The monstrous anglerfish, with its fleshy tendrils connected to the human-shaped Lord Hemitrygon atop its head.
That torn but gorgeous kimono fluttered back and forth, exceptionally bright red and glaring on the turbulent black waves.
"Is that Hemitrygon a fake? Is it actually an organ like the anglerfish's meat lure, used to entrap prey?"
The extremely bizarre and enigmatic scene before him filled Kamiyagawa with astonishment.
However, he quickly dismissed this notion.
The Lord Hemitrygon was not fake.
Kamiya could feel the "alive" aura of a strange tale emanating from him.
Although it was faint.
But he must still be alive.
"Did the Lord Anglerfish assimilate or devour the Hemitrygon, turning him into a living part of its body?" Kamiyagawa considered the possibility, "If that's the case... can I still get the Hemitrygon bone?"
"Cough cough cough—"
