Valoran's waterway has a long history, but the devil Tam Kentch has a longer history.

According to records, this old demon has existed since the beginning of creation.

It ate as much as its life, from the muddy tent gambling stalls in the Python River basin, through the gilded gambling halls of Bilgewater, to the gilded gambling tables of Piltwof and Zuan.

But it seems to prefer to lure others into the quagmire of gambling than to bet on its own.

You know, it’s not just money that can be lost.

"Yes, it's me." Tam let out a low laugh, like the mud and sand that was constantly stirred up by the bottom of the river. "Big sway, big yawn, two coats. I have many names, and Tam Kench is the most well-known in Bilgewater, but I would rather people call me the King of the Rivers."

Planck put down his pistol silently, Tam said: "Since you know who I am, you should understand that I have the ability to help you get out of the predicament. Why not consider my advice?"

"There is no free lunch in the world, your help comes at a price," Planck said.

It was precisely because he knew that Tam was not so kind that he did not agree immediately. People who traded with the demons had never made any profits. The legends about Tam finally extended a truth - no matter how tempting its sweet words are, you will be lost in its mouth.

"You are right again, the price you need to pay is only a trivial thing." The devil laughed, not minding Planck's vigilance: "My deal is actually pretty good... but you have to be willing to compensate me."

"What do you want from me?" Planck carefully considered his words, and at the same time paid attention to whether there were traps in the other party's words, but he did not expect Tam to say the price straight to the point.

"One arm."

"Your appetite is too big!" Planck was furious.

This is different from the legend. In the story, Tam uses benefits to gradually lure people into depravity. At the beginning, it only costs a small price, but the higher the price it goes.

It is said that on one day of evolution, it found a struggling inventor in Picheng and gave her an idea to ensure that a wealthy family could notice it.

The reward it demanded was just a bunch of her hair, but now it had an arm coming up, which made Planck unacceptable for a moment.

"The wealth that others want, but what you want is to survive, the price will naturally be higher. But compared to death, the price is already smaller. If you don't want it, then I will leave." The devil was still laughing, its mouth opened as big as the entire city, and its words left Planck speechless.

What kind of solution is determined by this old demon, and how he chooses to accept it or not.

Planck had no choice, and staying here would only die in vain. He asked, "How do you take me out?"

Tam said: "If the world is a river, then I am the king of this river. There is no place I have never been to, and there is no place I cannot set foot again. Since I can come in, I can go out."

"I accept this deal. If you can take me out, I'm willing to pay the price of an arm." In order to remind Tam not to cross over, Planck reiterated the content of a deal.

"Trade." Before he could say another word, Tam opened his wide mouth and bit him.

Planck thought Tam had repented and wanted to destroy the deal and eat himself directly. This result was a kind of outcome he predicted. For him, there was no difference between dying in the mouth of a giant beast under the sea and dying in the mouth of a water monster, and it didn't matter.

But unexpectedly, this was just the way Tam used to take him out of the belly of the sea beast.

After being swallowed by the big mouth, Planck felt like he fell into a turbid river, letting the surging water flow wash, and his head was dizzy.

And outside he could not see, the wooden board at Tam's feet created a vortex out of thin air, swirling its bloated and fat body into it, and then disappeared in the cabin without a trace.

The giant beast under the sea seemed to feel abnormal, and the stomach wall squirmed violently, and the huge pressure instantly crushed the wreckage of the Mingyuan.

Planck felt like he was thrown into a drum filled with river water. The sky was spinning for a while. When Tam was spitting out, he found himself on a beach.

Below him was fine white sand, which became darker by absorbing the water from his body. The sound of tides came from his ears. A quick crab on the clean sea not far away kicked off the water and disappeared quickly, as if he was frightened by his arrival. The opposite direction of the sea was a dense tropical jungle, which was a scene that was difficult to see in Bilgewater, because the trees there were cut down to use to snatch the house.

Planck endured the dizziness and got up and looked around again, and finally confirmed that his place was on a small island in the Python Islands, in the north of Bilgewater, the territory of the Baru people.

Generally speaking, the Birgiwaters are forbidden from the Bilgewaters to their territory. But Planck is different. He has acquaintances here, so he is not very worried about being driven away.

Moreover, at present, there is no one nearby except him.

A fat and sticky claw grabbed him. Planck turned his head and found that Tam had not left yet. He was stared at by its yellow eyes without pupils at close range, which made him feel a little worried.

"It's time to fulfill his promise." Tam smiled gloomy, then suddenly attacked, grabbed his left arm and bit it.

Caught out of control, the severe pain of the tearing left arm made Planck roar fiercely. He saw the white bone slag looming at the fracture, and the torn muscles and blood vessels were exposed to the air, and blood was constantly gushing out, dyeing the beach under his feet red.

The sound of chewing in his ears was the sound of the demon's teeth crushing the bones. He covered his arms in pain and fell to the ground, roaring constantly.

The devil seemed to have tasted it carefully before swallowing the flesh and blood. When he thought that his arm had entered someone else's stomach, Planck couldn't help vomiting.

"The arm of the Pirate King? What a good appetizer." Tam laughed in satisfaction and patted his round belly.

Planck held back the pain and raised his head. From this perspective, his face was blocked by the protruding belly, but this did not affect Planck's imagination of its evil smile at this moment in his mind.

Looking at his empty left arm, Planck realized that he finally paid the price to survive - an arm.
Chapter completed!