PING!
The bait Shi Ming had cast seemed to twitch. A ripple spread out from where the fishing line entered the water.
The concentric circles were clear and distinct, spreading neither too fast nor too slow.
'A fish is on the hook?'
The small piece of an evil tentacle he was using as bait suddenly melted in the scalding seawater, transforming into tiny eyes. They spread out with the ripples, turning the water viscous, as if it had suffered the most extreme form of pollution.
Shi Ming felt a weight on his line.
Like any ordinary angler, he yanked the rod.
Hm?
'He actually reeled something in!'
At the end of the line hung a large eye, over a meter long. It was flung into the air, spinning. As it flew, writhing tentacles sprouted and coiled around it, layer upon layer, exuding a sinister aura.
It was like a miniature Abyss Lord!
It stared at Shi Ming.
As if to say: Found you!
'Interesting!'
