The sea surface resembled a stagnant pool, without a ripple in sight.
The sea water appeared pitch black, resembling a kind of black sticky liquid at first glance, similar to some oil-based substance, and the surface emitted a foul stench, even stinging the eyes.
Josh slightly furrowed his eyebrows and instinctively held his breath.
Upon careful inspection, one would notice that the sea surface was strewn with floating carcasses of marine life; various dead fish, whales, dolphins, and small fish and shrimp, seemingly long dead, emitting an overwhelming odor.
Every now and then, bubbles would erupt in some spots, appearing on the brink of explosion.
A deep voice sounded from behind: "Do you know how long we've survived in this environment?"
Josh turned around and saw the statue behind him.
She slightly furrowed her eyebrows: "How long?"
The statue: "Hundreds of years."
