Pete felt that death was close at hand. The giant beast swam and saw the rippling waves of water swaying open the hull, making him feel shaky, and the terrifying fishy smell was so pungent.

After the eyes were closed, the smell of death became clearer.

The next moment, he felt the boat under him tremble suddenly.

After all, I can't escape.

The shark hit the boat, his feet were unbalanced and he fell straight into the water.

At this moment, a pair of cold hands like steel grabbed his arm. Before he was about to kiss the sea, the wind blew up in his ears and was dragged back to the boat.

Pete had never seen anyone with such strength. Even the best harpoon hand did not have such strength to pull the strong man with more than 200 pounds back with one hand.

He fell on the boat, opened his eyes and saw a man like a god, staring at him with his crystal-clear and shiny eyes, like the brightest star in the night sky.

"Are you too tired? Why are you driving the boat with your eyes closed? This area is full of reefs, and you dare to drive here tiredly. Be careful of the shipwreck."

What surprised Pete was that this god-like man spoke extremely kindly and had no sense of distance at all.

He found that when the man appeared on the boat, the huge dragon shark became quiet and was definitely subdued by his majesty.

Saved his life, and withstood the urge to sing praises, Peter asked the man devoutly:

"Sir, I just prayed... Are you the messenger sent by the Snake Mother to save the villain?"

"Naga Capolos? No, I am not his man, I am the messenger of Gana."

Geno was also puzzled. He jumped from the shark's back to the boat, causing the hull to drift, and knocked the boatman in front of him with his eyes closed and knocked him into the water.

He just took a hand and didn't know what kind of psychological activities the boatman had experienced, so he regarded himself as a messenger.

However, seeing that the other party was so pious, Geno suddenly felt that he could go with the flow and develop the boatman to Gana's side.

"Gana?" Peter was stunned. He had never heard of this name.

"Gana, God of Storm, Sailor's good friend. Listen to Peter, Godana will be in Bilgewater from tonight and become the patron saint here. If Naga Capolos pleads with you, you will not have to fish on Soul Erosion Night, so the sea beasts will not care about your life or death."

"Do you recognize me?" Pete looked shocked.

"Know." Geno nodded for granted, picked up the rope in front of Pitt, and wrapped it into a solid circle.

He knew that there was a bad guy named Pete who would come out to fish on Soul Erosion Night and become the first person to die tonight. He was caught by Threstone. Unexpectedly, he happened to intercept him when he left the port.

"Sir, what are you going to do? Let Pete come to help you too." Pete didn't understand what Geno was going to do with the rope he used to tie the boat to the dock, so he asked humbly.

Before he finished speaking, a golden sirens was thrown into his arms, which made him wonder: "What is this for?"

"Jana is now going to requisition your ship. This ship will follow me to fight the black fog. This gold coin is used as a transfer fee. You can leave here quickly. It will take only a few minutes from swimming to the shore. When I came, I saw that there were still several small shops in the town that were not closed. After buying food, I hurried to hide at home. I was lucky and might even be able to pay homage to the miracle of Garna."

While tied the rope to the bow, Geno used the capitalist sugar-coated shells to Pitt righteously, instantly buying people's hearts.

"Thank you for the generous Goddess of Gana." Pete knelt on the boat and kept kowtowing, swearing to convert to Gana from now on.

Geno naturally had his considerations for this boat.

Since the dragon shark came out of the river, it has been swimming in a diving way. Geno was taken into the water and had to hold its dorsal fin tightly to avoid being thrown away. He immediately realized that it would be better to change the means of transportation. He could rely on the shark's back and snort in a breath. Xivil could not do it, so he had to find a boat to drag her back.

It happened that a small boat appeared before him. Isn’t this God’s will?

"Remember, don't drive tiredly anymore in the future. There are thousands of roads, the first is safety. If you drive in irregular terms, you will cry with your relatives. I wish you a good journey."

After saying that, Geno put the trap on the dragon shark's dorsal fin and gestured to Fitzbi, who was diving. The dragon shark received the order and rushed out with the small boat behind him like an arrow!

skr~

Pete hurriedly jumped into the water and watched the wind-like man rush towards the darkest sea, gradually being swallowed by the night, and couldn't help but feel awe.

"There are thousands of roads, the first is safety. The driving is not standardized, and the relatives are crying. What a strange prayer... But Peter will remember it in his heart. He will recite it a hundred times before going to sea. I wish you a good journey!"

...

"Have you come yet?" Shiville stared in a daze. The sea surface in the direction of Bilgewater was extremely calm, hoping that it would not come at the last moment.

A dead bird cries awakened Shiville, and the buoy tombstone swayed back and forth like a spasm, and the bells were roaring.

In the coffin embraced by the sea, the dead who had been sleeping year after year, woke up.

Black fog, here...

"Tonight, we will stop until death." In an instant, she was ready to fight to death.

Shiville suddenly felt a cold heel, and she looked down at the sea behind her.

A pale face was staring at her, with traces of fish teeth gnawing on her cheeks, and her lower lip was connected to the corners of her mouth, swaying with the tide. It was only a few inches away from the water surface, but there were lifeless cold fireflies in its hollow eye sockets.

Even though the other party's face was disfigured, Shiville recognized him, one of the crew members she hired.

Suddenly, several bubbles surged out of the dead man's mouth, and it seemed to want to say something.

Shiville did not give it this opportunity. The sharp blade tip of Carykar directly stuffed into its mouth, shattering the corner of its mouth.

But this made it even more terrifying, and a pale smile cracked directly into the ears.

This did not scare Shiville. Did she kill fewer people? What kind of way to die?

However, killing these undead people does have some differences between killing living people, that is, it’s much more fun!

There is no slight guilt, nor do you feel that you have done anything wrong.

The only drawback is that you don't have money to get it.

"The first loss-making deal tonight."

Just when Hillville thought the deal was finished, the incident happened again!

A thin line of mist emerged from the dead man's throat, rose out of the water, and circled around the reefs under Shiville's feet.

In a few breaths, the fog became thicker, and the lights of Bilgewater in the distance were suddenly invisible.

Instead, it was filled with thick fog rolling in the sea, which was as dark as ink, and flooded her like a tide.
Chapter completed!