The arrival of the Nautilus and the ghost fleet turned the tide of the battle.0

“H-How is that damned bastard here?!”0

Captain Barbossa could only stare in shock at the sudden appearance of the warship he had fought countless times during his lifetime—the Nautilus.0

Barbossa performed ancient necromantic rituals that turned his entire crew, including himself, into undead centuries ago, which was why he could be summoned into the living world through a contract with Captain Joshua.0

However, even he was shocked by what he was seeing. The return of Pirate King Freydlief—after all these centuries—was something even he had not foreseen at all.0

“Hey, Barbossa!”0

Standing proudly at the bow of the Nautilus was Pirate King Freydlief.0

“It’s been a while, old friend!”0

“Y-You…!”0

“How have you been? I bet you spent centuries buried in the ice depths, didn’t you? I hope it wasn’t too cold down there!”0

“You wretched bastard! You're the reason I spent centuries rotting beneath the sea, you dog! Do you have any idea how many barnacles are stuck to this decrepit body of mine?!”0

Barbossa tore open his tattered shirt to reveal his decayed chest covered all over in barnacles. Even a small crab peeked out from between his ribs before scuttling back inside.0

He was the...0