Not as extreme as Graves, Karn and Kai'Sa have the protection of the Void Skin Armor and have no problem diving for as long as they want.

The entrance to the cave was small, and they entered one after the other, thanks to the Void Skin Armor, where they did not feel cold and darkness.

They have already experienced the coldest darkness, right under Acacia.

Karn found the thread of the Fifth Axiom and waved his finger slightly, opening a huge bubble around him. Then he thought it was a bit of a superfluous move, and dispersed again.

Then he saw the glowing jellyfish, and without thinking about it, he grabbed it in his hand and devoured it, only evolving the ability of fluorescence, and it was not highly poisonous.

The erosion of Void Energy is the most vicious curse on life.

When Karn looked out for the exit, he lifted the full cover of his armor and mimicked it into water-soaked clothing, allowing the icy waters to envelop him.

He couldn't get out of the water in the form of a monster in front of the two of them, it was part of the plan.

Trist hadn't seen his skin armor yet, and Grey Heads had only seen the skin armor on his hands, and when Kai'Sa had stuned him stealthily before, he hadn't let him see who the person under the skin armor was, so they could still fool Graves when they did a little bit of tricks.

Karn swam to a gentle stone platform and climbed ashore, where a crab the size of a man's head creaked away.

Each crab has a large blue crab claw that they wave as if in protest against his arrival.

Karn didn't move to devour the crabs, for Graves was checking his ****** for water as far as he could see, while Trist leaned against a clean rock, cards flying up and down between his nimble fingers.

Triste's appearance gives people a deliberately pretended noble elegance, and it is obvious that this is pretending.

Everyone else is very embarrassed, he is the most noble, after all, he came in easily with the power of magic, and he can't show his superiority?

Kai'Sa swam to the exit, and Karn reached for her to get her ashore.

She was out of breath, hugging Karn with a frightened face, as if she had experienced some life and death, and this acting skill made Karn couldn't help but be moved, and comforted her softly.

"I can actually swim here, there are two brushes." Graves touched his head, and his hand was bloody: "I'm so anxious that I'm bleeding from the brain." ”

If it weren't for the best sailors in the water, they would never have been able to swim through this long waterway, and they survived, and Graves still admired it, after all, these were just two young imps.

Kai'Sa twisted a handful of water-soaked hair, then picked up a cutlass as Karn disassembled the tarp and carefully removed the pistol inside.

"This is the altar of Barjou." Karn looked around, and saw that every inch of the rock wall was carved with curved lines.

These stone carvings of Barjou depict many sea serpents, descendants of Naga Kapoles.

"It's kind of interesting, maybe I can still catch something in the end of this trip to catch shrimp in the dark." Graves grinned, he had already hugged his ******, ready to go, as if he had nothing to fear as long as he had a shot in hand.

It is not surprising to find the remains of Bajou in Bilgewater, as the entire Python Islands were Bajou places hundreds of years ago.

Bilgewater was able to settle down after the Bajo people gave up the southernmost part of the archipelago, and it took hundreds of years for the colonists to build new dwellings on the abandoned Bajou temples.

Bajou and Bilgewater signed a non-aggression agreement, and even in Bilgewater, there were many people who had never entered the northern islands until they died.

"Maybe Aloy knows that the Abyss Crown is stored here, and that she is the true one of Bajou......" Karn frowned, remembering something bad.

The Abyssal Crown was to be used against Planck in the end, and if Aloy had brought it up, it would have been a problem.

"I know, she won't be here to rob us now." Graves grinned, completely unaware of Karn's concern.

"The altar may be over there, there is no other way." Trist, who had arrived early, had already found another way out, to the depths of the cavern.

The "road" Trist found was almost a crack in the stone.

He was thinner, and he slipped through like a plaice.

Graves, on the other hand, was much stronger, but when he squeezed through, he broke a few buttons, kept muttering and scolding his mother, and belittled the other party before Trist taunted him.

Say that Trist is skinny and skinny, and a man should have a lot of flesh.

Karn got past Graves, his physique was between Trist and Graves, and his small skeleton made it easy for him to slip through the cracks.

And Kai'Sa didn't have any problems, and she came over with a grinding of her chest.

When they were trying to survive underground, they didn't miss this kind of crevice.

Trist made a quiet gesture to the person behind him, holding his fingertips in front of his lips.

A foul smell came to my nose, like the smell of a slaughterhouse.

The moonlight leaked down the crevice at the top of the cavern, but it was still dim. Piled up with shipwrecks and abandoned cargo, all sorts of garbage and waste filling every nook and cranny is a paradise for hoarders.

The cave was larger than the previous one, with a black pool of blue crabs crawling out of it, deliberately leading to the passage that nearly drowned Graves.

And as before, every part of this cave is covered with sea serpent stone carvings, except for the ones that are covered by garbage heaps.

It seems that the person who carved the stone carving only carved the sea serpent......

"Do you think it's weird?" Graves frowned and looked at the garbage heap.

Buckets, boxes, chests, nets, fishing gear and rusty harpoons, rotten long ropes, everything you can think of, useless ones thrown aside, useful piles of shells and stones, stacked in strange layers, and cans of rancid liquid on shelves served as driftwood.

An anchor leans against the wall, and a mermaid bow crawling with barnacles is embedded in a few rocks. Her paint was peeling off and she looked like it had been peeled.

The broken masts crisscrossed the crevices of the rock, like crooked beams. Long seaweed hung from the mast and rags torn from rotten sails.

None of this can be formed naturally.

"There can't be so many shipwrecks and garbage washed in by the waves. No way, someone must have picked it up. Seriously, there seems to be a strange pattern to garbage dumping, but I'm afraid it's a pattern that only someone whose head strings are twisted into a sailor's knot can come up with. Graves was shocked.

"Because the altar is there, and someone is taking care of it."