CHAPTER 231: CHAPTER 172: YOU HUMANS ARE TRULY TOO DANGEROUS!

For sailors who often travel, the Evil God Aelium is undoubtedly the most terrifying existence, and the fear He brings far exceeds that of any other Evil God.

Thus, the captain fired the instant he heard the chaotic voice of the octopus face.

Sailing is a high-risk occupation, and many of his friends never returned after going to sea.

Swallowed by the sea, disappearing without a trace, even their souls cannot find peace.

The souls of those who die at sea become offerings to Aelium, and some believe that the indescribable monsters beneath the ocean are nourished by the souls of the perished.

And now, he had actually shot dead a follower of Aelium!

The captain panted heavily while the crew stayed silent, prepared for battle, awaiting the storm and the arrival of sea monsters. No one believed that musket bullets could truly kill an Evil God’s envoy.

Until, a black ink-like liquid seeped from the hole in the serene octopus face’s chest.

"Go, bring him aboard for rescue!"

Ethan waved his hand, issuing the order.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, he sensed that this octopus face was indeed on the verge of death. He had never seen such a weak follower of an Evil God before, and more bizarre was that there was only this one octopus creature on the broken ship.

"Rescue!? Are you sure you want to rescue him?"

The crew was in disbelief.

"Do as he says."

Ave also came onto the deck, commanding the crew in a dignified tone. Nominally, she was the leader of this voyage.

The crew exchanged glances, and eventually, the captain nominated two unlucky souls. These two, with ashen faces, boarded the derelict ship’s deck and carried back the dying octopus face. They laid him flat on the deck, and the surrounding crew quickly gathered around.

Gradually, their fear of Aelium diminished somewhat. The hole in the octopus face’s chest and the continuously trickling black ink made them realize that an envoy of the Evil God had been so easily defeated.

Of course...

This was not by their own power.

The crew unanimously looked at the majestic figure on deck. It’s said that even the famous Lindong Witch would obediently don a maid’s uniform in his presence, willing to be a humble servant.

They seemed to gain courage and strength, becoming invincible traveling with this great figure. What shot out from the muskets was no longer just bullets, but supreme power!

The wound on the octopus face received a simple bandaging and was taken into the cabin.

"What do you plan to do? Are you going to dissect him?"

Ave somehow found a pair of gloves. Lacking a surgical knife, she had to settle for a cleaver from the ship’s kitchen. She waved the blade back and forth in front of the octopus face’s chest, showing a keen interest in this peculiar humanoid creature. "I learned some anatomy at the Enlightenment Society, but I’ve been out of practice for a while now, so I might be a bit rusty."

TeacherValerie was the teacher for the anatomy class. She said this subject could help them better understand the structure of living things.

"According to the Empire’s laws, we cannot dissect living humans or subhumans, but if it’s an Evil God’s follower, we can do it in two steps." After aligning the incision points, Ave tightened the gloves. "First, stab him to death, and then dissect the body after he’s dead, completely bypassing the Empire’s laws."

"You humans are too terrifying, let go of me, I want to go home!"

Upon hearing, the octopus face suddenly struggled fiercely, speaking in a bizarre "ocean accent," with the tentacles around his mouth wriggling frantically due to tension. He widened his eyes in horror, "Why do you want to kill me? You are the minions of the Evil God!"

The wound restricted his movement, and to prevent the "corpse" from thrashing around, Ave had already tied him to the "operating table" with straps.

She never expected that one day, she would be accused by Aelium’s envoy of being an Evil God’s follower herself.

Moreover, as an envoy of the Evil God, Uerta was indeed rather weak.

"You have thirty seconds to defend yourself."

Ave held the blade at the octopus face’s throat. Being pressed by the cold, sharp object, the octopus face calmed considerably and no longer thrashed about.

"Despicable minions of the Evil God, my soul will return to the sea, and my lord Aelium will lead me back to the abyssal throne!"

He closed his eyes, looking as if he had nothing left to lose.

"What are you going to do in the Western Continent?"

Ethan listened to the heartfelt determination of the octopus face, filled with a sense of tragic gallantry.

The octopus face’s pupils contracted in shock.

"Warn the people of the Western Continent? Inform the Deep Sea Council of the Evil God’s imminent awakening?"

Ethan was somewhat confused.

This octopus face was himself a follower of the Evil God, so why would he go to great lengths to run to the Western Continent to warn its people?

"’Don’t be too pleased too soon, my lord Aelium will protect the Western Continent’!?"

Ethan directly recited the octopus face’s inner thoughts. This was a warrior willing to sacrifice all, yet their role seemed to have turned into the servers of the Evil God, ambushing the envoy of the sea, planning to cruelly slay and dissect his body.

He tried to delve a bit deeper...

It appeared to be a city located in the deep sea, inhabited by many octopus faces, among which Uerta was one, also one of the few who had interacted with humans.

A merchant ship had veered off course, and Uerta guided the sailors back to the proper route. As thanks, the crew of the merchant ship...