The merman swallowed the corpse in his mouth, and with a raspy, indifferent voice, looked at Captain Hayden and his group.
He was hunching and half-squatting on the deck, but still over three meters tall, with a high, scaled ridge on his back that looked like an ink-green fan.
"[Sequence Five - Diver]! Are you the elder of the 'Hand of Pale Leaves'... Reggie Sandon?!"
At that moment, another group of Transcendents from the Moses Far Voyage came from the lower cabin to the deck and spoke uncertainly after seeing the giant merman.
Reggie Sandon did not answer; his frightening fish eyes stared down at Captain Hayden, as he said sinisterly,
"You have five minutes to do as I say."
"This..."
Captain Hayden, reluctant in his heart, knew well the strength of his opponent.
