It is widely rumored that the Eastern Edge Sea has two most perilous areas: the Eye of the Azure Dragon and Netherisle. The sea around Netherisle is thick with fog, often eyed by giant sharks and ferocious fish. At times, the waters lie calm, while at others, waves rise to pierce the clouds, all contributing to an eerie atmosphere. It is said that someone once saw a shadow, as large as the Kun's back, amidst the waves of Netherisle. Some claim that the deep, dark waters turn green on every full moon night. Others say that a man-eating beast lurks there, its hunger unquenchable, causing the fog to persist all day long...
Those who dared venture into this area were often fugitives, entangled in blood feuds, debts, or lawsuits, or seafarers bold enough to brave the unknown. There were also some pirates, believing that treasures left by Emperor Qin during his eastward journey lie buried on Netherisle. Yet, no one has ever returned with news from the place. All who tried ended up vanishing into the thick fog.
At that moment, the sky and sea were both gloomy, as though on the verge of collapse. By the next day, a hurricane would surely strike. The Eagle Pirate Gang, eager to reach the shore, mistakenly entered the area of Netherisle.
Several pirates surrounded Ah-Wei Gong. As the ship passed through the fjord, a stone bridge emerged from the sea fog. Rocks fell from above and injured his back. The dark deck, now stained with bright red, sent a chill down everyone's spine.
Outside the helm room, a young man pounded on the door urgently: "Sail south and leave this cursed place immediately! If anything bad happens to Ah-Wei Gong, I swear I will..."
The door opened.
Master Eagle, holding a Hand Cannon, gestured for the man to continue.
The man exchanged glances with those around him, then continued his speech, but unconsciously lowered his voice.
"This fog is so thick you can't see your own hand. If you dare to sail back through the storm, I can give you a boat. But is it worth risking your life to send him back?" Master Eagle rested his Hand Cannon on the railing and asked.
His anger was far greater than his tone conveyed.
He couldn't believe someone would dare command him on where to steer the ship. He waited to see who would be willing to trade their life for Ah-Wei Gong's.
"Anyone willing to risk their life for Ah-Wei Gong can use this boat. Consider it a gift from me." He used the stock of the Hand Cannon to break the chain locking the lifeboat. The moment the boat hit the waves, it was immediately swallowed.
"Hah, isn't Master Eagle famed for seeing through the sea fog? If you ask me, it's not that impressive!"
"This Netherisle area is terrifying. I'd rather be swept away by the storm... Who knows if that monster is real?"
"Ah-Wei Gong was loyal, but ended up like this. From now on, none of us should risk our lives!"
...
All these whispers were carried by the wind to Master Eagle.
His veins bulged. And amidst the sea fog, a flash of fire burst out as he pointed his firearm straight at the bow.
Nothing annoyed him more than someone daring to take the helm from him.