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Chapter 367 Echoes of the Martyrs, Cracks (2 in 1, please subscribe (page 12)

[You have entered the border fog. 】

[Due to the special nature of the border fog here, there will no longer be a fog surge here. 】

After finishing the work on Ozurek Island, Rogge did not stop and directly followed the guidance of the deduction and came to the border mist pointing to the source of the pollution.

Along the way, he also killed a lot of strange pollution monsters, many of them powerful, and among their drops was the [thin filthy corpse water] from before.

After entering the fog, Rogge didn't see anything strange for a while.

In order to avoid accidents, he still condensed a fog-dispelling light and slowly moved forward amidst the black tide.

Rogge relaxed his mental power and looked at everything around him.

As he continued to advance, he was also keenly aware that the sea water below seemed to be becoming more and more turbid.

There are more and more dirty black and red unknown substances, some corpses are dotted among them, and the entire sea is getting thicker and thicker.

Compared with the turbidity in the sludge swamp, it is just superficial.

Moreover, the further Rogge walked, the weirder the sea became, and a faint smell of corruption kept trying to get into his nostrils.

But fortunately, Rogge, who has become a demigod, can perfectly block these.

However, the visual impact is still there.

"Is this... the sea of ​​disaster that the old medicine man talked about?"

At this time, Rogge recalled the information he had obtained when talking to the old Yaoding.

He didn't pay much attention to these at the time, and in his subsequent experiences, he had never seen the sea of ​​disaster.

Unexpectedly, I ended up here now on my way to find the source of the pollution.

woohoo...

A trace of fire began to burn on the sea, releasing the smell of burnt barbecue, mixed with the stench of rotting corpses, and the smell was very overpowering.

At this time, the sea below Rogge couldn't even be called the sea.

Seawater does not account for the majority of it at all, but more of some viscous putrefactive liquid, which is very disgusting.

The grease floating on it is an excellent fuel, so it's no wonder the flames keep rising.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would probably frown and pinch their noses, thinking of getting out of here quickly.

But Rogge is obviously not a normal person.

After touching his chin, he smiled.

"Isn't this a good thing?"

Only novice fishermen complain about the environment, but experienced fishermen have already picked up their fishing rods.

After saying that, he rummaged through the inventory and took out a fishing rod.

"I don't know what will be caught in this troubled sea."

"Try it."

Rogge thought in his mind as he prepared.

Soon, he was floating in the air, and the black tide below him thoughtfully condensed into a lounge chair.

Rogge also took out some fruit snacks from the inventory and put them aside. Then he lay down comfortably and began to enjoy them while waiting.

Naturally, he blocked out the unpleasant smell of the Sea of ​​Disaster, otherwise, the food he eats would probably taste bad.

Naturally, his purpose was not to come here specifically to fish, but to find the source of the pollution.

However, the results of the deduction made him vaguely feel that this was something he could not solve now.

In addition, even if we turn back now, the ship on Ozurik Island is probably not finished yet.

So, why not take this opportunity to swing a few poles here, and also take this opportunity to see what is special about this troubled sea area...

buzzing...

Not long after, there was movement on the fishing rod.

Something took the bait.

Roger picked up the fishing rod without hesitation and pulled it up.

[You caught: Echoes of the Martyrs x1. 】

wow-

As the sticky putrefactive substance dripped, a head covered with mucus and maggots, with a crazy and screaming expression, was fished up by Rogge.

Seeing this situation, Rogge couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Although he was mentally prepared for the fish that might appear in the troubled waters, he was still a little speechless when he caught a rotten head with the first rod.

However, as a demigod-level existence, no matter how horrifying the death of this head is, it makes no difference to him.

The tentacles of the black tide, which are not afraid of dirt and filth, quickly and loyally lifted up the rotten head so that Rogge could further examine its details.

【Echoes of the Martyrs】

[Type: Special Weapon]

[Quality: Gold]

[Special Effect 1: When the user sacrifices enough sanity to this item, it will burn itself and cause corresponding pain and damage to the enemy. 】

[Special Effect 2: This is a weapon with great potential. The higher your rank and sanity are, the stronger its power will be. It is not impossible to have cross-rank effects. 】

[Negative effects: This item has no special harm. Apart from devouring sanity, its only hobby is to whisper to the holder while he sleeps. 】

[Explanation: The martyrs sacrificed their lives to create this powerful special weapon. There is no doubt about its power, of course, provided you can tolerate its sticky feel and stench. 】

"with me……"

"Conclude...contract...contract..."

Just when Rogge was observing carefully.

The rotten head suddenly twitched crazily and made a hoarse and weird sound, and its white-stained eyeballs stared at Rogge.

Make a contract? Does this bastard still have some spirituality?

Rogge narrowed his eyes, and the demigod-level aura that had been restrained slowly released a trace.

"About...about..."

Click click click click…

As if he had noticed something, there seemed to be a trace of panic on the martyr's rotten face. He moved his pupils away in fear, and his teeth chattered, as if he was afraid.

"I actually still have some spirituality..."

Rogge chuckled and watched the martyr's response with interest.

Rogge naturally had no interest in this disgusting and abstract weapon.

After reaching his level, weapons of this type can have very little effect.

However, the echoes of the martyrs cannot be said to be useless to him.

It retains a certain spirituality and may be able to provide Rogge with some of the information he wants.

"You probably don't want to stay in this sea of ​​trouble, right?"

Roger looked at it and smiled.

"I'll ask you some questions and answer them honestly. If it satisfies me, I'll let you leave here and maybe find you a suitable contract maker..."

After speaking, Rogge slowly stopped smiling.

"But if you act stupid or don't cooperate..."

"Then I'll crush your rotten head..."

"Okay... okay..." The echo of the martyr was obviously terrified of Rogge, and he was able to answer quickly even though he spoke like a stutterer.

……

After a while.