"Governor Charles, which island did you go to before?" asked the old man lying on the bed.

"Isle of Broken Heart."

The old man shook his head, and he stretched out his dry index finger and drew it in the air.

He drew a circle to represent the entire sea of ​​fog, and then drew eight dots on the outside.

"Look, the island of Broken Heart is just the edge of the island. There are eight islands like this, outside the Sea of ​​Mist. The more you go, the denser the islands. As for the island of Broken Heart is only responsible for providing material, food, fuel, and...living people to the islands inside."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little solemn.

"The more you go, the more you will understand the horror of the Hik tribe. For example, the Hik tribe is a relatively low-level existence in the Sea of ​​Mist. We are not the only ones serving God, but they are not as normal as us."

"And, haven't you noticed that there are no children in the Island of Broken Heart?"

"No children?" Charles searched quickly in his mind. He soon discovered that as Elizabeth's grandfather said, he did not see any Hiker children during this journey on Broken Heart Island.

"Yes, the Hike tribe has other races, all created by the gods of the Sea of ​​Mist using various methods that you can't imagine. The mating of different species is just the most common."

"Wait." Charles interrupted him, "Although I have never seen his gods, I have seen their messengers. They are not as powerful as you said. If I hadn't saved God, it would have thirsty itself."

"The messengers of God are different from God. Do you think we don't fear God very much, and even our God will die. Compared with the "gods" outside, it is really weak and inconsistent?"

Charles did not nod, but agreed silently in his heart. Indeed, he was seven meters tall and could die. Even if these guys looked terrifying, they would be some monsters at most.

"You are wrong. We do not fear and worship God because they do not need our worship, and I have been to the innermost island, do you know what I have seen?"

Speaking of this, Elizabeth's grandfather seemed to remember something horrible, and his voice trembled a little. "A corpse of a god."

"What!?" Charles' pupils instantly shrank to a very small size.

"Yes, that's right, it's the gods that cannot be looked directly under the water. The gods that were bigger than the mountain stopped in the air, and the great Paibo lay on the corpse, opening his half-real and half-invisible mouth to swallow the flesh and blood that was still wailing and squirming."

"Because of curiosity, I was young and fainted just a secret glance. When I woke up again, I found that it was a human female slave who saved me."

"I couldn't bear to let her enter that endless hell, so I took her into my cabin and secretly escaped from the Sea of ​​Mist."

"Although so many years have passed, the body still left a mark in my heart, even if it is dead."

"How do you know that it is a god? Maybe you read it wrong. It's just another sea beast, something in the sea, and so many big things."

The old man's hunched body slightly raised, his expression seemed a little excited. "I'm absolutely right! I was also a crew member. Only the gods in the sea can have such a big body. The gods in the sea of ​​fog even eat "gods". Do you still think they are weak now?"

"Don't follow the Sea of ​​Mist, never get involved with them, and don't think about conquering them, pray that they will always be in there, if they really come out...then..."

Charles didn't know when he returned to his bedroom. When he recalled the old man's words, his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

Sitting on the sofa, Charles frowned and thought about everything just now. What is the god of the Hik tribe?

Charles thought for a while, took out the old Japanese book and started to flip it.

Soon, he saw two blank points in his memory.

"Eyeball...giant hand..." Charles's trembling fingers gestured on the words.

He seemed to feel something terrible is emerging deep in his brain, those two memories that were deleted by 041.

Charles quickly stopped recalling, took out a pen, and quickly wrote it on a piece of paper. In order to prevent the monster from coming out of the painting from happening again last time, he did not draw exquisitely, but used a few dotted lines to draw casually and briefly.

He recorded the various gods he met, including giant claws, eyeballs, and the last 003 Francis.

The length of the Narwhale is 65 meters, and the huge butterfly is more than ten times that of the Narwhale. Even if it is 1,000 meters long, the giant palm, which is three times larger than the butterfly, is only 3,000 meters high.

According to this ratio, the master of the giant palm was simply a younger brother in front of God Fotan.

There must be a distinction between gods and strength.

But even the lowest level of gods is also powerful enough for humans to imagine. Now the earth and sea humans have no ability to resist in front of them.

But even such a powerful existence, can those gods of the Haik tribe actually kill?

"Since they are so powerful, why don't they come out of the Sea of ​​Mist and rule other places? Is it just that they don't want to?"

When Charles thought of this possibility, his face became very ugly, which meant that the humans in the Earthly Sea were completely worth mentioning in front of them.

A hand touching the red nail polish hugged Charles' neck from behind, "I don't mean anything else, I just want you to know, don't mess with them, the farther away from them, the better."

Charles nodded silently, and Elizabeth's grandfather's words made him more vigilant to the Heck tribe's gods.

He didn't deliberately contact those monsters, but he was very worried about Anna.

Whether she pulled herself away from madness or found 041 to relieve the curse of the god through the prophet, Anna had sought help from the other party.

The frequency of cooperation between the two proves that their relationship is very unusual, and she does not know whether she knows the gods behind the Hik tribe.

"Elizabeth, is there any telegrams in the Governor's Office? I have something important to contact my wife."

Looking at Charles' unusually serious face, Elizabeth paused slightly and nodded.

Soon, a telegram was sent to the two of them, but when Charles sent a telegram to the World Crown, he received an unexpected message.

Their governor's sister, Ms. Anna, left in a warship not long ago, and there was no telegram installed on the warship, and now no one knows where she is.

"Where can Anna go at this time? Why do you always feel that she is busier than me?" Charles frowned and thought about this matter.

Although the Hiker tribe did not seem to hurt Anna, he could not pin his hopes on others' kindness.

"Charles, is Anna your wife? When did she marry?" Elizabeth's voice had a special emotion.
Chapter completed!