The night deepened over the unnamed island.
A massive serpentine body covered in steel scales coiled up, encircling a warm bonfire and an exquisite tent, serving as the first line of defense for its master.
Whoosh—
The chilly night wind gusted by, causing the half-extinguished fire to flicker on and off. Between the serpent body and the tent, a thick shadow gently wavered; it was the Shadow Sub-dragon, Kaka, attentively monitoring every rustle and stir.
If danger were to approach, it would instantly drag the entire camp into the Shadow Realm.
In a mere three days, the two people and their two companions had already ventured into the very heart of the Treasure Sea.
With the Pipi Snake as their mount—even though it was only a small species of sea monster—no ocean predator dared to provoke them. In these times, ordinary sailors might sign a life-and-death contract before embarking on an ocean voyage, but for them, it was little more than a spring outing.
