Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 183 Catching Big Fish

The earliest version of the ghost ship is just a shell of his soul.

After joining the Hall of Valor, Nether Cannon, and [The Devourer] one after another, everything changed.

Of course, this did not prevent Mark from fishing before going into the sea.

The icy sea in February is still cold and windy. On the stern deck, a phonograph in the shape of a golden morning glory is playing the melodious [Country Yin Music].

The music sounded very nice, but because of the appearance of the four apocalyptic knights, it became as uncomfortable as this gloomy and ghostly weather.

The three apocalyptic knights knelt on the deck in a kneeling posture, only [War Knight] Gu Xin, like a fearless and unyielding hero, stood upright in front of Mark.

Uh, if ignoring the ectoplasmic flagpole he's poking through his lower back makes him look like a frog waiting to be dissected...

"Guxin! Let me ask you, are you convinced?" Mark sat on the front seat, resting his cheek on his left hand, and looked at the prisoner who brought him the Demon God General with an intriguing expression.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo (I am here)!"

Mark's expression froze: "Very good! He is indeed a war knight! He really is a strong man!"

"Woo woo woo! (I'm not, I don't!)" Gu Xin struggled for a while.The severe pain caused by the tearing of the soul is nothing.Looking at Mark's face that seemed harmless to humans and animals, but who had killed many heroes of the evil faction, Gu Xin knew that he would definitely suffer.

"Come on! Work!" Mark clapped his hands, and the two strong men, Ren and Conrad, immediately stepped forward, took down the extremely hard-working Gu Xin, tied it quickly to a thick rope, and threw it into the sea.

If you look carefully, you will find that this so-called rope is actually a spiritual thread connecting his soul and the blood moon card.

Well, the thick version of Lingsi.

In essence, this is no different from the thighs on Gu Xin's spiritual body.

As long as the blood moon card is still in Mark's hand, Gu Xin's soul core cannot escape.

"Plop" a sound of falling into the water.

The bodies of the other three Apocalypse Knights trembled slightly at the same time.

Just like loan sharks, they don't necessarily want to get back every loan shark. Sometimes, publicly killing the most disobedient one can save them a little trouble when collecting money from other hard-working people.

This is killing chickens and monkeys.

Interestingly, the worse Gussin was, the more excited the girls from the big families of Bolivar were.

Perhaps this is the resentment brought about by the entrusted non-human beings, but Fan Guxin was strong enough at the beginning, maybe the Bolivarians really have the possibility of independence under the hands of the Wright Empire.

Now, the worse Gu Xin is, the more fanatical admiration these girls have for Mark.

They no longer expect to be able to climb high branches like Rosalind, but even if they are nodding acquaintances with Mark, that's fine.

Mark ignored the hot eyes of these maids, and he used his spiritual vision to look at the deep sea through the relatively calm sea.

After being placed in the Hall of Valor and roasted slowly with the fire of the soul for so long, Gu Xin has long been glowing with a fragrance of soul from the inside out.

For demons, this kind of high-level Extraordinary soul is still an irresistible soul, and it has a fatal temptation.

In order to get the 'fish' to take the bait, Mark even threw Botis, the Demon God, twenty kilometers away to mold it.

At the stern of the Caribbean, there was a fishing rod for writing, which was actually a fishing rod with a thick metal mast with a bowl mouth, hanging Gu Xin like this, and let him sink to the bottom of the water at a depth of [-] meters.

Conrad and the others are responsible for guarding the fishing rods.

Mark was in a cabin towards the stern, holding a newspaper, looking out through the floor-to-ceiling glass from time to time, and calling Rosalie.

Fishing, most of the time is a very boring waiting process.

For Mark, the most important thing about fishing is the result, not the process.

He knew, too, that when they caught a big fish, those anglers usually got some sort of anomia and couldn't remember where they were without walking around town for three hours and visiting all their brothers' houses.

Mark had never caught a big fish.He only knows that he is reluctant to let the child (knight) catch the wolf (big fish).

[-] meters underwater.

"Woooooooo! (Mark, I must kill you! Throw your soul into purgatory, and give you back the pain I have suffered a thousand times!)"

On the boat on the water, the three Apocalypse Knights knelt there like stone sculptures.

Moved?
Don't dare to move!Don't dare to move!
When Gu Xin's cursing soul voice came up intermittently from the bottom of the water, some subtle changes took place on the calm bottom of the sea.

The wind and waves at sea are rarely transmitted to the deep sea.

Only the fixed ocean current is the biggest driving force to promote the flow of sea water.

However, Gu Xin's activity caused commotion in this seemingly dead sea.

"Huh? (Huh?)" Gu Xin below was the first to notice something was wrong.

The sea is too silent.

It was as silent as the deep sea, without sound or light.

This is absolutely not normal!

Just a few seconds ago, Guxin saw a large school of small fish swimming by not far from him.

All of a sudden, no matter whether it was the big fish or the small fish, or even the smallest krill, they all ran away frantically as if they were frightened by something, away from Guxin who was in the center.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" wailed Gu Xin.

From the invisible deep seabed, there seems to be some inexplicable horror rising up.

This is not an illusion!
The sea water suddenly became viscous, not only in the physical sense, but also in the spiritual world.

The original light spiritual power concentration in the seawater suddenly rose to an outrageous level.

Immediately, slowly, slowly, a mountain rose up from the bottom of the sea.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" like a flower girl cornered by gangsters into a small box.

What kind of mountain is this?

This is clearly a mountain of tentacles composed of countless octopus tentacles as thick as a 32-pound gun barrel!

Gu Xin never felt that he had any troubles [deep sea phobia], and now he firmly believes that he has it.

Through the dim water, he could already vaguely see the huge suckers on the inside of the purple-red tentacles.

What was wonderful was that Gu Xin suddenly discovered that the spiritual pillar that penetrated his body suddenly disappeared.

Even if he knew that this was the evil taste of the damned master who controlled his destiny——Mark, his instinctive fear of the deep sea still made him say nothing. A tentacle was cut off.

To his surprise, the sharp blade that could even split the steel ship's side of the Caribbean easily cut a section of tentacles, but it felt like a wooden sword had cut a thick car tire with ectoplasmic slime. The skin of the tentacles was so tough that the blade almost bounced back instead of being cut open.

One wrong move, one wrong move.

Gu Xin, who had lost his chance, had no time to launch the second blow, and was entangled in his spiritual body by another tentacle.

"what--"

The sharp pain from the end of the spiritual body almost knocked Gu Xin down on the spot.

The moment his left leg was bound, his left leg was broken at least 206 knots!
If he is a living person, in the medical concept, this is the so-called comminuted fracture.

This is just the beginning, not the end.

The thick tentacles entangled like poisonous snakes, violently stirring Gu Xin's spiritual body into a ball.

Under the terrifying torque in units of [tons], Gu Xin's face hit his butt hard, and the entire spiritual body folded and twisted in an inhuman posture.

It would be fine if it was just pure violence, bowl-sized suction cups came up one by one, sucking fiercely the spiritual matter that had been broken and split from Gu Xin's spiritual body.

This is tantamount to another Lingchi execution.

"Ahhh!" Gu Xin's uncontrollable scream passed through the water body of [-] meters and reached the surface of the sea.

The spiritual bodies of the three Apocalypse Knights kept shaking like chaff.

No one dared to look up at the young man who sat comfortably on the main seat.

While accepting a small biscuit fed by Rosalind with a green onion-like jade finger, Mark also received the black tea from Princess Marianne, and asked Yolanda to wipe his mouth for him, before Mark spoke calmly: "I'm not a devil either. As long as they serve me sincerely, I will give them the necessary respect. However, since there is someone who doesn't know how to flatter, I have no choice but to use him to fish."

fish!What a big fish!

When Conrad tied Gusin's soul thread to the winch at the stern and turned on the electric winch, the stern of the whole ship suddenly sank.

In the distance, the mortal crew members who were transferred to the icebreaker looked at the strange state of the Caribbean in astonishment.

For a moment, they almost thought that the Caribbean would be pulled down by the underwater monster.

Fortunately, the tonnage and buoyancy of the boat are there.

The waterline at the stern sank only two meters, and immediately the stern rose again.

The one in the deep sea seemed unwilling to let such a delicious bait run away, and actually caught up with the water surface.
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ps: The family has entered the drug ring.It's a bit annoying.

(End of this chapter)