Move a Monster To Another World

　　 "Master, Finley is not easy!"

　　 After taking a hot shower, Finley ate bread and chewed pheasant legs while complaining: "A three-month journey...it's hard to say!"

　　 "Then speak slowly, don't worry."

　　 Gawain called Lancelot, Marcus, and the little maid Lena, and the four gathered in a table, eating breakfast and listening to Sir Murloc's story.

　　 Unfortunately there is no wine.

　　 A good story should be accompanied by a good wine!

　　 "It's like this..." Finley drank his mouth, sighed infinite sadness, his eyes began to loosen, his gaze began to dull, and his face that was already very vicissitudes of life was filled with the bitterness that tasted the warmth and warmth of the world.

　　 Three months ago, he left Jinsha Village and went to the beach along the Jinsha River, preparing to travel.

　　 As soon as I arrived at the beach, I was bullied by the indigenous murlocs!

　　 A group of native murlocs caught him and tortured him. Some murlocs wanted to do something to him. Of course, he refused to obey him, so he was beaten more severely.

　　 Fortunately, he is very capable, with an IQ as high as 150. He has tried all kinds of tricks to get the trust and friendship of the indigenous murlocs, learned their language, and got out of trouble.

　　 During the conversation with the indigenous murlocs, he heard the legend about the "deep sea treasure".

　　 It is said that there is a trench at least 10,000 feet deep in the deep seabed near the Isle of Terror, east of the mouth of the Death Valley in the eastern part of the Sudden Mountains.

　　 The fish people have said that there are intricate ancient caves in the deepest part of the trench, and the "son of the sea god" is buried in the cave.

　　 At that time, the "Sons of the Sea God", murlocs, naga, and other races were buried. I don't know how many treasures were sacrificed, and they were all buried in a sea cave.

　　 It is said that the treasures there can silence men and cry women, make the goblin trade king cry poor, and make the most greedy dragon sad.

　　 Why is there three thousand naga gathered on the island of terror?

　　 It is said that he was ordered by a big man to hit the treasure of the son of the sea god.

　　Countless years have passed. Murlocs and naga have been trying to salvage those treasures, but they have never succeeded.

　　Because in the depths of the trench, there are countless sea monsters asleep, guarding the tomb of the "son of the sea god".

　　 Those legendary sea monsters made no one dare to approach them.

　　 Finley is a member of the Azeroth Explorers Association. He never believed in any "Son of Poseidon", but this story still attracted him.

　　 So he traveled long distances, determined to travel far.

　　He didn't go ashore, because he knew it was terrifying on the shore. With his small size, as long as he was touched by a jackal, he would basically be dead.

　　 So he can only hike along the beach.

　　 I don’t know how many times I’ve been sleeping and sleeping, I don’t know how many times I’m in danger, and I lost all the ooze monsters. I finally came to the vicinity of the Terror Island, and I saw a lot of naga hovering above the trench!

　　Sometimes, you can still see the huge black shadow tumbling on the bottom of the sea, which is the deep blue fear hidden deep in the heart.

　　 Then, Finley was discovered by the naga.

　　 A few of them started to run away.

　　In the end, both the hydrologist and the angryfin tide hunter were killed, and he was the only one left.

　　 It took another month before he finally escaped back. Only he knew how much pain, struggle, torture, and the feeling of loneliness and powerlessness he had during the period.

　　 After saying this, Finley blinked, trying to squeeze out a tear.

　　 looks pitiful.

　　……

　　……

　　 A 10,000-foot trench?

　　 The tomb of the Son of the Sea God?

　　 Gao Wen's heart moved, and he glanced at Lancelot, and quickly asked: "Uncle Lancelot, has the Thousand Islands Principality been to Terror Island?"

　　 "Have you been to...?"

　　 Lancelot is obviously very uncertain: "I don't know much about the history of the Thousand Islands Principality, basically your mother told me. You know, with her, I am definitely not in the mood to hear her say this..."

　　 Okay, when I didn’t ask.

　　 Gao Wen rubbed his temples, thinking hard.

　　 Thousand Islands Principality should have been to Terror Island.

　　According to the Pendragon family’s claim, Terror Island is also a territory of the Thousand Islands Principality. In terms of administrative divisions, it belongs to Atonement Island and is under the direct jurisdiction of the Grand Duke, and its territory is sacred and inviolable.

　　 The Sea King is constantly sailing, and will patrol the border of the Sea King once a month, and the Terror Island is on the border of the Thousand Islands Principality. It stands to reason that the Sea King should go frequently.

　　 But this is not what Gawain cares about.

　　 He even wanted to know, before the Sea King, did the people of the Thousand Islands Principality have been to the Terror Island? Have they ever been...

　　 The underwater cave in the legend of the Murloc!

　　Time is eternal and terrible, obliterating everything.

No one can tell what happened a thousand years ago. Even if there is a documentary record, it is useless, because history is written by people. If some secrets are really involved, then it will not be spread at all, and at most it will be thousands of islands. Dagong and a few people know it.

　　 So, there is no need to probe.

　　 If you want to know, just check it out.

　　 "After lunch, we will leave."

　　 Gao Wen chuckled: "Uncle Lancelot, I won't take you this time. Ten thousand feet deep, none of you can go!"

　　 Ten thousand feet is more than three thousand meters.

　　 At such a deep place, the pressure is so strong that even a blue whale on the earth cannot dive.

Generally speaking, normal human diving can't stand a dozen meters deep, and twenty to thirty meters is great. Even a complete set of diving equipment is only two hundred meters at most. No one can withstand such a strong pressure. live.

　　 But this is the magical world. The physique of creatures far exceeds that of the earth, and the body structure is also very different. It is far more magical than the creatures on the earth.

　　 Not to mention, there is magic comparable to technology.

Everything is possible.

　　 is going to travel again at noon, Gao Wen must maintain the best condition, so he did not enter the adventure mode.

　　 With Sir Murloc, Gawain galloped on his horse and came to the beach.

　　 At first glance, I saw the huge mouth of an old shark!

　　 Surrounded by hundreds of murlocs, it stands out from the crowd. It is outstandingly talented and looks like the leader of the indigenous murlocs. Of course, the real leader is not it, but the old blind.

　　 In less than ten days, these guys relied on the advantage of force to become the leader of the murlocs in this area, and at the same time preaching, the total number of believers in Gaowen broke the two thousand mark and firmly moved towards three thousand.

　　 After all, the murlocs are not a powerful race. It is almost impossible to have a legendary existence. I don't know if Atonement Island has it or not. Even if it does, it doesn't matter.

　　 So as long as the old blind eye and the old shark mouth are given long enough to rule all the murlocs on the island of Atonement, it will definitely not be a problem.

　　 "How deep can the murloc dive?" Gao Wen asked.

　　 "...a thousand feet?" The old blind was uncertain, mainly because he hadn't dived so deep.

　　Most murlocs live in shallow seas, and naga and sea monsters have the ability to occupy the deep sea.

　　Of course, some of the more special murloc races can dive into the deep sea of ​​thousands of feet, but the native murlocs here are definitely not among them.

　　 And the ability to dive is not only related to body structure, but also to physical fitness.

　　 Lao Blind Eyes has excellent physical fitness, and his diving ability is definitely much stronger than that of ordinary Murlocs. Of course, Lao Shark’s mouth is stronger.

　　 "Continue to work hard~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Set a small goal for you: strive to expand to five thousand within half a month."

　　 Gao Wen exhorted, and then looked at the mouth of the old shark: "You take Finley, and set off now, go to the Terror Island Trench, and wait for me there!"

　　 "Yes!"

　　 The old Shark's mouth was deep and deep, and he stretched out a hand.

　　 "Then... shall I go first?" Finley was helpless.

　　 The three-month expedition has just ended, is it about to begin again?

　　 Master, you are a little bit... too much, right?

　　 But he didn't refuse, mainly because he couldn't refuse.

　　 One step at a time, he turned his head and walked to the hand of the old shark's mouth, and then the old shark's mouth carefully raised his hand, put it on top of his head, and waded toward the south.

　　 It has to bypass the southern waters of Yom Kippur, and then go all the way north, crossing half of the coastline, at least 600 kilometers, and it will not last a week.

　　 After all, the murlocs didn’t swim very fast.

　　 and I have to take time to eat.

　　 The size and appetite of the mouth of the old shark determined that he must spend at least one-third of his day eating...

　　 And in this week, Gao Wen also has things to do.

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