Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 712: Chapter 322: Ebb Tide and Forgiveness

The fishmen who once crushed him in the sea like playing with children, he can now defeat with just one hand.

Except for the fishman leader, the Sea Abyss God Da Gang, he is already the strongest among the fishmen.

He has seen too much in the deep sea and challenged various deep sea races. Now he can confidently say that he has conquered the sea.

The Lord and the leader are the gods of the sea, then he is the king of the sea.

Now, the king of the ocean wants to return to the land, making those landlubbers taste the nightmare he once experienced.

He enjoys this feeling very much; those who have been soaked by rain must flip all the umbrellas of the passersby.

Ernst landed with more than thirty of his most trusted and strongest subordinates among the fishmen at the Briff dock.

The sea followed behind them, and wherever they passed, it would be swallowed by the black ocean.

When they killed all the island’s resisters and transformed the survivors into fishmen, Briff Island would completely sink.

Ernst passed through the dock and truly stood on Briff Island.

He shook his body, and the seawater flowed down along the scales, forming a puddle under his feet.

The next moment, his footing vanished, and he fell into a body of seawater.

After excluding the possibility of him collapsing the ground and falling into the sea, he quickly realized that someone was using the seawater against him.

Ernst, upon discovering this, almost laughed aloud. What a joke, didn’t the opponent know he was a fishman?

Except for the master’s palace, he had entered even the deepest trenches; what sea had he not seen? Entering the water, he felt like coming home.

But it wasn’t long before he realized something was wrong; he had really never seen the sea before him.

Here was filled with the purest darkness.

The fishman’s eye structure was special, able to see the seabed where light couldn’t penetrate, yet in this sea, he couldn’t perceive anything.

Not just vision, his hearing, smell, and touch were also being lost.

To say it was a sea area was more like saying it was a void.

What made him panic more was, after the sound around him gradually disappeared, he began to hear sounds from within his body.

He could hear his heart beating, blood flowing, and air moving inside him as he breathed.

Finally, he heard his brain talking.

The sound became more dense, louder, and increasingly incomprehensible.

Before his brain drove him mad, he realized he had never really conquered the sea; compared to the enemy who trapped him in this sea, he was far inferior.

Even the gap was more exaggerated than when he first encountered the fishmen while he was still human.

”Please, spare my life, I am willing to surrender!”

”I can do anything, as long as I can survive!”

This is the pirate’s way; surrender is not shameful, dying is.

Everyone has failures; even the legendary pirate kings have failures, many of whom have been captured and enslaved or nearly hanged by the navy.

The reason they become legends isn’t because of their strength or rich experience at sea; it’s because they survive after failure.

Ernst’s response was endless silence and darkness.

Just as he had given up, ready to follow the voices in his head and end himself, he suddenly felt a pain in his mouth, then a strong force pulled him rapidly.

When he came to his senses, he had already left that dark sea area and returned to Briff Island.

A fish hook hung from his lips; following the fishing line, he saw a hulking man with a fishing rod walking toward him.

Wu Chang True Self said coldly, ”If you want to live, don’t resist, open your consciousness.”

Ernst was familiar with this routine and obediently complied without a moment’s hesitation.

While opening up, he didn’t forget to remind, ”There’s already a mark in my mind; if you add another, it might weaken the effect.”

Wu Chang paused for a moment, and a few seconds later, a beam of light shot out from the Great Cathedral and into Ernst’s mind.

The mark left by Da Gang was instantly purified by Erin.

Then Wu Chang used Mind Resonance to carve his mark into Ernst’s mind.

Having the black-purple pearl wasn’t safe; who knows if the Evil God Remains would cancel its passage permission after finding out Da Gang died; the most reliable way was to have a fish traitor as an insider.

With Ernst, there’s no worry about finding Deep Sea City.

He waved to signal Ernst to leave, go to the sea to wait, then began fishing out fishmen who had died in the Blind Abyss, consuming their vitality.

Peaceful Town is ultimately just a C-Level instance; the natives are still too weak.

The thirty-five powerful fishmen each provided only 1.5 strength, allowing True Self to stack the Strength Attribute to 216.

Though the quality was lacking a bit, it made up for it in quantity.

True Self transformed into a Sea Giant, morphing into a 400-meter-tall sea beast, beginning the hunt around Briff Island’s coastline.

Five minutes later, he swallowed the last landing fishman’s vitality and shook his head disdainfully at a pathetic increase of 0.2.

With such abundant supply, the fishmen had pushed his strength to 300 points, but going further would bound him by the Desolate Realm Barrier.

Eating these low-level small fry isn’t enough to further stack strength.

He smacked his lips, needing to go for some bigger prey.

The big prey being targeted at this moment seemed drained of all strength, collapsed on the floor.

Da Gang’s widened dead fish eyes were filled with disbelief.

The sound of waves in the Great Cathedral was diminishing, the tide was retreating.