The vast ocean churned with waves, but the water seemed polluted somehow. In many places, white foam floated on the surface.
As the waves crashed, much of the foam gathered into large patches, making it look like sheets of foam board.
The Alien Dragon skimmed low over the sea. Tao Yu looked at the foam and sensed a faint trace of pollution within it.
It had probably come in with the Burning Legion.
"How are you communicating now, and where are you?"
"I honestly don't know, but my friends in the sea can find them..."
As Sea King watched the Alien Dragon speed across the water, he felt much more at ease. The ocean was his domain, and with them so close to the surface, he finally had the power to protect himself again.
He was still caught in the dragon's claws, but all he had to do was break free, and he'd be a caged dragon returning to the sea!
But just then, the grip of the dragon's claws tightened, almost making him throw up.
"I asked you a question. Why are you spacing out?"
Tao Yu's voice made Deep Sea's face flush red. It wasn't anger; the grip was simply so tight that he could hardly breathe.
"You're squeezing my gills..."
Deep Sea explained hoarsely, sounding a little aggrieved.
"You should've said so."
Tao Yu had the Alien Dragon loosen its claws a little.
Deep Sea was such a wimp. A little squeeze and he was already whining...
The West Coast, San Francisco.
The once-prosperous city now had smoke rising everywhere.
The streets were a scene of devastation. Collapsed buildings, wrecked cars, and broken fire hydrants spraying water had left the ground in disarray.
Corpses lay everywhere, surrounded by a stench of decay and black-red pools of