John glanced at the pitch-black abyss beneath the sea. He guessed that the treasure hidden on the map was deep within these waters. As long as he dealt with the powerful monster before him—the Lantern Fishman—
Then he would definitely obtain the treasure.
Though his body was surrounded by the cold seawater, his heart began to burn with incomparable heat.
Humans could not speak freely underwater, but the monster Lantern Fishman could. With a smug look on his face, he said, "The light from the lantern on my head is meant to lure people like you, who dive into the sea in search of treasure, into a battle environment advantageous to me."
"This is my advantage as a member of the Sea Demon Tribe. You can't speak, can you..."
"What a pity. Humans can't even breathe in the ocean, let alone speak. Holding your breath must be very uncomfortable right now, right?"
The Sea Demon Tribe?!
When he heard those words, John's heart shook. He recalled the ancient books he had once read. They claimed that this was a race with strange abilities, vastly different from merfolk.
If merfolk represented fairy-tale beauty and were famous for their looks—even never eating fish—then the Sea Demon Tribe represented ugliness and ferocity.
They were hideous beyond measure, more like beasts than people. They were savage, loved eating meat, and even devoured fish from the ocean. They also possessed immense strength.
For example, the naga's songs could bewitch the heart and cause people to lose themselves—the Sea Demon's Song!
There were also Sea Demons like the one before him, who had lived on the seafloor for years, tempering their physiques and combat skills until they became extraordinarily powerful.
John's expression shifted, and he grew solemn. "I never expected the legendary Sea Demon Tribe to