As Dean and Bronk made their way through the portal, cold, dark surfaced themselves.

At a depth of tens of thousands of meters, the water pressure is like a toppled mountain, pressing towards the two of them.

Airplanes!

A touch of moonlight, blooming in Dean's hands.

The darkness was dispelled, the cold became softer, and the layers of water pressure were kept out of the moonlight film.

"Is this the bottom of the sea?"

Bronk looked at the dark seabed around him, without the slightest sign of life, and couldn't help but be stunned.

However, the movement of his hands is not slow.

A plant that looked like a water lily took root in a natural glow of emerald green and began to provide enough oxygen for Dean and himself.

"That's enough oxygen for a day!"

The druid said this, and then, looking around again, there was a disappointment on his face.

"You want to see the ocean floor alive?"

Dean looked around as well.

By the sea, Dean has been and dived.

But in the real sense, tens of thousands of meters deep under the sea, he is also the first time to come.

"Well, in my imagination, the bottom of the sea should be alive, after all, the sea was once the origin of life for all things!"

The druid nodded and said very seriously.

"It's really alive, it's just not visible to the average eye!"

Dean said as the moonlight in his hand lit up again.

Suddenly, a magical sight appeared to the druid.

The light is mottled, but it swims like a fish.

Although it is strangely shaped, it has the breath of life.

Especially the appearance of patches and patches. It looks spectacular.

"This, this ......"

The druid looked at the microbes excitedly.

A moment later. before it returned to normal. Looking at Dean, he said gratefully, "Thank you!" ”

"We're friends!"

Dean smiled.

"There's nothing more exciting for our druids than to see new life follow the laws of nature!"

The druid nodded at first, and then explained solemnly.

"There's nothing more precious than seeing a friend's smile - if Takaro was here, he would have said so!"

Dean said with a shrug.

"So, the spring of eternal life, we're going to decide!"

The druid said confidently.

Then, he immediately went into action. Seeds with the light of nature flew out of his hands, and after leaving the moon film and entering the sea, they grew rapidly.

Some resemble kelp, others resemble fish.

However, there is a faint light.

The dark seabed is illuminated.

"These are the deep-sea plants I specially prepared, enough for us to quickly find the location of the abyss under the sea......"

The druid explained to Dean.

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Dean waving his hand.

Dean gestured to silence.

The druid immediately stopped.

The time spent together was enough for Brooke to fully trust Dean.

Whew, whew!

It's like the sound of breathing that has been amplified tens of thousands of times. Coming from in front of the two.

Then, a violent suction force appeared.

Tons, tons of seawater. Mixed with the deep-sea plants that the druids had just released, they all rushed in one direction.

Dean carefully controlled the moonlight, neither going against the current nor going in that direction with the waves.

When he saw the source of the suction, the druid gasped!

An endless black shadow prostrates at the bottom of the sea, with a huge mouth full of sharp teeth, as if it could swallow a city.

"What's that?"

The druid asked Dean with the look in his eyes.

"Monta!"

Dean said.

Monta, the pet of the god of the sea.

The main body is a kind of sea monster, but because it is favored by the sea god, the size has become extremely huge, even after the sea god was swept off the altar, this growth has not stopped.

Even, in some books, it is frankly described that Monta is still growing even now.

Of course, about this Poseidon pet, the description is more about the tyranny of the other party.

In the age of mythology, Monta devoured ships at will on the sea.

And because of the majesty of the sea god, no ship can leave at will when it touches Monta, otherwise it will be cursed.

They can only pray and wait.

Praying for a miracle and waiting for a detour from the brink of death.

However, the end result was disappointing.

Hungry Monta doesn't let go of the food in front of him.

A well-fed Monta needs food in front of him as a frolic.

In short, if you write a history of shipwrecks in mythological times, Monta can definitely be the best protagonist, after all, nine out of ten shipwrecks are related to it.

"Poseidon pet?!"

The druid looked at the huge object in amazement.

Then, the figure was carried by Dean with a rapid rise.

"Since Monta is here, then this place will not be too far from the abyss!"

Dean explained.

And in fact, when Dean said this, the abyss appeared in front of their eyes.

"Is that so?"

The druid pointed to a smooth trench behind Monta.

It is an extremely wide and deep trench, with darkness and coldness deeper than the bottom of the sea.

When people look there, they have a feeling that their souls have been devoured.

It's really like an abyss!

"Probably right!"

Dean looked at the flat cut trench below and nodded subconsciously.

Monta, the god of the sea's pet, already gives people the feeling of being huge, but compared to this trench, it is nothing in comparison.

It is large enough to cover the top of the trench, but the length of the trench makes it seem small.

It's like a bridge erected on a big river. However, the length of this bridge and the entire river is used to compare the length of the bridge.

"Shall we go around?"

The druid looked at Monta and the abyss.

"Hmm!"

For such a proposal. Dean would never object.

Face a behemoth like Monta. Dean is not willing to fight the other side directly.

Not to mention the power contained in that size, just the appearance of the other party here is worth playing with Dean.

Why do you leave your pet dog outside the door?

Naturally, it's acting as a watchdog!

Even if Monta wasn't a dog.

Dean retracted the light of the 'moon'. Carrying Bronk around where Monta was, and entering it from the other side of the trench.

There is nothing hassle in the whole process.

When Dean and Bronk both stepped into the abyss, Monta still didn't react.

"It's much easier than you think!"

The druid looked at Monta in the distance and gestured to Dean.

Even though it was getting darker and colder, it wasn't a problem for him and Dean.

But. Dean shook his head.

"Our problem is only beginning now, we need to find the entrance to the 'sea god' residence, and if we are not mistaken, that entrance should not be far from where Monta is!"

Dean said.

"This!"

Suddenly, Bronk frowned.

The reason why they were able to enter here was not only because Dean and he were cautious enough, but also because they were far enough away from Monta.

If it's close......

But for Dean words. The druids agreed.

What's more, they had come in search of the fountain of eternal life.

Do not enter the place where the god of the sea lives. How do you find the Spring of Eternal Life?

"We need to be more cautious!"

As he spoke, the druid pulled out a few seeds, ready to prompt them at any moment.

"Hmm!"

Dean likewise had no objection.

Because, too, he thinks so,

Cautiously moving forward.

They were supposed to swim in the sea, but relying on Dean's 'moon', the two of them were floating.

At the same time, Dean began to mask the fluctuations of the 'moon' in order to hide the fluctuations of the 'moon'.

This is not a difficult thing for Dean at this moment.

When it came time to begin to construct the 'divinity,' it was a breeze for Dean.

Call! Call!

The sound of Monta devouring overhead was still ringing.

Dean and Bronk are searching below for what could be the Poseidon's residence.

The god of the sea, as the younger brother of Mordis, who was once the 'sun' and 'king of the gods'.

Legend has it that there is a palace at the bottom of the sea.

Let's not talk about the size of the palace.

But any palace should definitely have pavilions, but in the eyes of Dean and Bronke, what they saw was a cliff that was brushed together.

"Huh?"

Dean looked at the wall in front of him and frowned.

"What's wrong?"

The druid asked, gesticulating.

"This cliff ......"

Dean looked at the cliff in front of him, then turned to look at the cliff behind him, his brow furrowed, and after a pause of more than ten seconds, Dean continued: "This cliff was cut out!" ”

"What?!"

The druid's mouth opened wide in surprise, and in order not to let himself cry out, he quickly reached out to cover his mouth, but there was a rapid breathing sound.

It's incredible!

Bronk had just seen the length and width of the trench in front of him.

If this trench was cut out.

So, how huge must the weapons used?

In other words, what kind of existence can be able to do this.

And throughout, the druids didn't doubt Dean's words.

He chose to believe Dean, and with the honest character of the druid, he would always believe it.

"Dean, can you do it?"

The druid asked in sign language.

"Can't!"

Dean thought for a moment, and finally, shook his head.

Dean was confident that given him enough time, he would have no problem digging such a trench.

But it is clear that the trench in front of us was not dug by the accumulation of time.

It's an overnight effort!

Looking at the smooth marks on the cliffs, Dean even had a flash of sword light in his mind, the appearance of the trench in front of him, and the abyss under the sea.

"It's a true god!"

Dean speculated.

Moreover, the target was subconsciously locked on Mordis, the 'sun' and 'king of the gods'.

Dean couldn't think of anyone else who could have such an ability.

Subconsciously, Dean raised his hand and touched the smooth cliff.

Airplanes!

And just as Dean's fingertips touched the cliff in front of him, the cliff suddenly lit up!

The glorious kind!

Roar!

At the same time, Monta's roar was heard overhead.

PS First Update~

Decadence means that you really can't get up in winter!

T.T (To be continued.) )