Chapter 107 The past of Crystal Crown is too tragic!

Hey! Wake up! Out-of-towner!

Seagulls...waves...the smell of fish...

My name is... Riverst.

The last surviving member of the Griffin family, a night in the harbor, the betrayal of followers is always so deadly.

They viciously destroyed everything in the port and hung the bodies of their people on the sinking sailboat.

The magnificent family flagship, the Winter's Glory!

But amidst the flames, they were sank to the bottom of the sea by the traitors...

"Run, Riverst, run..."

In his eyes, the family castle was engulfed in flames, and he was tied to a small boat. The traitors sent the boat into the ocean to sacrifice him to the evil sea god to ensure that the power grab on the island would not anger the gods!

It was a hellish journey; every time I opened my eyes, I was met with blinding sunlight and a salty, fishy sea breeze.

He was tied to the boat and couldn't move. Even if he wasn't tied up, he probably wouldn't have put up any resistance.

Numb eyes, cracked skin, like a dead person.

His family was wiped out, he was sacrificed, and everyone he knew was gone. What else could he possibly lose?

The ocean remains calm; it seems the so-called evil god will not descend today.

In his world, seafaring is a sacred mission. They learn about each other across the islands, about the extraordinary life that lives in the sea, and... about an immortal and indestructible evil god!

Together they write the rules of the ocean and rule everything in the world.

Sacrifices, especially the sacrifice of high-quality souls, can obtain the help of some evil gods. They seem to accept some kind of rule and engage in transactions.

"Which evil god will choose me?" Riverst closed his eyes: "..."

He didn't know how much time had passed when a voice came, accompanied by the sound of footsteps. A cool sensation surged through his body as seawater seeped into his wounds, and the stinging pain woke him up.

Under the moonlight, a group of undead dragged him onto the deck.

This is a wrecked warship that should have sunk! But it is still sailing at sea!

"Are you afraid of death?" The door to the captain's cabin slowly opened, and an elderly man with flowing white hair walked towards him.

“Ghost ship…I thought it was just a rumor…” Rivers struggled to sit up straight, but to be honest, he wasn’t scared.

He had already prepared himself to die. Now, looking at the blade in the ghost's hand beside him, he wondered if he could rush over and be hacked to death.

Who knows what kind of torment one would suffer if they fell into the hands of such evil spirits!

Not only do you have to accept their rules, but you also have to endure unbearable suffering within those rules. You'd rather die a quick death than endure such torment!

"Rumors? No! Of course not!" The old captain spread his arms wide: "This ocean holds wonders you've never seen before!"

“But now, you need to serve me…” He smiled eerily, gripping Riverst’s neck with his barely visible hand.

"In this vast ocean, the strong prey on the weak! I also need to expand my own power, and the land I develop may not be the biggest prize for us."

"I need a living person, a normal living person, to come to the island and sacrifice themselves to give us more lives!"

"Of course! Don't get too excited!" The old captain waved his hand, and the ghost sailor beside him handed him a worm the size of an arm.

"No, no!!! Ahhhhhh—"

"vomit--"

Rivers struggled desperately, but the worm still burrowed into his stomach, causing him to writhe and struggle wildly, accompanied by intense nausea and abdominal cramps!

"Does it hurt? That's good!" The old captain stepped on the extremely weak and aggrieved Riverst. "Remember this feeling!"

"The Curse Worm won't kill you; it will only bring you pain. But when the Soul Bell rings, no matter how far you run, it will bring you excruciating agony!"

The old captain took out a golden bell and gently plucked it a few times, causing Rivers to writhe in excruciating pain.

“You will serve me, won’t you?” The old captain revealed two rows of black teeth.

"Now that the ship has docked, I'm giving you a chance: within a week, trick a thousand people into going out to sea. I think you're smart..."

...

Later, the ship docked, and at night... the seawater carried Rivers to the beach, where he was eventually discovered.

He was with a girl who was slightly older than him...

"Hey! Wake up! Stranger!" The girl shook Riverst awake, and seeing his weakness, she kindly offered him help.

“The sorcerers in the church charge exorbitant prices for treatment, so… you shouldn’t mind if I use alchemy to heal you, right?” The girl led Riverst to her residence.

Looking at this unfamiliar island, Riverst naturally hadn't forgotten the old captain's words. He thought of that agonizing pain... trick the islanders into going into the sea? Or die silently?

...

The girl's name is Ai Li, and she is a scavenger on the island. Fortunately, the island has abundant resources, so even those who often scavenge on the beach can fill their stomachs.

Her parents died in a shipwreck at a very young age, and for many years she was filled with fear of the ocean, but she was fascinated by the crystals and fragments that came from the other side of the ocean.

Some were gears made of wood, and some were bottles containing unknown solutions.

If you were to ask him how he knew so much, Riverst could only say…

"Aaaaaah—" A human male screamed in agony from the simple wooden hut.

"You said it wouldn't hurt!" Riverst clutched his scalded leg, the wound having healed completely with treatment, but the rest of his body seemed to be cooked through, the aroma of meat tempting his appetite.

"Don't say that, this is just one part of the treatment!" Ai Li bit open another bottle: "The burn will heal right away."

Just as she was about to pour the steaming bottle onto her calf, he struggled to stop her, shouting, "Wait! Wait!"

Rivers stopped Ai Li and asked seriously, "Does this hurt?"

Ai Li leaned back slightly: "It doesn't hurt."

After a brief silence, another pig-like scream echoed from inside the cabin...

"I don't believe you!!!"

...

Seven days... seemed to pass quickly. One night, Riverst walked up to the top of the cliff with his cane and gazed at the distant ocean.

He often suspected that the time at sea was actually a nightmare, but the ghost ship that appeared and disappeared on the other side of the ocean was definitely there.

For seven days, he did nothing; in fact, he was too weak to deceive the islanders.

Under the loose system, the islanders here are exceptionally friendly, except for Ailie.

“Hey! Riverst! I knew you’d be sitting here!” Airi climbed up from behind and sat down next to him.

She always finds herself in a strange way.

The only thing he gained from these days was probably Ai Li's feelings, even though he had no intention of going in that direction at all!

Alina's clumsy alchemy even ruined his leg!

"You always sit here quietly by yourself, are you thinking of your hometown?"