Whisper: White Whisper!

Lin Sheng was right, from the beginning, he never thought of "engraved" the dark language of Dil Naga. Because he knew that the ability of "Stygian Cry Ice" was not suitable for him, even if he succeeded in forcibly "engraved", Dil Naga could also completely suppress him.

The "engraving" of the Stygian was no longer possible, so he could only choose to "engrave" the weapon.

The pitch-black spear was a spear, and since Lin Sheng could remember, only he knew the origin of it as a user.

"The Confessor"

This is its name, this quaint and cold spear, its identity is more than 1,700 years ago, Hades Yuan Yu used in the "City of the End", and has been lost for nearly a thousand years The spear of killing gods, "The Confessor, Cangming"!

Legend has it that the Hades King Yuanyu was the biggest rebel in the history of the Beasts. In the nearly 1,000 years since the disappearance of the orc Kashmir, he relied on his own strength to rebel against the twelve orc princes who reigned at the time. After surviving the near-extinction of the "Fimbul Winter", the "War of the Gods" began in his hands for the first time in the ruined "City of the End".

In that "holy war", one-third of the orcs became rebels, and countless humans and half-bloods were involved. The war lasted three years and ended with the destruction of the Orcs, and the era was filled with smoke and blood. The internal casualties of the orcs were heavy, and the half-blood races were also greatly damaged. The eleven beast princes were completely erased from history, and the Hades King Yuanyu died in the city. A black aura enveloped the entire "City of the End" at that time, and all the surviving humans called it the "Black Nightmare". "Cangming" was completely lost in that battle, and the figure of the Hades never woke up in the following hundreds of years.

Seven o'clock in the morning, Bering Strait.

Under the grey sky, fragile boats drifted in the cold wind. Surrounded by an empty sea with no one on the ground, the rain was pouring down and "crackling" on the top.

Professor Northman and the others were clinging to each other back to back, and the five of them were holding on to the crude safety rope in their hands. By the moment they were all drenched in the rain, and to make matters worse, the only thing left was the old radio communication machine.

"How long will it take us to get there?"

In the middle of the rainstorm, Professor Northman was shouting at Lenia with a hoarse voice. The rolling thunder was coming from the sky in a dull voice, and the surrounding was so noisy that only the "rumbling" thunder remained.

The noisy rainy night was like a splashed ink curtain being redrawn, and Lenia on the side was anxiously fiddling with the port side with her head down. The surging typhoon had taken them away from their original course, and they were now getting farther and farther away from the Miracle.

"We're heading off course, we're heading to the right of Miracle." Lenia reached out and gently wiped the rain from her face, pointed in a direction behind her and said loudly, "Over there, we're going to turn around immediately!" ”

"Hey...... Hey......" The three sturdy men received the order, and at the same time rowed the oars with force, the life raft slowly turned its head in the rain, and the men pulled the oars backwards with all their might.

Norsman looked at the point Lenia pointed out from the bow of the ship with a grim expression, his hands gripping the inflatable edge. He's worried.

More than an hour has passed, and there is still no news from Lin Sheng and their side. He didn't know if they had received the news he had sent out at the end, but judging from the current situation, it was obviously not a question of whether he received it or not.

The situation is going in the worst direction, and as the head of the executive department, he undoubtedly made the biggest mistake in this mission. He misjudged the timing of the awakening of Dilnaga, the king of the sea and ice, causing an otherwise easy task to become complicated. If it weren't for his mistakes, the students wouldn't have ventured into the Miracle. Now he was most worried about the safety of the students, and if something happened to them because of his mistakes, then he really didn't know how to go back and face the principal.

"It's okay, no one expected such a thing to happen." Lenia gently patted his clenched hand and comforted.

"Nope." Northman let out a long sigh and shook his head slightly, "I am the mission leader of this operation, all the mistakes are caused by my negligence, if something really happens to them in the end, then I will bear the consequences alone." ”

"Professor......" Lenia looked at him worriedly. Suddenly, she seemed to see something suddenly, and her green pupils reflected a terrifying light.

"Teach, Professor......" she pointed ahead in horror, her slender body trembling with fear.

Northman turned his head to follow her fingers, and saw a thin line of water swimming in front of them, floating on the waterline a pitch-black back, and faintly visible the strange rocky body below. Red magma weaved through its body, its monstrous palate half-furled in the water.

"Yes...... Beast species! The throats of the three assistants were so dry that they seemed to have been poured into a bottle of highly concentrated industrial alcohol at once, and their mouths trembled and they couldn't speak.

It was at least sixty meters in size, floating on the surface of the water like a tiny hill. A huge mouth with a diameter of nearly five meters can swallow an elephant!

The assistants had never seen such a terrifying behemoth so closely, and their eyes were so wide that even the sound of breathing began to stop.

"No, Captain Norsman." One of the assistants, who was sitting close to Professor Northman, tugged at his clothes and spoke to Northman in an inaudible voice.

They were just some of the outside school workers temporarily sent by Atlantis America, and although they also had orc blood in their bodies, their bloodlines were almost non-existent due to some of their own reasons. They can't summon their own "Whispers", and even the "Spirits" don't approve of them. They are the people who live at the bottom of the mixed race, and because of their special bloodline, they can easily blend into the world of humans and mixed races. The influence of the orc lineage on them is not obvious, and they do not feel lonely because they leave the "race". But it also dooms them to do nothing all their lives, and the path of the divine favor will turn away from them from birth.

The three assistants had never seen such a big monster, and their frightened expressions were no weaker than riding a death roller coaster without handrails.

"Don't make a sound." Professor Norsman motioned for them to be quiet, and reached out to slowly direct them to paddle back. From time to time, the dragon's mouth exhaled bursts of fishy stench, like something wafting out after deep decay inside. The assistants took a deep breath and gently shook the oars and stepped back.

"Purr!" The gums were densely packed with mouths as sharp as sharp knives, and a huge "purring" sound came from inside deafeningly. But Norsman didn't think it was the snoring of a dragon when it was asleep, for he could see the slightly squinted vertical eyes on it.

It was quietly observing the five tiny "ants", like a child lying under a tree when he was bored, curiously holding a magnifying glass to watch.

Norsman knew that the "beasts" were not inferior to humans, but that their intelligence was often only at the stage of children. Because of the great power that causes their minds to develop very slowly, even after thousands of years, their intelligence is only at the stage of children.

Of course, being mentally retarded doesn't mean they're not smart enough. Beasts are very intelligent creatures, and although they can sometimes act like children, they can easily kill any enemy when they get angry.

"Take your time, don't be nervous, imagine it's just a little red snake that has eaten a little, there's nothing to be afraid of." Northman took a deep breath and said to his assistants with a solemn face.

The three assistants admired this weird-tempered bad old man at this time, and they were all still talking nonsense in a serious manner.

"Gollum!" The three assistants swallowed hard, and the expressions on their faces didn't know whether to cry or laugh. When they came, they thought it would be an easy and simple errand, they only needed to help a few agents from the headquarters take the helm, and then come out to show their faces when the time was right, and after the mission was over, they could return to the branch to receive a generous mission reward, and then their brothers would happily go to Florida for a long vacation.

However, reality always likes to backfire. You must know that this mission will take your own life, and they will not set foot on this thief ship again when they were killed.

"Professor, do you want to use the Spirit-Release?" Lenia grabbed her hand and whispered. She was also very nervous, after all, it was the first time she had experienced such a close proximity to the "beast slave".

"No, you can't use the Spirit." Northman shook his head and said solemnly, "The beasts are very sensitive to the Release, and if you use the Releaser in front of them, they will think that you are provoking them. Once it gets provoked, then we all have to die here. ”

"But we've got nowhere to go, look behind......" Lenia pointed behind her with a trembling voice, her beautiful little face pale as she looked pale. As he spoke, Professor Norsman followed her gaze, and the scene in front of him immediately made him feel a tingling in his scalp.

On the dim sea, eight slender tail vertebrae were rising faintly from under the water, and the sharp bone vertebrae surrounded them from eight different directions, and the sharp bone spurs on the tail vertebrae waved slightly under the rain curtain, like eight sharp daggers hanging in the air aimed at them.

Suddenly, Northman looked back at the dragon with a pale face, and was shocked to find that the dragon's eyes had all been opened. The two golden dragon pupils were like two burning flames, hanging high and burning in the rain.

"Giggles!" A strange laugh floated faintly from the sea through the rain curtain, as if the demons were wantonly sly laughing in the dark night. The bony back began to rise from the depths of the sea, and the huge dragon head bent and lifted up in the air.

"Good...... It's a big one. ”

(End of chapter)