lol: Bind Syndra at the start

If the wind direction had changed, or the situation there had been more intense, the ship might have sunk in the aftermath.

"You mean..." There was no way Pland had forgotten what they were just talking about.

"Yes, I saw a huge anchor suddenly thrown from the seabed. It brought seawater and smashed onto the deck of the cruise ship. Then a huge figure climbed up from the dark sea surface along the chain under the anchor...

"He's already standing on the deck now. Well, he looks like he's two stories tall. He can hold an adult man in his hand like a long stick. He can break it in two with just a little force..."

Ryan used the simplest words to describe what he saw.

He really didn't expect that he would actually run into the crime scene just because he was curious about the stories of these "heroes".

And the target was not a ship from Bilgewater, but a cruise ship belonging to Demacia.

So the Deep Sea Titan is roaming around and committing crimes?

How has this style of behavior persisted for so many years?

"What now? What is it doing now?" Pland gripped the table with both hands.

"He was running on the deck. It seemed that he was too heavy. Every step he took made the entire cruise ship tremble. Oh... now it's exciting. There are warriors on this cruise ship."

Ryan saw several burly men holding huge swords rushing towards the deep-sea Titan, but their swords could only leave shallow marks on the Titan's armor (diving suit).

However, the Deep Sea Titan's weapon - the anchor - can easily knock those warriors away.

"Can it defeat those warriors?"

"It can, but there are still experts." Ryan saw a man in luxurious clothes appear on the deck, "Another magician came, well, he acted very calmly, and this calmness infected others.

"They finally stopped charging up recklessly. The warriors began to systematically restrict his movements. As for the magician who appeared behind him, he was condensing a fireball in his hand. The fireball was as tall as a man."

"Gurgle..." Prund swallowed.

"Oh, they succeeded. The fireball hit the Deep Sea Titan. His armor is like a branding iron now. Several warriors worked together to push him back into the deep sea..." Ryan paused, "Is it over?"

"it's over?"

Pland was still not satisfied.

But Ryan's voice rang out again, "It's not over yet. The anchor appeared again, smashing the hull... The Deep Sea Titan climbed onto the deck again. He looked like he was completely unharmed, or his injuries had been healed after falling into the sea.

"This time it's really over..."

"I saw it too. The ship...sank."

Prund felt his palms go numb. What on earth had he seen (heard)?!

Deep Sea Titan!

The legendary being actually attacked a ship right in front of him!

"Will it target us?" Pland had never been so scared before.

"Don't you pay taxes?"

"Yes, I have. Those are gold coins. We are safe!"

Prund kept comforting himself.

And Ryan found the answer he wanted.

Why can the deep-sea titan survive for so long?

Why didn't the victimized countries come to suppress him?

Because...everyone who encountered him died.

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Because those who read this book are good people, I wish you good health!

Happy Lantern Festival!

Chapter 321 Look Again

The sea water surges tirelessly, as if it will never stop.

Ryan speculated that the reason the Bearded Lady corresponds to endless movement might be because its followers compared it to sea water.

In the previous life, many people on the Internet would infinitely elevate its status because of the description of the God of "Movement and Life", and even put it on the same level as the Star-Forging Dragon King.

But to Ryan, this description is more of an abstract exaggeration than a statement.

The ocean is capable of endless movement;

The ocean is also the source of life and can give birth to life.

At best, the Bearded Lady is a 'sea creature' that comes closest to believing in God within the known territory of the Pan-Valoran continent.

After all, from the stories of other "gods", we can see what the "gods" of the Rune Universe are like and what kind of relationship they have with their believers.

First up is the undisputed Star-Forging Dragon King, at the top of the cosmic food chain.

Let’s put aside the fact that the Protoss were plotting against us.

The Sun Disc created by ancient Shurima was only because they stole a little bit of His power, and they built a huge empire that dominated the Rune Continent.

When the sun was still hanging above the desert, even the cracks in the void were forcibly "stitched" by them.

What would be considered a world-destroying crisis in later generations was resolved in another era by the power of a single country.

Even though Shurima was eventually destroyed, the main reason for the empire's decline was internal strife.

If the last emperor of Shurima had not been plotted against by his childhood friend, perhaps the glorious light of the empire would still be shining on the entire continent.

If the Bearded Lady is similar in status to the Dragon King, even if she is only qualified to be mentioned in the same breath.

Then, the believers who inherited part of its power would definitely not be bullied by a group of pirates hanging around in Bilgewater.

After all, even the current Shurima, which has lost its sun disc, is not something that Gangplank, who is known as the King of Pirates, dares to provoke.

As for the other gods...

First up are the three ancient demigods of the Freljord. Ornn's story tells of his relationship with his followers.

He does not need believers, and this idea can also be seen in the other two.

Then there is the special profession of 'Death God'. They are mysterious and dangerous, and their combat power is a mystery.

After all, there are too many of them, and there is also the God of Death among the God of Death, as well as special existences such as the 'Masked Spirit Mother', the creator of the God of Death.

But the only thing that is certain is that they do not need believers. They only need their corresponding race to remember them.

Therefore, Ryan believed that the bearded lady could at best play with the storm goddess Janna.

If all the gods were put together at a banquet, He would most likely sit at the children's table.

And judging from the stories that have been revealed, the Bearded Lady may not be as powerful in the way of faith as Janna, who single-handedly protected her believers from the rune explosion four hundred years ago.

To describe it in simple terms, Ms. Beard is a "monster" who has survived for who knows how many years and is waiting for the opportunity to "become an immortal."

Existence of this level deserves attention and attention.

But if there is no grudge between them, then He is not worth your excessive concern.

Therefore, after Ryan's gaze followed the cruise ship as it sank into the sea, he did not continue to look down to deeper places.

Prund's reaction was much more intense than his. He breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling like the sea outside. "We witnessed the story."

"Yes, fortunately we didn't become a story." Ryan responded casually. He found that Plande's current state made it impossible to have a serious conversation.

Instead of watching the darkness with a man who doesn’t take a bath late at night, it is better to taste the real darkness.

Ryan left the grocery room.

The only room on the boat is at the other end. The environment can’t be said to be good, but it is clean.

Syndra, who has been soaking in the 'Dream Pool' for a long time, doesn't seem to care much about the environment.

Ryan cared about it at first, but later he found that even in the most dilapidated environment, as long as there is a figure that can make your heart beat faster, it will be beautiful!

After leaving Ionia, lighting no longer depends on lantern bugs.

Even the poorest pirate wouldn't begrudge the money for a kerosene lamp.

This lamp is brighter than the lantern worm, the only drawback is that it has a kerosene smell.

But bright is good.

Even if it has night vision capabilities, who doesn’t like light?

At least Ryan likes it now.

Syndra could recognize his footsteps.

Therefore, there was no avoidance just because the door was pushed open.

She lay comfortably on the bed, her graceful curves not diminished by the change of angle. One of her straight and slender legs lay flat on the bed, while the other bent backwards from the knee, just revealing her white feet.

Her slender arms supported her delicate chin, as if she was deep in thought...her long eyelashes would flutter in the light from time to time.

What made Ryan happy was that in Sindra's current posture, he could clearly see the ravine on her chest.

He is not a pervert and would not peek at anything.

But he is not a fool. Look at what's wrong with his wife.

"What are you thinking?"

Ryan swallowed, then immediately closed the door, locking the beautiful view in the cramped room.

"Think of something funny."

Syndra looked at Ryan.

I didn't think there was anything wrong with my posture.

But this perspective made Ryan a little crazy.

Looking down from above.

What he saw was a face so exquisitely beautiful that it was almost the most beautiful face he had ever seen in his two lifetimes;

The other person was looking up at him, with a finger unconsciously between his lips due to his recent contemplation.

And below is a white, deep ravine...

Sindra is born evil!

In the end, Ryan could only criticize himself in his heart!

He didn't want to extend one month to three months.

There's no place to complain here.

"What's so interesting? Let me follow along and listen."

Ryan sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Perhaps you can see for yourself."

Sindra gently hooked her fingertips.

A package 'floated' out from the corner of the room.

Looking at the familiar package, Ryan immediately had a bad feeling.

"what are these?"

Sindra's fingers twitched again.

A scroll that looked extremely delicate flew out of the package, went in front of Ryan and unfolded itself.

There's nothing complicated about the painting...

It's a pair of extremely realistic and exquisite jade feet...

"Well... this is art. You may not know that the masters of Gouya Temple once said that art comes from life..." Ryan's ears turned red.

"Really?" Sindra chuckled. "I think it's a good drawing... but some details don't seem right. Do you want to take another look?"

?

Ryan lowered his head.

I found that a white and tender jade foot had stepped on my thigh without me noticing.