Chapter 62 Murloc

A month passed by. With the help of gem meat, knight's blood and other treasures, Mennes finally crossed the second level and became a third-level red knight. Although Sean did not reach the third level in terms of physical skills, he had some skills. Achieved the second level of top level.

In the botanical garden, on top of the Devil Fruit tree, Sean looked at the Devil Fruit that suddenly appeared among the branches and leaves, and his expression was not good.

The red blood hoof form of the animal type extraordinary species is the feedback information Sean received from the devil fruit tree. It is the result of a transformation of the animal type extraordinary species blood hoof form, and the owner of this fruit is the current acting head of the Yin Beast, Crow Mu.

"do you died?"

Looking at the Devil Fruit that was still transforming, Sean was not happy. Although the potential of the Devil Fruit after transformation had increased to the third level, it also meant that Crom was dead.

The only possibility for an eaten Devil Fruit to reappear on a Devil Fruit tree is that the Devil Fruit awakened and the eater died.

Reaching out, he picked off the Devil Fruit that was still in the process of transformation. Sean's spirituality surged and he integrated it into his body. At the same time, a strange witchcraft began to be nurtured in Sean's consciousness.

Lord's Mansion.

"Monnes, take Whitebeard to Bloodhoof Island to find out the cause of Crom's death. If you encounter any obstacles, let Whitebeard take action."

Sean's tone was cold, and he did not hide his murderous intention at all. No matter what, Crom was his subordinate whose name he could remember. If he died inexplicably like this, he would definitely not let it go.

"Yes, Lord Lord."

Sensing Sean's murderous intent, Mons immediately agreed without asking any questions.

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Bloodhoof Island.

"Phantom Lizard, what should we do? It won't be long before those damn fishmen find us, cough."

As he spoke, the seriously injured gopher couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood.

"Those damn fishmen are okay. The key is that they actually controlled that monster, otherwise Crom wouldn't have died."

As he said that, the Phantom Lizard's face became more and more gloomy.

"Now that the ship has been destroyed by them, we can only hide as much as possible and wait for rescue. It's a pity that we don't have phone bugs, otherwise it would be much more convenient."

"Oh, that's all it can do, it's just..."

The gopher's voice became increasingly erratic, and the dim cave soon fell into silence.

"Master Priest, except for the two who escaped, everyone on the outer island is here."

With his head lowered, Thoth Langtao, the new leader of the Langtao tribe, reported the situation to the priest.

"Really? Find the two escaped humans as soon as possible, and then hold a sacrifice ceremony."

Holding a scepter polished from the bones of an unknown sea beast, with his waist hunched, the high priest of the Wave Tribe looked at the turbulent sea surface in the distance with a trace of unnoticeable sadness in his eyes.

Two days later, Mons and Whitebeard landed on Bloodhoof Island, and what greeted them was a brood of blue-skinned murlocs.

Five minutes later, more than a dozen charred fishmen fell on the beach, and their blue blood dyed a large area of ​​​​the sand blue.

Bulu Bulu, under such circumstances, Monnes dialed Sean's phone bug.

"How's it going? Mons."

"Lord, the situation is still unclear at the moment, but we found fish-men on the island."

Upon hearing this, Sean on the other end of the phone fell into a brief silence.

Murlocs have long since disappeared without a trace in the Old World and only exist as creatures in history books. Unexpectedly, they have appeared in the New World now.

"Catch these fishmen."

After saying that, Sean hung up the phone.

Bulu, put away the phone bug, Mons and Whitebeard said a few words, and took the lead to walk deeper into the island. At this time, the Phantom Lizard and the Gopher could no longer hold on.

"Phantom Lizard, please leave quickly.

Let me delay for you. "

The gopher, who had lost one of his left arms at some point, stopped his staggering steps. He was seriously injured and he could no longer hold on.

"Damn it."

Looking at the gopher who couldn't run away, the phantom lizard had a terrible expression on his face. They fought together and depended on each other for life and death. It was impossible to say that he and the gopher had no friendship, but he also understood that at this moment, even if he stayed, he would only have to make amends. Taking your own life will no longer have any effect.

"Phantom Lizard, let's go. We must bring the news back and avenge our dead brothers."

Seemingly sensing the Phantom Lizard's hesitation, the Gopher spoke again, giving him a reason to live.

"I will definitely avenge you."

Saying this through gritted teeth, the figure of the Phantom Lizard gradually faded away in the jungle. He said this not only to the gopher, but also to himself.

Not long after, a strange vibration was heard, and a lump of earth suddenly appeared on the ground not far from the gopher. A monster with a purple body and a row of spikes on its back that looked like an earthworm emerged from it.

"Death, monster."

After struggling to get up, the gopher transformed into a human-animal form, and launched the final attack.

In the jungle, I was vaguely aware of the movement behind me, and the Phantom Lizard's footsteps sped up again after a slight lag.

"Looks like we're late."

Looking at the blood remaining on the ground, Mengs, who had just arrived here, looked a little unhappy. Just now, Whitebeard noticed that there was a relatively strong aura here through his sight, so they rushed over to check, but they didn't expect it was too late. The unknown monster has left, and someone died here, probably one of their people.

"Someone, no, a fishman is chasing us."

Whitebeard, who was standing aside and aware of the situation, turned his gaze in another direction. When they were searching for their own people, the murlocs who realized something was wrong were also searching for them.

"Master Priest, according to the traces left behind, the murderer of our people should be right ahead."

Thoth looked at the subtle marks on the ground and made his own judgment based on experience.

"Then let's catch up."

As he spoke, the hunched fishman priest took the lead and walked forward, seemingly slowly but actually quickly. If you look closely, you will find that there is a clear stream surrounding his webbed feet that is supporting him forward.

"Now that they're here, let's wait for them."

Although he had no clues and could not detect the fishman's whereabouts, Monns believed in Whitebeard's judgment. Originally, he wanted to search for his own people first, but since the fishman came to his door, he naturally wanted to accept it.

With one party waiting deliberately and the other quickly tracking down, Mons and the two met the fish-man in a short while.

"Humans, why do you want to invade the territory of our Wave Tribe?"

After secretly stopping Thoth, who was about to rush forward and tear the two humans apart, the fish-man priest spoke first.

Hearing this, Monnes didn't know what to say for a moment.