The sudden sound of the waves woke Duncan from his dream.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the visions he had seen in his half-dreams were only thin silhouettes, and all he could remember was that he saw fish swimming in the air, and the fish that surrounded him seemed to be particularly delicious—but what did those fish look like?

Fish...... Will it swim in the air?

Duncan blinked, a strange feeling of reality and dream tearing apart that made him a little confused for a moment, he looked at the three rods he had fixed to the rod holder, and saw no sign of a fish being hooked, while the sea in the distance had begun to rise and fall, and wave after wave was crashing against the hull of the Lost Land.

Immediately afterward, the waves grew larger, and within the visible amplitude, waves of strength began to swell from afar, and the huge hull of the Lost Land swayed in the wind and waves, and the sound of the waves filled my ears.

Duncan glanced up at the sky and saw that the weather was still fine, it seemed to be just a little more wind and waves, but there shouldn't be any extreme celestial phenomena such as big storms.

"It's probably not a good weather for fishing......"

He muttered, thinking about whether he should put the rod away, but at that moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the tip of one of the rods bend suddenly!

The strong fishing line specially prepared for sea fishing instantly tightened, and the short, thick and tough sea fishing rod seemed to catch some big guy, and the entire first half of the rod was bent like a bow at once, accompanied by a squeaky and screeching sound, and the rod holder used to hold the fishing rod also made a sound of wood rubbing under this huge force, and all this conveyed a signal to Duncan:

The fish are coming! Big fish!

He instantly dismissed the idea of resting with the rod, and the enthusiasm of the angler burned in his chest, and he took two steps to the "shipped" rod, grasped the rod with one hand to prevent it from falling off the rod holder, and with the other hand began to adjust the tightness of the line little by little.

"I'll just say it! How could I be Air Force! ”

Duncan muttered to himself excitedly, and began to fight with a behemoth on the other end of the line, it was a difficult struggle, the thing at the end of the line was obviously not going to be caught, a huge force was pulling the fishing rod, even with Duncan's strength and the support of the rod holder, the stalemate still seemed shaky.

The wind and waves around the Lost Land grew a little bit, but for Duncan, this little shaking was nothing.

He was just angry with the stubborn "prey", and he was worried that the opportunity to improve the food in front of him slipped away.

The tightness of the line has reached a critical point, and the big fish is about to break free from his hands.

After an unknown stalemate, Duncan finally turned his heart on the side, and a dark green flame suddenly spread out from his hand holding the fishing rod.

The green fire burned violently, spreading like water, and quickly flowed out along the fishing rod and fishing line, and the spirit fire burned all the way, forming a "fire line" that went straight into the sea along the fishing line, and the next second, an illusory green flame outline suddenly appeared in the depths of the sea around the Lost Country, and under the reflection and outline of the faint green flame, a huge shadow emerged in the sea water.

The shadow was like a ball of flesh that fluctuated and shrouded almost the entire sea within a few hundred meters of the Lost Place, and its edge extended a large number of constantly changing and growing dark things, wriggling and waving in the ocean like a thousand arms, stirring the sea around the Lost Country, controlling the undulation and surging of the invisible waves.

Duncan heard something strange in the sea, and while maintaining a stalemate with his "prey", he looked out curiously.

He didn't see anything, only the waves undulating, and there was not much change from what he had just done.

And he clearly felt that the force of confrontation coming from the fishing rod was a little weaker than just now.

The fact that the prey's strength began to run low made him smile brightly.

He began to tighten his line with great force, dragging his prey out of the sea little by little......

……

Alice was startled by the roar and whistling coming from outside the cabin, and the violent shaking came from under her feet, causing a series of clanging sounds from the furnishings in the cabin, and she quickly grabbed a nearby railing so that she did not let herself fall, and her face showed a look of surprise: "What happened?" ”

The Lost Homeland swayed as if a great storm was raging outside, and some kind of low, oppressive sound could be heard from the depths of the ancient ghost ship, as if it were roaring and roaring, against the horrors of the depths, against some behemoth trying to devour itself.

Everything in the cabin was clanging, and at first Alice thought it was a collision caused by the shaking of the ship, but she soon discovered that many of the noisy things were actually noisy in place - they were making noises and communicating with each other, but Alice couldn't understand the language that only the Lost Country could understand.

All she knew was that something might be wrong outside.

Miss Doll decides to go out on deck - she stumbles out of the cabin, clinging to a nearby wall to avoid falling as she runs in the direction of the deck.

After nearly tripping over flying cables and rampage barrels, she finally reached the end of the stairs, pushed open the wooden door that swayed in the wind and waves, and saw the amazing waves rising in the endless sea.

The sky was as black as ink, and ominous clouds almost condensed into heavy masses, the clouds blackened and pressed close to the sea, and the great waves of the walls rolled and rushed under the dark clouds, undulating near the Lost Country like an encirclement!

It was the first time Alice had seen such a sight, and she didn't know if it was normal at sea, but she knew that the captain had to be found at this time.

She looked around the deck, and with little effort, found Captain Duncan, who was standing at the edge of the deck.

……

The wind and waves around him were a little annoying, but for Duncan, who was about to succeed, it was just an insignificant "disturbance", and under the double feedback of the fishing line and the green fire, he could clearly feel that his prey had stopped resisting, and the behemoth was being dragged out of the water by him little by little.

"Come on, you!"

He shouted happily and pulled the rod in his hand one last time.

A big fish jumped out of the sea—really big, almost half his size.

For a brief moment, Duncan met the fish in mid-air.

“…… It's ugly. ”

This was the first emotion in his heart.

It was indeed a very ugly fish, the surface of the black body seemed to be covered with some kind of growth, and there were strange gray-white patterns spreading along the fins on both sides, and many bone spur-like structures could be seen at the head of the fish, and a pair of hollow white eyes stared at Duncan under those bone spurs.

Duncan felt uncomfortable, he felt that the fish was looking at him with bad intentions.

But in the next second, he saw that the fish suddenly twitched, and its eyes that stared at him burst out of thin air for some reason, and blood flowed in an instant.

The fish fell heavily on the deck, jumping and twisting like electricity, and after a few seconds it fell silent, blood seeping out of its mouth and bursting eyes, falling on the deck little by little.

Duncan watched with some amazement as this extremely ugly fish quickly lost its vitality at his feet, and he vaguely remembered what he had read in the book: most of the fish in the deep sea are indeed ugly, and because of the long-term living in the water pressure environment, they will indeed rupture their blood vessels due to pressure changes after being fished out of the sea, and even die quickly - is this the case with the fish in this world?

Just as he was stunned, a crackling sound suddenly came again.

Duncan followed the sound curiously, only to see several smaller "strange fish" landing on the deck after him.

They looked about the size of the half-man-tall fish, but they were only about half a meter in size, and they were the same as the larger fish - by the time Duncan looked at them, they were bleeding violently, and were soon dying.

Duncan was a little stunned, and it took a long time to react: "Hulu baby saves grandpa?" One send, one send, one skewer? ”

……

Alice clung to the railing next to her, nervously staring at the ferocious fighting scene not far away that was enough to drive ordinary people crazy.

She saw Captain Duncan standing at the edge of the deck, his green flames blazing, confronting the sea like a burning giant, three hooks extending from the deck beneath his feet, one of which was burning with terrifying flames.

She saw a large shadow suddenly appear in the endless sea, and then a tentacle almost thicker than the main mast of the Lost Land stretched out of the water, and the surface of the touch opened countless eyes with malice, and countless fangs and sharp teeth rubbed and chewed between the eyes, as if the next moment it was about to bite the whole ship to pieces.

Alice almost screamed, trying to warn the captain to dodge, to rush to help, but before she could act, the tentacle fell on the captain.

She saw Captain Duncan look up, and the joy of a harvest on his face was burned by the raging flames—he was staring at the countless eyes on the tentacles, and the countless eyes on the tentacles were also staring at him.

In the next second, all the eyes on the tentacle burst open, and hundreds of fangs and sharp teeth also let out a piercing and painful hiss, and then the tentacle broke out of thin air—as if some huge body hidden under the sea level had actively cut off contact with the tentacles, leaving the end of the tentacles that had been badly injured directly on the deck.

The tentacles slammed to the ground, and the dirty, sticky flesh that had spilled from the breach fell to the ground crackling and landed at the captain's feet.