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An hour ago, Thorn Ridge, on the Inland Sea of ​​Amprofjord.

An old wet and blackened single-masted fishing boat is making use of the tide and night wind to return to Ampro Port along the calm surface of the inland sea.

The sea breeze at night is very cool, and the calm sea surface under the night sky is like a mirror with water mist, calm and peaceful, but also a little hazy and mysterious.

As the distance got closer, the orange light emitted by the fishing port lighthouse was clearly visible, which made the seven or eight fishermen on the fishing boat feel a little more at ease.

"We're almost home!"

The middle-aged captain Dave raised his head and took a sip of ale, and said happily, "Today is another peaceful day! Our boat of bluefin fish is worth at least seven or eight gold franks, enough for us to drink gold ale for a whole year !"

As an old fisherman who inherited his father's business, Dave has been fishing in this inland sea for more than 20 years. In the past, every time he sailed, he could catch one or two bluefin fish, which was already a rewarding experience.

But this year when the fishing season just arrived, he took a few buddies and caught more than 20 adult bluefin fish in one trip. This is simply an unprecedented harvest!

Is it really the result of the God of Light who has just been preached here, who has spirits in the sky, and blesses our fishermen?

But as soon as this idea came up, Captain Dave shook his head and couldn't help but smile in his heart.

How can there be any god of light in this world? It's just those dignitaries who use it to deceive ordinary people like them. Even if there is, that god of light will only bless those powerful people.

"Neil, my old chap, you've prayed enough, come and have a drink with us, we'll be home soon."

Captain Dave, who was leaning on the mast post, raised his oak wine glass and yelled loudly to his old friend kneeling on the bow.

His old friend Neil is an old fisherman who is about the same age as his father. He has rich fishing experience and is very friendly, but he is very superstitious.

Before and after going to sea, it is really troublesome to pray to the god of sea and tide.

"Dave, my friend, we must treat the ocean in awe. As long as we don't set foot on land, our lives are still in the hands of Sea God."

Old Neil with a white beard turned his head, looked at Dave and the crew, and said with awe in his eyes, "Dave, and everyone, have you forgotten? Today is the sea festival day, and today is the sea festival!"

The sea festival is like a terrifying forbidden word, which made Dave and several crew members, who were drinking and relaxing, feel panic in their hearts, and the expressions on their faces froze.

"Old Neil don't mention any more sea festivals!"

Captain Dave's tone was a little annoyed, he interrupted Old Neil, and yelled, "This year, the Church of Light and the new Lord Earl have completely banned the sea festival. We are protected by the God of Light, and we no longer need to take children to the sea festival! And, and... We haven't seen those things in Port Ampro, already, for many years, so don't mention them any more!"

In fact, later on, Dave didn't believe his own words, and he didn't believe that the so-called God of Light would come to the sea to protect poor fishermen like them.

But the sea festival was too cruel. Like most of the residents in the town, he didn't want to see innocent children because of the sea festival being mutilated to death.

"Ah!" Seemingly realizing that the sea festival was too cruel, Old Neil sighed slightly, stopped talking about the sea festival, turned to face the calm and vast sea, and continued to chant and pray.

Captain Dave was the same as the others, silent, drinking ale dully.

It seems that because of the mention of the sea festival, everyone felt a little uncomfortable, and the surrounding atmosphere became a little dull.

But they don't care, they can get home at most ten nautical miles ahead, as long as they set foot on the dry coast, who cares about those things in the sea?

"Gentlemen, let's hoist our sails."

Perhaps out of inner conflict, the captain Dave put down the ale in his hand, yelled at the sailors, and planned to raise the sails to speed up the return voyage, so as to leave the sea that dreaded him as soon as possible.

But just at this moment, the night sky that was originally bright with stars and moons suddenly dimmed.

The sky in the distance seemed to be raining, a large area of ​​darkness.

At some point on the sea, layers of water mist rose up, everywhere was a haze, even the bright lighthouse in the distance became blurred at this moment, looming.

The fishing boat that was originally gliding quietly on the sea seemed to be abandoned by the land at this moment, drifting alone on the sea.

"Why, what's going on? Come on, it's foggy?"

Captain Dave looked around, feeling a little guilty.

Obviously the land was about ten nautical miles away, but now it felt farther and farther away, as if they were being dragged back to the deep sea by some terrible force.

The intense fear stemming from the unknown made almost everyone on board tremble.

The crew began to riot, and the sea became more and more violent. Everyone, including the captain Dave, was a little panicked and at a loss.

At this time, Old Neil, who was kneeling and praying at the bow, hurriedly stood up. He lay on the side of the boat, looked at the churning black waves below, and then shouted in horror: "The sea monster! Yes, it is the sea monster! Hurry up... ..."

But before Old Neil finished speaking, a huge head suddenly protruded from the sea, opened its mouth and bit off half of Old Neil's body.

Sea water full of fishy smell. With the blood sprayed out, the deck was pattered red.

Captain Dave collapsed to the ground with a thump, and the orange ale in his hand spilled all over his body like urine.

He looked at the head of a giant beast with dark blue flesh scales, bony spurs and horns, like a dragon, and his heart fell to the bottom instantly.

"Big, sea snake, Viska!"

Captain Dave whispered a fisherman's legendary, almost taboo name.

According to legend, it is a monster raised by the sea lord. No matter who it is, if it encounters this monster in the vast sea, there is absolutely no possibility of surviving!

"Snoring!"

The sea snake swallowed half of Old Neil's body, and then a terrifying low bark sounded like a wild beast.

At this moment, time seems to stand still!

In this churning sea water, the sea snake slowly straightened its ferocious head.

Its body is really too big, the head just sticking out of the water is bigger than Dave's fishing boat!

Especially being so closely stared at by the eerie eyes of this giant beast, the blood of Dave and his crew almost froze.

Death seemed inevitable.

As the head of the sea snake raised high, it roared down, and the small fishing boat was instantly dragged into the icy seabed.

"Woo!"

The strong wind began to howl, the heavy rain poured down, and one after another surged on the sea, huge waves like mountain peaks.

If you observe carefully, you can find that in the huge waves, apart from the sea snake Viska, which is as graceful as a dragon, groups of murloc monsters with long claws, sharp teeth, and covered with blue-gray scales and webs are following the big waves. Behind the sea snake, riding the huge waves, it flew all the way to Ampuro Port at high speed.

Undoubtedly, these murloc monsters are exactly what Captain Dave and Old Neil said about the terrifying deep-sea races, the natural enemies of humans on the sea, sea monsters!

This custom has always been circulated among the fishermen in Port Ampro.

Every year when the fishing season comes, all fishermen must be gathered to hold a sea festival. During the sea festival, a large number of precious things on land, including living children, must be dedicated to the great sea lord, otherwise people who go fishing will suffer punishment from the sea.

This has been the customary rule for hundreds of years.

However, the Church of Light, which had just preached to this small town this year, and the newly appointed Earl Blake Lytton jointly issued a decree to ban this cruel custom.

In addition, the residents of the town have been deeply poisoned by this custom over the years, so most of the townspeople expressed their support, as long as the great God of Light can protect them from being poisoned by the sea monster.

But now, the revenge from the sea monster finally came.

"Huh!"

Like a sudden tsunami, the huge waves set off by the sea snake Viska rushed into the fishing port of Ampro.

Rows of fishing boats docked at the edge of the fishing port, under the impact of a tsunami-like huge wave, seemed to be slapped into the sky by a giant slap, and burst into pieces one after another. Some even directly crossed the port and fell directly into the town.

The crowd exploded instantly.

Those old fishermen who were smoking and chatting in the port tavern were the first to suffer.

The huge waves directly flattened the entire port. This old tavern, which opened in the port and specialized in serving fishermen, and its customers were all washed away by the waves and completely submerged in the sea water immediately.

However, more terrifying things are yet to come.

Viska, the sea snake, was the first to rush to the shore on the huge waves.

It has a huge body of nearly 100 meters, with a pair of broad fin-like claws on its chest. As it rushed to the shore, its long tail swept away, and the lighthouse on the shore was swept away and destroyed by it.

And its purpose is not only that, after landing, it wriggled its ferocious snake body, like a rampaging container truck, rushing straight towards the town of Anpro, destroying all the way.

In addition, following the sea snake, thousands of ugly sea monsters also swarmed onto the coast.

These monsters from the deep sea followed behind the sea snake and rushed towards the small town. There are a huge number of them, they kill people when they see them, they destroy things when they see them, they act bloodthirsty and ferocious, they are extremely ferocious, and they are completely ready to destroy the entire town.

The whole town fell into hell in an instant, wailing everywhere.

Of course, Port Amplo also has its viscount and guards, but Port Amplo is a peaceful and rich fishing port town located in the southwest bay of Thorn Ridge. famous sea view.

In Yugang Town, the resident population is no more than 20,000, and there are about five or six hundred standing guards, half of whom are from the Knights Templar of the Church of Light.

As for the strong? There is no one in this small fishing port who is stronger than level four.

"Sea, Siren!"

At this time, the Viscount who led the guards came, caught sight of the sea snake rushing towards the town, took a deep breath, turned around and ran away, taking half of the guards along the way.

Only more than 200 Templars, with their firm responsibilities and beliefs, stood at the front line of defending the people.

These Templar knights are well-equipped, with heavy helmets and armor, steel swords and long shields, and their individual combat capabilities are obviously much higher than those of the ugly and primitive sirens.

It's just that in the face of tens of thousands of sea monsters and the terrifying sea serpent Viska, the resistance of this small group of Templar knights seems like a drop in the bucket.

It didn't take long for Ivan, the holy priest who commanded the Templars, to be dispersed by a large group of sea monsters.

Facing the crying and wailing people around him, and facing the large crowd rushing towards him, the young pastor had no choice but to beg the great God of Light for help and protection with the most sincere faith.

Now, this firm prayer is passing through the channel of faith to Wu Hui, who has just arrived in the Kingdom of God.

Wu Hui hurriedly used the Eye of God to look towards Port Amplo, and was immediately shocked by the tragedy that happened in the town.

The entire fishing port town was in a panic, with destruction and destruction everywhere.

Right now, not only the residents of the small town are dying, but the Templars he has cultivated with great difficulty are also suffering casualties, especially the big basilisk, which is rampant in the small town and cannot be stopped. If you touch it, you will die.

If this continues, won't the small town he worked so hard to build be completely destroyed in the hands of these ugly monsters?

"Saint Luke, what are you waiting for?"

Wu Hui's tone was not kind, and he pointed at the sea snake that was killing all directions, "These heretics dare to kill even the believers of the god, so hurry up and kill them for the god!"

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