"Ancestor! I spoke well for you... They will leave you to be a laboring sailor. They kill, eat people. You must obey, do not provoke them..."
"..."
"When later we dock again, we find an opportunity, and run together!... You are familiar with the jungle, run in the woods, I will follow you! I am familiar with the islands, run on the island, you follow !..."
"..."
"The black oily island you told them about... I'm not very familiar with it, you are. Running on this island, I'll follow you!... Hey, speak up!..."
"..."
Inside the rocking cabin, there was no candlelight, only a trace of morning light seeping in. Shushu held a small piece of already cooled roasted tapir at, reluctantly licked his lips before handing it to the Lokono captive, Akachi.
"Is this?... for ?..."
"Yes! Ah Yue, eat!..."
In Alawakan language, "Kaachi" ans "moon", thus Akachi's na is "Ah Yue". To Ashu, this is an easy-to-understand and pleasing na! Similar to the Alawakan language's "sun", the pleasant "Hadali". Indeed, among tribes of the Alawakan language family, there's the custom of calling won "Sun" and symbolizing n as "Moon".
At this mont, Shushu of Taino Tribe origin was looking at Ah Yue of Lokono Tribe origin, and Ah Yue was also tightly looking at him. They looked similar, with many similar traits in the carvings on their faces and bodies, only differing in specific designs. The language they communicated in was filled with too many common ancient words, like "Sun and Moon", "Cassava and Turtle", "Man and Woman", "Tobacco and Totem", "Jungle and Great Island"! And all this reveals their common ancestral origin!
In fact, their ancestors indeed co from the sa source, all over a thousand years ago or even earlier, from South Arican hinterland, bringing cassava northward, the Alawakan people!
Later, as two major branches of the Alawakan language family, Taino people arrived at the Caribbean Islands, reproductive and thriving in Cuba and Haiti! Lokono people stayed on the South Arica Coast, continuing in the jungles between Orinoco River and Amazon River. The split between the two tribes occurred hundreds of years ago, being cut off midway by the rising Caribbean Tribes along the eastern island chain!
This mont, it's another encounter on the sea between two branches of the Alawakan language family, after being isolated for hundreds of years. Only, this encounter was brought by the white-skinned people, more ferocious, more brutal than the Caribbean people!
"Ah Yuebanan! Wandering spirit! at, delicious!..."
The captive Ah Yue carefully took the at, swiftly stuffed it into his mouth to chew, like a hungry mole. And after eating, he licked his lips, looked at the hopeful 'smart' Shushu, and shook his head in reply.
"Can't run! Can't run on black oil island! There are Caribbean people on the island!... They will catch us 'Kaka', we can't escape!..."
"..."
The hope in Shushu's eyes gradually dimd. anwhile, the morning sun grew brighter and brighter. When the Portuguese shout echoed from the deck, the 'smart' Shushu imdiately trembled, responded hurriedly in strangely-accented Portuguese.
"Chegando! Coming now!..."
Shushu always kept the news about Caribbean people on black oil island to himself, not reporting to the white-skinned captain. Even though this quiet captain seed much kinder than the previous loud, vicious captain... But the contempt hidden at the bottom of his eyes, the gaze like looking at prey, was not unnoticed by 'smart' Shushu!
"Ah Yuebanan, wandering spirit!... They will eventually eat people, and eat too, just like devouring others!... And that white skin color is the color of a corpse's death!"
Shushu thought silently, worked silently. As the last survivor among ten-plus Taino people captured aboard, he had seen the 'white-skinned people's nest, oh no, 'city (Cidade)', learned one of their languages, ended up transferred from one captain to another, then ventured out to sea again...
Countless unforgettable nightmares etched deeply in Shushu's mind, leading him to beco even more silent, behave more obediently. In this manner, quietly holding onto the hope of escape, experienced terrifying sailing and storms, experiencing yet another nightmare of almost being eaten, returned to the Southern Coast resembling holand, and even t clan speaking the sa language...
And at this mont, he also silently watched, as the sailboat left the Southern Coast of the jungle, left the turbulent Orinoco River. Then, two large ships adjusted their direction, swiftly sailing northeast. rely after two day-nights, the fast-running sailboat arrived at 'black oil island' as inford by Ah Yue far away!
"Almighty! On this green island, there could be such a patch of black void! When the native captives first spoke of it, I thought it was rely a small black mud pit... Unexpectedly, it truly is a black lake, a lake gathering black oil! Such a large area, expelling eerie black darkness!"
When Trinidad Island's "Black Oil Lake," a massive 46-hectare, Earth's largest asphalt lake, suddenly appeared before the Portuguese sailors' eyes, everyone widened their eyes in disbelief, looking at this even the spookiest bedti stories couldn't imagine 'dark place'!
The dark lake surface reflects both sky and jungle, yet it's coated with deep blackness, rendering human shadows dark. The thick asphalt like lting black wax sketches various eerie forms, resembling dayti struggling night demon. In the center of the black lake, that bubbling black oily mass seed like the abyss's womb, nurturing so underground demon's evil!
Such terrifying devilish scenery fell into the eyes of the Portuguese exploration fleet, resembling the descent of the Earth's abyssal darkness onto the world! This scene, akin to the priests' depiction of, the most pitch-black terrifying hell, rendered everyone, be it nobility or sailor, shivering in fright!
"Holy Mother! Evil! Truly evil! Truly evil demon island!... Almighty's blessing! Your glory must forever guard over on the silver cross!"
Bruno muttered, unable to resist gripping the silver cross amulet tightly. It's the final gift given by Captain Diogo, said to be the ancestral treasure of Captain Dias, blessed by Church Bishop, the "Holy Artifact"! With such powerful artifact, even the darkest night demons, wicked devils, can't invade his body, can't devour his shadow!
However, not everyone possesses the Exorcism Cross in Bruno's hand. Many don't have faith in the Almighty like he does. On the contrary, in this far-off exotic realm, sailors' fear of demons often surpasses their reverence for the Almighty!
Thus, when a group sared with black oil 'evil demons' suddenly waved eerie 'sharp claws', while charging from the corner of the asphalt lake, emitted fearful screams... Over thirty landing crew, regardless of knights or sailors, were scared witless! They scread hysterically, exposed their backs, and fled madly towards the docked sailboat!
"Almighty! It's demons! It's demons! They're rising from the evil black lake!"
"Holy Mother protect ! Holy Mother protect ! Holy Mother protect from the evil of demons!..."
"Ah! Don't eat !... Ah!!..."
Shrill screams continuously echoed from the rear. These screams mimicking demons' gnawing, drove fleeing sailors at the front into more frantic escape. While dozens of 'black oily demons' chased behind, stabbing their 'long spear-like sharp claws', successively killed four sailors with weakened limbs falling last!
Such terrifying pursuit persisted for a quarter, the fleet offered almost no resistance, focused solely on desperate escape. Until the 'demon' chase approached sea ships, accompanying Scholar Martin's shout from the ship, the booming cannon fired towards the sky!
"Boom! Boom boom!..."
"!...Unleashing thunderbolt, spirit monster, ocean spirit monster!!..."
The pursuit of black oil 'demon' suddenly paused. They stared at the strange large ship, emitted incomprehensible cries, in the thunderous roar showed fear, then abruptly turned, scattered in disarray!
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