Main Text Volume Chapter 1339 Whale Hunting Siren

A cargo ship sailing at night cut through the sea.

Perhaps because it is close to the doldrums, there is not much night wind in the waterway of this sea area.

The sea surface is calm, and only the rumble of the cargo ship can be heard, as well as the undercurrents flowing from time to time on the seabed.

The sailor on night duty on the deck yawned. Perhaps it was the peaceful night and the calm wind, so he had a lot of thoughts in his mind. For a while, he thought that there were no islands nearby and he would not encounter pirates, so he could take a long nap safely; and then he thought about his wife and daughter in his hometown, whether they were asleep at this time, and whether they would meet in dreams...

As he thought about it, the sailor felt his eyelids drooping more and more.

He was drowsy.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound rang in his ears.

The sailor suddenly opened his eyes and looked around, fearing that something might happen because of his sleep.

But after looking around, he did not find anything wrong on the ship.

At this time, a column of water sprayed out from the sea in the distance, and a milky white back appeared on the sea. When the sailor saw this, he smiled slightly: "It turned out to be a white-bearded whale."

The white-bearded whale is a gentle whale. Although it is huge, it has no interest in ships sailing on the sea. It usually eats small fish, shrimps and plankton.

The reason why the Whale Baleen Sea is called "Whale Baleen" is because there are a large number of white-bearded whales here.

For people who make a living in this sea area, encountering a white-bearded whale is not only not a disaster, but can even be called lucky.

Sure enough, not long after, the white-bearded whale made a buzzing sound again, exactly the same as what he heard before.

The sailor was relieved and thought to himself: With the appearance of the white-bearded whale, this voyage will definitely be safe.

So, with this thought in mind, the sailor leaned back under the mast again and half-closed his eyes. Because he leaned his head on the mast, his head was in an uplifted state. While half-closed, he vaguely saw a flash of light in the sky.

The sailor opened his eyes in confusion, and when he saw the truth of the light in the sky, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"What's going on? Why is there such a thing in the sky..." The sailor rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not seeing things.

His legs trembled immediately with fear, and he rushed to the door of the deck, where there was a companion sitting on the ground.

"Wake up, look at the sky!" The sailor shook his companion anxiously, but he couldn't wake him up.

A burp came out, and the sailor smelled a strong smell of alcohol. Only then did he find that there was a bottle of wine next to this companion. Obviously, this guy was worse than him sleeping secretly. Not only did he drink secretly while on duty, but he was also drunk!

The sailor couldn't help but spit, walked into the inner cabin, and knocked directly on the nearest door.

When the door opened, the sailor found that the room corresponding to this door was the old navigator.

The old navigator was wearing pajamas, and it was obvious that he had gone to bed. When he opened the door, his expression was filled with a hint of anger: "Why are you knocking on the door in the middle of the night? Is there something going on?"

The sailor nodded quickly: "There is something going on, no, I'm not talking about something going on at sea, it's in the sky!"

"A door appeared in the sky!"

The old navigator followed the sailor out half-believingly. Although there was no strong wind outside, the low temperature still made him shiver.

Enduring the cold, he looked up at the sky

The night sky was very clear, with thin clouds and light, and occasionally a few shining stars could be seen.

Not to mention the door, not even a seabird was seen.

Facing the old navigator's suspicious and angry look, the sailor stuttered a little: "I really saw a door appear in the sky just now."

In order to deepen the strength of his words, the sailor even simulated the situation at that time, leaning against the mast and looking up at the sky.

"I remember clearly that it was a door that seemed to be glowing... By the way, there was a small boat flying out from the door. The boat was very beautiful, with stars twinkling and a curved hull, just like the moon boat in a fairy tale book." The sailor described the scene in detail, but the old navigator not only did not believe it, but also became even more angry.

"The captain arranged for you to be on duty outside, one of you was drunk, the other was sleeping late, and you woke me up to accompany you in your dreams! I tell you, I'm going to find the captain now and tell you what happened today!" The old navigator saw the sailor leaning against the mast and immediately judged that he was sleeping.

It's okay for you to sleep secretly, but you woke yourself up because of a dream. The navigator was so angry!

He turned around angrily and walked towards the door.

But at this moment, a wail suddenly came from the sea not far away. The old navigator stopped and looked back, but saw that the sea in the distance was churning, and soon, the body of a white-bearded whale floated up.

The most shocking thing is that there is an extra hole in the head of this white-bearded whale, and a large amount of blood sprayed out, dyeing the sea surface under the night sky even darker.

The sailor trembled and pointed at the white-bearded whale: "This seems to be... the previous one?"

The old navigator looked carefully at the wound on the head of the white-bearded whale, and seemed to remember something, and his pupils shrank suddenly: "Oh no, it's a whale-hunting siren! Quick, notify the sailors and turn the ship immediately!"

The sailor nodded hurriedly and ran towards the direction of the observation tower in a panic. There was a platform for communicating directly with the main control room.

However, before he ran to the observation tower.

Less than a hundred meters away from the freighter, a wave suddenly rose, and a male siren holding a trident stepped out of the wave!

The old navigator looked at the scarlet eyes of the siren, which were full of cruelty and killing. He was stunned and said unconsciously: "It's over..."

Whale-hunting sirens are generally male. They have human-like appearance, but their ears are fin-shaped and there are gills behind their ears. The upper body looks like a human, but below the waist is a fish tail or a snake tail.

Although they are "whale-hunting" sirens, it does not mean that they only hunt whales.

This is just a reference. Being able to hunt whales in the Baleen Sea means that they are at the top of the food chain in the Baleen Sea!

…

High in the sky, on a gondola covered by a layer of illusion.

Bopota was still in a trance. He was clearly in the Calm Belt before, but Angel suddenly waved his hand and summoned a door, and then they came to the outside of the Calm Belt?

"This, is this your creation method? But how can it be a space system?" Bopota looked at Angel with a look of surprise.

However, Angel did not answer. His face was very pale and he looked extremely tired.

Angel did not expect that he would run out of magic power after only transferring a few miles!

According to his estimation, this should not be far.

The effect of the Gate Model is short-range spatial displacement, but it is called "short" distance, but the range should be at least within a hundred miles!

Although his own magic power is not full, it is almost full of 90%.

As a result, the magic power is running out after a transfer of a few miles, which is something Angel did not expect at all.

According to the feedback information he got from the Gate Model, there is obviously something wrong.

Angel raised his head and looked at Bopota who was still in shock on the opposite side.

Could it be that it was because of this spatial displacement that brought other people with him?

Angel could not know for the time being, and could only make a guess. The real situation would be known after collecting more experimental data.

However, Angel was very glad that his magic source was only at the bottom, not exhausted or overdrawn. The latter two were equivalent to injuries. If it was more serious, the magic source might even be broken.

"Sure enough, any trick, even the magic trick in the witchcraft field, must be strictly tested before it can be used in practice." Angel sighed in his heart. He almost hurt himself by using it rashly.

While Angel was thinking, a scream came from below.

Angel looked over in confusion, and then he noticed that a whale-hunting sea monster was controlling the sea, holding a trident, and attacking a cargo ship.

Seeing that Angel was unwilling to answer, Bopota was also very tactful and stopped asking.

He also noticed the situation below and whispered, "This is a male siren, the lowest level among sirens, and his strength is also very weak. At most, he can control the waves. However, males and female sirens have one thing in common. They like to eat people. The taste of human flesh is comparable to delicacies for them."

"In fact, there are sirens who don't eat people." Angel replied casually, but he remembered the appearance of Silver Star in his mind.

As a snake-haired siren, Silver Star not only doesn't eat people, but even has a deeper affection for humans than humans themselves.

Bopota was silent for a moment: "I have never seen a siren that doesn't eat people. Even if there are, it is probably a minority. But this group of people is very unfortunate. They encountered a siren that eats people."

Looking at the tragic scene below, Bopota sighed: "It is estimated that there is no hope."

Angel: "Not necessarily."

Bopota was stunned for a moment, and then realized what Angel meant: "Are you going to save them?"

Angel nodded gently: "It's just right, I want to try a trick."