The father of sharks?
Yang Kai was confused. In fact, his understanding of the evil god system was very complicated, not in depth, so he didn't know what it was.
In fact, the thing in Lu Li's mouth is one of the extraordinary incarnations of Cthulhu, symbolizing violence and destruction. Its bite ability is unquestionable. Many literary works claim:
It can easily bite through huge whales and even small warships, and no living creature can survive its attack.
For now, the former is still too conservative.
"I have read in the handbooks of the senior magicians that there are many primitive civilizations and tribes in the extreme northern seas. They worship this huge shark that emits white light, but not out of worship, but to pray that they will not suffer annihilation. .”
The little mouse is obviously a well-informed magical girl with a heritage. These points are completely consistent with the characteristics of the father of the sharks.
The residents of that island city are all hybrids who are turning into deep divers, and this servant race is clearly recorded and knows the ritual of summoning the father of the sharks.
Of course, there is no way to control it.
“The warm hosts clearly don’t want their guests to leave.”
As he spoke, Lu Li took his eyes away from the winch and looked at the vast expanse ahead.
Everything has changed.
Maybe the Titan won't sink, and the island won't necessarily appear late tomorrow night.
"what happened?"
"Where's the traffic boat!!"
"No, try again."
Deprived of hope, some sailors found it difficult to accept this reality, and Whitebeard was unwilling to give up. They changed directions and headed to the other side of the ship.
The winch lifts the new traffic boat and moves it little by little toward the ocean...
boom!
Giant white light and shadow emerged from the water at a speed that ordinary people could not observe.
It swallowed two steamships in a row. Is it connected to an alien space in its belly? Mia couldn't help but sigh.
Lu Li seemed to know what she was thinking, and said at the right time: "Maybe there is more than one father of all sharks..."
In the pocket, the little mouse rolled his eyes.
This man seems to be very good at making sarcastic remarks.
There were wailing sounds from the lower decks, and some sailors were in deep despair, viewing the Titan as an iron coffin, and everyone inside was destined to die.
The backbone of the group, headed by Whitebeard, fell into silence. They were surrounded by passengers who came to question them. No matter how idiotic or arrogant they were, they knew they were in trouble.
Why put a traffic boat?
Are you going to run away?
What was that thing that swallowed the traffic boat?
A series of questions were raised.
As time passed, only Lu Li and others were left on the bustling upper deck, while the lower deck was crowded with angry and frightened passengers. Some people still maintained restraint, while others began to push and push.
Internal strife began.
"Senior, do we need to stock up on more food?" Yang Kai suddenly asked.
At first, Lu Li wanted to say no, but his eyes focused on the little pink-clawed mouse. This guy's belly was similar to that of the father of all sharks, which made people wonder if it was also connected to an alien space.
"I just hadn't eaten in too long."
The little mouse clenched his paws in defense.
However, Lu Li still let Yang Kai go.
There were many passengers on the ship, and there were many people who responded quickly. Finding that he could not ask for a specific answer, he first rushed to the galley cabin and storage cabin to look for food and liquor, doing everything he could to increase the chance of survival.
…
After someone took the lead, a group of people swarmed up and joined in the looting process.
Under this situation, the supplies in the transport boat were subconsciously ignored. There was actually a lot of food stored in it, but it was relatively high-energy and small-volume, so some sacrifices had to be made in terms of taste.
Yang Kai didn't take more, he just filled up his backpack.
It is worth mentioning that even after traveling through time, the supplies stored in Lu Li's suitcase have not decreased. This proves from the side that if anyone is dominant enough and has a need for this, he can get two massive supplies. supplies.
at dusk.
The commotion subsided slightly, and the passengers learned that they had died once. Before dying, the first mate and others received the help of mysterious power and returned to the past.
Since there are clergy on board, they come from the Sun Goddess Sect, the Steam Sect, the Dark Night Sect, etc., and they all claim to be the phantoms of their own gods.
Should they be called stupid for not forgetting to spread their faith at such a critical moment, or should they be praised for being smart and good at seizing opportunities?
"Everyone must remember that you must not get close to the temple in the center, especially above the main hall, which is the source of all weirdness!"
On the radio, Whitebeard, who had completely given up the idea of taking a chance, shouted hoarsely.
At this point, everyone agrees that they are about to reach the unknown island that swallows lives.
And the reality did not disappoint.
"The island...appeared."
Miss Mia, who was always with Lu Li, stood on the deck and spoke. There was no fog, no shipwreck, and there was still a hint of sunset in the sky.
The situation is very different from last time.
On the contrary, against the backdrop of the twilight, this island, which is dominated by black rocks, glows softly, like a paradise.
However, the deterrence brought by the Father of Sharks was self-evident. In the eyes of everyone, it was equated with the devil and evil spirits.
"Ignore it and go around it."
Mr. Ismay made a last ditch effort.
Whitebeard immediately did so.
However, the last attempt failed.
No matter how Titan changes direction, even if he chooses to retreat, the Demon Island still maintains a constant distance from it.
There are only two paths before you:
Was invited again.
Anchorage costs.
The collective will decided: wait.
Lu Li could completely understand this, but he was not going to stay in the coffin and wait for death. Instead, he took the initiative to face him and find a way to solve the problem.
The small group passed the resolution unanimously.
Anyway, Yang Kai would rather take the risk than die in an unknown way, lying in a coffin under the bluestone...
Soon, a traffic boat was launched.
The father of the sharks did not launch an attack midway, and his will was undoubtedly determined to prevent the guests from retreating halfway.
Under the setting sun, the cracked black rocks reflect a subtle light, and green moss thrives on the dark side of the cracks.
"It's different from last time."
Yang Kai murmured.
"It's more than different."
After answering, Miss Mia helped Lu Li anchor and dock the traffic boat at the berth.
The rays of sunlight cast down from the dense woods, revealing patches of light. The air was filled with an exciting freshness, as if it had rained not long ago, with water droplets swaying back and forth on the broad leaves.
This faction is full of vitality, not as lifeless as before.
"Set off."
Lu Li spoke decisively, carrying his junior brother and jumping onto the shore.
“The current environment is exactly the same as when I chose to settle here.”
In the inner bag, the little mouse took out half of his head and said.
"More than that." Lu Li pointed to an open space in the distance. "Your magic tower has not been built yet. If there is a problem when it is reopened, we will go directly to the ancient era."
