Chapter 2870 Descendants of the Overlord of the Sea

Poseidon is indeed a descendant of forest fairies who dares to call himself a god. He does have two brushes. Surrounded by dense cloud-like fog, he can actually find a loophole and successfully jump out of the encirclement like a cannonball. , shooting straight into the sky.

This move seemed to attract the attention of countless adventurers who followed suit.

For a time, hundreds of adventurers shot into the sky like cannonballs, and the whole scene was extremely spectacular.

Poseidon, who was flying in mid-air, gradually slowed down his ascent. With his current rising speed, it was impossible to reach the outermost edge of the magic barrier.

Sirocco and I raised our heads, admiring this wonderful scene from below, while discussing whether Poseidon might fall.

Sirocco bets that he can't, but I bet that he can.

It turns out that I was right.

Poseidon, who had insufficient lift, glanced at the adventurer closest to him, used combat skills to move his body in the air, and when he reached the person's head, he suddenly stepped on the person's shoulder. This behavior made He regained lift instantly.

As for the person who was stepped on, he fell heavily into the thick fog like a falling stone, and finally there was a muffled sound.

Come to think of it, even if this person doesn't fall to death, he still can't escape the killings of the plague.

Many adventurers who lacked stamina immediately dispersed the haze of despair. A pair of vicious eyes constantly scanned the surrounding compatriots, intending to use the bodies and lives of their compatriots to regain their lives. At the same time, they were on guard against being regarded as reborn by their companions. stepping stone.

Soon, a melee full of intrigue started in mid-air.

For a time, many adventurers with less strength were used as stepping stones and were stepped hard back to the ground. Some adventurers with similar strength lost their lift while fighting for the chance to return to life and fell heavily into the thick fog. middle.

Only a handful of adventurers got a chance to survive. They cheered and jumped for joy. They thought that escaping the poisonous mist meant they had a new life. However, they were wrong.

What awaits them is not rebirth, but death.

Long-legged Lotus, Flame Devourer Antuun, and the evil dragon Spitz who was the first to leave the Poseidon clan had been waiting for a long time. When they saw a group of ecstatic adventurers filing out of the barrier, they each issued a message: There was a sneer, and then the group of adventurers were brutally killed.

The evil dragon Spitz, who held the white-skinned man in his claws, killed the least number of people. After all, he was carrying a burden that made it inconvenient to kill.

The Flame Devourer Antoun didn't kill many, after all, he wasn't good at killing either.

Long-legged Lotus killed him happily. First of all, the ocean is his home ground. Secondly, his strength is also placed there. As an apostle, he is always more advanced than many creatures. Finally, each of his tentacles has thousands of It has the power of Jun and is flexible and changeable. You can bend it wherever you want and hit it wherever you want. It is not restricted by ocean currents or resistance at all.

How could he, with such a weapon, perform mediocrely in this killing game?

Seeing that the outer station was almost cleaned, Shilok took my hand and jumped directly out of the Poseidon Clan and into the sea.

"Have they all been killed?" I asked Spitz, who was holding the white-skinned man in his paw and waiting aside.

"One ran away."

"Which one ran away?" I asked curiously.

"Poseidon," he said, stretching out his hand and pointing: "See, he's right there, and he's still running away."

Looking at Poseidon's running back, I frowned and said displeased, "Why don't you chase him?"

"Water is not my strong point. I can't catch up. No, Lotus is working hard. It's up to him."

"Nonsense!" I reprimanded in a low voice: "If he runs away, it will most likely have a great impact on the Naga clan in the future. How should I explain this to the Naga Queen?"

"Just run away." Spitz seemed very relaxed: "How much influence can a bare commander have? Moreover, he only has this strength in his life. Even if he gathers a group of subordinates, they will be nothing more than a mob. , can’t make much waves.”

"It's all very simple. What if he makes trouble again?"

"It's impossible in the near future. If you want to make trouble again, it will take at least another hundred and eighty years. By then, your bloodline seal may have been completely opened. With the true strength of the fairy clan, you will not be a mere fake. God, even the real God, has to kneel down in front of you and sing the song of conquest. Furthermore, you may be able to stand on an equal footing with the great will."

"On an equal footing with the God of Creation?" I couldn't help but chuckle to myself: "Stop joking, okay? That is the being who created this world, the only supreme being!"

"Huh? This doesn't look like you." Spitz looked at me curiously for a while, then smacked his lips and said, "You don't look like the kind of person who worships God."

"Nonsense, I don't worship God, but I believe in God."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Spitz pretended to smack his lips and shake his head, as if he believed you.

And at this moment, a sense of terror and oppression that I had never experienced before descended from the sky and enveloped me completely.

I couldn't help but widen my eyes, my whole body was tense, I didn't even dare to take a breath, and I held my breath. I looked around and found that Spitz and Sherlock had the same reaction as me, or even more violently than me.

Spitz's muscles were tense, his teeth were chattering, and his eyes were full of fear, while Sherlock huddled tightly and leaned against my chest, his whole body trembling.

At the same time, I saw two huge figures swimming toward me as if they were desperate, namely Long-Legged Lotus and Flame Devourer Antuun.

After Lotus ran up to me, he suddenly stopped swimming and said to me in a tone of panic he had never seen before: "Run, run, the descendants of the overlord of the sea have appeared!"

"A descendant of the overlord of the sea?"

During my doubts, I suddenly found that the color of the world in front of me gradually deepened, from the azure blue at first, to dark blue. It wasn't until a wall of water as solid as a wall panel hit me that I suddenly saw clearly that there was a person less than twenty years away from me. Within meters, there is a huge creature.

How big is this thing exactly?

Let's put it this way, with my magic wave detection ability, I can't measure its length at all. I mean the length of the horizontal plane.

The behemoth swam for more than five minutes before a black eye as big as an elf palace finally appeared in front of me.

I can clearly feel that that huge eyeball is observing me, sizing me up, and feeling me. That look is not looking at a stranger, but more like looking at an old friend reunited after a long absence.

However, I am certain that I have never seen it.

The terrifying aura gradually dissipated, replaced by an indescribable aura, a bit naughty and a bit nonsensical.

The big eyes blinked at me twice, and the squeezed water rushed me hundreds of meters away. Then it shook its body so big that it was impossible to see the end, turned back, and swam deeper into the sea.