Chapter 787 Legend of the North Sea

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Sea area near Chabaoti Archipelago

A small fishing boat is operating on the foggy sea.

On the deck, a girl in coarse cloth was standing at the bow looking into the distance. The sea breeze gently blew her hair, and her dirty face was filled with the breath of youth. In the afterglow of the setting sun, her face looked even more rosy and had a layer of healthy luster.

Facing the surging waves, the girl's eyes were bright like shining stars, and there was a light of determination and courage flashing between her eyebrows, making her originally thin back look more upright.

"Hey! You little bastard! You're hiding away again!"

Behind him, a middle-aged bearded captain looked at his daughter with satisfaction. However, used to being a strict father, he couldn't help but start lecturing as soon as he opened his mouth.

"What? You can't hold on any longer? Well, I'll see if you dare to come with me next time. As a girl, you know how hard it is to go fishing at sea, right?"

Elena, who was scolded, did not respond for a long time, and still stared blankly at the fog gradually rising from the sea in front of the fishing boat.

"Hahaha! Captain, aren't you too harsh? I think Elena has done a great job!"

"That's right. Not only did he not get seasick or complain about being tired during his first time on a ship, he has even been helping with work on the deck these past few days. That's pretty impressive! At least he's much better than that brat in my family!"

Other crew members on the ship began to offer maintenance.

Listening to a group of old friends praising their daughter, he felt very proud as a father, but he still put on a stern face and warned everyone on the deck.

"Shh! Shut up! You bastards just know how to stir up trouble. If she hears you, she will really think she is capable! Wouldn't that harm her?"

This girl is not a worry at all. She keeps yelling about wanting to go out to sea for adventures. This old father is already a headache! How can you deal with the dangers of the sea without getting seasick or being able to work on the deck?

Originally, I agreed to take her out to sea this time in the hope that after experiencing the hardships of life at sea, Elena would voluntarily give up her unrealistic dream of adventure! But I must not let it backfire and make her even wilder.

"Ok?"

Coming back to his senses from his thoughts, Captain Ai looked up at the sea around him and couldn't help frowning.

"The weather at sea changes so quickly. How come there is such a thick fog all of a sudden?"

"Guys, it looks like we have to work harder. The fog is getting thicker and thicker. We have to collect the nets quickly and prepare to return home! If we are late, it might be dangerous!"

"Yes! Captain!"

Since the lives of everyone on board were at stake, everyone quickly took action.

"Hey, stop being in a daze! Elena, come over here and help pull the net!"

Seeing his daughter still looking at the bow, Captain Ai couldn't help but urge her again.

"Hey, Dad, look over there...! There seems to be something big heading towards us!"

Elena raised her hand and pointed forward, her voice trembling slightly.

"Huh? What?"

Although Captain Ai and the other people on the fishing boat did not stop what they were doing, they couldn't help but look up in the direction of Roman's finger.

"Crash..."

I saw

In the mist, a huge shadow was slowly approaching. As the distance got smaller, the shadow continued to grow larger. In the end, everyone on the fishing boat could only look up with their mouths wide open.

"Ah this?"

"This size?! Could it be a giant sea...sea king?"

"Not good! Danger! Quick! Get away at full speed!"

Captain Ai tried his best to turn the rudder and shouted anxiously, and everyone on the boat began to panic.

"Crash!"

The stirred waves slammed wildly and crashed against each other, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

"Ah... this... what is this?"

"boom!"

Elena slumped down on the deck, staring in disbelief at the giant sea snail as tall as a hill that slowly emerged from the mist.

The giant snail in front of you is gray-purple all over, with the black word "66" printed on its face. There is a square piece of land on the gray snail shell behind it.

In addition to the medieval castle in the middle of the platform, there are also several lookouts and artillery platforms on both sides! The neatly arranged, shiny black gun muzzles can be vaguely seen in the holes.

In the center of the platform stands a towering mast with a pure black sail hanging on it, and a big "66" printed on the sail.

"Eh? Isn't this Den Den Mushi?"

"Oh my god, how can there be such a big Den Den Mushi? It's a monster!"

"Am I dreaming!"

"Look! There are more behind! There's more than one! There's a whole group!"

Just as the fishermen on the boat were shocked, more than a dozen giant sea snails slowly emerged from the fog.

"No...no way!"

Looking at the huge "66" on the sail and the logo on the tail flag, Elena's pupils contracted and an expression of disbelief appeared on her face.

"Are the stories told in the comic strips true?!"

"Crash!"

The waves created by the snail fleet continued to hit the poor little fishing boat, and the hull began to shake violently. Even the experienced old fishermen had to hold on to the things around them to avoid being thrown into the sea.

After discovering the small fishing boat blocking the way, the leading big snail gradually slowed down its pace. It pulled down the corners of its mouth, and the eyes on its tentacles curved into a malicious crescent shape, looking very wretched.

"Report! A small boat has appeared ahead. No threatening weapons have been found yet. Please give instructions! Please give instructions!"

The communication loudspeaker on the Snail Warship shouted loudly, followed by a burst of orderly footsteps approaching from afar.

"Da da da!"

"Look! There's someone up there!"

Someone shouted, and everyone on the fishing boat looked up, and indeed, they saw a team of soldiers appearing on the snail's back.

At the front of the team stood a burly young man.

The man had green hair combed into a pointed corner at the back of his head, and with his green combat uniform, he was green from head to toe.

A pair of distinctive curly eyebrows are very conspicuous. He wears headphones and sunglasses, an orange scarf around his neck, and a black cape with the number "4" printed on it flutters in the sea breeze behind him.

The man looked down at him with a cold look in his eyes, while the soldiers behind him were wearing uniform military uniforms, holding weapons and with solemn expressions.

"This... this is? The army?"

"Why are there troops here?"

"They don't look like pirates, but they're not the navy either! What on earth is this..."

The fishermen all swallowed in fear.

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