GLUG GLUG.
GLUG GLUG...
The Fishmen hiding in the mounds swam out from their burrows.
As more and more Fishmen closed in, the space around them grew tight. Du Yu's expression turned cold, his hand reaching for the Fish Spear on his back.
HMMMM—
A low hum emanated from behind them. The surrounding Fishmen, who had been closing in, instantly scattered like a startled school of fish.
Behind the dispersing Fishmen, a massive shark slowly swam over.
When it drew closer, Qin Ziwen took a better look. That was no shark; it was clearly a large Fishman that bore a strong resemblance to one.
The creature came to a stop and spread its long arms. Qin Ziwen looked up; it stood over five meters tall. It had a pointed nose, a wide face, and when its lips parted, its teeth were as sharp as saws.
