Chapter 1215 Robin and Fitz 3

Chapter 1215 Robin and Fitz 3

The historical text is very unfamiliar to the general public, and there are few of them scattered across the vast ocean. Even if one is lucky enough to come across it, people who don’t know its value will only think it is some kind of stone tablet and will not be able to interpret the meaning behind the text.

"I seem to have really seen a stone similar to the historical text." If the sky curtain had not appeared, the little fish man would not have paid attention to the stone tablet with special marks.

There are not too many ancient relics of this kind soaked in sea water in the deep sea. Every time a country changes, most of the history of that country is either destroyed or sunk to the bottom of the sea.

Fitz hunts in the deep sea with a trident, hunting small schools of fish and low-IQ sea beasts passing by, and occasionally tracks sea kings into the deep sea.

During a deep-sea hunting trip, Murloc was attracted by a sea king to the deep sea area of ​​Bilgewater, which is conservatively estimated to be 10,000 meters below sea level.

He saw a large number of underwater ruins. For the little fishman with limited knowledge, he didn't know what these buildings were used for, so he temporarily gave up tracking the sea kings.

He spent half a day exploring the buildings in the underwater ruins, hoping to find treasures left behind by his predecessors, but the result left him very disappointed.

The treasures in the ruins had long been looted, leaving only partially rotten remains and a piece of stone with strange marks engraved on it, which it thought might be valuable.

Fitz used the trident at hand, preparing to break the strange stone into small pieces and take them out of the deep sea one by one.

Now I think I underestimated the hardness of the stone. The historical text is used to record the lost history, and it will not be easily broken. The little fishman poked it a few times with the trident, but not even a white mark was left.

Carrying a stone that was conservatively estimated to weigh dozens of tons from the deep sea ten thousand meters below, the little fishman chose to give up, leaving the strange stone to remain on the seabed.

"Later, I asked the permanent residents around here and learned that the underwater ruins of Bilgewater are temple buildings, and no one knows how many years they have existed." The little fishman is not the first witness to discover the ruins of the underwater temple.

It was discovered by sailors hundreds of years ago. There was once a legend that there was treasure in the underwater ruins, which attracted many treasure hunting teams, spent a lot of manpower and resources, and many people died when entering the deep sea.

In the end, they all returned empty-handed. The legend of the treasure was self-defeating. There was no treasure in the underwater ruins. Even if there was, it was only there in the past. This generation could not find even a piece of gold.

Nowadays, the legends about the treasure of the underwater temple are all about deceiving outsiders and squeezing out the surplus value from them. If you have money, you want money; if you don’t have money, you want your life. Bilgewater is just that wild.

Robin is obsessed with lost history. As one of the few archaeologists in the world, she has the responsibility to record the lost history and leave it for future generations to read.

"Fitz, actually you don't have to carry the entire historical text up from the bottom of the sea. Find some free time and bring the rubbing tools with you to help me make a copy." Robin was very interested in the history recorded in the underwater historical text.

Robin had to find something to do since she was staying in the lighthouse anyway. Besides, she hadn't discovered the Revolutionary Army in this generation, so it was unrealistic for her to become stronger.

Fizz nodded and agreed. He dived into the deep sea below ten thousand meters and completed the task of copying the historical text. It was not difficult for Fitz.

The next time he goes fishing, he will do this. If Robin likes something related to words, Fitz can also help him find some ancient books on the black market.

"Turn off the camera and let this little guy have a rest. As a slave of the Naga tribe, let her own people think about it." Robin was a little tired and ready to rest. Today she planned to continue sleeping with the little fishman in her arms.

"Okay..." Fitz just opened his mouth to agree, but his keen senses warned the merman that the waves in the sea at night had strange changes, which was unusual.

The little fishman immediately climbed up from Robin's legs, his ugly face full of urgency, and grabbed the trident by the door and rushed to the watchtower area on the third floor.

"Fitz has enemies coming"? !

Robin watched the little fishman run out in a hurry, put on a coat, and walked up the stairs from the second floor to the third floor, step by step.

Robin occasionally comes to the third floor to watch the sunrise. Although the space on the third floor is small, the view is very wide. As the most important lookout area of ​​the lighthouse, it is qualified.

"These ugly guys are here again! They won't let me sleep again"

It was late at night. A man and a fish stood in the lookout area, staring at the originally calm coastline. As Fitz had expected, the nearby sea was showing signs of movement.

The sea water in the distance seemed to be pulled by an invisible giant hand, rising in a strange rhythm. The waves began to surge wildly, hitting the shore and making a deafening sound.

Huge splashes appeared in the sea, and half-human, half-snake monsters broke out of the water. Their upper bodies looked like humans, and their skin was glowing with a strange glow.

Its hair floated in the water like seaweed, and its red eyes were filled with deep indifference and evil. Its lower snake body was thick and slender, looming in the dark sea.

Fitz adjusted the angle of the searchlight on the third floor, and the lighthouse illuminated the group of monsters that had come ashore directly, helping Robin see clearly how many uninvited guests had emerged from the deep sea.

"They are really Naga, and their characteristics are exactly the same as those of the slaves in the auction."

Every Naga who came ashore could flexibly control four arms, and each arm held a weapon.

Under the searchlight, Robin could see the facial details of the Nagas. None of them were ugly. Their beauty was as good as that of mermaids. They were worthy of being the daughters of the Mother Sea.

According to the research of the host of the auction, remembering what Mr. Koro said, the length of the Naga snake's tail can be used to determine whether the Naga is an adult, how old it is, and whether it has given birth.

It was obvious that the group of Nagas in front of them had snake tails that were over ten meters long. They were all adult female Naga warriors, and they came with weapons and had bad intentions.

The little fishman has fought with the uninvited ugly monsters more than once, and he doesn't mind taking a few more snake skins as trophies.

The living Naga slaves are worth more than 20 billion berries, and the little fishman thinks that their shed snake skins can also be sold at a high price. If he harvests a few more snake skins tonight, it will be just enough to supplement the family income.

Seeing that Fitz was getting a little irritable and was about to rush out to fight with the trident in hand, Robin hurriedly stopped Fizz beside her and said, "If you can communicate and listen to what they have to say, it won't be too late to fight then"!

Fitz felt that what Robin said made sense. Fizz didn't like communicating with the ugly monsters before. He wanted to see blood when they met, and he didn't give the Naga any chance to speak at all.

The Nagas who landed did not take action without saying hello, and it seemed that they were planning to have a talk.

Robin was curious about why these four-armed beauties came.