Chapter 1123: Chapter 1121: Great Ups and Downs
Compared to the Fishn I’ve encountered before, this legendary rmaid undoubtedly lacks any semblance of beauty.
However, according to that bearded man, this should be considered a top catch for the Poachers.
They are not Sirens; if they really t Fishn, they’d likely be unable to cope.
At this mont, rushing forward, the people quietly surrounding the rmaid exhibit a palpable excitent.
Their target, now, her delicate body oscillating with the waves along with her humming, is rhythmically unaware of the impending crisis.
From her body size, this rmaid seems to not be fully mature yet, her reactions just now also reflected this.
Though there is a bit of caution in her, anyone slightly more experienced would likely be more cautious.
Before the ship steadied again, Lann from the deck had already silently slipped into the water.
From this angle, his exposed skin had silently turned rough as fish skin.
Indeed, for a better view, Fu Qian had directly arrived on the deck in his Blood Conquest state.
…
Swift as a swordfish, Lann soon joined up with the encircling mbers.
Those who entered the water clearly possessed the ability to maneuver through the waves.
But that was just it—they were rely able to move.
In these surging waves, even with all their might, they could only vaguely maintain their positions and do little else.
In contrast, Lann was obviously much more professional.
Even throughout the process, he continuously held a harmonica in his mouth, playing a faint lody in tune with the rmaid’s humming.
The young rmaid seemingly caught onto this and swam more cheerfully, ceaselessly searching for the direction of this kindred spirit.
Even her dual-colored tailfin appeared even more vibrant.
…
In the next instant, as if a switch had been flipped, the winds and rain in the area abruptly ceased, and the surface of the water quickly cald.
Compared to the massive waves on the periphery, there was a kind of tranquil feeling, akin to the eye of a typhoon.
Clearly, Lann, the one in control of countering the storm, was responsible.
One evidence was that after he left, the boat he was on was no longer as stable as before, tossed continuously by the waves.
Fortunately, the remaining crew mbers, clearly not just speculative observers, promptly employed various ans to quickly catch up with the boat.
Faced with the sudden calm, the young rmaid seed to finally sense the danger.
And her response was notably agile.
A unique tremolo, like countless rippling waves, began and almost all encircling mbers’ movents simultaneously stalled, then slowed as if drunk.
Simultaneously, the rmaid’s form rapidly dove deeper, even her tailfin dimd, blending with the seawater, becoming indistinguishable.
Regrettably, in the next mont, a splash of brilliant red made her form noticeable again.
The rmaid’s shoulder and neck were pierced by a uniquely designed crossbow bolt.
And at the end of the bolt, a material indistinct line extended all the way to the hand of one of the Hunters.
This line was evidently quite sturdy as, amidst painful cries, the rmaid struggled violently, but only managed to dye the seawater red with her blood.
Only then did Lann stop playing the harmonica and made a gesture.
“Act quickly, the blood is still valuable.”
…
Evidently, the Night Watchman genuinely does not recomnd hunting rmaids!
Watching the scene unfold, Fu Qian thought to himself.
Encountering such an innocent young rmaid, given just the earlier situation, this team was fully capable of capturing her unhard.
Yet Lann clearly had no intention of doing so, instead opting for the most efficient and sure solution.
Probably because the Night Watchman strictly commands as the risks of live rmaid transactions are excessively high.
If I’m not mistaken, this rmaid will likely soon be dissected and cut into various materials on the ship.
Of course, that is the ideal plan.
…
Very quickly, the rmaid was locked and brought over.
From the outset of the expedition, the Hunters were unquestionably in high spirits.
However, they were clearly professional and didn’t rush to celebrate. Instead, they first tossed the rmaid onto the ship, and even followed Lann’s teaching to stop its bleeding to prevent further waste.
With Lann’s return, the ship had once again stabilized.
Excluding the earlier singing confrontation, the entire hunting process lasted only a few minutes.
Trapped in a desperate situation, the little rmaid still hadn’t given up hope. Under the gaze of nurous Hunters, it even opened its mouth wide, showing its sharp teeth, trying to create the most intimidating effect possible.
Unfortunately, its slightly slender body, along with its tail stained in three colors by blood, greatly diminished this intimidation.
“Rest assured, I will make you suffer as little as possible.”
Lann ca forward at this ti, shaking the harmonica in his hand.
“And I will completely remove your throat, allowing your voice to resonate for many more years.”
Bang!
Before the rmaid could respond to this brutal assurance, a slight burst of noise suddenly erupted, sounding like a balloon popping.
Almost instantly, a splash of green swept across the entire ship, spreading a sweet, fishy scent.
Caught off guard, almost everyone saw flickers of phosphorescent green on themselves.
“Is this, Curse Abyss?”
Lann slled his arm, his face turning grave in an instant.
“How could this thing be on the ship!”
The next mont he abruptly looked up, and after searching to no avail, his gaze locked onto the only woman on the ship, also the only one wearing a mask.
“Where is Delanlay?”
“Isn’t she right—”
The latter instinctively looked to the side, then froze.
“You were supposed to watch him, and yet you didn’t even notice sothing like this being brought onboard…”
Lann’s gaze looked ravenous.
“The blood of Curse Abyss will attract things we can’t deal with!”
“Shall we return now?”
The team mbers seed to understand the severity and soone imdiately suggested.
“It’s too far, we would be caught midway, that’s a sure death.”
The negligent woman shook her head this ti.
“Then what do we do?”
“Keep moving forward.”
She pointed towards the distance.
Continue moving forward…
Everyone subconsciously pondered, then simultaneously gasped in shock.
“You’re crazy! Going further is the Sea of Ashes, that’s just another certain death.”
“There’s an island there. As long as we don’t venture too deep, unless we’re extrely unlucky, we should have enough ti to neutralize what’s on us.”
“It’s still too dangerous…”
It was clear that not many agreed with this insane idea, and everyone turned their gaze towards Lann.
Hmm…
He didn’t rush to deny it, instead taking a conflicted deep breath.
Unfortunately, before he could even finish his breath, the ship suddenly shook.
What’s going on…
Before anyone could understand the situation, a huge tentacle broke through the water and attacked.
The one holding the rmaid didn’t even grunt before his body was violently contorted, swept into the sea along with the spoil.
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