Thousands of members of the Gillfish Clan sat on the shore with weapons in their hands, gazing blankly at the sea.
They did not go fishing in the sea or hunting in the jungle today as they knew that those creatures would arrive at any time.
It had happened countless times, and the constant visits of the players had caused them to lose their cool.
From being grateful to the Sea God in the beginning to cursing the gods now, no one knew the ups and downs that they had been through.
Ever since the legend was spread across the forum, saying that the Son of the Sea was found at the Fallen Fish Island, innumerable players had sailed here according to the coordinates they had.
Meanwhile, all the players who had suffered the inhumane torture had somehow reached a consensus and chose to hide the truth. Then, they quietly hyped the deceiving post in the forum, hoping that the other players would join in on the suffering.
