In a palace deep under the sea.

The old sea god Egil has been strange lately, because in the ocean he dominates, there have been some strange sea monsters that have been frequent lately.

He is familiar with sea monsters, such as the octopus that is as thick as a house and has a body like a hill, a turtle that is so long that it is often mistaken for an island when it comes to the surface, and a sea snake that is no less than 100 meters long and devours countless creatures...... There are many of these sea monsters in his sea.

In fact, in this ocean, many creatures are even the old sea god Egir has never seen, because many species are often only one, day and night, difficult to distinguish, and for these strange sea monsters, even he does not know the old sea god Egir does not care, only those sea monsters that have become a scale will be paid attention to by him.

However, this time the sea monster surprised him deeply.

"Is this the sea monster?"

Staring at the creature in front of him, the gray-haired old sea god said.

"Yes, my father. ”

Beside him, a goddess of waves with a beautiful woman on the upper body and a transparent splash on the lower body said softly to him.

The Nine Sisters of the Waves, who often appear as waves and patrol the entire ocean, are the right-hand men of the old sea god Egil to manage the entire ocean, and many things are often the Nine Sisters of the Waves assisting their father on the side.

Egil was old after all.

In this world, gods are not immortal, and gods also age.

It's just that more often, the aging of the gods is because they have seen too many things, so the mentality gradually begins to age irreversibly, causing the external appearance to also age with their own minds.

It's not that God is old, it's that God's mentality is old.

And the same is true of Egil, who has lived too long since he was born in the chaos of that world, and he no longer has so much energy to take care of the oceans, and many times he can only let his daughters help him.

But looking at the creature in front of him, old Egil also frowned after countless things.

"Ho Ho ......"

In front of him, the half-human, half-fish monster struggled with all its might, its form looked a bit like a dwarf human with a rickety body, with claws covered with bands and sharp claws and scales, lower limbs with webbing and mucous membranes, and a head that looked like some kind of hideous deep-sea fish, but with eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

It struggled to break free from the ropes of the sea that bound it, and its mouth continued to make hoarse noises that seemed to be of some kind of indeterminate language.

Clearly, this sea monster has intelligence.

In fact, none of these sea monsters only have intelligence, but even the concept of civilization.

In various places, the Nine Sisters of the Waves have seen these beings hunt in the ocean by taming sharks and whales as mounts, and by using the crude bone weapons they hold in their hands.

There is no doubt that this is a civilization with a considerable degree.

Civilizations made up of such marine life are not uncommon in the ocean, but the strange thing is that these sea monsters seem to appear out of thin air, and they have quite a civilization when they first appear, which is very strange.

And with the Nine Sisters of the Waves, as more and more days passed, they found more of these sea monsters, and the Nine Sisters of the Waves, who were deeply surprised, caught one of these fish-man sea monsters and tried to let their father make a decision.

Old Egil pondered, and asked after a long time.

"The first time you saw this kind of sea monster, where were you?"

"The Netherlands. ”

The goddess of the waves replied from the side.

After the old sea god asked a few more questions, and the goddess of waves answered them in detail one by one, old Egil nodded, and then looked at the sea monster in front of him, with deep contemplation on his face.

In front of him, the fish-man monster did not show the slightest awe, but restlessly tried to break free from its restraints, screaming at him.

This is not normal.

As the god of the sea, the sea itself was almost born with him, and all the life born from the ocean will instinctively fear him, and it is impossible to be like this sea monster, not only does not have any fear of himself, but roars and threatens.

"This is not something that should exist in the ocean!"

In an instant, the old sea god's gaze became as sharp as an arrow.

Is the Asaph Protoss finally ready to take his power, or is the Warner Protoss unhappy that he has such a vast sea, or is it the giants who are ready to do something......

In an instant, countless thoughts had already turned in the old sea god's mind, and the deep vigilance against the intruder made him think of countless possible masterminds in an instant.

He reached for the fish-man's head.

Looking at this ordinary hand, the fish-man realized that he was uneasy, and began to instinctively roar and struggle, but he was unable to break the sea rope, so he still reached for his head......

"Slip ......"

As if it had been corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid, the place where the old sea god's hand touched would melt away in the screams of the fish-man, and before he could scream for a few more seconds, the fish-man was lifeless.

And feeling the still trembling fish-man brain in his hand, the vague memory contained in it, and the faint and familiar power of the fish-man, the old sea god's pupils were full of astonishment, no matter how much he guessed, he never thought that it would actually be......

......

"Roar!"

In the depths of the ocean, hideous sea monsters with metal harpoons in their hands, accompanied by numerous sharks and huge whales, many of which are involved in the participation of other species of human life.

And in the center of this vast and huge army, as the commander in charge of this huge army of unknown tens of millions, the gray-haired old sea god was wearing armor, holding a halberd in his hand that had not been used for a long time, standing on top of the chariot, with an invisible sense of oppression in the silence.

Bound by the will of the old sea god, this huge undersea march marched in a certain direction, and along the way, countless undersea trolls obediently joined it, making this already huge army even larger.

This is the huge strength accumulated by the old sea god for tens of millions of years.

With those sea races with heavy armor and weapons as the main force, and those irrational but brute force sea trolls as servant troops, millions and tens of millions of huge armies, even the Asaph protoss would not be willing to fight against this huge army in the environment of the ocean.

Giants and gods, it is precisely for this reason that they are afraid of the old sea god and dare not act rashly.

And leading this seemingly invincible army, the old sea god Egil's face did not show any joy, but became more and more calm.

He knew that if it was really as he thought, he was afraid that even this seemingly powerful and invincible army might not be able to win......

......

Along the way, there are a few strange fishmen swimming in the bottom of the sea, turtlemen with heavy turtle shells...... All kinds of new and strange lives were mercilessly eaten and cleaned up by this huge army as rations.

As long as there is a need, this huge army will even feed on the sea monsters in its own army, and these huge sea monsters are also shouldering the dual identity of servants and rations at the same time, anyway, there are not many in the ocean, even if there are countless such sea monsters, it doesn't matter at all.

And along the way, the scene in the bottom of the sea made the eyes of the old sea god Egil more and more cold.

Deep sea canyons, dead submarine volcanoes, submarine deserts, coral forests......

In all places, although there are not many, it seems that there are already these ancient monster species everywhere.

Mermaids with human upper bodies and fish on their lower bodies, strange fishmen who look like people and non-humans, fish and non-fish, half-human, half-snakes, snake people with eight arms, and shark-like fishmen with shark heads......

All kinds of strange species made the old sea god Egil almost pale.

When did there be so many strange things in his ocean!

And this, after he saw something, the anger in his heart reached its peak.

A city that sits on a majestic mountain range, in which many mermaids, fishmen, and snake people live in a mixture, in that simple stone city, the mermaids with harpoons in their hands vigilantly observe the surroundings as guards, while the mermaids with garlands on their heads swim freely in the sea, singing with their natural melodious singing voices, and the majestic snake people wearing exquisite clothes and crowns rule this underwater kingdom.

However, in the eyes of the old sea god Egil, the city was located on some mountain, and it was clearly on the scales of a huge serpent, which should have been sealed, but there were already one or perhaps more cities on its body, and in these cities, the serpent priests reverently sang the praises of their gods.

Clenching the halberd in his hand, the old sea god Egil's forehead was bruised, and his erect anger made him finally roar uncontrollably.

"Jörmungard!"