Felix's skin was missing a lot, but the bright red muscles that were leaking out of his sight were not gnawed by the insects.

But this severe pain made Felix's muscles beat constantly.

Felix looked like he had been skinned, and the only thing that wasn't eaten by the insects was his head.

Raymond watched as these tiny insects multiplied rapidly on Felix's body, and soon even his bright red muscles began to be eaten by these insects.

The terrible screams were endless, and even the hissing conversations of the fish people could not cover the screams, but before Raymond could think about anything else, a yīn shadow had already appeared in his sight.

With long snow-white hair and a frost-like expression condensed on his once beautiful face, Raymond quickly opened his eyes, and only then did he see the fish man who walked in front of him clearly.

It was an old fish-man, but in her skinny hand was a tray, and in the little silver bowl on the tray was full of those tiny worms.

The old fishman carefully picked up the silver bowl, and saw that she was about to dump the worms in the small bowl on Raymond's body.

Seeing this, Raymond did not hesitate to give an order to the chip. "Play all the languages that can be parsed!"

As Raymond's order was given, he immediately took over the chip of Raymond's vocal cords, causing Raymond to hiss in his throat.

The hissing sound of her voice, though a little messy and stammering, frightened the old fishman who was holding the silver bowl, her eyes widened in horror, and the small bowl in her hand smashed to the ground.

"The resolution is 37%, and it will take 2 hours to fully parse it......" followed by the chip that quickly fed back the progress of the analysis task, which also made Raymond understand that he had to survive these two hours!

A frightened hiss came from the mouth of the old fishman in front of him, and Raymond, who had opened his eyes with his neck raised, also saw the situation of Felix beside him.

The muscles of his body are full of holes, and the skin and muscles below the chest have completely disappeared, and only a thin layer of fascia is left in the entire abdominal cavity, and the organs that are still wriggling are clearly visible.

Raymond was also suspended in mid-air, with a circular platform at his feet, and the jade-like stone slab was engraved with strange patterns, like a triangle and an oval aggregate, but on this altar-like platform, there were faint energy fluctuations, as if a formation was running.

Directly in front of Raymond was a long passage paved with a red carpet, and at the end of this passage was a high jīng throne, on which sat a young fishman with a fishtail.

On either side of the young fish-man were four fish-men who looked like her, but older, with their half-naked upper bodies wearing only two small shells on their chests, and their lower bodies covered with fine scales covered by tulle, and their tail fins supporting their entire bodies, standing like humans.

Because of the sudden hissing sound coming from Raymond's throat, these fish people who were still talking were all shocked.

Seeing the results of this random hissing, Raymond, who saw the fishmen fall into surprise and dazedness, closed his voice, and Felix, who hung beside him, also pleaded at Raymond after a moment of sluggishness. "Help, save me......"

Raymond, who was frowning, glanced at him coldly, and then focused all his jīng gods on the analysis of the chip.

Raymond's eyes flashed with red dots, and as he watched the language translations that quickly refreshed in his sight, he quickly picked out the syllables that could form sentences, and let the chip form the language of these fish-people by controlling his laryngeal muscles.

"Okay, let's communicate?" Raymond, who was apprehensive, stumbled and hissed to express a complete sentence.

There was a hissing sound, and the fishmen standing under the throne shouted, and they looked at Raymond with shocked eyes, all of them in horror.

Even the young fish-man who had been sitting on the throne stood up from the throne in horror, pointed at Raymond with her slender fingers, and immediately began to communicate with the fishmen standing on both sides of the red carpet.

Raymond, who was anxiously waiting for the chip to perform language analysis, did not speak again, he looked at the fish-man who quickly cleaned up the small bowl that had been smashed over, and looked away from him with a horrified gaze, Raymond finally relieved his heart.

Despite the impatience, the progress of chip parsing is still slow, but thanks to the efforts of the chip, which continues to receive new fish-man words, countless syllables that can be analyzed are gradually parsed and appear under the directory that can be used by Raymond.

As time slowly passed, the noisy and chaotic hissing sounds that were gathering near the throne were also synchronously converted the parts that could be translated into text and displayed in Raymond's sight.

"Human ...... Shameless...... Dangerous, untrustworthy...... Race ......"

Seeing that these scattered syllables were translated, the progress bar of the chip's analysis of the fish-man language was also sliding rapidly, and the gradually increasing percentage showed that the speed of parsing was also gradually improving.

"Three years, moving...... The cost, the catastrophe ......"

The ongoing exchange of fish people, some of the words they said made Raymond frown, although the analysis of the fish man's language is less than half, but even guessing with Meng also made Raymond understand some of the situation.

These fish-people seem to have appeared here after a catastrophe, and their impression of humans is that they are dangerous and cunning, and cannot be trusted.

The young fish-man standing on the high platform, called 'Queen' by all the fishmen, was excited at the beginning of her petite face, but the fish-people standing under the throne were all persuading her to give up communication with humans, and that she should let the blood sacrifice that was being performed continue.

Raymond kept an eye on the young fish-man queen, but time was still passing by minute by minute, but when these fishmen were communicating, there were a few key words and syllables that could not be deciphered by the chip.

Raymond, who frowned, looked at the young fish-man standing on the edge of the throne, her face became hesitant, and her beautiful eyes looked at the altar here from time to time, but she had already pursed her mouth and stopped talking, but was listening carefully to the persuasion of the other fish-men, and her thoughtful expression showed that she was about to make a final decision......