The direction of the wind is something that people above the water feel. Beneath the surface, at the bottom of the sea, where the sunlight becomes a pillar of light flowing with the waves, they have a more intuitive sense of the gust of wind. It was a vortex that originated from a huntress suspended in the water, converging above the Contemplative Forest. These whirlpools flowed, sometimes slow and sometimes intense, and with the flow you could hear a certain sound, which should be made by the water hitting the water, but it was very different from the sound of the mountain springs flowing and the roaring of the rivers, and of course, it was not the sound of the waves. It was some kind of song that was more distant, as if it came from a time far away from here. It's just that this ballad is not singing about beautiful things, and even if you can't understand its lyrics, the listener knows its theme, war.

"Is this the traditional way of praying for shark teeth?" Lothar frowned slightly, looking at Jaquia, who was kneeling in the water with her eyes closed. The Huntress's current prayer gesture made him feel that something was not right, the Krakens lived in an environment surrounded by the sea, they were a race protected by the sea, and the sea would support their bodies if they wanted to. As a result, there is no such thing as sitting or lying down in the Siren's consciousness, and they do not need to relax their bodies in this way. But now the huntress prays like the sitting posture of an earthly man.

"You observe the point. Fioni replied, "Actually, I don't know where their way of praying comes from. You see, shark teeth are just the name of a group, and as far as I know, there are more Krakens in the wider world who believe in the shark father, who hunt for survival and chase prey for migration. Therefore, the history of each hunter tribe is unique, and the Shark Father will take them to see different landscapes in the world and come into contact with different civilizations, and over time, no one can tell where the habits left by the influence of the civilization they have come into contact with come from. However, the hunters of the Shark Father are extremely pragmatic, which is not to say that they lack a sense of ritual, but they do not stick to rituals. Therefore, if a ritual action can be preserved by hunters, it must have irreplaceable significance. Either this is a necessary condition to communicate with the shark father, or this is a condition that can help to pray for better communication with the shark father. ”

"I've seen that kind of action, in books. Hela interjected into the conversation between the two, who was also drawn to the huntress's prayers and the Transfigurer's words to evoke the message she had seen, "It's a form of meditation, from a rather distant place. But I didn't expect to see this kind of meditation on shark teeth, it's too far from how they feel. I mean, as far as I know, every community of faith has its own way of communicating with their faith, true or false, to a greater or lesser extent. Incineration of herbs is more common, especially the kind that can cause slight hallucinations, and I've seen several guys do this, both real and fake. However, more people will choose to do things related to the gods they believe in, so I thought that the shark tooth would pray to hunt a prey. ”

"The primitiveness of faith does not mean that it is really primitive. To us, whether it is the shark father or the hunter's life principles, it is like the self-consolation of a wild man trying to convince himself to achieve a symbiosis with nature. And even if they did have sharks to keep them company? It could just be that they had mastered the art of domesticating sharks, but their beliefs had ritualized and emotionalized the technology, and they mistakenly thought it was the protection of the gods. But in fact, is it possible, is it possible that they have long been aware of this, doubted it, and dispersed, traveled, and inspired themselves by taking nourishment from different civilizations. And the end result of this enlightenment is that they return to their original beliefs, which is probably a question that we unbelievers will never be able to answer, just as ordinary people are to magic. What we see now is magic that we don't know and can't understand. "No one would have thought that the person who said this was Qili.

Even Fioni, who had not spent much time with the witch, gave Lothar a puzzled look, and Peg and Hela exchanged glances, neither of them thinking that Kiri could say such a thing, and even a little worried that this was the effect of Kouira's consciousness still remaining in the former's mind. But before they could delve deeper into the idea, Qili's brow furrowed slightly, and she took the initiative to say to the shapeshifter, "Won't she attract the attention of those fierce waves like this?"

Only then did a few people realize that the sound in their ears had disappeared for some time, and the water layer above the forest was gradually layered in the flow, and this scenery was difficult to describe with a simple color, because the sea water was originally a color. But in this pure tone, the members of the team all saw the invisible currents of water, which cycled back and forth above them, forming a closed circle. No one knows what the ring means, maybe it's the cycle of hunters and prey and nature, or maybe it's just that the currents are controlled by mysterious forces. But the size of the ring is so large that it will not be taken as an illusion, and to say that it will not alarm the scorching waves of the Siren is probably just a joke of self-deception.

"It should be the Contemplative Forest that amplifies the effect of meditation, I've never seen anyone from the Sharktooth Clan make such a big battle. Anyway, I think we're going to have to start preparing for the scorching waves. Fioni's tone was a little helpless, and he agreed to ask Father Shark for help, because this is the only way to fight against the power of the Tides. But he didn't expect Father Shark's response to be so strong this time, if it weren't for the fact that this god had also accumulated anger at what Lietao had done to his disciples, he could only say that these wonderful corals had more terrifying potential than he imagined.

"Look, I think those things are drawn to prayer. Qili lifted her hand to the top of the trees, and the figures from near and far approached the ring in the water. It's scimitar sharks, much more numerous than the ones that have been swallowed by giant whales before. This time, these monstrous beasts have answered the call of their Father and become the guardians of the shark teeth.

However, the good times were short-lived, and as the scimitar sharks began to swim along the ring, the vanguard of the Burning Waves Sirens also appeared in the sunlight, with two shades of blue scales on their bodies and a light gray belly. Unlike hunters, who had no standard equipment, these Sirens wore reddish-brown armor made of stone flakes and a crown made of metal on their heads. As they struck the area, the dense ranks formed an array of arrows, like knights in a charge. But in the sea, Kraken warriors can be more impactful and agile than knights.

"She's going to have to hurry, the sharks can't buy us much time. "Blood, mixed with severed limbs and other things, fell from the place where the sharks and the waves fought, and a disgusting downpour erupted in the sea. Several people who witnessed the formation of this heavy rain immediately came to the judgment that although the scimitar shark was a huge threat to a single kraken, the scorching wave kraken, who was good at group fighting, would not be defeated by the shark group that fought on instinct. On the contrary, once they find the characteristics of shark pack combat, the battle will end quickly.

Fioni was the first to act, and he approached Jaquia's position, his gaze turning from time to time to the battlefield above. In all fairness, he didn't want the communication between the Huntress and Father Shark to fall short, or the attempt would be pointless. But the situation was urgent, and even if they had the means to rely on the terrain of the Contemplative Forest to stop the enemy, the witches and the Lothar conch would not have much oxygen in reserve. "Go southwest! There's a pink coral tree, waiting for us there. ”

Lothar and the others had no objections, it was one thing to fight head-on, and it was another thing to retreat, and they were undoubtedly a burden now that they were far inferior to the Kraken in underwater speed. Besides, the witches' abilities are still the hole cards of the assassination mission, but Fioni and Jaquia, who have long been regarded as enemies by the Lietao, will not affect the concealment of the plan.

Watching their companions from the ground disappear into the shadow of the coral trees, the shapeshifters looked up at the faster and faster circles turning above and the battlefield in the fight, but their expressions were unusually calm. "May the Shark Father guide us. ”

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