The rain is falling, and people are screaming.

The sea water is like turning over a pot, and the scavenging fish is churning, munching and chewing.

The first to enter the water is always the bait.

Calikar was constantly tossed by Sivir, leaving a knife mark on Natilus's helmet before bouncing back into her hand.

But Nautirus turned a blind eye to her attack, and held the starboard side of the ship in pain, accelerating the ship's sinking and rolling.

Sivir had not faced such a huge enemy, and during the days when Shurima robbed the tomb, he would occasionally trigger a curse in the mausoleum, and then suddenly a huge golem would appear to chase them down, and the golem's eyes would appear with lasers that melted everything in sight.

In the face of such an enemy, Sivir had no choice but to flee.

She's always been faster than people to escape, but now that she's at sea, where can she go?

Sivir listened to the familiar screams, his eyes focused on the heavy anchor on the deck, and then he had a plan.

This thing will be equipped with every ship, and although it is not larger than that of Notilus, it is also very heavy, and it will never be carried by one person.

But at the moment the deck is tilted and extremely wet, and it may be possible to push it if you try to push it.

Sivir wiped the water from his eyelashes, stuck Calikar on the deck, and with all his strength dragged the anchor directly in front of Notilus, where he hung around the mast and began to cut the chains frantically.

When the hull tilted more than 45 degrees, she cut off the chain that was about to break, and the anchor slid swiftly down the slippery deck, eventually smashing into the iron skull of Notilus.

Bang!

The low crash shook the sea, and a circle of white waves swept around the hull, and Natilus was struck hard, his torch-like eyes darkened, and his whole body sank to the bottom of the sea like a sculpture.

A string of bubbles the size of a basketball bubble popped up, burst and then lost its life.

But this time the ship could not be turned over, and Sivir could only hang himself on the mast and watch the hull sink little by little.

Thinking that he was about to be buried in the sea with this broken ship, Sivir was extremely irritable, and immediately yelled at the school of fish churning on the sea not far away!

"Dead fatty, you actually calculate the old lady."

Now, how could Sivir not understand Tam's intentions?

All it said was that it wanted to keep itself from paying this tithe, and let Notilus sink the ship! Kill yourself!

Hehe, what a calculation! I really don't understand what good it does to put myself in such a situation?

Is it just because he once murdered it that he put himself in the pit of death?

Knowing this, I listened to Jeno at the beginning, and it would be good to go back to Picheng with him in a few days.

But Sivir would not sit idly by and wait for her to die, as soon as she cut off the mast in front of her, she wanted to gather the sailors who were still alive and work together to make a raft out of the boat, even if it was not so strong, as long as it was enough for her to drift back to Bilgewater.

There is still more than a day left before the Night of the Soul Eclipse, and as long as he goes back, Jeno will still accept him.

Probably so......

But the next moment, a huge rusty iron anchor disrupted her plans!

Bang –

The anchor suddenly burst out of the deck, right at Sivir's feet, and the deck was blasted into pieces of various sizes, and sharp wooden spikes splashed onto Sivir's armor and bounced off.

Annoying! Notilus is back!

This time it learned wisely, so it stayed under the surface of the sea, wielding an iron anchor and hammering it with a chaotic cloak!

Break the keel! Break the deck! Destroy the cabin!

"Haunted fellow!" Sivir spat out a mouthful of seawater, picked up the mast, aimed his point at the giant in the sea, and pushed it out of the deck with all his sucking strength!

She didn't think that a pillar could pierce an iron bucket, but even if she made the other party uncomfortable, she wouldn't feel so aggrieved!

Unfortunately, as she expected, the mast did no harm to Notilus, and with a wave of his hand, it easily opened what Sivir couldn't move with all his might.

Sivir began to understand the huge gap between the two, and a cloud of despair began to loom over her.

Notilus waved the iron anchor mercilessly, and the heavy trajectory was not random by brute force alone.

It was a very good diving salvage man during his lifetime, so he knew the structure of the sailboat very well, and soon broke the right side of the boat, hollowing out the entire structure inside!

Then he raised the iron anchor and slashed, finally shattering the wrecked ship into a pile of wreckage.

Sivir lost his footing and inevitably fell into the sea.

She fluttered in the sea for a while, and finally caught a plank, and floated on the turbulent sea, flooded by the waves, beaten by the rain, pitiful, weak, and helpless.

An unlucky ghost tried to come and snatch her life-saving straw, but she kicked her head with an iron boot, lost consciousness, and lured the greedy fish away from her head.

Sivir summed up two pieces of news from his surroundings, one good and one bad.

The good news is that there is no scavenging fish around her for the time being, so can she praise the snake mother instead?

The bad news is that Nautirus is swimming towards her, and it is it that scares away the hungry fish.

Sivir choked on a mouthful of seawater, writhed his feet wildly, and hurried away as he pushed the plank.

But this is just a waste of effort, a big hand came from behind, and held her whole person in the palm of her hand, interpreting what is called the hardcore "Yingying Grip"!

Sivir struggled constantly, twisting like a little green worm, but he couldn't break free.

Natilus made no further movements, and as soon as it grasped Sivir, it began to become like a statue, sinking motionless, all the way down, into the cold darkness.

His mouth and nose were filled with seawater, and Sivir, who was extremely resistant, twisted even more fiercely, the money bag fell off his waist, and the gold coins spread out, sinking to the seabed first.

Only in the dark waters can you see the greedy luster on these golden sirens.

In the midst of the fierce struggle, Sivir inadvertently cut himself with the charikar, and the white moonfire surged from the blade, forming a spherical shield around her master, wrapping her tightly.

Calikar saved her, and it was a Savior's Blade!

Natilus felt a sensation colder than the deep sea explode in his palm, and immediately let go of his hand, the pale flames burning spontaneously in the seawater, making him instinctively frightened and afraid to approach.

Now that the ship has sunk and the gold has been paid, its mission has been accomplished.

It didn't continue to pester Sivir, and the non-swimming captain would eventually drown anyway.

Natilus closed his eyes, the only source of light in the darkness disappeared, and beneath the shipwreckage, everything was once again swallowed by the sea.

Even though Sivir discovered a new use for Calikar, it could not save her from death.

She was dragged too deep, too far away from the shipwreck, there was only sea water around her, and there was no float for her to grab!

As she began to suffocate and fall unconscious, the white flames on Calikar faded.

And before she was completely unconscious, she vaguely saw a shark swimming towards her with its bloody mouth wide open......

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