38 Fishing Horror

Lorne withdrew the scimitar into its scabbard, his face gloomy and silent.

Combined with what Yughija said and Balza's performance, it should not be a rumor that the fish-man died soon after leaving the water. And at the moment, there seems to be no better explanation for the signs of the resurrection of these fish-people after encountering the water, except for mutation.

"Hurry up and get on the ship, I will report this to Your Highness when I return. Balza's sparse eyebrows furrowed, and with a wave of his hand, he called the fishermen aboard.

Heavy reinforced planks were put onto the ship's side, and Balza got on board first, bending the planks slightly and making noise with each step. After confirming that the boat was safe, the fishermen boarded the boat in turn.

This time I went to sea on a medium-sized three-masted ship. The heavy iron anchor slowly lifted, and the fisherman in charge of driving stood in front of the compass, his hands waved, and the boat gradually departed the port.

Lorne was in a somewhat unpleasant mood, for the fish-men on the edge of the shallows really made him sick and panicked. He rested his elbows on the side of the boat and looked out at the sparkling horizon.

"Thanks, Lorne. Balza leaned over at some point, his thick arm resting on Lorne's shoulder, "It's good that you were quick, or I'd be in trouble now." ”

Lorne just nodded, not answering. Lorne always had a sense of foreboding for the trip that happened to him early in the morning, and that feeling intensified as the ship moved away from the shore.

But it's daytime, it's a sunny day, and if the hunters' current perception of the monster's behavior habits is not biased, the danger should be relatively low. It's just that the strange resurgence of those fishmen by the shallows still makes people feel a layer of doubt.

Lorne looked down at the dark blue ocean, with some blue foam floating on the surface, like the breath of a sea creature. He remembers Erin saying that the coastal waters in the area are polluted, so a lot of domestic water has to be obtained in deeper waters.

Beneath the dark blue of the surface of the sea is a bottomless darkness that makes it impossible to see anything clearly, always reminiscent of indescribable creatures. Human beings are instinctively afraid of the unknown, such as the darkness or the deep sea.

Lorne blinked, turned his back to the side of the ship. When he looks at the sea, he feels depressed, as if something is watching you in the abyss, and maybe when you wander, you will be dragged into the water by those things.

"Don't let those little fishmen get in the mood. Balza saw Lorne's thoughts, "Don't worry. ”

Lorne answered, and watched as the fishermen on deck began to prepare their nets, took a few more large pieces of bark and spread them in the nets, and smashed the sap with a hammer. Curious, he asked, "What does this bark do?"

"This is the bark of the spider tree, and its sap is slightly toxic and can have a certain paralyzing effect on the fish. A fisherman in rough clothes explained, "When you throw the smashed bark into the water, the fish will paralyze and roll up to the surface when they have sucked the poison." ”

"Can you eat the fish caught like this?" Lorne frowned at the venom toxin now, and couldn't help but think of the group of demon pigs in the warehouse outside town.

"The sap of the spider tree, although slightly toxin, is ineffective against the human body, and this method of fishing is our tradition. In addition, there are various treatments after being caught, so there is no need to worry about it. The fisherman smiled, showing his scorched teeth.

At this moment, another fisherman brought a barrel from the cabin and grinned: "Monsieur Balza, see what I found?

Balza's eyes lit up and he beckoned Lorne to come forward. The fishermen took a dozen wooden cups and pried open the barrels, and the aroma of sugar cane syrup was refreshing.

The first time Lorne saw rum, he looked at the golden liquid in the barrel and thought it smelled very sweet. Balza offered a glass, and Lorne took a sip without the slightest defense, the taste was smooth, but it didn't taste too sweet, but it was a little disgusting.

Lorne waved his hand and took a sip and didn't want to refill the glass. Seeing the other people's faces full of happiness, Lorne didn't want to disturb their interest, and went to the side of the boat again.

The sailboat had been out of port for nearly twenty minutes, and the shallows of the Kraken's Horn were almost invisible, only the outline of the large windmill mottled in the golden sunlight, but it was gradually blurred. The sun seemed to be slowly dimming, and the sky began to gather a layer of misty gray clouds.

Lorne's premonition was aroused again, and he always felt that he should not come to the sea far from the land. They were about to go back and propose to return home, but the fishermen were already preparing to cast their nets.

"Hey, Lorne kid. Balza's stomach was swollen and he snorted wine, "What's the matter?" ”

"Balza, I think we should go back. Lorne whispered, fingers twitching frequently from uneasiness, "The sun is obscured by the clouds. ”

Balza was slightly drunk, but his mind was clear. Looking at the increasingly gloomy sky, a trace of worry flashed through my heart, but since I have already come, at least catch a net of fish and go back. So he said, "When the fish catches, we will return immediately." ”

Lorne didn't say much. The water in this area is slightly clearer, there are no blue bubbles tumbling, but the water is still dark. Pieces of sparsely beaten bark were thrown into the sea, and large dark green nets were cast, and fishermen waited.

Moments later, several men worked together to pull up the net, which was incredibly heavy. They shouted: "Monsieur Balza!

Balza and Lorne hurried forward and looked down to see two large fish curled up in the net, at least two meters long. Droplets of water dripped from the sharp, metallic scales, and several small fish were stuck to the scales, their tails wiggling slightly, apparently affected by the bark venom.

And the four long legs on the side of the big fish's body let everyone understand that this is a monster.

"Mr. Balza...... What do we do about it?" asked a fisherman in a trembling voice.

"The fish here are also not edible. Balza shook his head, "What the fuck!

The wrapped nets hung beside the hull, and Balza was about to ask the fishermen to throw the spoils back into the water, when the two slender fish in the nets suddenly swung their tails and stood up in the nets with their long legs!

"Be careful!" exclaimed Balza. Two sharp fishmen let out a wow-wow-wow, burrowing into the hull with their sharp heads like toothed spears. The nets had been loosened and fell into the water, but the two fishmen grabbed the hull with their sharp claws and began to climb up.

"Get out of the way!" Balza drew his double-edged axe from his back and prepared to fight, and Lorne gripped the Queen's blade. The fishermen dispersed in horror, and a middle-aged fisherman who had drunk too much reacted a little slowly, and paused for half a second before coming back to his senses, and the two fishmen had already crawled in front of him.

Balza slammed his axe away. The fish-man scales on the right stand upside down, twist the moment it makes contact with the axe, unload the force of the slash, and get the blade stuck in the scale. The fish-man twisted again, spread its scales, and the double-sided axe was thrown into the sea.

The fish-man on the left stretches out a toothed fish snout and pierces the middle-aged fisherman's throat. The fisherman's head spreads out to the left and right, and his body loses strength and falls into the deep sea with blood and white objects.

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