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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Four.

"Hedhela...is dead."

A huge black figure huddled somewhere in the deep sea. It curled up in the abyss where it could not see its fingers. Looking up at the sky, it could feel that a once familiar breath had completely disappeared in the north.

"He will actually die? It's unimaginable, what could kill him in this world?"

A black shadow clinging to the cliff slowly came closer, and the turbulent water around it told of the shock in its heart. Hedhela was also extremely powerful among ancient creatures.

"He died of his own calamity, destined to die, just like everyone else."

The huge black shadow did not fluctuate much, but even though it had long looked down on life and death, it still felt sorry for the passing of the old friend who had been with him for countless years.

The black shadow on the cliff asked carefully: "Is there anyone in this world who can compete with us?"

"Maybe, maybe not. In short, we haven't figured out the current situation of the world yet."

The huge black shadow is very calm. Unlike its companions, it is not eager to enjoy the hard-won freedom. Instead, it hides at the bottom of the deep sea and slowly observes the changes in the world.

"If Hedhela will also be killed, then brother and the others have gone to the mainland. Should we remind them?"

The death of Hedhela sounded the alarm to the ancient creatures, and the black shadows on the cliff began to worry about the safety of other companions.

"I don't think it's necessary. It's fine as long as I'm here."

The huge black shadow does not intend to care about these things. In its opinion, the life and death of other companions have their own lives, and there is no need to meddle in those nosy matters.

Of course, it will not force others to act according to its own ideas.

"If you're worried, just go ahead."

"Then I'd better go to Big Brother's place. You should be careful."

The black shadow on the cliff made a choice. Rather than having nothing to do in the deep sea, it would rather choose to help its other companions.

"Well... be careful on the road. The managers are already paying attention to us. I'm afraid this has something to do with Hedhela's death."

"Understood, I will hide myself well."

"Go well."

"Take care of yourself too."

Without further ado, the black shadow on the cliff nodded to the figure below, left its original position, and quickly climbed towards the sea above.

The huge black shadow had a premonition: After this farewell, I'm afraid we won't see each other again, right?

Without saying too many goodbyes, the last companion also left.

The huge black shadow huddled on the bottom of the sea and continued to sleep. In its dream, it vaguely remembered the words of the only leader recognized by everyone during their years of imprisonment:

"We no longer belong to this era. If we want to return to our glory, we can only tear down everything we have and start over."

But...will the rulers of this era be helpless?

The black shadow murmured and spit out a bubble from his mouth. The transparent bubble swayed and floated in the water, and finally hit the hard cliff and fell apart...

At noon, in Pala Port, a wooden fishing boat holding two triangular sails sailed into the harbor.

The three guards patrolling the pier stopped. The leading guard put his palms on his brows to block the dazzling sunlight and looked at the fishing boat that was slowly approaching them.

"Hey! Brother Pangde! How was your harvest today? Why did your family return to Hong Kong so early?"

After recognizing the ownership of the fishing boat, the guards at the port greeted the fishermen on the boat. The local fishermen in Pala Town have a very familiar relationship with the local guards. They may have been playmates since childhood, or

Maybe they are neighbors whose homes are only separated by a wall, and there is no distance between them.

The young man holding the fishing net on the bow of the boat laughed and said: "Ha, forget it, we caught a fish today after working hard for a long time. Now there are still a bunch of ice floes from nowhere on the Poco Sea. We don't dare to drive far at all."

, I believe that others will be willing to return to Hong Kong at dusk."

"Ah? Is it so bad?"

"Alas, there are no schools of fish in the offshore waters during this period, so everyone's profits are not very good."

"That's what you said, but why is your face so happy? Did your family catch some good treasure?"

The captain of the guard did not feel sad from the young man. It was obvious that the young man had gained a lot.

"Haha, although I only caught one fish, this fish was a shark-toothed fish!"

Shark toothfish is a specialty carnivorous fish of the Poco Sea. Shark tooth fish is different from the older offshore sharks. Shark tooth fish has a fat body and tender meat. Shark tooth fish fillets with sauce are very popular on the tables of aristocrats in coastal areas.

of delicacies.

However, due to overfishing, shark-toothed fish rarely appear in offshore areas. Moreover, shark-toothed fish are powerful and have strong bite force. They are generally impossible to catch without special fishing nets, so the price of shark-toothed fish is also extremely expensive. In addition,

Recently, the profits of fishermen in the North Sea have been very bad. Poseidon seems to have summoned all the fish schools away. It is now rare to see fishing boats returning with full loads, and it is even rarer to catch shark-toothed fish.

"Oh! No one has caught that thing for months, right? Pang De, you are so awesome!"

The guards were all amazed. After all, shark-toothed fish is indeed a rare fish. Catching a shark-toothed fish is no less than catching a box of treasure. The income from this fish alone can feed Pound's family for a month.

Sad.

Pound, who couldn't stand the praise, felt completely elated. He dropped the fishing net, put his hands on his waist, and said proudly: "Of course, I'm ready to go to the 'Garden of Sea Beauty' to have some fun!

"

The guards echoed: "Oh! Awesome! Awesome! Little Beauty Tiny is probably still waiting for you! I really envy us poor brothers."

"Pang De, what are you so proud of?"

An old voice came from the captain's cabin.

"That thing bit through three of our fishing nets. If we don't get rid of this fish quickly, we can't even afford new fishing nets. You still want to eat?"

"Ah, Dad, I was wrong."

Pound immediately gave up and continued to hold on to the heavy broken fishing nets, and then dragged them together into a large wooden barrel to soak them so that they could be taken back for repair.

"Hahaha......"

Seeing Pound working honestly, the guards laughed. They all knew that Pound was most afraid of his father.

Pound's mother died early, Pound's father did not remarry, Pound was his only son, and father and son often went to sea together to make a living.

As a North Norma man, Pound has always been fearless. He even pushed the Sheriff's rogue son on the counter of a tavern and gave him a beating. Even if he spent half a month in a jail cell, he was not afraid of it.

He threatened to beat that guy every time he saw him again.

But such an unruly Northern Norma man was only in awe of his father who brought him up. The careless Pound was often beaten when working under his hot-tempered father, but he never fought back.

This surprised the neighbors.

"Pound, hurry up and clear the deck!"

"Okay! Dad."

The guards left after saying hello. Pound and his father did some cleaning on the boat, and then used a cart to load the large shark toothfish that almost filled the fish hold.

Just putting this big fish on the trolley required the joint efforts of father and son. The effort of pushing the trolley also made Pang De, who has great self-control, panting. On the way to the fish market, he and his father took turns pushing it.

Take a break.

"Ha...ha...Dad, this fish weighs at least three hundred kilograms, right?"

Pang De rested against the wall. The fish market was only a hundred meters away from the pier, but he was out of breath just by reaching the door of the fish market.

The father wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "The weight is estimated to be around 340 kilograms. Shark-toothed fish are rarely this big even when they are adults. We did find a treasure this time."

"It's strange to say that this thing is half-dead on the sea surface, turning its stomach, just like a person having a stomachache."

Pound opened his eyes wide and recalled the scene. The shark-toothed fish kept flapping on the sea surface, stirring up waves. The fisherman and his son passed by and jumped.

"Oh, if it hadn't been like this, let alone losing three nets, we wouldn't be able to catch it even if we lost thirty nets."

"Is this thing so powerful?"

"I used to catch shark-toothed fish when I was young. The net I used was a special one, and a steel wire was twisted into the net cable so that the beast couldn't bite it. But this beast was bigger than what I had seen back then, and it was probably bigger.

It's been a while, maybe it's a monster. If it hadn't come true, I wouldn't believe we could catch it."

After finishing speaking, Father Pound picked up the cowhide kettle on his waist and took a sip. Then he gave the kettle to Pound. Pound took it and took a sip, then pinned it to his waist and raised his head.

I looked at the sun high in the sky.

Although they had already arrived at the entrance of the market, neither of them was in a hurry to go in. In fact, neither father and son were in a hurry to deliver the shark-toothed fish to the market. Although the shark-toothed fish died for a while

However, there are ice cubes placed in the fish hold of the fishing boat to keep them fresh, and the father and son also put some ice cubes on the trolley, so it doesn't matter if they are delivered a few hours later.

Just as the father and son were about to leave, a voice suddenly interrupted: "Are you selling this fish?"

"who is it?"

A dark shadow obscured Pound's sight. The midday sun struck the man, making Pound feel a little dazzled and couldn't help but frown.

"Who are you, sir?"

Father Pang De saw the visitor's dress clearly and his tone was respectful.

Because the person in front of him is a priest. He is tall and thin, wearing a mask on his face, a high crown on his head, and a sapphire blue priest robe.

Although the masked priest is somewhat suspicious, there should be no problem with the fact that he is a priest. Not to mention that few textile workshops can imitate the priest's robe of the Illuminati Sect, and also that pretending to be a priest is a serious crime, which can lead to imprisonment.

At worst, he would be beheaded directly. There should be few idiots who would dare to wear priest robes and show off on the streets patrolled by guards.

"I want to buy this fish from you, can you sell it?"

The priest repeated his previous question, obviously not intending to answer the father and son's questions.

When Pang De saw that the other party was the Priest of Light, he did not dare to be too presumptuous, so he straightened his posture and said: "Sell it, yes, but we have to send it to the fish market before we can sell it to you. Priest, just wait."

"I want to buy it directly here, I hope you can accommodate me."

After saying that, the priest lowered his head and bowed in a very respectful manner. As commoners, Pound and his son had never experienced such courtesy. They both stepped back in embarrassment, but Pound's father still waved his hand and said, "No."

Pang De explained to the priest: "Are you a foreigner? We have rules here. We fishermen have to send fish to the fish market or eat it at home. We cannot sell it privately."

"This money should be enough, right?"

However, the priest seemed not to hear it. He took off a bag of coins from his waist and handed it to the father and son.

"this......"

The father and son looked at each other. With his father's acquiescence, Pound took the initiative to take the purse and estimated the value in his hand. He immediately secretly thought in his heart that this man was generous, but he said with a straight face:

"If you want to buy our shark-toothed fish, you need at least twice the amount of Moros silver coins. This money is not enough!"

"Really? Then forget it."

The priest didn't say much. He took the money bag back from Pound's hand, then turned and left.

"It's really baffling."

Pang De muttered. He saw that the priest was dressed luxuriously, and his hat and boots were inlaid with gems. He thought that this must be a big customer, and he seemed to be in a hurry, so he wondered if he could raise the price without thinking about the other party.

He actually had no intention of bargaining and just walked away.

"Alas! You..."

Pang De was about to call him back, but the father on the side urged: "Forget it if we don't do it, let's send this fish to the fish market quickly. That nervous priest will take a fancy to our fish, maybe there's something in it

There’s really something mysterious about it.”

"That's right, send it over quickly, there might be some treasure inside."

When his father said this, Pang De stopped thinking about the priest. He held up the trolley with both hands and trotted towards the fish market as soon as he exerted his strength...


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