Chapter 166 - - 166 Dà lè zi rén_1

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Whoosh!

A golden figure broke through the surface of the sea.

The spray she brought up sparkled under the moonlight.

Selma?

Eddie’s pupils suddenly dilated.

He subconsciously took a step back, it was over, the Sea Demon had found him. He wouldn’t need to assassinate Paul, for Selma must have stolen the Ocean Horn.

Enke’s tentacles immediately reached towards Selma in the air.

Selma swung her spear, swatting away Enke’s large tentacle, and shouted loudly, “Enke, are you sure you want to attack me?”

Enke snarled and danced about its tentacles, staunchly guarding Duge behind it.

“Fool, he’s not a reincarnation of the Sea God.” Selma looked at Duge and asked, “So, you must be Paul Wolfs then?” She sized Duge up and down, a look of surprise flashing across her face, “Indeed a strong man, no wonder Enke mistook you for someone else.”

Strong?

Was she here to ask Duge to father her children?

Upon hearing this, Eddie inhaled sharply, oh god, had he done something wrong?

Selma wasn’t here for vengeance after all; if Paul managed a successful deal with Selma and got her treasure, he would truly become the Pirate King!

Thankfully, the assassination hadn’t happened.

Marsha looked at Selma, her eyes blazing.

Barry was trembling with fear, it was over, the true owner had shown up.

They had always said one shouldn’t mess with Selma for fun!

Was the path to becoming the Pirate King going to be cut short?

If only they hadn’t spread rumors about Selma in the first place…

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What a big fish!

No matter what, I must touch her…

Duge looked at Selma’s fishtail and showed the most sincere smile, “Selma, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

“Waited for me?” Selma snorted and pointed her spear directly at Duge, “Is this why you spread rumors about me, to force me to come to you?”

“Selma, don’t you think we are similar?” Duge said with a smile.

“Similar how?” Selma was taken aback.

“We’re both entertainers!” Duge laughed, “It’s just that you bring joy to yourself through trading, while I bring joy to people through rumors. Don’t you find it fun to make a fool out of a bunch of idiots?”

“In your name, I created a Fish Era, and everyone believed it. A bunch of them gleefully added fish suffixes to their names and renamed their ships. Tell me, what kind of expression would they have if one day they found out the truth?” Duge said.

“…” Selma.

Barry’s eyelid twitched.

Eddie had a streak of black lines on his forehead, thinking back to when he named himself after the freshwater fish, playing a little smart. He must have thought himself very stupid for Duge was just having fun!

Damn Paul!

“So, you spread rumors that I’d pay a fortune for offspring, just for your amusement?” Selma’s face darkened.

“Yes, the expressions on the faces of those people when you found them to verify the truth must have been priceless!” Duge laughed.

“They were priceless, but you’ve tarnished my reputation, and you must pay the price.” Selma’s spear pointed at Duge, “Only your death can cleanse my honor.”

“Impossible.” Duge shook his head, “Those who realize they’ve been fooled, do you think they will help you clear the rumors or will they further embellish the story and fool even more people? If I were them, I would definitely do the latter. Unless you kill every single person who comes to you with a hefty sum for offspring, the rumor will continue to spread…”

“What’s your purpose in doing this?” Watching Duge, Selma suddenly leaped over Enke and landed on the deck, her spear still aimed at Duge, “Without a satisfactory answer, today will be your end; Enke cannot stop me from killing you.”

“Amusement until death, joy above all. Things like the Sea God Scepter or the Pirate King, I don’t care about at all. I enjoy toying with others, and even if it leads to death, I’m happy.” Duge looked at Selma with a smile, “Selma, you’ve always been my idol. I love the hilarity you create with your deals, and what’s more fun than changing someone else’s destiny?”

“You think my trades are about toying with people?” Selma asked.

“Isn’t it? Life is so long; if we don’t find something amusing to fill it, how boring it would be!” Duge said, “What’s more amusing than nurturing a freak and then watching him grow, make mistakes, and become lost?”

Selma fell silent.

“Unfortunately, I don’t have your abilities and can only seek amusement in the most superficial ways for this world.” Duge sighed lightly and smiled at Selma, “That’s why I say we are alike.”

“Of course, there’s also the possibility of adding the Sea God. I feel that the old guy never really died. The so-called Sea God Scepter is just a toy for his amusement, and the Destiny Sea Map might as well have been torn into seven pieces by him.”

“Maybe that old fellow is hiding in some corner, watching a bunch of people fight desperately over the Destiny Sea Map, laughing to himself!”

Marsha looked at Duge with a strange look in her eyes.

“No, the Sea God is dead. I saw him fall with my own eyes,” Selma said earnestly.

“What does his death matter to us?” Duge laughed and winked at Selma, “Selma, let’s collaborate!”

“Collaborate on what?” Selma asked.

“If we’re going to make mischief, we should aim to trick the whole world, not just an individual. Like me, for instance, creating a fictitious era and having everyone chase after it,” Duge spoke earnestly.

Cold sweat broke out on Eddie’s forehead. A madman; this guy is a madman.

No wonder he created so many rumors, and after setting the bounty at 200,000 Gold Coins, he didn’t raise it any further. He was just watching the whole world make fools of themselves…

“Like spreading the rumor that everyone should search the sea to help a Sea Demon fulfill her wish for offspring in exchange for a large reward?” Selma snorted coldly, repeating the question.

“That was just a little trick I used to lure you out,” Duge said with an embarrassed smile, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the Sea Demon, “Selma, don’t you think we should keep this game going? With your skills, creating a fake Sea Demon to Confuse the real with the fake shouldn’t be a problem! Choose a few lucky ones, let them make a deal with the siren, give them treasure, and at their most glorious moment, tell them that they’ve actually been dealing with an abalone, wouldn’t that be amusing?”

“We could even trade them a fake Sea God Scepter. Imagine a bunch of people fighting bloodily over a fake scepter, and then, when the winner goes to Jannie with it, seeing Jannie’s expression when she can’t unlock the seal would be priceless, wouldn’t it?” Duge suggested with a smile.

Little did they know.

Meanwhile, Marsha’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Watching Selma, who was clearly tempted, Duge smirked to himself, what’s the main storyline?

I am the main storyline!

I refuse to believe when the Sea God Scepter comes into play, you all can keep hiding in the shadows…

“Your proposal is intriguing, but trades with the Sea Demon are always fair. If this gets out, it could ruin the Sea Demon’s reputation, and no one would ever trade with me again,” Selma said seriously.

“That won’t happen. Selma, don’t underestimate human greed. As long as there’s a benefit, even if one out of ten times it’s real, it will absolutely draw them in droves,” Duge laughed, “Actually, I have even more fun ideas. This time, the era’s vortex is the Sea God Scepter, the legacy of the Sea Demon. After this turmoil settles, we can also concoct a battle for deification, the Sea God’s reincarnation. I guarantee it will make every era interesting. Of course, all of this assumes that the Sea God Scepter doesn’t end up in Jannie’s hands…”

Creak, creak!

Under the black cloak, Marsha’s silver teeth nearly shattered.

“Selma, life is long, we have to find our fun, right?” Duge held out his hand with a smile, “I’ve got plenty of great ideas.”

“Deal.” Finally persuaded, Selma looked at Duge and extended her hand to shake his, “Paul, you’re an interesting fellow. Would you like to make a trade with me? Give me your heart, and I can trade you endless life.”

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