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!"
