Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit

Chapter 240 Amon and the Sea

"who are you?!"

The man wearing a black pointed soft hat still had a smile on his face. When he heard the Grim Reaper's scream, he touched his monocle and spoke very softly.

"You don't need to be confused."

"You'll soon find out who I am."

Just as the Grim Reaper was about to unleash his fury and turn this fool who dared to stand in his way into a corpse slave, he suddenly felt a wave of mental confusion wash over him.

He was horrified to find his body trembling uncontrollably, as if something was crawling on his soul, and his spiritual sea was gradually losing contact with him.

“You, what did you do?!”

"You're a demonic spirit master too!"

Upon hearing this, Amon shook his head, a hint of pleasure in his voice.

"You can't say that."

"If I become an evil spirit master, my father and brother might break my legs."

"To be honest, I really admire you. You managed to wipe out the entire Shrek Seven Devils all by yourself."

"This record is enough to make you a part of me."

The messenger of death longed to pray to the god of death he believed in, to recite the name of the great god of death one last time before he died, but he found that he could not utter a single word.

Or rather, even his own thoughts no longer belonged to him; he clearly felt himself gradually becoming someone else.

At this moment, he felt no fear whatsoever; instead, his heart was as calm as a clear lake.

"Chief, Chief, what's wrong?"

What did he do to you?

"Damn it! There are dozens of us, do you think we're afraid of just one person!"

"Even if it's just a few dozen pigs, he can't catch them all in one go!"

Seeing that their leader seemed to have fallen into the enemy's trap, the bandits behind the Grim Reaper were all enraged and prepared to fight Amon to the death.

One of the bandits closest to the Grim Reaper gripped his broken longsword and charged straight at Amon.

Suddenly an arm appeared in front of him, and the bandit stopped abruptly, looking at the owner of the arm, who was none other than his boss, the Grim Reaper.

"leader?"

The Grim Reaper removed his black hood, turned to look at the bandits, and gave them the same smile as Amon.

The eerie scene made everyone feel as if their souls had been frozen. The bandit closest to the Grim Reaper was trembling in the knees, his lips quivering, but he couldn't utter a word.

"He didn't do anything to me."

"I feel good now."

The voice of the Grim Reaper was no longer sharp; instead, it was flippant and mocking.

Amon walked up to the messenger of death and said:
"A group of Amons were just wiped out by those Shrek Academy guys."

"This side can be replenished just in time."

"Anyway, we're not picky eaters."

Amidst the terrified gazes of all the bandits, the messenger of death reached out into the air, produced a monocle from seemingly nowhere, and put it over his right eye, saying:

"of course."

"It'll be good for them to have some fun with me within the Holy Spirit Cult."

“Father forbids us from harming ordinary people, but in his eyes these evil spirit masters are not even human.”

"They are a good bunch of toys."

Amon and the Grim Reaper were talking as if no one else was around, causing all the bandits to shudder. They quickly smiled, pulled a monocle from thin air, put it on their right eye, and said:
Looking for some fun?

"Haha, that's really impressive."

"Take me one."

Wearing a black pointed soft hat, Amon looked at the air beside him and said:

"My dear brother, now that you're here, won't you come out and greet me?"

Amon adjusted his monocle and looked at a tree that was very common in the Mingdou Mountains next to him.

Beneath the dense, green canopy of trees, a figure slowly emerged, without making a sound, and without even affecting the airflow, just like a ghost.

The figure, dressed in a white robe, with short golden hair and clear golden eyes, was none other than his brother, Adam.

"It's been such a long time, my dear brother."

"It's been a long time since we sat down and had a good chat since we parted ways in Xilu City."

Adam's eyes remained expressionless, and his tone remained gentle.

"Is your true form still at sea?"

"How have you been lately?"

"You should have found that Qilin by now."

Amon's smile remained unchanged as he spoke softly:
"of course."

"The real body is still a pirate at sea, having a great time."

"It's a pity that we poor bastards can only find amusement in evil spirit masters."

"As for the Qilin, once we know it exists, hunting it will be easy."

Adam nodded slightly and said:
"Ah."

"Soul technology has been developed."

"However, I don't think you would accept this technology."

"So why did you break out with Bai E and the others?"

Amon's smile grew even brighter, his black eyes meeting Adam's golden ones. "Because I want to see what kind of person Father favors most is really like."

"And why he can bear so many of his father's expectations."

"Of course, my dear brother, I didn't use any force."

"It was just a game with them."

“Our sister wasn’t hurt at all.”

Adam looked at his troublesome younger brother and didn't continue the conversation.

Has anything happened at sea recently?

Upon hearing Adam's words, Amon shrugged and straightened his black pointed soft hat.

"The sea has been very unsettled lately."

"Many sea areas have been subjected to a frenzied slaughter by unknown large soul beasts."

"As far as I know, the real culprit should be a deep-sea demon whale."

"The crimson blood of the sea spirit beast almost dyed the western sea red."

"That thing's next target is the South China Sea."

"The sea spirit beasts of the South China Sea have formed a coalition and launched a war of annihilation against the mad deep-sea demon whale."

"A total of forty sea spirit beasts at the 100,000-year level, a large number of 10,000-year sea spirit beasts, and countless 1,000-year and 100-year sea spirit beasts."

"Heh, the resources in the ocean are truly abundant. The number of 100,000-year-old soul beasts in just one area of ​​the ocean already surpasses that of the Star Dou Great Forest."

Adam's eyes flickered slightly, and he said calmly:
"The South China Sea will likely not fare well."

"That was a deep-sea demon whale king, the wife of the one from ten thousand years ago."

"Their strength should be about the same, but they act more recklessly because of anger and hatred."

Amon's lips curled slightly upward as he said:

"You do know."

"He truly deserves to be my father's right-hand man."

"Just what you thought."

"Those guys can't stop a crazed deep-sea whale king at all."

"Sea spirit beasts under 100,000 years old are no different from blood bags in front of this opponent."

"The enemy was killing and devouring at the same time, like a tireless machine."

"I parasitized a total of twenty thousand-year-old sea spirit beasts on the seabed to watch the battle. Before all of these fish-meng died, only twenty-eight of the forty hundred-thousand-year-old sea spirit beasts remained."

"As a result, the cultivation level of that deep-sea demon whale king increased greatly."

"The fall of twelve 100,000-year-old sea spirit beasts, along with the deaths of countless low-level sea spirit beasts, caused the morale of the allied forces to collapse directly."

"All the soul beasts scattered and fled, unable to mount a decent attack."

"These South China Sea spirit beasts are playing hide-and-seek with the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, relying on the intricate underwater tunnels and deep-sea canyons of the South China Sea."

"Heh, this method actually succeeded in holding back that deep-sea demon whale king."

Adam nodded slightly. The reason he was so concerned about the situation at sea was because Huo Yuhao would be going to sea to find other continents in the near future.

The turbulent ocean will undoubtedly add a lot of unknowns to this voyage.

Although Huo Yuhao's impressive stats and captivating mechanics make it virtually impossible for him to suffer any casualties, the Seer can't withstand too much impact.

Prolonged turbulence can also cause crew members to become mentally and physically weak, extending the voyage time.

The navigational knowledge in Douluo Continent is extremely backward, and the so-called sea charts are not much different from mythological stories.

Many researchers, upon seeing the nautical charts drawn for Douluo Continent, initially thought someone had copied the novel from the Magic Network.

From chart drawing to maritime positioning, enthusiastic researchers have to start from scratch.

Fortunately, although the Douluo Continent does not have satellite technology, it does have high-altitude detection technology, and Huo Yuhao has recruited a large number of talents in this field from Mingde Hall.

Xuan Ziwen, a leading figure in the surveillance field of the Sun Moon Empire, also arrived in Xilu City.

Xilu City certainly did not mistreat these talents from Mingde Hall. Advanced laboratories and high-level scientific research equipment were arranged for them, and they were even provided with the latest computing equipment.

Its calculation speed is roughly comparable to that of a level 60 spirit-type soul master.

It wasn't particularly fast, but it was convenient enough. This computing device opened the eyes of Xuan Ziwen and the others; it was the first time they had ever seen a soul tool with this kind of system.

The design concept and manufacturing techniques completely exceeded their expectations. Xuan Ziwen became fascinated by this soul tool that could automatically calculate, and began to study related knowledge like crazy, learning about the soul tool concept of Xilu City.

Adam looked at Amon again, his tone unusually showing a hint of concern.

"So, what do you want to do next?"

Amon glanced at the distant mountains and said with a smile:

"Of course, I'll continue being a pirate on the high seas."

"The sea is so lively, we won't be absent."

"The Holy Spirit Cult is also a fascinating group of people."

"Of course, we are also quite interested in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament."

Adam glanced at Amon, nodded, and then vanished from reality, leaving only his voice echoing in the air.

"Ah."

"Don't do unnecessary things."

"Otherwise, Father might get angry."

Amon took off his monocle, carefully wiped it, and put it back on.

"of course."

(End of this chapter)