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...
On the deck of the passenger ship, the Violent Bear King Borso, who escaped from the Emperor of Knowledge, was organizing a multi-person sports meeting.
After taking a look at the man in front of him who had given birth to several children for him, Borso waved his hand to call over several other women.
Thanks to the continuous rituals performed over the past few days, his injuries have almost healed.
All he had to do next was return to the Polo Bay, where he could recruit new crew members and once again become the king of the sea.
Suddenly, Borso frowned, and held the woman in his arms with one hand, pressing her chest against his chest, hanging on him like a koala.
Because he subconsciously used too much force, the woman spat out blood from her mouth.
But Borso didn't care and just hugged the woman and moved closer to the side of the ship.
After arriving at the side of the ship, Borso saw at a glance the small boat floating on the boundless ocean and the people sitting on the boat.
This person was Mitor. When he sensed something was wrong, he immediately exchanged positions with his puppet.
But I didn't expect to see this scene as soon as I switched places.
He must have seen the portrait of the Violent Bear King Borso, and that was why he recognized at a glance who the big man holding the woman by the side of the ship was.
But he didn't care and rowed the boat towards an unnamed island not far away.
He had no interest at all in this crude pirate who would get horny anytime and anywhere.
Unless there is a chance to make him into his own puppet, but he is not ready to make a transcendent person into a puppet now, so it is better to ignore the rude pirate for the time being to avoid any other trouble.
But just because he ignored it didn't mean that the Violent Bear King would ignore it.
On the vast ocean, I suddenly saw a small boat blocking my way. It seemed wrong no matter how I looked at it.
Borso threw the woman aside, stared at Mittor not far away, and ordered in a commanding tone:
"come over!"
He was now very close to the chaotic sea, so Borso was not worried about meeting people from the church.
Mittor glanced at the island king who was walking his pet bird and ignored his words.
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