"I was lucky enough to come across a bunch of seafood. Muria, who was taken by the broken horn to shuttle through space, crossed a long distance, and returned to the material world, looked at the team of fishmen in front of him, with a playful smile on his face, and murderous intent boiling in his eyes.

When stepping into the threshold of transcendence, life will gradually get rid of its own dependence on the environment, the stronger the strength, the less the impact of the environment on itself, for the Jedi of mortal things, for the powerful transcendent creatures, as if walking on the ground.

For example, humans who are afraid of fire and water can advance to gold, and after breaking the limits of their bodies, they can have a powerful physique to swim in magma. And after the creatures in the ocean have reached the gold level, they are no longer so dependent on water, and they also have the ability to move on land and fly in the sky.

But under normal circumstances, those powerful sea creatures will not go on land, after all, although they can adapt to the land environment, they are not as comfortable as the sea. But no matter what, it's a special time, like an oracle.

"Which god are you?" asked Muria with a smile as she looked at the group of Kou Tao Fishmen in front of her, who seemed to be discussing.

The people who witnessed the appearance of the Kou Tao fish in Muria's shattered space looked at each other, and their dead fish eyes showed a sense of awe that the legend should have.

Then they looked at Muria cautiously, and looked at each other only enough, and one of them, a strong fish-man who seemed to be the leader, came out of it, and humbly whispered to Muria:

"My lord, we are the Great Demon Lord, the followers of the Lord of the Deep. ”

"Dagon's followers?" Muria nodded, the smile on her face becoming gentler, "Are you also here to hunt down the Titan descendant named Muria?"

"Yes. Only the Soul Intent Second-Order Commander replied respectfully, secretly looking at Muria and the strong-looking Barlo Flame Demon behind him, guessing which of them was a legend or both.

"Do you know the strength of that Titan Descendant?" asked Muria, smiling kindly.

"I know, according to the edict of the King of the Deep Sea, this Titan Descendant is said to have the strength of the peak of soul intent. ”

"Oh, so you know what the word Titan stands for?"

"According to the legends of the ocean, the Titans represent the invincibility of their class, and there is hardly any creature that can fight their class. ”

"Since you all know, with your strength, where did you have the courage to hunt down this Titan descendant, aren't you afraid that if you really run into it, he will crush you into a pile of scum with his hands?"

The lineup of the chasing team of the fishmen in front of him is indeed very luxurious for ordinary creatures, and all of them are composed of powerful fishmen above the gold level, but not to mention fighting with Muria, it is to provoke any soul-level peak titan, and it is a matter of being solved by a slap.

"Honorable lord, don't you know, this time we have several legends leading the team, coming to hunt down this Titan, we are just one of the search teams, only responsible for searching, not responsible for fighting, if we really run into that person, we will definitely run away without saying a word. ”

"It's okay, I haven't forgotten the Titan's prestige. "Muria originally thought that these guys were just a bunch of fools who didn't take the Titans seriously, but now it seems that they still maintain a certain reverence for the Titans.

"The number of Titans is still too small. Muria sighed slightly in her heart, although this group of seafood still has a sense of awe for the Titans, it is not enough. The fact that this group of guys dared to hunt him down at the behest of a demon is the best proof of this.

There are far too few creatures that are lucky enough to see Titans, and even fewer who are able to see Titans in battle. Therefore, many creatures know the existence of Titans and the strength of Titans, but they don't know how strong they are.

"My lord, I don't know who you are?" Seeing that the dark-haired boy who suddenly appeared cared so much about the Titan, the Fishman Commander sensed that something was wrong and wanted to test Muria's identity.

"Demon Warlock, Diablo. Muria smiled and announced his name, and then watched as the group of fishmen heard his name, and the expressions on their faces changed as quickly as Sichuan opera changed faces.

"Lord Diablo, if it's okay, we'll leave first. "The Fishman Commander, who had already heard of Muria's murderous name, took the initiative to resign and wanted to hide.

"I have one more thing to trouble you with. ”

"What's the matter?" the Fishman Commander coped as the pair thought about how quickly they would distance themselves after leaving Muria.

"My little lions are hungry, can I trouble you to get into their bellies and relieve their hunger?"

As he spoke, one after another Blood Lion Demon appeared beside Muria, greedily looking at this group of bloody and energetic fish people, saliva dripping from their mouths.

"Don't run away, we're all together, as long as we can hold on until Lord Feather Wings supports us......"

"It's a pity, I'm afraid you didn't make it that time. ”

...... Less than a quarter of an hour later, there was nothing left to prove the existence of the fish-men, except for the broken scales and mottled bloodstains on the ground.

"Why don't you leave this subcontinent at once?" the soft voice came into Muria's ears, like a lover's soft whisper in her ear, which made people's hearts tickle, and there was an urge to see the owner of this voice.

"Who? Muria's sword eyebrows were upside down, and vigorous spiritual power poured out from the center of his eyebrows, sweeping in all directions.

"Reckless and conceited Titan descendants. The soft voice sounded again, "I'm here." ”

A faint spatial fluctuation came, and Muria seized this fluctuation and immediately figured out the source of this fluctuation, and people didn't think to cover it up.

Muria locked on to the coordinates and teleported herself to that location—a mountain cliff. Then, a long head of silver hair that reached her ankles appeared in Muria's eyes, and a cold mountain breeze blew through it, lifting the long silver hair, revealing a fruit with smooth and soft skin.

Muria was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that in such a short period of time, he would once again see a drow spirit without clothes, but this one in front of him was not the same drow that had been transformed into a wax melt demon.

"Good night, beautiful maiden. The corners of Muria's mouth rose slightly, and the originally vigilant spirit suddenly relaxed. The power in her body that felt both familiar and strange to Muria made him recognize the identity of the shapely, tall drow elf in front of him, the dark girl, Elisetsu, a kind god.