"Oh. That's too bad, but you can't leave."
The middle aged man spoke and when Corey looked at him with a calm expression, he spotted a slight grin on the man's lips.
"I an, you're the fish we have to catch which will rake in lots of money for us."
Just as the middle aged man spoke, a surprised expression appeared on his face when he saw Corey dive into the water without hesitation, not even waiting for him to act or continue his words.
"And where do you think you're going?"
The middle aged man spoke and after he spoke, he waved his left hand and a large black net appeared in the air.
He waved his left hand and in the next instant, the large black net dived into the water and chased after Corey.
anwhile Corey who was trying to go far away from the middle aged man had a calm expression as he tried to think of a way or ways he could use to escape and survive.
At first, he had the idea of him bringing out another speed boat to escape, but the ti required for the speed boat to start the ignition would beco a major problem for him and would definitely not allow him to escape.
So dismissing that idea, he decided to dive deep into the black sea while thinking of ways to escape and survive.
And a few seconds later, an idea ca to Corey's head and after thinking about it, he decided to implent the idea.
With an image of an anchor in his mind, Corey activated the ring of mimicry and a second later, part of his mana depleted and his body felt extrely heavy.
Another second passed and the speed of Corey's descent increased drastically.
A few seconds passed and just when Corey was thinking he was probably deep enough, his eyes caught sight of sothing unusual in the dark water, but before he could react, the unusual object appeared in front of him and to his shock, he saw a large black net appear around him.
He stretched out his right hand, wanting to bring out the ancient spear from his spatial ring, but just as he stretched out his right hand, the black net shrinked and reduced the distance between them at an extrely fast speed.
In the blink of an eye, the black net appeared a few centiters away from his flesh and in the next instant, it wrapped around Corey, not granting Corey any room to move.
"Shit."
Corey cursed with a frustrated expression and just as he cursed, he was pulled upwards at a fast speed.
'Even when I ca to the black sea to avoid humans, I still t them.'
Corey sighed inwardly and so seconds later, he appeared on the ship and in front of him was the middle aged man with a slight grin on his lips.
"I don't know how you expected to escape after I placed a tracking spell on you."
The middle aged man spoke with slight amusent in his tone and Corey frowned slightly.
"Are you guys part-"
With a calm expression, Corey spoke but just as he was speaking, he stopped and his pupils constricted when he saw the middle aged man in front of him disappear in front of his eyes.
'What?'
Just as this thought passed through Corey's mind, the world in front of Corey spun and with a this, Corey fell unto the floor unconscious.
"Fishes like you are the most troubleso.
They'll have one sche or plan to make sure they escape and survive.
I've experienced it one too many tis to make sure that doesn't happen again."
The middle aged man spoke with a calm expression and his right hand in a chopping manner.
Using his extrely high speed, he was able to disappear from Corey's vision. He went behind Corey and gave him a chop to his neck, effectively knocking him out.
After speaking, the middle aged man brought out a pipe for smoking from his inventory.
"Captain."
After the middle aged man blew a puff of his smoke from his lips, a voice reached his ears causing him to turn his head towards the source.
"What is it?"
The captain asked, looking at his second in command and if Corey was awake, he would be slightly surprised because the second in command was the sa man he tried Record on but didn't work.
The second in command was although short, even shorter than Corey, he was way bigger, more buff and had a bald head with tattoos on his face and arms.
He was wearing only a white singlet with black shorts and no footwear.
"I think this fish is wanted by the temple of flas.
Should we give him to the temple of flas, or we should give him to the Underworld?"
Hearing the words of his second in command, the middle aged man frowned as he looked at the unconscious Corey on the floor.
A pondering expression appeared on his face for so seconds before he replied:
"We take him to the Underworld.
We're behind our quota because of that titanic abomination and the consequences would be dire if we don't deliver to the Underworld."
The old man spoke and a slightly nervous expression appeared on his face when he thought of the consequences due to not satisfying the Underworld.
The second in command also shuddered slightly thinking of the consequences.
He looked at the unconscious Corey on the floor and an expression filled with disdain appeared on his face.
"Although you were smart and wise in not trusting us, you're just took weak to ever be of a threat.
From the mont we saw you, your were destined to beco a fish we would catch.
I an, we're fishers of n, not fishers of fish or monsters.
From now on, your life is going to be like never before."
With a soft chuckle filled with mockery, amusent and disdain, the second in command left leaving Corey who was wrapped up in a net while been unconscious.
And just like the second in command said, Corey's life was never going to be the sa after he goes to the Underworld.
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