faster, and then again, slower.
As she spoke, the crab claws were arranged in an incomprehensible pattern, and she was playing with them on the top of the barrel, performing witchcraft.
The roar of the waves was deafening, completely drowning her voice.
But Tia Dalma didn't stop there.She didn't even look up, just focused on the claws, and didn't seem to care that the ship was about to plummet over the edge of the world.
Meanwhile, Will struggles with the rudder, and Barbossa stands behind him laughing.
Elizabeth rushed to grab the old pirate and shook it vigorously, splashing water all around.
"You're going to destroy us all!" she yelled.
"Don't be so unfriendly!" Barbosa protested, "You may not survive this trip, so these will be the last friendly words you hear..." He shook his head, Said reproachfully.
Will leaned hard on the rudder, and the Hai Peng turned a little bit, the bow of the boat slanting away from the waterfall, but the stern was still being pulled forward, so that for a moment, the boat was completely still, parallel to the edge .
The pirates looked over the side of the ship, and there was an endless black nothingness below.
Next, with an eerie, piercing sound on the transom, the Haipeng lurched sideways and crossed the border.
All the pirates except Barbossa wailed in terror, and the ship was going down, down, down into black darkness.
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Captain Jack Sparrow stood aboard the Black Pearl, his eyes scanning the deck.
His familiar red flowered handkerchief looked even more gorgeous under the glare of the blue sky, and every time he turned his head, the little amulet on his hat shone brightly.
Jack tilted his three-cornered hat back and carefully observed the distant horizon, which was hopeless today.
In fact, there is no hope of ever getting there.
The sails of the Black Pearl hung limply, half of the hull buried in the sand of the vast and empty desert.
Nothing moved in any direction, and the sun was beating down from a hot, unforgiving sky.
Jack is alone, trapped in Davy Jones' underwater grave with his ship.
He's dead, and he doesn't care about that at all.
He patted the nearest sail with his hand and blew through his mouth, as he had expected, but it was useless.
"I swear on my soul, please bring a wind," Jack whispered.
His gold teeth gleamed in the hot sun.
"A strong wind, a soft wind, even a light kiss..."
But still no wind, as it had been for days.
Jack didn't know how long he had been dead, he just knew it was a most unpleasant experience.
He threw himself over the side of the boat and onto the ground,
His battered, knee-length boots sank in the sand.
With great difficulty Jack struggled to reach a rope hanging from the bow of the Black Pearl.
He picked up the rope and leaned against it with all his strength.
He tightened the rope and tugged, trying to drag the boat along the sand with his own hands.
Of course, it was all to no avail, and the hull remained motionless.
Jack sat down on the sand and said sadly, "There's still no wind."
He saw a heap of smooth round stones scattered on the sand near him, and he picked one up and threw it, bouncing across the sandy surface.
To his astonishment, the rock stopped mid-jump and rolled back toward Jack.
The boulder stopped next to his boots, and then the stone began to rock back and forth, its movements becoming faster and faster.
Suddenly, a crack appeared in the surface of the stone, and then, like a hatching egg, the stone cracked and transformed into a small crab.
Jack stared at the crab, and with a happy quiver, the little crab clattered out its claws, and Jack could have sworn the crab was laughing at him.
"Very well," said Jack, "I don't know what my torture would be without these extraordinary crabs here laughing at me."
He grabbed a handful of sand and was still on the crab, and the little crab ran back in a hurry.
Jack sighed heavily, fell to the ground on his back, and lay there with his eyes closed.
With his eyes closed, Jack didn't see the crab moving forward slowly, and he didn't seem to feel the crustacean's eyes watching him.
After a while, Jack still didn't notice when the little crab hurried aside to study the ship carefully, and then hurried to the pile of stones.
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Chapter 282 Captain Jack Returns!