Chapter 436 The Stubborn Sharktooth Tribe

Seeing Shark Face's complete defeat, the almost exhausted Boro finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With a "puff".

The eight-clawed golden-scaled sea lion beside Boro disappeared in a large white smoke and returned to its original location, the Abyss of the Sea King.

On the sea surface.

The warmth in the memory made Shark Face sober up instantly. He endured the pain of dying and moved his mouth away from Xiao Wu's neck. The bloody taste in his mouth that originally made him feel sweet became the most bitter thing in the world at this moment.

His pair of fish eyes without eyelids stared at Xiao Wu in front of him, and he said in a weak breath, "Xiao Wu, companion, brother."

He hated his behavior just now. How could he do something to Xiao Wu, his playmate who had grown up with him.

Xiao Wu, who shared the same fate with him, they warmed each other in their lonely childhood and grew up together to become responsible men in the Shark Tooth Tribe. He wanted to slap himself a few times. If there was a knife, Shark Face would stab his heart without hesitation. He couldn't let himself become a monster that devoured the people of the Shark Tooth Tribe, or even the lives of his brothers.

Despite the continuous drying of organs, blood vessels, and bones in his body, and the rapid loss of life essence, Shark Face managed to control the immense pain brought by the backlash of the power of the shark tooth ancestral blood.

Stubborn.

As stubborn as ever.

Stubborn to not beg for pain.

Stubborn to not bow to fate.

Just like the stubborn blue shark on the totem flag of the shark tooth tribe, with its head held high and its tail shaking.

Shark Face's body floated on the sea like a dead tree, unable to move at all, and even without the strength to say a word. His vision began to blur, he could no longer see Xiao Wu's face in front of him, and his consciousness became blurred.

But a totem flag of the shark tooth tribe was always in Shark Face's heart, immortal and stubbornly flying in the wind.

A line of tears jumped out of Shark Face's fish eyes.

Sliding across his cheeks, accompanied by his reluctance to part with his brother, his reluctance to part with the shark-tooth tribe, and his failure to fulfill his promise to protect the shark-tooth tribe, his round fish eyes were still stubbornly open, but they had lost the brilliance of life.

"Brother!"

Xiaowu roared to the sky, and the turbulent pressure from his body slapped the nearby sea water. He hugged the body of Shark Face tightly with both hands, and used his cheeks to warm Shark Face's already cold chest, but he couldn't save Shark Face's life.

"Brother Sharon, wake up, why don't you eat me?" Xiaowu murmured, tears surging like the surface of the East China Sea in front of him, filling his nostrils and mouth.

Salty and astringent.

Sadness instantly turned into anger, and he was ignited by hatred. Xiaowu turned his head suddenly and looked at Boro opposite. In his blood-red eyes, anger had reached its peak.

I don't know where the strength came from, Xiaowu swam desperately towards Boro's location, splashing angry water all the way.

He jumped high from the water and rushed towards the high-handed Bo Luo with bare hands, stubborn and fearless.

"Give me back my big brother's life!"

The voice tore his throat, tore the warm memories between him and Shark Face, and only anger remained.

Bo Luo's eyelids twitched. He was not afraid of Xiao Wu, whose strength was far inferior to his. But he was instinctively afraid in his heart. It was the stubbornness of the Shark Tooth Clan that frightened him. At this moment, Bo Luo finally understood why the emperor in the East China Sea Grand Palace had launched a war of genocide against the Shark Tooth Clan for decades...

Just then, a large splash of water rose on the sea below.

"Splash!"

The eight-clawed sea dog "Dingdang" raised by Bo Luo jumped out from underwater.

The huge sea beast blocked Bo Luo's body, waving eight long and thick tentacles, and making strange noises from its mouth.

Then, the octopus seal extended a sharp tentacle, and pierced the chest of Xiaowu who was flying over like a huge javelin.

"Puff!"

Xiaowu's chest was pierced, and the blood of the shark-toothed man flowed out from his huge wound, dripping into the sea, dyeing it red.

In this way, Xiaowu was pierced through the chest by the huge tentacles of the octopus seal, hanging in the air, and his life was rapidly fading.

Xiaowu disdained to look at Boro on the opposite side. He used up his last strength and turned his head to look at the shark-faced corpse on the sea below.

"Brother Sharlong, wait for me, your brother Xiaowu will go with you."

After saying that, Xiaowu's limbs and head drooped weakly, and his body slid off the tip of the octopus seal's tentacles, and fell on the sea with a plop.

Boro, who was still in shock, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the scene of the fierce battle just now flashed in front of him, making him shudder.

Bo Luo looked down at the bodies of the two shark-toothed men on the sea, and said sincerely: "Two stubborn men."

After saying that, he floated and stepped on the head of the octopus sea dog Dingdang.

The eight tentacles of the octopus sea dog flexibly paddled the sea water, carrying Bo Luo to swim quickly in the direction of Donghe City.

……

The bloody smell on Xiao Wu's body spread under the water, and a blue shark came from nowhere.

It shook its head and tail, sneaking under the water, and it found the bodies of Xiao Wu and Shark Face.

After a while, the bodies of Xiao Wu and Shark Face disappeared on the sea.

In the deep sea, in a dark corner, a blue shark was hidden. In its belly, there was actually a blood shark about an inch in size, which was the origin of the shark tooth ancestor blood, quietly dormant in the deep sea.

……

Several years later, on the Dolphin Spirit Island.

Outside an ordinary tribal tent, on a tall flagpole, the blue shark flag of the shark-tooth tribe still fluttered in the wind, stubborn and unyielding.

"Quack! Quack!"

Inside the tent, there was a loud cry of a newborn baby. The flag outside the tent seemed to be infected by the cry, and the blue shark pattern was flying and whirring.

"Congratulations, it's a boy." An older midwife held a washed baby boy in her hands and said happily.

The baby boy was naked, white and tender, healthy and cute.

The mother on the bed was full of happiness.

"My child." She said tenderly, and then carefully took the healthy baby boy into her arms, letting the little guy suck her milk.

"Look, there is a shark-shaped red birthmark on the back of this little guy." The midwife said.

The mother hurriedly looked at it carefully, and it was indeed a real shark birthmark, just like the blue shark on the totem flag outside the tent, lifelike.

At the same time, in the deep sea of ​​the East China Sea, a dormant green shark's belly flashed a red light. It was a blood-red shark shadow only an inch in size.

"It's the reincarnation of the shark spirit. My new master is born." A hoarse and wild voice came from the blood-red shark shadow.

The sea water boiled stubbornly.

...

Bo Luo returned to Donghe City.

According to his plan, he was going to capture Shark Face alive and send him to the Grand Palace for a public trial. Now that Shark Face has escaped from the prison in Donghe City, although he was killed by him, this matter obviously cannot be concealed. After all, it was he who allowed Hai Heshang to visit Shark Face in prison, but he didn't expect to cause such a big mess. If the truth was known to His Majesty the Emperor in the Grand Palace of the East China Sea, he would definitely question his dereliction of duty.

After thinking about it, Bo Luo decided to write a memorial, putting all the responsibility for Shark Face's escape on Xu Yang, Liu Haiyu and Guigu Changyang. He had a strong premonition that these three people would definitely chase to Donghe City.

In the study, Bo Luo carefully put the handwritten memorial into a round paper tube and sealed it with wax.

"Come here, take my memorial to the East Sea Grand Palace, hand it over to the Administrative Envoy in the East Sea Grand Palace, and present it to His Majesty the Emperor." Bo Luo ordered.

Outside the study, a personal soldier heard the call, walked in quickly, and respectfully took the sealed memorial.

"I will do it right away."

Then he retreated respectfully.

...

In the solemn East Sea Grand Palace.

Sitting on the dragon throne was the East Sea Emperor, who was also the patriarch of the Scaled Dragon Clan. He wore a golden five-clawed dragon robe and a dragon-shaped crown on his head, revealing an inviolable majesty. But his face was a little pale, and he looked like an old man who had just recovered from a serious illness. What was special was that there was a sharp horn only an inch long on each side of his forehead.

Six princes in python robes stood on the left and right of His Highness. The same thing happened: all five of them wore half-colored golden masks on their heads, with a sharp horn-like protrusion on the top of the masks.

The princes of the royal family of the Scaled Dragon Clan were born with short horns that symbolized the royal bloodline. If the royal horn is accidentally broken, it can grow again, but during this period, the prince will lose the qualification to inherit the throne. If the royal horn is broken by the prince himself, he will be severely punished. The most severe punishment is to kill him and use him to sacrifice to the ancestral god of the Scaled Dragon.

The seventh prince who had a conflict with Xu Yang and others in Jiaolong Bay was not among them. He was temporarily recuperating because the royal horn on his head was bitten off by the young Scaled Dragon. And since the broken horn has not grown back, he cannot go out and meet people at will.

"Early this morning, I received a memorial from Bo Luo. He said that he had captured Yun Qiao'er, the culprit who smashed the altar and broke the horn of the old six royal family in the Jiaolong Bay Holy Land, and imprisoned her in Donghe City. But the other two prisoners with Yun Qiao'er tried to break into Donghe City to rescue people, and killed the remnant of the shark tooth tribe, Sha Long, who was imprisoned in the Donghe City cell. More importantly, with these two people, there is a disciple of the Tiangui Sect who possesses the power of a scale dragon. The demon sword on this person is parasitic on our mortal enemy, the gray scale dragon - the rain demon." The great emperor said.

The six princes below were all surprised when they heard it.

The eldest prince in a golden robe stepped forward and said respectfully: "Father, if I remember correctly, the royal records show that the soul of the gray-scaled dragon ancestor beast called the Rain Demon was released from its seal five hundred years ago. That person was a powerful figure in the Heavenly Ghost Sect. It makes sense that the soul of the Rain Demon appeared on the body of a disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect five hundred years later."

"Very good, it seems that you read the royal records quite seriously. The man five hundred years ago had great magical powers, and my East Sea Grand Palace could not deal with him. But now this person has only the peak of the True Dan realm. The soul of the gray-scaled dragon rain demon is wandering outside, which is always a potential huge risk. If it can be taken back and re-sealed, it will be the best result." The emperor said.

The eldest prince rolled his eyes, stopped talking, took a step back, and the other princes also temporarily kept silent.

At this time, among the princes, the tallest and red-robed second prince stood up.

"Father, I understand what you mean. You want us brothers to take back the soul of the rain demon and seal it again. I have read the royal classics. It is recorded that the scale dragon clan was originally divided into three branches, the Yaqi branch, the rain demon branch and the dark scale branch. A long time ago, due to the disputes among the three branches, the scale dragon clan fell apart. In the end, it was my Yaqi branch that defeated the rain demon and dark scale branches, and sealed the soul of the ancestor beast that represented their heritage and highest combat power. Only then did the scale dragon clan unite and become the most powerful tribe in the East China Sea. In fact, the current scale dragon clan is our Yaqi clan. And the rain demon and dark scale clans are both mortal enemies that must not be allowed to appear in the world."

"Second brother, you are right." The emperor nodded in appreciation.