The Iron Hook Gang's thugs were hit by Sarah's snap of his fingers the moment he burst through the door, and his fingertips erupted with a strong flash of light and a loud noise, like a shock bomb detonating head-on.

Sarah and Kai'Sa thought they were protected by helmets and didn't suffer much, while the Hooks exploded.

Without exception, all of these unprepared mortals were blinded and deaf by the flash of light and loud noises, and some of them were even stunned and fell to the ground suddenly.

When a person suddenly becomes blind and deaf, he is very frightened.

If he was blind and surrounded by more than a dozen people at the same time, this fear would give rise to suspicion, and it would be magnified tenfold.

And in this case, if a terrible enemy blends in with one's own people, fear and suspicion will be magnified a hundredfold and a thousandfold.

What's more, the breath of the void would have made all living beings feel instinctive fear, and under the fear, they did one unexpected thing after another.

"I can't see it! I can't hear it either! ”

"Don't touch me, stay away from me! Get out! ”

Some of them were ingested by the heart-pounding fear and shouted desperately, but to no avail, and others could no longer hear him.

Feeling that he had been hit, he didn't know if it was his own man or an enemy, and he desperately retreated, while constantly waving his weapon to protect himself and prevent anyone from harming him.

Rapid heartbeat, weak legs, dazed minds, and tears had already deprived them of the ability to think calmly, and before Sarah could do anything, the thugs started fighting on their own.

Everyone wants to protect themselves, but while protecting themselves, they will hurt others, and as a result, they shoot blindly, and the people who are hit will fight back even more frantically, and more than a dozen people will kill each other crazy.

"Tsk." Sarah shook her head. She didn't expect snapping her fingers to be unexpectedly easy to deal with mortals, and she fell half of it before she could do it.

She didn't have to do anything anymore, she walked straight through the cripples, the queen's aura was full of energy, and she reached out aggressively to push away the two thugs who were in the way, and strode towards the sea.

Sarah felt the helmet constantly channeling some kind of inaudible sound into her head, and she couldn't wait to figure out the source of this sound, answering the call of the sea.

"You're back!" Kai'Sa came out of the slaughterhouse and called out to Sarah, but Sarah didn't stop, she walked straight to the edge of the dock and jumped into the oil slick.

Obviously everyone is down, no one sees their appearance, leaving the clean path and not leaving, but deliberately taking the dirty waterway to leave, Kai'Sa wonders if there is something wrong with Sarah? Like to drill into smelly places?

Disgusted with the filthy seawater and confident in the Void Armor, Kai'Sa didn't jump into the sea to retrieve Sarah.

Thinking that the other party might have her own plans, she went back to the jumping cliff first. When Sarah Lang is enough, she will come back herself.

Soon, reinforcements from the Iron Hooks arrived, but they couldn't ask anything from the delirious gang, and the fish head in the slaughterhouse was gone.

With her head down, Sarah enters the water in an elegant posture and dives beneath the gloomy water.

She was like an eel in the water, without making a splash, and the water around her gently enveloped her.

I have been in the water countless times every day, but this experience is different from any time before.

It is no longer a dim and unbounded red, but a pattern of colors, contrasts, and light and shade that do not exist in nature. In the darkness, she saw the wreckage and bones of the sunken ship, densely spread on the seabed, and these dead spirits dragged into the bottom of the sea by schools of carnivorous fish had been lonely at the bottom of the sea, waiting for the new dead.

The icy sea water no longer poured into her mouth and nose, and the suffocating horror was cut off by the Void Skin Armor, wrapped in a tight skin armor, Sarah felt a sense of unparalleled strength and security, and she returned to the water like a stranded fish, regaining her freedom.

The Void Armor was better than any wetsuit in the world, and she swam faster than a shark.

The slippery skin armor had little resistance to the sea, and she no longer felt the obstruction of being dragged by countless hands when she usually dived, and the sea water automatically parted outside her skin armor, as if she should have been born in the water, which was more comfortable than staying on the ground.

For some reason, Sarah's breathing underwater is no different than that on the ground. She reached for her ears, where the skin armor was covered with fins, which concealed gaps like gill fissures, from which a faint pulsating purple light shimmered to match the rhythm of her breathing.

Without the restriction of holding her breath, she dived to the bottom of the sea.

The pressure did not increase significantly during the dive, and it was still the skin armor that helped her block the suffocating water pressure. She felt that if it weren't for the shallow seabed wasn't deep enough, she could have dived all the way to the legendary abyss of Bajou, where the water pressure was enough to crush people to pieces, where Naga Kapoulos lived.

The mad dog sharks and razorfish, who were usually so excited as soon as they saw something thrown into the sea, were uncharacteristically unusual, and none of them dared to come within a 10-meter radius of her. In the past, she was used as food to run away like crazy, but now it is the other way around, now they are her food, and the whole sea is her hunting ground.

It doesn't matter if it's in the sea or it's at sea.

Sarah chased the fleeing fish as she swam past the rows of sailboats lying still in the bay, their lanterns swaying gently with the waves.

Among them was Planck's Blacksail Battleship, whose three eyes could see the figures on the deck through the murky waters, but now it was no more appealing to Sarah than exploring her limits in the sea.

Revenge can wait, she answered the call of the deep sea, and without ventilating, she swam all the way down the Butcher's Bridge, out of Bilgewater Bay, and somewhere in the open sea full of reefs.

Any piece of the reef here can break through the husk of a ship's cabin. The seabed was littered with the wreckage of ships in distress, and countless captains paid the price for their reckless contempt for the sea.

Sarah didn't set her sights on the precious relics that she could quickly make up a ship of her own if she had taken the time to salvage them.

The deep sea still beckoned to her, a long echo, the mournful cry of some kind of sea beast.

She was going to swim over to see what was calling her, and what kind of sparks would spark when they met.

Sarah continued to dive, outpacing any of Bilgewater's recorded clippers.

Even then, it took her two or three hours to get to the source.

The sea ahead is stirring, and a slaughtering fleet is hunting, stirring up the sea.

And what shimmered beneath the waves was not gold coins or bars, but a shining horn that belonged to the shrewd nemesis of the captain of the slaughter fleet.

Golden narwhal.