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- Jessel Passage.
Tito burst out of the water like a mermaid and caught an archeopteryx.
The journey went very smoothly. He had already left the offshore waters controlled by the Sanye people and entered the middle of the Jesser Channel.
This is already the country of the Demon Abyss, which belongs to the kingdom of monsters crawling out of the deep sea trench.
Although he also encountered a lot of troubles and difficulties on the way, he even ran into a patrolling shrimp knight at the border of the kingdom of the devil, he relied on his early preparations and cleverness to overcome these difficulties and dangers.
Tito is a good planner, which helped him a lot in his journey.
"Island?"
Tito, who was catching the fish, suddenly discovered that an island appeared in the distance of his sight.
He took out the slate map, compared it to find the location of the island. This is where an abandoned town of the Sanye people was located in the past. This island was also the gathering place of the Sanye people many years ago.
He immediately became interested. As a poet who wrote epic poems, seeing these ancient civilization relics is like a hungry person seeing a gluttonous feast.
He approached the island, but found something unusual.
There are stone piles on the island one after another, and I don't know what is tied to the piles.
When you took a closer look, Tito couldn't help but gasped.
There are corpses tied to the stone piles, and it is clear at a glance that they are Sanye people.
"not good."
He turned around and wanted to leave here, but the water behind him was already rippled.
The poet immediately gave up his plan to turn back, but rushed directly to the shore.
He knew what was coming.
He drew his sword and stood ready on the island.
At this time, the only way to go into the water is a dead end, but he can still survive on 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 is facing is the bloodthirsty people in the kingdom of the devil who have been fighting all the year round.
One after another, the people of the Demon Abyss surfaced, their slender and powerful tails were swinging, and when the waves were set off, they rushed to the outside of the island like a small boat.
The other party was galloping by the sea, but did not directly kill the poet.
After a few people attracted the poet's attention, a few people on the other side cooperated to cast a net to cover Tito, making him unable to exert himself.
"It's over."
Tito, who was used to hearing the brutal and evil deeds of these monsters, immediately thought of these two words.
The soldiers of the Kingdom of Demon Abyss looked at his back basket. They surrounded Tito without speaking, 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 themselves.
even.
Discussing how to eat yourself.
"How did the Hiinsai come here?"
"I guess I lost my way."
"The sword made by the giant Ruhe, his identity is not simple."
The people of the Demon Abyss did not kill Tito, but took him back.
Tito was taken into the deep sea, and in the center of a group of reefs, ancient cups, and ferns, he saw an underwater city that seemed to be more of a nest than a city.
I also met the owner of this underwater city.
The sun's light shone here through refraction, and the monster in the building built of huge stones was lying on a stone seat, looking at him with curious eyes.
Tito suddenly discovered that these monsters were different from what he had imagined.
That look is actually similar to that of Sanye.
Maybe.
When they regain their wisdom, they are no longer monsters.
So what are they?
Will never be the same as us, is it human?
"I am the lord of the Saar Land in the Kingdom of the Demon Abyss. To the Heinsays who dare to invade my territory, tell us your identity and purpose."
The sound passes directly through the ears and resounds in the consciousness.
Tito immediately knew that this was a citizen of the Demon Abyss with wisdom and power. After so many generations, many descendants of the sinner kings who had been bestowed with blood by King Ari had also awakened the power of power.
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 royal family of the Hiinsai! "
The lord of the monsters picked up the pannier that belonged to Tito, and cast his eyes on the bone plates. He didn't notice a gleam of light from the rotten cup pressed at the bottom.
"You wrote this?"
Tito became anxious immediately, he was afraid that the other party would take away the Cup of God.
He struggled forward, spitting air bubbles out of his mouth.
Faintly could hear him say again: "Give it back to me!"
The moment he said it, Tito panicked. He realized that he had made a fatal mistake.
He thought of wisdom and power, and the other party might have read the existence of the God's Cup from the thoughts floating in his mind.
He immediately wanted to suppress all the consciousness about the Cup of God, and even empty his mind to not think about anything, even though it was already too late.
But it's strange that the other party didn't make any moves.
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 head, drawing their attention to the poem he wrote.
"I am a poet, and I am about to find the legendary land bestowed by the gods."
"I'm planning to write a great myth, the myth of King Ledlich."
"This is not just a myth about the Hiinsai, but also about your ancestors and origins."
The Lord of the People of the Demon Abyss looked at Tito, as if to confirm whether he was joking.
"No one has seen the land bestowed by the gods, it is just a myth."
The lord liked Tito's poems and admired his literary talent.
At the same time, he also hopes that Tito, who has royal blood, will join them instead of looking for the land bestowed by the gods.
"Stay here!"
"I don't have to kill you, and even make you a citizen of the kingdom of the devil."
"You can write chapters and record texts for us here in the future."¡ª¡ª
Thrall has lived in the Kingdom of the Demon Abyss for almost a month, and Litito will carve murals for the lord in the palace every day.
Sometimes they will 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 doesn't always monitor and observe what he is thinking of writing.
On this day, Tito finally found a chance to escape with his pannier.
But before he could escape very far, a group of monster soldiers led by Thrall chased him out.
In the sea, these bloodthirsty monsters sniffed the breath and soon found Tito.
Tito was caught and returned.
This time, he really annoyed the lord.
"Do you want to escape that much?"
"Am I being too merciful to you, or are you Hinces who just don't know what gratitude is?"
Tito didn't speak, but the lord could hear him.
"This place does not belong to me, I have my mission."
The lord waved his arms like a cone gun, and the smooth movements brought up the water and Tito's blood.
"ah!"
Tito wanted to cry out in pain, but as soon as he opened his mouth under the water, it kept pouring into his mouth.
He knelt on the ground in pain, covering his eyes with both hands.
His world fell into complete darkness, the sea water burned his wounds, but he couldn't utter a single word as he struggled painfully.
The lord pressed against his ear, and the voice rang directly in Tito's mind.
"Have you seen the Bottomless Demon Abyss?"
"Don't you like to write poems? But your poems about us have no soul, and the gap between them and your "Hinsey Epic" is too great."
"How can you write a perfect poem about us without experiencing our fear and pain."
"Tito, come and feel our pain and our fear."
"It's such a dark place there, so dark that there is not even a shred of light."
The lord stretched out his arms: "Welcome."
"A world abandoned by gods."
The lord never looked at Tito again, and gave an order to his soldiers: "Throw him to the island of the dead." - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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