A Man Like None Other Chapter 6783 Finding the Source
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- A once vibrant hunting ground is now a polluted area.
- The environment shows signs of decay and suffocation.
- The group enters a darkening and corrupted sea.
When David swam out of the Dark Blue City, the sea water around him became much darker.
The city’s turquoise light slowly faded behind him, replaced by a dark, murky color, like a thin layer of ink spreading across water.
The water carried a completely different atmosphere from Deep Blue City—gloomy and lifeless silence, as if something had suppressed it, lacking vitality and energy, and filled with decay and gloom.
Lan Yuan followed beside him, with Qian Hai and Shen Liu behind them.
The three of them had changed into new water scale armor, which was darker in color than before, with a light blue glow flowing across the plates, like shadows flowing in the water.
Lan Yuan’s gaze swept across the slowly darkening sea in front of him, his voice containing a hint of seriousness: “The area ahead is a polluted area.”
We call it ‘Abyss Current.’ This area was once one of Dark Blue City’s most important hunting grounds, filled with sea creatures and rich in spiritual materials—one of the lifelines that Deep Blue City relied on to survive for tens of thousands of years. But now…”
He didn’t finish his sentence, but David had already seen it.
In the sea ahead, the seabed that was once full of color was now covered in a layer of gray-black substance, like a thin layer of mud that adhered to corals and reefs.
The coral had lost its original bright color, turning greyish-white and brittle, as if it would crumble into powder with just a light touch.
The seaweed was no longer a healthy blue-green color, but had turned an unhealthy-looking dark yellow.
In some places, the plants withered completely, leaving only thin, dry stems that floated slightly in the water, like the weak and trembling fingers of a dying person.
A faint stench wafted in the air—or rather, in the water.
The aura that smelled was like rotten wood that had been soaked in sea water for too long, mixed with a kind of indescribable sluggishness and oppression, making the chest feel heavy.
The feeling is not just the sense of smell; it’s more like the whole soul is shrouded in an invisible mist, and every breath is accompanied by a sticky and stuffy sensation.
Lan Yuan squatted down and gently touched a withered seaweed leaf with his fingertips.
The leaf shattered soundlessly at the touch, turning into small gray-black fragments that scattered in the seawater like crushed bones.
He withdrew his hand, his voice bitter: “Three months ago, this place was a lush seaweed forest.”
When Qianhai and I first came here to hunt, the kelp forest was three zhang high, and was home to countless sea beasts and spirit fish, just like an underwater forest.