The darkness and distortion hidden beneath the surface of civilized society, the eerie whispers that only rise in the dead of night!
The day the sea fog rolled in, the world turned into a lon...
Just as Sekala was wondering if something had happened to the Eternal Night Star Sea, he heard his men's exclamations not far away.
"General, there is light ahead!"
Hearing this, Sekara raised his head sharply.
The only things that can emit light naturally in the eternal night sea of stars are the silver moon and the stars in the sky. All other light sources are almost all creations of humans or other creatures.
In other words, there is a high probability that there is someone in front.
Sekara hurried to the threading board and squinted his eyes to look at the light source in the distance.
As a transcendent, his eyesight in the Eternal Night Star Sea was naturally better than that of his subordinates. That was why he recognized the ship at a glance.
Isn't this the ship of the young captain who managed to escape from Tuskala?
Or is it actually Tuskala who is on that ship now?
It’s no wonder that Sekara thought too much. After all, he is the King of Disasters who has accumulated power for a long time.
To be cautious, it is best to avoid it.
Just as he was about to order his men to cross the brightly lit ship, his eyes caught the young figure standing on the top-floor balcony, looking towards them.
Sekara looked at this scene in some astonishment. He actually survived from Tuskala's hands?
How did he do that? Sekala was filled with wonder, but the creaking sound beside his ears prevented him from thinking any further.
If this continues, their ship might really disintegrate in the air.
The subordinate who said before that he could hold on for another five minutes was probably just exaggerating.
We have to stop and repair the boat as soon as possible, but once we stop, those ghosts behind us will catch up quickly.
Wait! Sekara seemed to have thought of something, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the ship in front of him that was brightly lit in the night.
Since they were able to survive at the hands of Tuskala, they must be quite powerful.
If he could convince them to cooperate with him and fight together against the tide of vengeful spirits chasing from behind, and buy him time to repair the ship, then his group might still have a chance of survival.
The only thing he needed to worry about was whether or not, after he told them about the tide of resentful spirits behind them, they would turn around and run, leaving him and his group behind to buy them some time.
Even though there was a high chance that both sides would survive if they cooperated, why would the other side risk losing members and stay to fight against the tide of evil spirits with them?
Wouldn't it be better to leave these people behind to attract fire?
This is just like a popular saying outside the Dark Sea: they don't need to run faster than a bear, they just need to run faster than their companions.
Sekara's expression changed several times, but soon became firm.
Because he had no choice but to take a gamble.
Even if I don't tell them about the tide of resentful spirits behind us, they will be able to see it themselves when the tide of resentful spirits catches up.
It would be better to tell them in advance and give them a good impression.
In this way, they might stay and help me buy time to repair the ship because I told them the news in advance, or allow more than 200 people to take shelter on their ship.
After figuring this out, Sekala no longer hesitated and immediately shouted loudly towards the brightly lit ship.
Unfortunately, his roar, which could easily spread over a radius of hundreds of miles in the outside world, was eliminated into nothingness by an inexplicable force as soon as it left the ship in the Eternal Night Star Sea.
After seeing that the ship did not move at all, Sekala suddenly realized that he had been too impatient and had forgotten that the Eternal Night Star Sea would suppress the propagation of sound.
After reacting quickly, he found his men who were flying the ship and ordered them to rush directly to the location of the ship without going around it.
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Dozens of nautical miles away.
Eros stood by the railing, his eyes staring straight ahead, a look of confusion on his face.
The legendary treasure hunter just now seemed to want to say something to him, but unfortunately he didn't understand lip reading, so he couldn't understand what the other person said.
"Master~"
Just then, a gentle call came from behind.
Eros looked back and saw a girl with long platinum hair, her upper body sticking out of the room, her big watery eyes looking at him with some resentment.
The girl's soft platinum long hair slid down from both sides, hanging in front of her chest and swaying gently, just covering her tall and white breasts.
Seeing this, Eros quickly used the Heart of the Ocean to create an illusion in front of the girl, and then glanced at the ship more than ten nautical miles away.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Sekara, who had left the side of the ship, did not return.
He quickly carried the girl back to the room and scolded her softly, "There are more than just us in the Eternal Night Starry Sea."
The mermaid girl with a tail on her lower body lowered her head and muttered:
"I just want to see what the master is doing!"
They were originally cuddling together and talking, but Eros suddenly left in the middle of the conversation.
Anyone who has experienced this should know that the feeling of leaving something unsaid is really uncomfortable.
Eros carried the girl to the bed, chose a drier place to put her down, and then covered her with a blanket.
He understood what the girl wanted to express, but unfortunately, he might not have time to continue chatting with her about the history of the mermaid clan and the magic of the ocean.
Because he had already sensed the surging malevolence from afar, he had to deal with that matter first.
Eros lowered his head and kissed the girl lightly on the forehead, a hint of apology on his face.
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