Deep Sea Hunter, but Deep Sea Titan

"Commander Wei, your tribute last time was very sincere. Before I leave, I will give you this return gift."

Judging from the fact that Wei Yanwu's Dragon Bubble account was wiped out, the tithe he paid was indeed substantial. As for the fact that he only drew Dragon Bubble, that was simply a matter of Luo Ting's bad luck.

"There's no need for you to go to such lengths."

Wei Yanwu was quite curious about what kind of return gift such a powerful being, who was detached from the mortal world, would give him.

Suddenly, a bright red chibi-style plush toy appeared out of thin air in Luo Ting's hand.

"Isn't it incredibly lifelike?"

Luo Ting handed the doll to Wei Yanwu.

What does "lifelike" mean?

Wei Yanwu was shocked by the visually striking dragon bubble, and what chilled him even more was why Nautilus had this dragon bubble modeled after it.

At this moment, Lady Wenyue also began to cover her face and chuckle after witnessing the dragon bubble.

"Commander Wei's mascot is a limited edition, one of a kind in the world."

"Oh, is this custom-made?"

Wei Yanwu awkwardly gripped the dragon bubble doll modeled after him tightly; the stark contrast made his eyes throb with pain.

This thing is far too abstract, and for Nautilus to give it as a return gift makes it even more abstract.

“Even if it were the workmanship of Chaolong Mountain, it could only restore your form, not your spirit, Commander Wei.”

When Luo Ting addressed the other party as "Commander Wei," it was more of a sarcastic and mocking remark.

"Consider it as making friends, please accept this as a token of my appreciation."

"In terms of cunning, I am not even as good as those weakest opponents you defeated. Don't overthink things, it will make things much easier for you."

The unexpected gift from Luo Ting instantly eased the tension that had almost reached the point of life and death for a civilization. This quirky yet seemingly harmless souvenir left Wei Yanwu somewhat bewildered.

"I will keep it safe, Your Excellency."

Wei Yanwu accepted the peculiar doll, never imagining that this highly oppressive unexpected encounter would end in such a comical way.

Laurentina then politely bid farewell to Madam Fumizuki, and at the same time pulled away W, who was still holding a piece of sesame cake.

"Wen Yue, please stop laughing."

The dragon bubble had been taken from Wei Yanwu by Madam Wenyue. To others, it might seem rather morbid, but to Wenyue, the doll was quite interesting.

"When Xiaota and Xiaochen return, let them come and see this dignified Commander Wei."

Wei Yanwu was already exasperated, but when it came to these kinds of family matters, he was always henpecked.

What kind of head of the household can't even decide what filling to use for dumplings?

"Alright, alright, whatever you say. Aren't you worried that these dolls will offend the children's eyes?"

"If you ask me, you've been floating around for too long. If you occasionally get closer to the children, Xiao Chen won't cause such a scene with you."

Wei Yanwu sighed and took back the Wei Yanwu Dragon Bubble, a limited edition of one in the world, from Wen Yue.

That's true. When dealing with Nautilus, overthinking things is just asking for trouble.

Meanwhile, in the vast deserts of northern China, where the Yellow Sands swirl everywhere.

Amidst the sandstorm, a tall figure could be seen appearing and disappearing.

The yellowed, mottled file in his hand trailed a faded ribbon, fluttering in the yellow wind.

She was a tall woman with long black hair, red animal ears, and wearing a red robe and a black overcoat.

In a hidden cave in the Gobi Desert, blind and foolish fanatics hide. They are believers in the "Year Beast" and attempt to awaken this giant beast that has been hunted by "humans".

"Ha, he brought this on himself, ending up in such a humiliating state."

"Beast Sui, when you wielded your butcher's knife against our compatriots, the end was already sealed."

The woman merely moved her lips slightly, uttering a soft murmur.

"Bronze Cauldron, if you are truly as fair and just as you claim, then tell me where it is, so that I may settle this ancient grudge."

The Mountain and Sea Scroll is enough to encompass the Spring and Autumn Period. It is a wondrous object that connects the gods of mountains and rivers. The world it contains allows her true self to rest and recuperate within it.

The special space that can heal giant beasts contains endless mysteries.

The bronze giant who participated in sealing the Sui Beast should have known where the Sui Beast's tomb was located, but she searched the entire world of the [Scroll of Mountains and Seas] and still couldn't find any trace of it.

Therefore, she had to find the ugly followers of the Year Beast and try to locate the Year Beast's tomb entirely on her own.

"Who is coming?"

The first group of burly, desperate men in tattered rags blocked the way for the even taller woman.

“‘Ya,’ at least that’s the crude name you humans use to refer to me.”

Loting should be glad he didn't think about unlocking the [Shan Hai Hui Juan] skin right after leaving Xiaoqiu County.

The original of the "Scroll of Mountains and Seas" is actually in the hands of an agent of a giant beast. Moreover, these giant beasts that once occupied the Yan Kingdom are not as good-natured as the Time Beasts, who are willing to give up their bodies and let others skin them and pull out their tendons.

Fortunately, Lotin now possesses the strength to fight against beings of this caliber.

Chapter 178: The Crowd of Mountains and Seas

In the original story, the giant beast "Ya" that could summon wind and thunder had already been broken and was on the verge of death due to the defection of the Sui beast.

However, the collection of the scattered [Mountain and Sea Scroll] has restored some of His strength. The seemingly ordinary scroll in His hand has the power to repair the damage to the giant beast.

He knew very well how that boring creature, the Year Beast, toyed with these ants.

A little bit of power that mortals cannot comprehend can make these ugly and insignificant ants revere and worship.

The scroll was unfurled, revealing a scene of numerous gods battling each other. A golden light burst forth from the magnificent scroll.

That is the power of "Ya".

This force shot straight into the sky, breaking through the layers of clouds, instantly replacing the clear blue sky of the desert with a gloomy thunderstorm.

A minor natural disaster has begun.

No matter how fearless the desperate madmen recruited by the Mountain and Sea Sect are, that's only when they face their own kind.

Faced with genuine celestial anomalies, their faith, entangled in confusion, is unlikely to withstand the test.

"I have come to avenge the beast of the year, and to avenge my fellow countrymen."

A lie that could fool these ants and rats: "Ya" only ever wanted to take revenge on the beast Sui.

He sought revenge against the traitor who betrayed his own kind in order to disguise himself as a god and rule over "humans".

He could not tolerate his target of revenge being defeated by mere mortals.

But Nautilus was not one of His kind in His eyes, and there was no covenant between them, so how could He speak of betrayal?

He provides strength only to those who pay tithes.

Although His strength is comparable, He is merely a creature who relies on the faith of ants to enhance His power.

The only reason He was interested in that bronze giant was that the other might know the location of the Year Beast's tomb.

Since this path is impassable, He will take another one.

In fact, if He were willing to pay a tithe to seek Lottin's help, Lottin might consider lending Him a hand.

The problem is that Luo Ting is currently searching for the [Scroll of Mountains and Seas], while "Ya" was previously searching for [Nautilus] to locate the Year Beast.

The prerequisite for finding [Shan Hai Hui Juan Nautilus] is that Lotin can switch to this skin so that he can receive the phone call.

Otherwise, it would become a situation where Big Te makes a phone call, but Loting, who is adrift at sea, can't answer it.

However, having tasted the benefits of the "Scroll of Mountains and Seas," it's unlikely that "Ya" will be willing to return it to its rightful owner.

"It's fate! It's fate!"

"The gods have shown us a miracle! This is an extremely auspicious sign!"

The immense power displayed by the "Ya" beast greatly shocked the people of the mountains and seas.

Their own understanding of giant beasts and "gods" was only superficial, so naturally they couldn't distinguish between "Sui beast" and "Ya".

Just as they worshipped the mythical beast "Sui," they would also worship "Ya" out of a similar admiration for strength.

“The Year Beast is my dearest friend. I cannot bear to see it fall into such a wretched state.”

"Ya" suppressed a wave of nausea, but managed to coax the followers of the Sui Beast into his ranks. Before the Sui Beast was resurrected, they could barely be considered like-minded.

In the neon-lit Longmen, W, who had spent her entire life struggling to survive on the edge of a knife, stared blankly at the urban landscape she had never experienced before.

"We have a little free time before the people from the Ritual of the Year come to guide us, but the Requiem Festival celebrations don't happen every day."

Lotin gave W a gold coin as part of her activity funds.

"I must be crazy. How could I be interested in something so stupid?"

W didn't actually regret it or think it was pointless; rather, she didn't know what the Sarkaz were supposed to do during the Day of Requiem.

"On this day, people eat sweets, offer the deceased their favorite foods, and party all night long."

Theresa told W about the festival of Requiem, about celebrating with the dead and comforting stranded souls.

But now those stranded souls are all imprisoned inside the Blood-Drinking Sword.

Therefore, the Requiem Festival has been reduced to its cultural significance.

Theresa felt something was off.

Wearing a hat and a mask, W bought a skewer of roasted marshmallows and a peeled roasted potato coated in condensed milk.

Although she did not directly participate in the attack on Lungmen City, but mainly operated in Chernobog, she was still a wanted criminal by the Royal Guard.

For her, it's never a bad thing to keep a low profile.

"This looks like Ines's head."

W still loves to say the most outrageous things. If Ines knew that W described her as a potato baked with condensed milk, she would probably be very angry.

"This is the same as Miss Theresa's."

Using roasted marshmallows to describe Theresa is quite a peculiar metaphor.

As for what that big, yellow-haired guy is doing right now, W doesn't really care.

He's probably cuddling with those two Agorians again, all lovey-dovey.

Such a cheesy scene, I can't bear to watch it.

Why can't you be a little more considerate of yourself...?

Forget it, she didn't want to know about such strange people's hobbies.

"W, what are you doing, W? How can you be so obsessed with small favors? Shouldn't you be more carefree and unrestrained?"

"You're a ruthless Sarkaz mercenary who kills without blinking an eye!"

"Now you're indulging in this nonsense like a little girl, what a joke, it's disgusting!"

After using up all the money he had left to buy a single candy, W fell into a state of dejection.

After a brief period of calm, W seemed to have returned to his manic and unruly state.

At that moment, a Rupert in a suit wearing sunglasses bumped into W and knocked away the last candy W had just peeled.

Therefore, what her tongue touched was not sweetness, but air.

The crossbow bolt that flew by then tore through her already incomplete suit, leaving a shallow scratch.

"Seriously, which bastard is so blind?"

W instinctively reached for the Originium explosives on his body, but after searching in vain, he remembered that they had all been confiscated by Lodin.

"Oh, mercenary, you're really unlucky. Those guys are the Mafia, you know?"

Loting knew that this was the period during which the "Rumble Law" took place in the original story.

It's roughly the story of a few stinking beggars from Syracuse causing trouble in Longmen, only to be mistaken for roadside animals by Mr. Lin and kicked away.

However, Loting had no interest in this pointless gangland game; they were too weak, and killing them wouldn't yield much benefit.

If he returned the explosives to W, she might be able to take care of all the Syracuse gangs in Lungmen by herself.