"What's the matter?"

"It always feels like something is wrong, and you use your ability to look at the imprint. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"He's dead, and he still needs to see the mark?"

"Do as I say. ”

"Huh, how could it be!!!How could there be a mark on my Soul Tomb Bow? And he's almost at the Terran border!Isn't he dead!?"

"No, he should have been dead just now. ”

"How could that be?"

"This is probably one of the abilities of the Terran priests, and it has to do with the way they use their power. The power of our ghost clan soul king comes from soul power, and the priest relies on spiritual power, I heard that people with super spiritual power can split a part of their soul as a split, no wonder this guy knows that he will die in the end these days, but he is still struggling and taking us around in circles. On the surface, it is an escape, but in fact it is dragging out time. ”

"So what now, once this split soul escapes to the Terran realm, won't our secret be .....?"

"The soul of the origin has been destroyed by us, and this split itself is not strong, plus it has escaped so far, it is estimated that the spiritual power in it is almost consumed. If you lose your origin, you will be even more fragile and will dissipate at any time. In this way, it is the imperial capital that cannot escape the human race. But just to be on the safe side, you go and pinch this last bit of soul for me now, by the way....."

"I know that all those who are implicated will be destroyed. I'll do it now. ”

With that, the man in black took a step back, slowly merging with the jungle at night and disappearing.

Pearl Harbor is a seaport city in the southwest of Caesar Continent, at the junction of human and orc territories. It is located in the most open part of the coastline and is affected by the oceanic monsoon, which makes it warm all year round. It is precisely because of such a favorable geographical location and the good weather with clear skies most of the time that Pearl Harbor saw gathered merchants from all over the Caesar continent. Terrans and orcs usually choose to trade here, exchanging grain and vegetables for orcs' sharp weapons and high-quality ore.

Rhea went out to sea early in the morning as usual, as usual. After all, as a city with such a large population circulation, fresh seafood is in short supply every day.

Facing the first rays of the morning sun, letting the salty sea breeze blow on his face, watching the seagulls soar in flocks across the blue sky, Rhea couldn't help but feel a lazy and comfortable feeling from the depths of his heart.

"Rhea, what are you in a daze, hurry up and collect the net!"

"Okay, old Joe, I'll come now!"

Old Joe was the captain of the ship, and had spent most of his life floating on the sea, and he was a seasoned sailor, always able to quickly find the densest schools of fish, and always able to lead the crew to avoid the invisible reefs. Although he is over sixty years old, his strength is not inferior to that of a young strong man. Old Joe usually has a white beard, and sloppy hair, and a drunken smell of alcohol on his body, but despite this drunken image all day long, no one on the ship dares to despise Lao Joe's dignity.

The captain had been with Rhea for as long as he could remember, and Rhea knew that he was adopted. But it doesn't matter, he grew up here, then the ship is his home, and the captain and other sailors are his family.

However, Rhea is only in her early twenties this year, and it is the time when her intellectual curiosity is at its strongest, so Rhea often looks at the vast and boundless sea in a daze, fantasizing about the world outside Pearl Harbor.