Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 348 - 347: Better You Than Me

Chapter 348: Chapter 347: Better You Than Me

A clear whistle sounded, and the sea aura emanated from Lin Hao’s body, pouring into those sleeping three thousand Naga.

Gurgle...

A string of bubbles emerged from the mouths of the Naga, one by one, they opened their eyes.

Indifferent, intent on battle!

Just like ants and bees.

The Atlantis race has been suppressed under the sea for many years, also resulting in similar mutations.

There are upper Atlantis beings, with developed brains, powerful cultivation, and even knowledge of legendary magic.

There are middle Atlantis beings, physically strong, natural warriors, like worker bees and ants, born to fight, known as Naga.

There are also the lowest class laborers, poorly developed, called the ugly Half Mermaids.

But, as the race slept, the lower class laborers grew restless, started rioting, stole the Holy Artifact, and continued to suppress the remaining clansmen, using the Holy Artifact to transform themselves.

Female Half Mermaids, with the help of the Holy Artifact, gained greater power, even drastically changing their appearances to become Mermaids.

While male Half Mermaids remained ugly and disgusting lower-class employees, failures of the Holy Artifact’s transformation.

The Holy Artifact is important to the Atlantis race, and even more so for the Half Mermaid branch!

But now, what Lin Hao needs to do is to save Song Qinghong and his group.

The sky is still gloomy, lightning flickering like a snake’s tongue within the clouds.

The sea wind howls, waves surge, and within the Skeleton Islands, a murderous aura pervades.

Here, it has been a long time since such a strong smell of blood.

Blood that has dyed the bones of millennia-old giants red, and even the sea breeze carries the scent of blood.

The wailing screams, like mourning ghosts, drift with the sea wind into the distance.

On the skeletons, the bodyguards and thugs of the second generations hanging at the lowest row are mostly dead, with only two or three limbless ones still wailing.

More than ten wealthy second generations have already been scared pale and trembling, even urinating and defecating from fear.

"Do you think, he, he will come?"

One of the wealthy second generations, already hanging by a thread, with a pale face, his lips trembling, stares into the depth of the sea at the ancient ship that seems to appear and disappear, as if muttering to himself, yet also asking his companions.

His bodyguards are already dead, dismembered corpses hanging below him.

If Mu Ri doesn’t show up soon, the next one to be mutilated might be himself.

"I... don’t know..."

After all, they weren’t very close friends, only having met on the giant ship because of Louis Diobus, united by a common goal to ambush Lin Hao.

If they knew Lin Hao was Mu Ri, Mu Ri was Lin Hao, they would probably already be in despair.

Time has already passed by a day.

The sea is still the same as always.

The tide rises and falls, the ancient ship in the distance comes and goes.

"Human beings, all cowards!"

Michelle Miller clenches her teeth, her handsome face staring into the distant sea.

She is certain that the Mu Ri who stole the azure crystal is on Death Island, perhaps even on the ship opposite right now.

But, she can’t rush onto the ship.

She moved, and the ancient ship would retreat, heading back to Death Island.

On Death Island, there are minerals that suppress their Half-human Mermaid kind, without full preparation, they dare not attack Death Island.

"Wait and see, you will all die!"

Michelle Miller had already made a military decree in front of the Half-human Mermaid Clan Leader and even lost ten years of her lifespan in a fierce battle with Lin Hao.

This was an unforgivable sin.

She, must have her revenge!

She would personally hang Lin Hao on Skeleton Island, slice his skin and flesh off one by one, and then watch him howl in agony until he dies.

However, up to now, that man still hasn’t shown up.

Michelle Miller was already growing impatient.

She turned her head, looking coldly at the person hung below the jawbone of the giant beast.

"You humans, really the least trustworthy. Always spouting big words, but in the end, nothing but cowards!"

Upon saying this, the smile on Michelle Miller’s face suddenly disappeared, and her expression turned fierce.

That stern face made everyone hanging on the ropes shiver continuously, sweating profusely, not daring even to breathe.

Michelle Miller was very pleased with this effect.

Swishing her tail, she approached a rich second-generation, her eyes filled with murderous intent: "Didn’t he say, if you kill one of you, he will kill two of my people, if you kill two, he will exterminate my Mermaid Clan?"

"Now I have already killed more than twenty of you, using the most brutal methods. What has he done?"

"Hiding, not even daring to show a tail, has he swallowed his own words like eating shit?"

"However, does he think by hiding, I can do nothing to him?"

"Look, that ship on the sea, perhaps he is on it right now, watching you all die."

"Since he loves to watch so much, today I’ll give him an eyeful!"

The more Michelle Miller spoke, the more insane she became, her eyes eventually turning blood-red. She reached out and grabbed a large sword stained with blood.

This sword, on this particular day, has already chopped off many hands and legs.

Holding the sword, Michelle Miller swung it lightly, approached another rich second generation, looking at him playfully: "I heard Mu Ri is very powerful. Today I want to see, with influential people like you being killed, if he can still just watch."

"I, I’m not influential, I, I’m a small fry, a small fry! Our family just has a bit of money, they sent me to Resurrection Island to gain experience, please, don’t kill me."

That rich second-generation had already seen many die by this sword.

Having their limbs slowly amputated and bleeding out alive, being bisected alive experiencing agonizing pain.

He did not wish to experience any of those deaths.

"Is it?" Michelle Miller scoffed disdainfully, her gaze towards the rich second-generation’s limbs: "Tell me, should I chop off your hand first, or should I chop off your leg first?"

"No, don’t chop, I, I don’t want to die, me, I don’t know Mu Ri well, don’t kill me. Even if you do, he won’t come out." The rich second-generation burst into sobs, looking at Michelle Miller.

But, would Michelle Miller listen?

She glanced in the direction of the ancient ship, and with a wave of her hand, swung the sword...

"Don’t!"

Before the sword had even struck, a scream like that of a slaughtering pig rang throughout Skeleton Island, and even at the ancient ship far away, a faint scream could be heard.

"Don’t kill me, killing me is useless. Those three men up there and those two women are the ones associated with Mu Ri. Killing them is more useful than killing us. Don’t kill me, really, maybe if you kill one of those three men, Mu Ri will appear. Maybe if you just put the knife to those two women’s necks, Mu Ri will come too. Killing us small fries is pointless, please, don’t kill me, kill them instead."

Better them than me!

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