Chapter 780: Cruel Killing (2/2)

After reading the memory of that shark warrior, Fei learned that the members of the Sea Tribe called this power ‘Sea Power’. They believed that it was the most supreme power in the world. Once this power was cultivated to a high level, it was terrifying!

Also, there were tens of thousands of clans in the Sea Tribe in the oceans.

Different to many people’s assumptions, the Sea Tribe wasn’t divided based on species and clans. Instead, they were grouped based on geographic locations.

Taking the Sea Tribe at the [Sea of Fragrance] as an example. It was ruled by the mermaid clan, and it had control over more than ten clans such as the shark clan, the giant whale clan, and the seahorse clan.

Although different species had different body structures, they had similar talent, and they could all cultivate the Sea Power which was the only energy that the Sea Tribe could use.

The only difference was that some high-level clans of the Sea Tribe had members who were better at cultivating the Sea Power, and the low-level clans were much inferior.

After Fei figured out the body structure of this shark warrior, he pulled back his energy and used the spirit searching technique again, starting to read this creature’s memory and wanting to get some supplementary information to the information that he obtained from the first shark warrior.

“Demon! Devil! Vicious human! You must be a demon who came from hell and the abyss!” The giant whale warrior struggled and cursed crazily. He knew that he was dead for sure, and he wanted to provoke Fei more so that he could get a faster and painless death.

Bam!

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After the second shark warrior went through that vicious spirit searching technique, he fell onto the ground powerlessly. Although he didn’t die right away, his body was twitching unconsciously. His brain was damaged, and he lost his consciousness. However, his body was still shivering and showing what kind of a painful process he went through.

“Your Majesty!”

“Principal!”

At this moment, the three university students dashed over.

Louise, Pato, and Oscar looked anxious. They followed behind Fei as soon as they could by tracing the battle marks on the ground. When they got here, the battle was already over. What made them happy was that there was one survivor, and he was a boy who was in their age group.

“He is so thin… Is he ill or sick?” Louise stared at this boy who looked calm and murmured after observing for a while.

“Such pity… those vicious members of the Sea Tribe made him lose all his loved ones…” Oscar was gentle. As an orphan himself, he felt sympathy toward this boy who had his eyes closed.

“Hello, my name is Dessler.” The boy let go of Fei’s shirt and walked out of the shade of the valley. He was slow, but the smile on his face was warm, looking like a gentle breeze. He instantly made the three university students like him.

With his eyes closed, this boy reached out his hand at the three students.

This was the first encounter between the future most powerful gold saint of Chambord, who was the closest to the realm of gods, and his peers.

This wasn’t documented in the history books.

At this moment, the sun finally sunk deeper into the horizon, and darkness enveloped the land.