Chapter 474
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Both of them had very ugly faces. Their ears were black and gray, and they had very sharp teeth. Their gums were exposed, and their skin was as rough and ugly as a withered tree.
"Patriarch, your poison is one of the most poisonous poisons in the world. That Ciernan can't cure it, right?" the person next to him asked carefully.
"That's hard to say. After all, that bastard Ciernan isn't an ordinary bastard," the patriarch said in disgust.
"That's true. Ciernan is a cross between a mermaid and a piranha," the person next to him murmured.
The patriarch snorted coldly. "A scourge with an ominous fate was born from the cross! If such a person lives in our clan, our clan will definitely decline because of him! "
The patriarch stopped and held the halberd in his hand. His eyes were vicious. "Those who were sent to find him, don't retreat. Send more people to find him! If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse! I don't believe he can hide anywhere! "
"Yes." The person nodded.
The two chatted and were about to swim forward. The moment they looked up, they were stunned.
A young man stood in front of them.
The young man stood between the stone statues. His face was exquisite and beautiful. Compared to their ugly faces, it was like heaven and earth.
His fishtail was extremely beautiful. The scales were light blue and swayed gently in the deep sea. It was hard to look away.
Ciernan stood there and narrowed his eyes. His icy blue pupils were extremely deep and cold, staring at them like an abyss.
Both of them were stunned. The Patriarch's body suddenly stiffened. His pupils constricted, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Si … Ciernan …?" The skinny and ugly mermaid next to the patriarch stared at Ciernan in disbelief and stuttered.
Hearing this, Seiernan glanced at him indifferently, but that person suddenly took a step back in fear.
"You … Why are you here?"
Ciernan's icy blue eyes were full of frost. His lips curled into a cold smile. "You happened to be looking for me?"
The patriarch snorted. "Since you've delivered yourself to my door, it saves me the trouble of looking for you! This time, I won't let you escape! "
The chief looked at Cirnan with disdain and mockery. He held the halberd in his hand, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty madness.
Seeing this, Ciernan's eyes were deep and cold. He curled up the corners of his mouth carelessly.
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The seawater in front of him was red, and there was a bloody and rusty smell.
"I … I was wrong. Please let me go …" The wounded chief looked at Cirnan with fear in his eyes. The man who had been with the chief was already dead.
This … this is impossible!
A month ago, Cirnan had been as weak as an ant that could be easily squashed. How did he become so powerful in just a month?
One had to know that the rule of the piranhas was that whoever was strong would be qualified to be the patriarch.
Many people coveted the position of Patriarch, and it was very difficult to sit firmly in the position of Patriarch. However, the chief in front of him had sat firmly in the position for more than ten years. It wasn't hard to imagine how strong he was.
The chief looked at Ciernan in disbelief. Could it be that Ciernan had been hiding his strength for today's attack?
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