Chapter 899: Chapter 580 Mist Island (Requesting Monthly Tickets!)
“Ugh ah ah!”
The three or four ters tall fish-headed monster struggled desperately among the rotting fish, its scales and flesh being gnawed off, oozing pus and blood.
Countless rotten fish bit into its flesh, like strips of dried fish hanging, and no matter how it struggled, it was futile.
“Boone! It’s all your fault! You killed my family and forced to beco a pirate, living on the edge of despair!”
The anglerfish captain roared in anguish.
Even when he used his Sequence Ability to beco a Diver, he was still no match for Boone. His pirates were also being quickly defeated.
“I want you to pay for everything!!”
The anglerfish captain shouted, enduring his injuries, charging forward recklessly.
His massive webbed claws crushed the crab cages and railings on the shore, smashing barrels and crates into pieces with a booming crash.
Boone watched coldly, pulling out a magic wand made of sea lion phallic bone, and cast an eerie spell at the anglerfish captain.
Buzz!
The murky seawater transford into several tentacle whips, fiercely lashing the fish-headed monster, pushing it back dozens of ters.
Boom!
Wherever the tentacles struck the anglerfish captain’s body, countless disgusting fish eggs sprouted, with tiny shadows wriggling inside, full of malice.
He seed to be suffering unimaginable pain, rolling violently, falling back into the rotten fish, screaming and wailing, finally being completely subrged.
Boone watched coldly, exhaling a long breath.
The tentacle spell and the ability to summon the rotten fish were both knowledge he had learned from the family heirloom “Mystery of the Deep Sea.”
This book contains vast and unparalleled deep-sea magic, the highest and most profound of the “Madman School”, and also the Charles family’s treasure… Boone had only glimpsed a corner of it, easily reaching Sequence Five, but the book had much more he couldn’t understand, even feeling extrely dangerous.
The reason the “Madman School” was hunting him down was because of this book!
“The captain is dead!”
“The anglerfish captain was killed by Boone!”
“Run!”
The remaining pirates, realizing their leader was now just bones in the rotten fish, snapped out of their plundering trance and hurried towards the sea.
But Boone had no intention of letting them escape. Holding a stony fish sculpture in his left hand, he pointed his wand with his right, summoning the rotten fish to swarm and bite the pirates to death.
Soon after.
The shore was silent, only the wailing sound of fla and sea breeze, as if crying.
Boone, exhausted, was about to turn and leave when he seed to sense sothing, frowning, he walked towards a small fishing boat by the pier.
He quickly froze.
For from behind the boat’s deck, a girl’s head slowly erged, her long dark green hair framing an exceedingly beautiful face, timidly looking at him.
Boone had never seen such a beautiful girl.
At the sa ti, he could clearly feel that deep-sea blood flowed through her… To be precise, it was the sa bloodline as his.
“What’s your na? Why are you here?”
Boone asked solemnly.
“Lucy, my na is Lucy Payne… I don’t know why I’m here either, but there’s a voice guiding , as if there’s sothing I must do…”
Lucy said in confusion.
Boone’s expression changed slightly, as if thinking of sothing.
“You’re also a descendant of that one…”
He showed various expressions, ultimately giving a bitter smile.
“I’ll take you to a safe place to hide, if anyone cos looking for you, don’t show yourself easily, not everyone is like … In any case, the situation is dangerous now, do you understand?”
Lucy nodded, seemingly understanding.
She carefully prepared to get off the fishing boat but was stopped by Boone.
“We’ll row to Mist Island; it may be strange, but it’s far safer than the mainland… I happen to have so personal business there, so I’ll take you along.”
Boone said, getting into the small fishing boat, then skillfully rowing, turning the boat, and heading away from the shore.
Lucy didn’t speak throughout, her face full of tension and anxiety.
As the Explorer Islands gradually disappeared from view.
Boone hesitated while paddling, then asked:
“My na is Boone Charles, you can call Boone… Miss Lucy, did you also have that dream?”
Lucy was initially stunned, then hurriedly nodded.
“Yes, in the dream there was a huge shadow that told I must attend a carnival…”
Boone’s face darkened, speaking in a raspy voice after a while:
“That was the sub-god of the Sea God Eternal Sleeper, His Majesty Dagon… What he ntioned was the ‘Honor Carnival.'”
“Honor Carnival?”
Seeing Lucy’s confusion, Boone explained:
“The Sea God Eternal Sleeper has many descendants, but only a few can awaken the mythical bloodline, each awakener having their unique special abilities… For instance, I possess a strong comprehension ability and resistance to pollution.”
As he spoke, Boone felt particularly grateful for his gift.
Otherwise, just opening the family heirloom “Mystery of the Deep Sea” could have polluted him on the spot with that terrifying knowledge, let alone understanding or learning it…
“And you, I guess your special ability might be in charm; when I first saw you, I instinctively felt a sense of closeness, even possessiveness…”
Boone said with a bitter smile.
He shook his head, and his tone beca serious again.
“Awakeners like you and , a total of nine, will mutually attract and get close to each other… and then in this carnival, we will fight to the death until the final victor is determined; only then can one receive the blessing of the Eternal Sleeper.”
Lucy appeared a bit nervous; she looked at Boone.
“So, are you planning to kill ?”
Boone took a deep breath and turned his gaze towards the distant sea.
The surrounding mist grew thicker and thicker, visibility was very low, but Boone seed to have so special thod to determine direction and continued to row.
He sighed and whispered:
“You misunderstood, Miss Lucy… Although I long for the blessing of the Sea God, I do not enjoy senseless killing. Actually, like you, I don’t really want to participate in this so-called ‘Honor Carnival’ because I have my own mission and unfinished wishes.”
Boone’s gaze was distant.
He couldn’t help but think of his wife and daughter, who were once the love of his life, yet after finding the family heirloom “Mystery of the Deep Sea,” he got engrossed.
Busy running around, he absorbed the book’s knowledge while searching for more books for verification, thus neglecting his family… leading to the shipwreck accident where his wife and daughter tragically died while searching for him.
Boone deeply regretted.
But he did not give up hope.
Because he firmly believed that hidden within the “Mystery of the Deep Sea” was powerful magic for resurrecting ordinary people, but that knowledge was too profound and obscure for him to grasp at the mont.
Now he was heading to Mist Island to unlock the family legacy hidden there, preparing for his Saint Ritual… as long as he advances to higher ranks, he would definitely learn the art of resurrection and reunite with his wife and daughter.
Although his father and grandfather had repeatedly warned him that the Charles family legacy contained a Curse, not to be recklessly used. But Boone missed his wife and daughter so much, he was determined to board the Howard and return here once again.
“Sorry, I misunderstood you, Mr. Boone.”
Lucy quickly apologized.
Boone shook his head indifferently.
The two fell silent for a mont.
Boone solemnly cautioned:
“The Explorer Islands are not far from the Mist Islands; we should arrive around dusk. Once ashore, rember not to speak loudly… everything there is quite bizarre.”
Lucy nodded nervously.
Seeing this, Boone softened his tone and reassured:
“Of course, as long as you are cautious, Mist Island is actually quite a safe place.”
“Are there people living up there?”
Lucy asked curiously.
“Yes.”
Boone said solemnly.
He paused for a mont, then added:
“And not just people.”
Lucy’s breath hitched.
Boone did not speak again but silently continued to row; the small boat passed through the dense mist on the vast and deep sea surface.
High above, Chen Lun walked leisurely.
Following the small boat northward with ease.
Boone and Lucy’s conversation was not loud, the vast mist seed to swallow up the sound, yet even separated by a thousand ters, he heard every word precisely.
‘Honor Carnival…’
Under Chen Lun’s hat, his eyes reflected contemplation.
‘Didn’t expect Lucy to possess the bloodline of the True God of the Deep Sea; I couldn’t discover it at first… perhaps prior to awakening, this bloodline was completely hidden, even the panel couldn’t Scout it, but it also explains why her Luck Points are so high due to special endownts.’
He understood the entire story.
Two spikes in Luck Points caused Lucy’s luck to inadvertently reach the threshold of 100, thus awakening the deep Eternal Sleeper bloodline and receiving the invitation to the “Honor Carnival…”
Ultimately getting guided here.
Just that Chen Lun noticed sothing unusual about her.
‘That kind of gaze isn’t Lucy; it resembles more another persona in disguise… could it be a new persona born along with the awakening?’
He mused to himself.
Later, in the afternoon.
The sunset’s glow seed to dye the sea surface red.
In the distance, the mist revealed faint glimpses of islands.
“We’re almost there, Miss Lucy, just ahead is Mist Island…”
Boone quickened his rowing pace and smiled.
Chen Lun directed his gaze, overseeing the small boat and misted sea surface, suddenly recalling the illusions triggered while observing the “Octopus Stone Sculpture” two days ago… the sa misty sea surface, the sa distant, faint islands.
‘Indeed connected, Mist Island…’
He mused, suddenly letting out a mild sound.
For in Chen Lun’s macro view from above, the gradually approaching Mist Islands resembled a series of arc-shaped, orderly points.
On both sides of the arc-shaped main island were two symtrical bays.
At a glance…
It seed like the back and wings of so colossal creature.
But lacking a head and tail.
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