Jessel Channel.
Tito rushed out of the sea like a mermaid and caught an Archeopteryx.
The journey was going smoothly. He had left the offshore waters controlled by the Trileaf people and entered the middle of the Jessel Channel.
This is already the Kingdom of Demonic Abyss, a country belonging to those monsters crawling out of the deep sea trenches.
Although he encountered many troubles and difficulties along the way, and he even ran into the patrolling Anomalocaris knights at the border of the Kingdom of Demonic Abyss, he relied on his early preparation and cleverness to eliminate these difficulties and dangers.
Tito is a good planner, which helped him a lot on his journey.
"islands?"
Tito, who was catching the fish, suddenly noticed that an island appeared in the distance.
He took out the slate map and compared it with it to find the location of the island. This was the location of an abandoned town of the Sanye people in the past. This island was also a gathering place for the Sanye people many years ago.
He was immediately interested. As an epic poet, he saw the remains of these ancient civilizations like a hungry man seeing a gluttonous feast.
As he approached the island, he noticed something unusual.
There are stone piles one after another on the island, and I don’t know what is tied to the piles.
Taking a closer look, Tito couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
There were corpses tied to the stone piles, and one could tell at a glance that they were three-leaf people.
"not good."
He turned around and wanted to leave here, but ripples appeared in the water behind him.
The poet immediately gave up his plan to turn back and rushed directly to the shore.
He knew what was coming.
He drew his sword and stood ready on the island.
Going into the water at this time was a dead end, but he still had some chance of survival by circling around the island.
His bravery and strategy are very good, but he is really not a person who is good at killing and fighting, and what he faces is the bloodthirsty people of the Kingdom of Demonic Abyss who fight all year round.
One after another, the people of the Demonic Abyss surfaced, their long and powerful tails swinging, causing them to rush to the outside of the island like small boats when they stirred up waves.
The other party was galloping along the beach and did not directly attack the poet.
After a few people attracted the poet's attention, several people on the other side cooperated and threw a net to cover Tito, making him unable to use his strength.
"It's over."
Tito, who was used to hearing about the cruel and evil deeds of these monsters, immediately thought of these two words in his mind.
The soldiers from the Kingdom of Demonic Abyss looked at his backpack. They surrounded Tito without saying anything, but the long tentacles on their heads collided with each other, and Tito knew that the other party was using their special way to communicate.
Tito thought they might be discussing how to kill him.
even.
Discussing how to eat yourself.
"Why did the Xiinsai people come here?"
"I guess I lost my way."
"The sword was made by the Ruch giant monster. His identity is not simple."
These people of the Demonic Abyss did not kill Tito, but took him back.
Tito was taken into the deep sea, and in the center of a group of rocks, ancient cups, and ferns, he saw an undersea city that was more like a nest than a city.
I also met the owner of this undersea city.
The sun's light shines here through refraction. Inside the building made of huge rocks, the monster lies on a stone seat and looks at him with curious eyes.
Tito suddenly discovered that these monsters were different from what he imagined.
That look in his eyes was similar to that of a three-leaf man.
perhaps.
When they regain their wisdom, they are no longer monsters.
So what are they?
They are not the same as us, are they human?
"I am the lord of the Sal territory of the Kingdom of Demonic Abyss. Those Xiinsai who dare to invade my territory, please tell me your identity and purpose."
The sound passes directly through the ears and sounds in the consciousness.
Tito immediately knew that this was a people of the Demonic Abyss with wisdom and power. The descendants of the kings of sinners whose bloodline was bestowed by King Ari's power had gone through so many generations, and many of them had awakened the power of their own accord.
Tito didn't speak, but the other party was able to read his thoughts directly from his consciousness.
"Your name is Tito!"
"A poet? He also has the blood of the Xiinsai royal family!"
The leader of the monsters picked up the backpack belonging to Tito and cast his eyes on the bone plates. He did not notice that the cup of decay at the bottom shone with a glimmer of light.
"Did you write this?"
Tito immediately became anxious, he was afraid that the other party would take away the Cup of God.
He struggled forward, bubbles coming out of his mouth.
You can faintly hear him saying again: "Give it back to me!"
The moment he said it, Tito panicked and realized that he had made a fatal mistake.
He thought about the power of wisdom, and the other party might read the existence of the God's Cup from the thoughts that came to his mind.
He immediately wanted to suppress all consciousness about the God's Cup, and even think about nothing in his mind, even if it was too late at the moment.
But strangely, the other party didn't make any move.
Instead, he focused entirely on the poems he wrote.
The other party did not read any information about the Cup of God from his consciousness, as if there was a force in the dark that blocked anyone from knowing its existence.
Tito tried to communicate with the other person in his mind, drawing their attention to the poem he had written.
"I am a poet, preparing to find the legendary god-given land."
"I'm planning to write a great myth, the myth of King Ledric."
"This is not just a myth about the Hinsai people, it's also about your ancestors and your origins."
The lord of the people of the Demonic Abyss looked at Tito, as if to confirm whether he was joking.
"No one has seen the God-given land, it is just a myth."
The lord liked the poetry written by Tito and appreciated his literary talents.
At the same time, he also hopes that Tito, who has royal blood, will join them instead of looking for a God-given land.
"Stay!"
"I can not kill you, and even let you become a citizen of the Kingdom of Demon Abyss."
"You can write chapters and record text for us here in the future."
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After living in Thrall in the Kingdom of Demonic Abyss for almost a month, Litito would carve murals for the lord in the palace every day.
Sometimes they would also write some poems praising the Kingdom of Demon Abyss and record them on pillars or buildings.
The lord is very busy every day, and he will not always monitor and observe what he is thinking about writing.
On this day, Tito finally found the opportunity to escape with his backpack.
But before they could escape far, a group of monster soldiers from Thrall gave chase.
In the sea, these bloodthirsty monsters sniffed and quickly discovered Tito.
Tito was recaptured.
This time, he really pissed off the lord.
"Do you really want to escape?"
"Am I too kind to you, or do you Xiinsai people simply don't understand what gratitude is?"
Tito said nothing, but the lord could hear his thoughts.
"This place does not belong to me, I have my mission."
The lord waved his arm like a cone gun, and the smooth movement brought up the water and Tito's blood.
"ah!"
Tito wanted to scream in pain, but he opened his mouth under the water and kept pouring water into his mouth.
He knelt on the ground in pain and pressed his eyes with his hands.
His world fell into complete darkness, and the sea water burned his wounds. He struggled painfully but could not shout out a single byte.
The lord pressed against his ear, and his voice sounded directly in Tito's mind.
"Have you ever seen the Bottomless Demonic Abyss?"
"Don't you like to write poetry? But the poems you wrote about us have no soul, and they are very different from the "Epic of Hinsey" you wrote."
“How can one write a perfect poem about us without feeling our fear and pain.”
"Tito, come and feel our pain and fear."
"It was so dark there, so dark that there wasn't even a shred of light."
The lord stretched out his arms: "Welcome."
"A world abandoned by God."
The lord never looked at Tito again and gave an order to his soldiers: "Throw him to the Island of the Dead."
