Yeser Channel.

　　 Tito rushed out of the sea like a mermaid and caught an ancestor fish.

　　 The journey went smoothly. He had left the offshore waters controlled by the Sanye and entered the halfway of the Yasser Channel.

　　 This is already the country of Demon Abyss, the country of monsters that crawled out of the deep sea trench.

　　Although he encountered a lot of troubles and difficulties on the way, he even ran into the strange shrimp knight patrolling at the border of the country of Demon Abyss, he used his early preparation and cleverness to eliminate these difficulties and dangers.

　　 Tito is a person who is good at planning, which has provided a great help to his journey.

　　 "Island?"

　　 Tito catching the fish suddenly noticed that an island appeared in the distance.

　　 He took out a slate map and compared it to find the location of the island. This is the place where an abandoned town of the Sanye people was in the past. This island was also a gathering place for the Sanye people many years ago.

　　 He immediately became interested. As a poet who wrote epic poems, he saw these ancient civilization relics as if hungry people saw a gluttonous feast.

　　 He approached the island, only to discover something unusual.

　　 There are stone piles one after another on the island, and I don’t know what is tied to the pile.

　　You took a closer look, and Tito couldn't help taking a breath.

　　 There were corpses tied to the stone stakes, and at first glance they knew they were Sanye.

"not good."

　　 He turned around to leave here, ripples in the water behind.

　　 The poet immediately gave up his plan to turn back, and rushed directly to the shore.

　　 He knew what was coming.

　　 He drew his sword and stood on the island.

　　 At this time, there is only a dead end when he enters the water. On the contrary, he can still have a little bit of life when dealing with the island.

　　 His bravery and strategy are very good, but he is really not a person who is good at killing and fighting, but he is facing the bloodthirsty people of the country of Demon Abyss who have been fighting for many years.

　　 One after another, the people of the Demon Abyss emerged from the water, with their slender and powerful tails swinging, making them rush on the outside of the island like a small boat when the waves were raised.

　　 The other party galloped on the beach, and did not directly kill the poet.

　　 After several people caught the poet's attention, several people on the other side cast a catching net and covered Tito in, making him unable to use it.

　　 "It's over."

　　 Tito was accustomed to the brutality of these monsters, and these two words immediately appeared in his heart.

　　The soldiers of the Demon Abyss looked at his back basket. They surrounded Tito and did not speak, but the long tentacles on their heads collided with each other, and Tito knew that the other party was using their special way to communicate.

　　Tito thought that they might be discussing **** themselves.

even.

　　 was discussing how to eat myself.

　　 "Why did the Hiinsae come here?"

　　 "I guess I lost my way."

　　 "The sword built by the Luh monster, his identity is not simple."

　　 These people of Demon Abyss didn't kill Tito, but took him back.

　　 Tito was taken into the deep sea, and in the center of a group of reefs, ancient cups, and ferns, he saw an undersea city that looked more like a nest than a city.

　　 also met the owner of this underwater city.

　　 The light of the sun shines through the refraction, and the monster in the huge stone building lies on a stone seat and looks at him curiously.

　　Tito suddenly realized that these monsters were different from what he had imagined.

　　 The look in his eyes is almost the same as Sanyeren.

　　 Maybe.

　　 When they regained their wisdom, they were no longer monsters.

　　 Then what are they?

　　 will never be like us, is it a human?

　　 "I am the lord of Thrall in the kingdom of Demon Abyss. The Hindsai who dare to invade my territory, tell me your identity and purpose."

　　 The voice passed directly through the ears and rang out in consciousness.

　　Tito immediately knew that this was a people of the Demon Abyss with wisdom and power. The descendants of the sinner king who gave the blood of King Yali's power have gone through so many generations, and many of them have awakened the power of power on their own.

　　 Tito did not speak, but the other party was able to read his thoughts directly from his consciousness.

　　 "Your name is Tito!"

　　 "Is a poet? You have the blood of the Royal Hiinsae!"

　　 The lord of the monsters picked up the back basket belonging to Tito and cast his eyes on the bone plates. He didn't notice a glimmer of a decadent cup pressed down on the bottom.

　　 "You wrote this?"

　　 Tito was anxious immediately, he was afraid that the opponent would take the cup of God.

　　 He struggled forward, spitting bubbles out of his mouth.

　　 can hear him faintly say: "Give it back to me!"

　　 The moment he said it, Tito panicked. He realized that he had made a fatal mistake.

　　 He thought of wisdom and power, and the other party may have read the existence of the cup of God from the thoughts that floated in his mind.

　　 He immediately wanted to suppress all the consciousness about the Cup of God, and even let his mind go without thinking about it, even if it was too late at the moment.

　　 But it was strange that the other party didn't do anything.

　　 Instead, he focused entirely on the poems he wrote.

　　 The other party didn't even read a trace of the God's Cup from his consciousness, as if there was a power in the dark that would isolate anyone from knowing its existence.

　　Tito tried to communicate with each other in his mind, drawing their attention to the poems he wrote.

　　 "I am a poet, and I am preparing to find the god-given land in the legend."

　　 "I am planning to write a great myth, the myth of King Ledrich."

　　 "This is not just a myth about the Hiinsae, but also your ancestors and origins."

　　 The Lord of the People of Demon Abyss looked at Tito, as if confirming whether he was joking.

　　 "No one has seen a god-given land, it is just a myth."

The lord 　　 likes Tito’s poems and appreciates his literary talent.

　　 At the same time, he also hoped that Tito, who has royal blood, would join them instead of looking for a god-given land.

　　 "Stay!"

　　 "I can not kill you, and even make you a citizen of the kingdom of Demon Abyss."

　　 "You can write chapters and record text for us in the future."

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　　 Thrall in the kingdom of Demon Abyss led him for almost a month, and Ridito would carve murals for the lord in the palace every day.

　　Sometimes he writes some poems praising the kingdom of the Demon Abyss, which are recorded on pillars or buildings.

Lord 　　 is very busy every day, and he doesn't always monitor what he is thinking about writing.

　　 On this day, Tito finally found a chance to escape with his backpack.

　　 But it hasn’t escaped much yet~lightnovelpub.net~ A group of monster soldiers led by Thrall chased it out.

　　 In the sea, these bloodthirsty monsters quickly discovered Tito after sniffing their breath.

　　 Tito was caught back.

　　 This time, he really annoyed the lord.

　　 "Do you want to escape like that?"

　　 "Is I too kind to you, or you Hiinsae don't know what gratitude is?"

　　 Tito did not speak, but the lord could hear his voice.

　　 "This does not belong to me, I have my mission."

　　 The lord waved his arms like a spear, and the smooth movements brought the water flow and Tito's blood.

"what!"

　　 Tito wanted to scream, but when he opened his mouth under the water, he kept pouring into his mouth.

　　 He knelt on the ground in pain, holding his eyes with both hands.

　　 His world was plunged into a complete darkness, and the sea was burning with his wounds, but he struggled with pain but couldn't roar out a byte.

The lord 　　 stuck to his ear, and his voice sounded directly in Tito's mind.

　　 "Have you seen the Bottomless Demon Abyss?"

　　 "Don't you like to write poems? But the poems you write about us have no soul, and there is a big gap between the "Hinsey Epic" you wrote."

　　 "How can we write a perfect poem about us without experiencing our fear and pain."

　　 "Tito, come and feel our pain and fear."

　　 "There is such darkness there, so dark that there is not even a trace of light."

　　 Lord stretched out his arms: "Welcome here."

　　 "The world abandoned by God."

The lord 　　 never looked at Tito again, and ordered his soldiers: "Throw him to the Isle of the Dead."