Grunt...

With a burst of bubbles coming out, Qin Ran quickly adapted to the underwater environment.

As a divine creature, he can't say that he doesn't need to breathe at all, but it's not much worse.

Even before the divine power is exhausted, the bodily functions can be completely maintained by the divine power.

Breathing is just Qin Ran's habit as a human being.

Through breathing, people take oxygen into the body and keep their cells running.

In Qin Ran's conceptualization, a specific breath can also absorb dark energy.

And for Qin Ran, breathing is just like that.

In the vast sea, Qin Ran could feel the breath of thousands of lives.

Although these breaths of life were far less vigorous than those of humans, so many lives filled the ocean, which actually gave Qin Ran the illusion of being in a void universe.

"This is Yatsushiro Sea."

"There are rumors of a big demon who doesn't know fire."

Qin Ran looked far away, even if there was a barrier from the sea, he could still see far away with the light.

He could see that the Yatsushiro Sea, where he was located, was actually surrounded by many aspects, surrounded by islands and land.

In addition to life in the ocean, there are also a large number of small cargo ships on the surface of the sea, transporting various supplies to and fro.

"It couldn't be better."

Qin Ran chuckled.

What's the point of a place where birds don't poop.

The more people there are, the more exciting it is.

"So where do you start?"

Qin Ran touched his chin and pondered the legend about Shiranui.

According to the rumors of Fuso, Shiranui is the lamp of the dragon god, and on the days when Shiranui appears, fishing is forbidden in fishing villages near the sea.

"Then here's the problem."

"Can I create dragons with my current abilities?"

Qin Ran shook his head.

There is still a big difference between the dragons of the East and the West.

Dragons in the East are more like gods, while dragons in the West are more like monsters.

Don't talk about God, you can't do it.

Rise!

Just as Qin Ran shook his head regretfully, a long voice sounded in the sea.

The voice was full of pain and pathos, and the sound was like a cuckoo crying blood.

God who is above all things, the spirit of all beings.

When Qin Ran heard that voice, he immediately felt something in his heart.

Subconsciously looked into the distance, only to see a huge fishing boat on the sea, dragging a whale slowly.

The whale's massive body was pierced by two huge harpoons, and thick ropes were attached to the hull.

The huge fishing boat, just dragging the whale's body, lost towards the harbor of Fuso.

Blood flows from the whale's body.

The breath of life, which was originally as strong as the stars, became weaker and weaker in this state of constant blood loss.

The whale, which can be called the overlord of the sea, can only make a faint call at the moment.

But even so, the huge whale is still screaming.

Its thick, thick fins, after accumulating enough strength, will swing weakly.

It could have been otherwise.

At the end of life, you can completely give up and let the vitality slowly fade away.

But it didn't, because there were its children at its side.

It was a calf that had not yet reached the weaning stage and could not leave its mother's calf.

The calf may not know what is going on, let alone what humans have done to their mother.

But it knew that its mother was going to die, and it didn't want to lose its own mother.

Even though the cold steel fishing boat frightened it, it still chose to follow its mother unabated.

Even if the mother drove herself away countless times, it still followed it in its wailing.

This is the last love of the mother whale for the calf, but it is also the eternal reluctance of the calf whale to the mother whale.

Looking at the whale that was cruising in the bloody water and refused to leave, listening to the undisguised fear and sadness in his voice, Qin Ran's eyes flickered slightly.

He knew what he was supposed to do.

"Whaling..."

"Whaling has been banned in our country for more than 40 years, and only you are still blatantly whaling."

Qin Ran sighed inexplicably in his tone.

He's not much of an Earth conservationist.

But he... But he was his mother's son, and he knew how painful it was to be separated from each other.

Even if it was just a whale, the scene in front of him was enough to move him.

What's more, Qin Ran knew that this was only a part of the whaling tragedy, a very small part.

Countless whales, hunted by Fuso's fleet, in exchange for money.

Countless lives and deaths were born in the laughter of the Fuso people.

"It's a pity I'm not the god of fate."

"Otherwise, I would like to see if it is your fate that you meet me."

Qin Ran muttered softly to himself, and the power of divinity began to diffuse.

It is a great force that transcends life and coexists with the rules.

Such power is enough to make any life feel small.

The intelligence of a whale is equivalent to that of a human child who is three or four years old.

Three or four-year-old children, old enough to understand a lot of things.

But such a life, under the desire of human beings, has to be hunted and eaten.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs.

But when this whale was dying, what he was most worried about was his child.

It wants its children to leave.

Although the child does not have his own shelter, it can be dangerous in the endless sea.

But it's better than following yourself to death.

This is an obsession that stems from maternal love.

In this obsession, the whale still hangs its last breath, but it can't last long.

The breath of life is passing away, and the soul, which carries the mind, begins to separate from the body.

In this world of dark energy chaos, the soul loses the bearing of the physical body, and will soon be wiped out, and it is impossible to become a ghost at all.

"Kid... My baby... You're leaving. ”

"Don't follow me anymore, they'll kill you like they killed me."

"Let's go... Get out of here... And then live. ”

"Mommy can't take care of you anymore, you... You're leaving..."

Whales don't have the same high IQ as humans and can't express as much joy and sorrow.

But the pain of life and death, as well as the greatness of mother's love, make the whale keep crying out.

Gradually, its consciousness became more and more blurred.

It saw its massive body getting farther and farther away, while its own child was still following stupidly.

It tried to stop it, but it couldn't make any sound.

It tried to catch up and hug it again, but found that it couldn't move at all.

"Am I going to die?"

Before life comes to an end, any life will have a premonition.

Elephants will leave their herd, old cats will give up their shovelers, and old dogs will last to lick their owners......

This is the last choice that life makes for itself before it is about to die.

But the whale doesn't want to die.

It is also reluctant to give up its own children.

But it can't do anything.

It could only listen to the louder and louder laughter in its ears.

It could only watch its child grow farther and farther away in sorrow.

Until... It saw the light.