An hour ago, Thorn Ridge, the inner sea of Amporofjord.

An old damp and blackened dhow, taking advantage of the tide and night wind, is heading back to the port of Amplo along the calm waters of the Inland Sea.

The sea breeze at night is very cool, and the calm sea under the night sky is like a mirror with water mist, calm and peaceful, but also a little hazy and mysterious.

As the distance got closer and closer, the orange-red light emitted by the lighthouse of the fishing port was already clearly visible, which made the seven or eight fishermen on the fishing boat feel a little more peaceful.

"I'm going to be home!"

The middle-aged captain Dave raised his head and poured a sip of ale, and said in a cheerful mood, "Today is another peaceful day! Our boatload of bluefin fish is worth at least seven or eight golden franks, enough for us to drink a whole year's golden ale!"

As a veteran fisherman, Dave has been fishing in this inland sea for more than 20 years, and in the past, every time he sailed, he could catch a bluefin fish or two, and he could already call it a full load.

But this year, when the fishing season just arrived, he took a few guys and caught more than 20 adult bluefin fish in one trip, which was an unprecedented bumper harvest!

Could it really be the result of the God of Light, who has just been preached here, has a spirit in heaven and blesses us fishermen?

But as soon as the thought came to mind, Captain Dave shook his head and couldn't help but smile in his heart.

Is there any god of light in this world? It's just those powerful people who use it to deceive them. Even if there is, the god of light will only bless those powerful.

"Neil, my old fellow, you've prayed enough, come and have a drink with us, we're going home. ”

Dave, the captain who was leaning against the mast post, raised his oak glass and shouted to his old friend who knelt in the bow of the ship.

His old friend, Neil, was an old fisherman about his father's age, experienced in fishing, and friendly, but very superstitious.

Every time before and after going out to sea, I have to pray to the god of the sea and the tides, which is really troublesome.

"Dave, my friend, must be in awe of the ocean. As long as we don't set foot on land, then our lives remain in the hands of the sea god. ”

Old Neil, with a gray beard, turned his head and looked at Dave and the crew, his eyes were full of awe, and said, "Dave, and all of you, have you forgotten?

The sea festival is like a terrifying forbidden word, which makes Dave and several crew members, who are drinking and relaxing, panic, and the expressions on their faces freeze.

"Old Neil, don't mention any more sea sacrifices!"

Captain Dave's tone was a little annoyed, he interrupted Old Neil, and scolded, "This year, the Church of Light and the new Earl have completely banned the sea festival, and we are protected by the God of Light, so we don't need to take our children to the sea festival anymore! And, and ...... We haven't seen those things in Harbor Amplo for years, so don't mention them again!"

In fact, when it came to the future, Dave himself didn't believe his own words, so he didn't believe that the so-called God of Light would come to the sea and shelter these poor fishermen.

But the sea festival was so cruel that he, like most of the townspeople, didn't want to see innocent children anymore because the sea festival was mutilated to death.

"Alas!" As if realizing that the sea festival was too cruel, old Neil sighed slightly, and no longer mentioned anything about the sea festival, but turned to face the calm and vast sea, and continued to chant and pray.

Captain Dave, like the others, was silent, sipping ale.

It seems that because of the mention of the sea festival, everyone's hearts are a little uncomfortable, and the atmosphere around them has begun to become a little dull.

But they don't care, they can get home at most ten nautical miles ahead, as long as they set foot on the dry shore, who cares about those things in the sea?

"Ladies and gentlemen, let us raise our sails. ”

Perhaps out of heart, Captain Dave put down the ale in his hand and shouted to the sailors, intending to raise the sails and speed back to the sea, so that he might leave the sea that he feared as soon as possible.

But at this moment, the night sky, which was originally bright with stars and moons, suddenly dimmed.

The sky in the distance looked like it was going to rain, and it was dark and dreary.

At some point, layers of mist rose on the sea, and everywhere was a bewildered and hazy place, and even the bright lighthouse in the distance became blurred and loomed at this time.

The fishing boat, which had been gliding quietly on the sea, was left alone on the sea at this moment, as if it had been abandoned by the land.

"What, what's going on?

Captain Dave looked around, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little weak.

It was clear that the land was more than ten nautical miles ahead, but now it felt farther and farther away, as if they were being dragged back to the deep sea by some terrible force.

The intense fear of the unknown made almost everyone on the ship tremble.

Riots began to erupt in the crew, and the sea became more and more violent and rough, and everyone, including Captain Dave, was terrified and overwhelmed.

At this time, old Neil, who was kneeling down and praying at the bow of the boat, hurriedly stood up, he lay on the side of the boat, looked at the black waves churning below, and then cried out in horror: "Siren! Yes, it is ...... Siren!"

But before Old Neil finished speaking, a huge head suddenly poked out of the sea, opened its mouth and bit off half of Old Neil's body.

Fishy smell of seawater. With the blood sprayed out, the deck was stained red.

Captain Dave slumped to the ground, the orange-yellow ale in his hand spilled all over him like urine.

He looked at the dragon-like head of a giant beast with dark blue scales, bone spurs and horns, and his heart instantly fell to the bottom.

"Great, sea serpent, Visk!"

Captain Dave muttered out a fisherman's legend, almost taboo name.

Legend has it that it is a monster raised by the lord of the sea, and no matter who it is, if you meet this monster on the vast sea, there is no chance of survival!

"Purr!"

The sea serpent swallowed half of Old Neil's body, and its throat let out a terrible beast-like bark.

Time seems to stand still at this moment!

In the churning water, the sea serpent slowly straightened its hideous head.

Its body is so big that the head that sticks out of the water alone is even bigger than Dave's fishing boat!

Especially being stared at by this giant beast at such a close distance, with its eerie eyes, Dave and his crew were about to freeze in blood.

Death, it seems, is inevitable.

As the head of the sea snake was raised high, it roared and fell, and the small fishing boat was instantly dragged to the cold bottom of the sea.

"Whew!"

The wind began to howl, the rain poured down, and the sea swelled up one after another, like a monstrous wave like a mountain.

If you look closely, you can see that in addition to the dragon-like sea snake Viska in the huge waves, groups of fish-man monsters with long claws, sharp teeth, covered with blue-gray scales and flesh webs, are following the sea snake, riding the huge waves, all the way to Amplo Harbor at high speed.

There is no doubt that these fish-man monsters are exactly what Captain Dave and Old Neil said, those terrifying deep-sea races, the natural enemies of human beings on the sea, the Kraken!

This custom has always been practiced among the fishermen of Harbor Amporo.

Every year, when the fishing season arrives, it is necessary to gather all the fishermen to hold a sea festival. During the sea festival, a large number of precious things on land, including living children, must be sacrificed to the great lord of the sea, otherwise those who go out to sea to fish will be punished from the sea.

This has been the norm for hundreds of years.

But the Church of Light, which had just been preached to the town this year, and the newly appointed Earl Blake Lytton, issued a decree outlawing this cruel practice.

In addition, the townspeople have been poisoned by this custom for many years, so most of the townspeople have expressed their support, as long as the great god of light can protect them from being poisoned by the Kraken.

But now, the revenge from the Kraken has finally come.

"Whew!"

The monstrous waves set off by the sea snake Visk, like a sudden tsunami, washed up on the fishing port of Amporo.

Rows of fishing boats docked at the edge of the fishing port, in the impact of the tsunami-like waves, seemed to be slapped into the air by giants, bursting and shattering, and some even directly crossed the port and fell directly into the town.

The crowd exploded in an instant.

The old fishermen who were originally in the port tavern, smoking and chatting, were the first to suffer.

The huge waves bulldozed the entire port, and this old tavern, which was opened in the port and served fishermen, was immediately washed away by the waves and completely submerged in the sea with its customers.

However, more terrifying things are yet to come.

Visk, the sea serpent, rode the waves and was the first to hit the shore.

It has a huge body of nearly 100 meters, and on its chest is a pair of wide claws like fleshy fins, and as it washes up to the shore, its long tail sweeps, and the lighthouse located on the shore is destroyed by its sweep.

And its purpose is not only that, when it comes ashore, it writhes its fierce snake body, like a rampaging container truck, and rushes straight towards the town of Amplo, destroying the ancient decay along the way.

In addition, following the sea serpent, thousands of ugly krakens also swarmed onto the shore.

These monsters from the deep sea, following behind the sea serpent, rushed towards the town. They are so numerous that they kill people and destroy things when they see them, and they are bloodthirsty and vicious, and they are completely in a posture of destroying the entire town.

The whole town was like hell in an instant, and wailing everywhere.

Of course, Amplo Harbor also has its own viscounts and escorts, but Amporo Harbor is a peaceful and rich fishing port town located in the southwest bay of Thorn Ridge, where the inhabitants are mainly known for fishing, passing merchants, and beautiful seascapes.

The town of Fishing Harbor has a permanent population of no more than 20,000 and about five or six hundred standing guards, half of which are from the Knights Templar of the Church of Light.

As for the strong ones, there is no one in this small fishing port who is more than the fourth level of strong people.

"Sea, Kraken!"

At this time, the viscount, who led the escort to arrive, saw the sea snake rushing towards the town at a glance, immediately gasped, turned around and ran, and took half of the escort with him.

Only more than 200 Templars, with their unwavering responsibility and faith, stood on the front line of defending the people.

These Templars were well-armed, heavily armoured, steel swords and shields, and their individual combat abilities were significantly higher than those of the ugly and primitive Krakens.

In the face of thousands of Krakens and the terrifying sea serpent Visk, the resistance of this small group of Templars was a drop in the bucket.

It didn't take long for Ivan, the Holy Priest who commanded the Templar army, to be dispersed by a large group of Krakens.

In the face of the people who were crying and wailing all around, and also knowing that the crowd was rushing towards him, the young priest could only beg for help and shelter from the great God of Light with the most sincere faith.

Now, this firm prayer is being transmitted through the channel of faith to Wu Hui's divine thoughts, who have just arrived in the Kingdom of God.

Wu Hui hurriedly used the Eye of God to look towards Amplo Harbor, and was immediately shocked by the tragedy that had occurred in the town.

The whole fishing port town was in a panic, and there was destruction and destruction everywhere.

At the moment, not only the townspeople are dying, but the Templars he has cultivated with great difficulty are also constantly suffering casualties, especially the big basilisk, which is rampaging through the town, unstoppable, and dying if he really touches it.

If it continues, won't the small town he worked so hard to open up be completely destroyed at the hands of these ugly monsters?

"St. Luke, what are you waiting for?"

Wu Hui's tone was not good, and he pointed directly at the sea snake that was killing in all directions, "These heretics even dare to kill the believers of this god, hurry up and destroy them for this god!"

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