468F, four roads

Ghost coral.

Moran overcame all the way to the area of light.

Surprisingly, this is a protective barrier.

When Moran came in, he was greeted by fresh air that he hadn't seen for a long time.

She took a few deep breaths before she began to take a serious look at the place.

- It's like an undersea palace in my imagination.

She was now in the middle of the main hall, with a dazzling array of pearl agate above her head, coral shells on both sides, and an avenue paved with jade pearls leading to the tall throne above.

Behind the throne is a few feet of golden coral, which is spewing out many colorful bubbles that float throughout the main hall.

One of them floated slowly to Moran's side, her finger poked and a breath of fresh air rushed in her face.

It turned out that it was this golden coral that created fresh air for the palace.

"Who's coming?"

A majestic female voice echoed throughout the hall.

Moran wanted to open his mouth and say a very vague purpose, but for some reason, he said everything one by one.

For the treasure map of the god of all treasures.

"It turned out to be a treasure map? ”

The female voice easily agreed.

Moran frowned, his mind ominous.

"It's just that I have one condition. ”

The other party said.

When she said this, Moran felt relaxed.

There are no free pies in the world, and if they do, they are either expired or stoned.

On the contrary, the pie with a clear price is reassuring.

"Speak. ”

"It's been too long...... It's been a long time since I've seen anyone enter my palace, so stay here with me as an old man. ”

"How long?"

"Haha, juniors don't have to be afraid. It's just a month. ”

"Gladly. ”

Moran readily agreed.

Then, from the depths of the main hall came a graceful woman, her body was slender, concave and convex, which can be called the perfect golden ratio.

Looking at her face, she should be a noble lady of about thirty-five years old, but Moran believes that the other party is well-maintained, and her real age must be higher than she estimated.

"I am the god of the sea that dwells in ghost corals, ...... Zoe Campo"

She chuckled.

"He is said to be the god of the sea, but he is the lowest level of the gods, and some of them only have an infinite lifespan, which is completely incomparable with the god of feathers. ”

Moran had been staring at the sea god, and there was a strange sense of familiarity in his heart.

Could it be that the other party is also a dragon slaying bloodline? or even ...... Awakened Dragon Slayer?

Zoe seemed to notice that Moran's gaze lingered too much on her and smiled.

"Junior, are you like me?"

"What?"

"Naturally, it's familiarity. ”

Zoe's smile was meaningful.

Unknown location.

"Ahhh

Anya's screams were no less than Moran's terrifying roars to some extent.

Sharp and piercing.

All he felt was a needle coming through his left ear and coming out of his brain.

In a trance, he seemed to see the slightly painful appearance of the monster outside.

Did all the voices go outside?

Mokyl was filled with magic sounds and put the manipulator back down.

With a bang, the hull of the ship glowed, illuminating this side.

In front of me, where is the terrifying monster? It is clearly a human being.

Looking at the age, it's about twenty.

Just by looking closely, you can see that his hands and feet are webbed, his ears are fins, and there are gills behind his ears.

Mokyll looked at the other two people suspiciously, only to find that they both had the same puzzled expressions.

Let's call him a centaur.

The centaur pointed out, apparently asking them to follow.

Then the centaur swam some distance in that direction, only to find that the boat behind him had not caught up with him.

He seemed to understand something, and then turned and swam back, trying to push.

The ship was pushed forward by him, and the speed was quite fast, but the other party's physical strength was obviously not much, and after about three or four nautical miles, the ship no longer moved forward.

Looking through the back window, I could see that the other party was a little physically exhausted.

"Let him in. Mokel proposed.

If this was the way to save his sister, he wouldn't mind giving it a try.

"No, I can't. What if it's a monster?" Marshall said cautiously.

"I think it's better to let him in. He didn't seem malicious. Anya said.

Two votes won.

Anya waved at the other side, and Mokyll opened the door.

When the other party came in, the first thing he said was-

"You don't have to be afraid, I know you should have been involved in the current just now, the nearest mermaid colony is the purple coral fish market over there, I want to bring you over. ”

The friendliness shown by the other party put them at ease.

They introduce themselves to each other, only to learn something amazing.

The other party's name is Edgar Campo, and he is a rare mermaid hybrid.

It's not the kind of fish-people and humans, but the almost impossible mermaids and humans.

Strange to say, there is no reproductive isolation between fish-humans and humans, nor between fish-humans and mermaids, but there is between merfolk and humans.

However, mermaids and humans, under certain conditions, have a very small probability of giving birth to offspring.

Their offspring are not reproductively isolated from humans, fish-people, and mermaids, but their offspring will lose the characteristics of centaurs and inherit the species of the other party.

A few people were slightly surprised, but no matter what race he was, the most important thing for Mokael at the moment was to learn his sister's whereabouts.

They're going to ghost coral.

At the mention of the term, Edgar's face changed, but he agreed to show them the way.

Someone is killed, and he can't die without help.

Near the Purple Coral Fish Market.

Most of the people were in shock at this point.

"Go over there. Silai commanded.

After inquiring about the exact location of the eruption, Sile deduced the direction of the currents and gave them a clear direction.

Many of them did not believe it, but looking at the determined tone of his anxious expression, he barely convinced the others.

They also want to see if this person is lying, or is it really deduced?

At the same time, the distant central seas.

There was a lone sail adrift in the sea, and the only impetus for the ship was Monroe, who was paddling slowly again and again.

Philora and Hairaj were also on board.

All three were scarred, especially Philola, who had a bloody hole in her abdomen and was wrapped in bandages again and again, but the blood didn't stop.

Hayraj knelt on the boat, tears streaming down his face, listening to Filora's somewhat absurd, yet heartbreaking, last words.

She said, please bury her in a bathhouse where there are many beautiful men, and if you can, burn more strong beautiful men and paper figurines for her, not women.

Khairaj shouted, "You can't die! I can't lose another friend!" please...... Don't die ......"

The price for them to escape from Caldwell was simply too great.