Rhodes Island does not exist.

He saw Skadi charge toward a half-breed, as if she were surrounded by a thousand surging waves.

The heavy, dark blue blade was lined with sharp serrations, which cut through the air like a swordfish cutting through the waves, creating an arc with ripples.

Straight yet curved.

The front is a straight line, and the side is a curve.

Regardless of the fact that every line is exceptionally perfect, it's as if the greatsword has received an education in advanced geometry.

Thus, even the wounds that gradually appeared on the hybrid's body became perfect.

It was a thin, light blue mark that stretched from his lower abdomen to the top of his head, like a work of art cut by a nanoscale machine tool.

Then, the skin on both sides of his body split open along the fine lines.

It looked like a tattered string, or a garment with loose threads.

"Tick."

Then, the deep blue water droplets fell along the trajectory of the bloom.

That was the color of his blood and fat.

During his travels, the doctor had heard that some Agors' blood was not the normal red, but a strange blue.

Chapter 114, Chapter 113: Deep Sea Tales, Part 47 (holynght)

A half-blood was killed.

Divide it in two, clean and efficient.

Bright blue blood flowed down the man's flesh, filling the doctor's sight and smell with the salty, fishy smell of the deep sea.

This is the first one.

As the first hybrid's two halves fell to the ground due to gravity, Skadi had already drawn her freed greatsword and turned to the other hybrid wielding a grappling hook.

The speed was beyond description.

Because the Doctor couldn't even detect how Skadi was moving.

If the movement cannot be seen, then there is no movement, and therefore no speed.

"Shh!"

Stained with blue blood and grease, the greatsword vibrated in the air, leaving a ripple like the surface of the sea, which was etched into the doctor's eyes.

"Ding!"

But this time is different from the last.

Having learned from past mistakes, even the slowest person can instinctively make an evasive or blocking motion.

So the half-blood raised the grappling hook in her hand, trying to block Skadi's downward strike.

However, when this idea came to fruition, it was nothing but futile.

The grappling hook was no match for the greatsword pressing down on it.

Skadi's blade sliced ​​the hybrid down its right shoulder with almost no resistance, carving out a complete shape.

"Thump."

The mangled body, with an arm and a head attached, landed on the ground.

However, the torso, which contains most of the parts, remained standing in place, seemingly unaware of the attack it was suffering.

"a, a!"

The piercing howl finally erupted at this moment.

Every pair of red eyes that flashed in the darkness belonged to a hybrid, and now, like a pack of wolves under the moon, they joined the hunt tonight.

"It's a language I've never heard before." But even in this situation, the professor still had the leisure to focus on this level of issue.

“Agor.” Skadi was happy to explain, “There’s nowhere to learn it in Terra, so it’s perfectly normal that you haven’t heard it. In fact, it would be a big problem if you could hear it.”

"puff--"

Azure blood gushed out like a spring.

Just as she was answering the doctor's question, another hybrid fell to her greatsword.

Perhaps she did have the luxury of doing so.

But that's not necessarily true for PhDs.

"phnglu...mglwnafh...fhtagn!"

A deafening roar, like a carnival, resounded in the doctor's ears.

Mixed-race individuals receive the same benefits.

The Doctor and Skadi were no different in their eyes; they would hunt and kill any prey that appeared before them.

Moreover, although these hybrids have fallen into complete madness, they have not lost their minds.

They knew very well that this seemingly weak man in the trench coat was much easier to deal with than the powerful Skadi.

Therefore, the number of hybrid Agors who are actually targeting the Doctor is not small.

Furthermore, no matter how much Skadi's strength suppresses them, they are still part of the Deepsea Hunters, and their strength is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Skadi is strong because she is already a monster.

"fhtagn!"

When a sound is approaching, it means danger is imminent.

At this very moment, there were four pairs of red pupils reflected in the doctor's eyes.

Their figures crawled and moved through the darkness, each carrying a different weapon.

Battle axes, rapiers, maces, double-edged swords—in their hands, every weapon is extremely deadly, enough to crush the medium-sized forces in any military organization or mercenary group like withered grass.

At this very moment, they were right in front of the doctor.

But the doctor still gripped the hammer tightly, carrying the suitcase, without moving an inch.

As for Skadi, she continued her ruthless ways among her mixed-race compatriots and made no attempt to offer the Doctor any help.

Even if she could do it.

No, she can definitely do it.

But she didn't want to do it.

Because she had doubts about the doctor.

She was puzzled that she couldn't see through the traveler's heart.

She was puzzled by the fact that this traveler, who looked so weak, could remain calm even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

She was puzzled as to whether the traveler was trying to be brave or asking for help.

She was puzzled by this traveler... how he should solve the towering pile of problems before him.

Traveler, what is your identity?

What is your purpose in coming to the shores of the deep sea?

What secret do you hold?

Skadi knew none of this.

But Skadi knew that the man would not die in front of her.

-

The birth of civilization comes from the trinity—faith, authority, and enlightenment.

But at certain historical junctures, there always emerge certain figures who seem to have been burdened with inescapable responsibilities from birth, harboring countless ideals and wanting to spread their wisdom and ideas.

Although such people are quite rare, they often possess all the conditions of the aforementioned trinity.

Faith, authority, enlightenment.

An individual who perfectly integrates these three elements is generally called a "sage".

-

Skadi may never believe what she actually saw.

The first hybrid is wielding a battle axe.

He was a strong and powerful man, so his role as a frontline fighter was the simplest. His objective was also straightforward—to behead the man in black before him.

The second hybrid gripped his rapier tightly.

Her movements were swift and agile; moving with the shadows, she had already targeted the Doctor's weakest point, ready to turn her rapier into the enemy's nightmare.

The third hybrid wielded a hammer.

He is extremely fanatical about Agor and has always enjoyed the thrill of smashing other people's skulls like nuts, and this time will probably be no exception.

The fourth is Agor, whose double-edged sword is like the wind.

Her moves are always concise and effective, and she only targets the throat, considering the spurting of blood from the carotid artery as the best reward for her.

But these four highly skilled mixed-race warriors made one serious mistake after another in front of Skadi.

The first hybrid wielding a battle axe suddenly slipped as he brought it down, causing his weapon to fly out of his hand and towards the doctor's side.

The second hybrid, gripping his rapier, lost his balance as he thrust out his attack, falling to the ground like a comical clown. The rapier broke off as he fell, piercing his throat at an unusual angle.

The third hybrid wielding the page hammer suffered a bizarre dislocation of his forearm while swinging the weapon, and his skull was smashed by the uncontrollable momentum of the page hammer.

As for the fourth place...

She was standing right next to the first hybrid, so when the first one's battle axe flew out of his hand, she was right in the trajectory of the battle axe.

Therefore, the answer to her fate is simple and clear.

Chapter 115, Chapter 114: Deep Sea Tales - Chapter 48: The Guest Takes the Lead

In an instant, only a hybrid remained in front of the doctor.

Furthermore, due to the inertia caused by his hand slipping earlier, he almost fell to his knees in a prostrate position in front of the doctor.

Skadi witnessed all of this from the side.

In fact, Skadi had imagined all sorts of things that could happen to the Doctor, but never this one.

Even if he suddenly pulled out a Lateran Papal Knight's revolver from his briefcase and started firing at the Aegir half-bloods in front of him, it would probably be much more reasonable than what was happening in front of her now.

Is this really a coincidence?

If it was a coincidence, why didn't that person even move? It was as if he knew from the beginning that this would happen.

Skadi couldn't explain what was happening before her eyes.

Although she did not stop killing the Agor hybrids who kept rushing at her, her mind was filled with shock at the scene.

She felt that her few and fragmented common sense beliefs were being challenged.

-

"Get up."

Dr. said.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at the mixed-race person kneeling before him.

The hybrid's body trembled like that of a late-stage Oripathy patient.

As for the language he spoke, it was no longer the obscure and strangely sung Agor.

"Save me, save me... I am willing to repent. I am a person of grave sin, having offended God. Now, for God and for the love of God above all things, I wholeheartedly repent of my sins and resolve never to offend God again. I hope God will forgive my sins... Amen! Amen!"

His upper and lower teeth clashed repeatedly, and his whole being seemed to spew out repentant scriptures like a constantly firing Lateran rifle, as if he were a believer sentenced to death by the church.

"I said, get up."

The doctor stood in front of him and repeated his words once more.

His tone was flat and unremarkable, and his voice was as cold as ice.

But these simple words stopped the mixed-race man's rapid breathing and his string of words of repentance.