The vast sea churned with tumultuous waves, but the water seemed contaminated, loaded with patches of white foam everywhere.
With each slap of the wave, many patches of foam converged, looking like foam boards.
The Alien Dragon skimmed low over the sea's surface, and Tao Yu, observing the foam, also sensed a faint hint of pollution within.
It was likely brought in by the Burning Legion.
"How do you guys keep in touch now? Where are you?"
"I don't really know, but my friends in the sea can find them..."
The Sea King, watching the Alien Dragon race close to the sea surface, felt somewhat relieved; the ocean was his domain. Being this close to the water, he finally regained his ability to protect himself.
Although he was still clutched by the dragon's claw, if he exerted himself to break free, it would be a dragon entering the sea!
However, at that moment, the grip of the claw tightened almost causing him to vomit.
"Are you listening? What are you daydreaming about?"
