Moria has already left. He was interested in this matter, but when he heard it was dangerous, he slipped away decisively. This was Jiang Bo's adventure, and he had no intention of sitting back and enjoying the fruits of his labor. He also had to avenge his crew members, and he had no time to risk his life on an adventure.

Brook also left without saying goodbye to Jiang Bo. He believed that they would meet again in the future. Although this matter attracted him very much, the words Jiang Bo said to him kept lingering in his mind. In this case, he might as well go back and work hard to become stronger.

"Weili, try to fix it!" He handed the drawer to Weili.

Weili didn't waste any time and took out the horse talisman to start the repair work. After a while, a complete diary appeared in Weili's hands.

Jiang Bo picked up the diary and started reading. The more he read, the more his brows furrowed.

"It was a sunny day in June, 1491, Haiyuan calendar.

I've been adrift for so long that I can't remember the exact date. Based on the stars and the tides, I guess it's June. How am I supposed to survive on this desolate island? I'm running low on supplies!

"It was a sunny day in July, 1491, Haiyuan calendar.

Something bizarre happened on the island today. I had a nightmare, a three-headed hellhound growling at me, and I woke up with a start. Was it hallucinations from eating poisonous mushrooms, or was it because my time was up?

"It was a sunny day in August, 1491 in the Haiyuan calendar.

I'm running out of ink. I don't know how much longer I can hold on! I kind of miss my daughter. Her name is Olivia, my angel. I once vowed to raise her to be the most knowledgeable historian. I wonder how she's doing now because of my death? Did that brilliant pirate boy catch her? The thought of her getting married makes me...

I prepared a flower fruit for her and hid it in her bedroom, hoping to give her a surprise on her birthday and wishing her a peaceful life.

"In the year 1491 of the Haiyuan calendar, on a September day, it was raining.

"A terrifying thing happened today. I found a ghost ship on the edge of the island! There was a moving skeleton on it, waving at me. I quickly ran back to the island!"

"In the year 1491 of the Haiyuan calendar, one day in October, it snowed.

The weather is getting colder. Fortunately, I found an underground cave and barely survived. The moss underground is enough for me to survive. I must wait for rescue. I must go back to see my daughter. She is my only relative! "

Seeing this, Jiang Bo was completely certain that the owner of this diary must be Nicole Olivia's father, Nicole Robin's grandfather, and Nicole Robin's Flower-Flower Fruit was a gift from this person.

I didn't expect something like this to happen.

There was no more nutritious information after that, just daily records once a month, including the discovery of new food, new ink substitutes, a dilapidated pirate ship, etc. This kind of life lasted for ten years!

I write a diary every month for more than a hundred days, and every word is filled with my longing for my daughter.

But when Jiang Bo turned to June 1501, the style of the diary had changed drastically.

"In the year 1501 of the Haiyuan calendar, on a day in June, it was cloudy.

I had a nightmare again today, exactly the same as the one I had ten years ago. A three-headed hellhound roared at me, but after waking up, there was a voice in my heart that seemed to ask me to understand its story.

"It was a sunny day in July, 1501, Haiyuan calendar.

This damn sound is becoming more and more frequent. I feel the urgency of beating this sound. There is plenty of food, so I decided to start looking for it today.

"It was a day in August, 1501, in the Haiyuan calendar. The weather was unknown.

I found it. It took me a month to find it! Deep down in the ground, I don't know how deep it is! I've never seen a monster like this before. Only its head is left, and it's still alive!

"In the year 1501 of the Haiyuan calendar, on a day in September, it was cloudy.

It turned out to be a pitiful creature, too. The lava prevented me from touching it, and it couldn't speak, but it managed to instill a memory in me. It was truly shocking. It wanted me to help it recover its body, then fell asleep exhausted, but I was powerless!

"This memory goes like this: a masked man in a white robe plotted against its master. It fought a fierce battle with the man in white, but was eventually subdued. Its head was chopped off, its neck was broken, and its body was taken away. It was suppressed here, but it was unwilling to give in and wanted to escape.

But it couldn't break free from the chains, so it thought of a way. It wanted the demons living here to help it remove the chains. However, the damn demons actually tried to devour it. Was it an ant trying to devour a dragon?

Enraged, it exhausted all its strength and cast a curse on the bloodlines of the demons in this sea area, killing all of them overnight. However, it also lost its chance to break free, and now summoning me has completely drained all of the power of the third head.

"Haiyuan calendar year 1502.

I'm sick. I always thought I could wait until the day I was reunited with my daughter, and that I could help this hellhound find clues to its body. But I can do nothing. I don't have the strength to find food or fresh water. My life can only end here. I'm sorry, Olivia, I'm sorry, three-headed dog.

Jiang Bo finished reading the diary with a gloomy expression. He had thought that the genocide of the demon race was related to the three-headed dog of Hell, but he had no idea that the demise of an entire race was simply a curse caused by the three-headed dog of Hell's weakened state.

He couldn't imagine who its master was, how powerful he was, or who the masked, white-robed figure who had attacked his master was. Is there really a God in this world?

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