In the cramped cabin, a red shadow suddenly flashed in the crowd that was in a lively atmosphere.

"What's that?"

"Am I dazzled?"

"What about Ivanov?"

"He was still with me just now!"

The sudden convulsion sent chills down the spine of the Ross, who were still full of alcohol.

They looked at each other, and someone grunted and swallowed, and the sound was clearly audible.

"I have heard that people who drown in the sea become water spirits, and if they find someone to die in their place, they will be liberated and ascend to heaven."

The young man's face was pale, his body was still drenched with soup, and he scolded angrily: "Fart, whether it is a water ghost or a drowning ghost, it is a group of weak little things, how can you drag a big living person away under the noses of so many people?" ”

"Take up arms, whatever the hell is going on, I-Yaroslav will make it pay!"

The fierce Rus warriors, led by Yaroslav, soon picked up the battle axes, swords, and spears in the boxes and rushed out of the cabin.

It was scaryly dark.

I can't see the moon.

Candles dotted the cabins, on the rudder.

The whole ship was silent.

The noisy crowd also couldn't help but fall silent.

Someone's heart straightened with hair: "Where have all the people gone, don't those Latin sailors like to get together at this time to play dice?" ”

"Look there!"

Yaroslav walked forward quickly and crouched down.

On the deck, under the light of candles, a translucent "carpet" can be faintly seen spreading into the depths of the cabin.

He reached out and touched the "carpet", and the sticky touch made him feel a strong feeling of nausea.

The cabin door at the end of the carpet was even more hidden in the darkness, like a magic cave.

Behind him, there was another slight movement.

He turned his head like lightning, and the tomahawk in his hand spun out without thinking, thudging a twisted object to the deck.

It looked like a giant red sea serpent, covered with all sorts of weird bumps.

It was at least half a meter in diameter, nailed to the deck by an axe, and still struggling desperately.

"It's just pretending to be a ghost?"

Yaroslav's face was full of pride, as a member of the Rurik family, he was born with divine powers far beyond ordinary people, ordinary little evil, little monsters he didn't know how many to kill.

"What the hell is this?"

"If it's a sea serpent, it's too ugly."

The Rus' came forward one after another, and some of the daring ones poked the struggling serpent with their spears.

"Don't take it lightly, solve it first."

Yaroslav reminded.

The tail or head of this "red snake" extends all the way into the sea, and it is obviously impossible for its own axe to lose its life.

A group of Rus' immediately took out all kinds of weapons and slashed at the "Red Snake".

Due to the poor level of craftsmanship, the weapons used by the Rus were generally of poor quality, which is why the lower-cost tomahawks and spears were widely used among the Rus.

Removing Yaroslav's battle axe, which is said to be the handmade hand of the "dwarven craftsman" in Norse mythology, the rest of the people's weapons are unable to pierce the skin of the red snake at all.

Bang –

With a loud bang, a brand-new red snake, almost exactly the same as the previous red snake, only several times thicker, broke through the water, covered with barnacles, seaweed and other growths, and the rough skin was covered with pimple suckers.

"Oh, there's another big one."

Yaroslav's face was full of mockery, and he strode forward like a meteor, picking up the tomahawk on the ground and trying to slash it down, but the corner of his eye swept away, and the originally fast and smooth movements came to an abrupt end.

I saw that in the darkness surrounding the merchant ships, dozens or hundreds of "red snakes" were raising their "heads".

The huge suction cups kept shrinking and expanding, rhythmically moving.

"Heavenly Father is above..."

"What the hell is this monster?"

The eyes of the Rus' people were full of despair, and this sudden scene had completely destroyed their will to resist.

Even if you are a madman who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, you will have to be heartbroken in the face of this terrifying monster that seems to be able to cover the sky and the sun.

"Stand up, cowards!"

Yaroslav's roar sounded like thunder.

He raised the tomahawk in his hand, his face flushing red with anger or fear, or both.

I saw that he suddenly threw out the battle axe in his hand, and at the same time that the countless tentacles smashed down overwhelmingly, he roared and drew his saber and rushed forward.

…

Moments later, only a shipwreck remained on the surface.

…

Early the next morning.

Shadows on the bottom of the sea emerged, and it seemed that a huge object had passed under the shipwreck.

Lothar made her way to the deck of the Scourge of the Seas, where she could see the ocean blue from the sun.

Today is undoubtedly a good day, if you float to the sea, you can bask in the sun, which is a rare luxury after entering the misty sea.

Cellinina is sparring with Jeanne, the only two of Lothar's servants to have completed the elite level, and they have been sparring with each other a lot lately.

The wealth brought by Captain Hogg caused Lothar to upgrade them all to the level of one or three thirties, and the two were of the same level, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

But if you think about it, let Na have the upper hand.

After all, it's just a competition, and Jeanna will definitely suffer a loss if she doesn't release her "big move" if she only has a small skill.

Lothar smiled and asked, "Nina, how is the Wind Resisting Sword Technique?" ”

Chelinina respectfully paused her movements and inserted the weapon back into its sheath.

"My lord, I am still trying the wind barrier you suggested earlier, and the attacks that can be blocked are very limited at present, only ordinary arrows, if it is a firearm in our world, it will probably only change their trajectory slightly."

Jeanne praised in a tone of senior: "The little girl's talent is good, and the speed at which she can master new abilities is a thousand miles away, and in time, she will definitely become one of the few sword saints in the world." ”

Cellinina's talent is really good, what is lacking is experience and accumulation.

Jeanne thought to herself, if she went head-to-head with Cellinina, removing the factor of attribute restraint, her chances of winning would not be high.

You know, how can she be a four-hundred-year-old antique.

Hunted more dark creatures than Cellynina had ever seen.

This combat experience was unable to completely suppress Cellinina, which made her feel a little frustrated.

Cellina was a little embarrassed and said, "Lady Xie Jeanna's compliment, you are the most powerful." ”

During this time, she always felt that she had inherited a lot of favor from Jeanne in her previous combat records, and her attitude was extraordinarily polite.

Lothar sighed: "No need to be polite, they are better than me anyway." ”

The so-called "Wind Resisting Sword Technique" is just an idea of Lothar, and the real "Wind" is nothing more than the ability to control the air currents given to Cellinina, and there is no specific description of how to use it.

Cellinina has only been using it for half a month.

Lothar, on the other hand, has the blessing of volcanic divinity, and her progress in fire spells is still slow.

I have to say that there is a big difference between people.

Captain Hogg's voice rang out suddenly, "I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation—my lord, I feel the monster's breath again, and, right nearby, there are signs of a new ship being attacked. ”

Lothar said: "It seems that the misty sea is indeed its habitat, but I don't know if the fog here has anything to do with it." ”

Although the purpose of their trip is to hunt for treasure, not to hunt sea beasts.

But if you want to go to the bottom of the sea to hunt for treasure without solving this monster that can perfectly lurk in the deep sea, even if there is an Ocean Calamity, the risk is still too high.

Hogg said, "It's a pity that your breath didn't completely deter it, my lord. ”

"It's normal if it's not shocked, it's the overlord of this sea after all."

Lothar said thoughtfully, "I remember, sea beasts have always had a high desire for dragon blood, why don't we set a trap?" ”

Hogg hesitated: "My lord, don't treat that beast as a fool without brains, this sea beast has a survival time of a hundred years, and its wisdom has long been not inferior to that of humans. ”

Lothar shook her head and said, "I don't mean to underestimate it, but Hogg, the smarter a person, the more greedy he tends to be. ”

He lowered his voice and said, "You say, let's prepare a dragon egg as bait, will it take the bait?" ”