Ken's heartbeat quickened.
The thickness of the ice sheet above his head was uneven, like a light blue coffin, sealing him in the dark, cold, suffocating water.
A tangible sight swept over him.
Ken instantly felt his muscles tighten, and a giant was stirring the water under his feet. He bit the fish bubble and used the fishy smell to clear his mind, but was still pushed away by the water.
The dark and slimy things kept hitting him.
"Ugh..."
Ken's lining was cut by a spear fin, and the blood melted into the sea water like smoke.
[The legendary creatures in the deep sea are awakening, and you don't have much time left. ]
He raised his head to confirm the direction, and could still see the giant net with fangs and claws, and dense schools of fish dotted on it.
They struggled hard, causing quite a stir.
At this moment, something heart-pounding happened. A dark outline suddenly passed over the fishing net and swam close to the ice. It was big enough to be called a small mountain. The largest beast-sailed ship in the frozen harbor had to give way to it.
The black shadow seemed to move slowly, blocking the blue light through the ice, like a moving dark cloud, or...
It was the dome itself.
Ken didn't dare to move. He waved his arms, pretending that he was just a piece of plankton, and then watched the black shadow sink into the depths.
"Cough."
He didn't wait any longer and rushed to the direction he had been staring at.
[Broken Catfish Bubble] could no longer filter the air.
Every time Ken took a breath, he would pour bitter and hard-to-swallow seawater into his stomach, and his lungs and stomach felt pain at the same time.
Ken tried his best to rush to the [Ice Eye].
The hard part of the sea is that even if the target is right in front of you, you have to spend several times more effort than on land to reach it.
The icy water will blur your eyes, hypothermia and fear will follow you like a shadow.
After a while, Ken caught the edge of the net and a fish was squeezed out.
It was so excited that it almost slapped him a few times after escaping.
[Rumor: Soul in exchange for life]
[The ocean of Palotusbi is under the control of Cesar. Under the ice, it is all His territory. Anyone who steps into it must let go of a living being in exchange for his own chance of survival. ]
Ken felt the "heaviness" wrapped around him disappear. He clung to the fishing net and used the force to raise his position. On the verge of drowning, he was suddenly dazzled by the light...
He closed his eyes, broke through the thin ice, and suddenly breathed in a breath of clean and refreshing air.
"Huh~ Huh, puff."
Ken panted repeatedly, looked at the sun with ease, treaded water and swam to the shore, and climbed up the ice wall with the help of the awl thrown by the fisherman.
[Your subjects are waiting by the ice eye, and they are pulling you up in a hurry. ]
The nervous crowd came up.
They brought medicine and opened the blood-stained lining of the war flag, but they didn't find any wounds.
Ken smiled and waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, put the net away."
The order of the war flag has been issued, and the workers pushed the wool pole used for countdown and began to turn the winch with all their strength. The inspiring shouts sounded again.
"Did you catch anything, even a seedling will do."
Suddenly, a voice came.
Ken looked back and saw the fisherman's worried look, and then realized that the other party was referring to the matter of [exchanging soul for life].
"It should be considered as such."
He told about his experience underwater and said that he had touched a fish off the net bag.
"Oh, I left something behind!"
Ken suddenly shouted in annoyance. After he was knocked away, he only thought about escaping, but now he got nothing. He just experienced the excitement of risking his life.
At this time, the strong men who were collecting the nets also shouted loudly: "Something has floated up."
Ken and the fisherman walked over and saw a cloth bag stumbling in the gap of the [Ice Eye].
He suddenly felt a certain gaze again, and his back was cold while a prompt appeared in front of him.
[You passed the test of Sesa, the old gods never break their promises, you have to accept this gift. ]
Sure enough, something was tempting him to dive into the deep sea.
"So, everything was premeditated, and it can't be blamed on me for being reckless."
Ken laughed at himself without thinking, pulled out a short knife, and cut the cloth open.