Free Web NovelChapter 1044: Chapter 581: Bay 3_2
The previous surge of waves and the moist sea breeze stirred up by the Shaman drastically increased the humidity of the entire space, making even the spark from striking flint unable to catch fire, and the gunpowder clumped due to exposure to the damp air.
Lance’s attempt to show off failed and his rhythm was interrupted, as he faced the Fishman Sword Saint head-on, forcing him to focus forward.
But all around him were Deep Divers wielding various weapons!
Earlier, Lance didn’t know which bastard had cut him on the back twice, and although the Flesh Reconstruction healed him immediately, the burning pain lingered.
Some dog also jabbed at him with a Hooked Spear, luckily he reacted quickly, otherwise being hooked would have been troublesome.
Can’t stop!
Fight on!
Since his clothes were already shredded, Lance had nothing left to fear.
"You ruined my clothes... you’re digging your own grave!"
As Lance spoke, a surge of Dark Flame erupted, quickly engulfing his entire body, consuming him entirely so that his clothes turned to black ash and scattered.
This scene baffled the Deep Divers, beyond their comprehension; did he just self-immolate?
Some clever one couldn’t resist poking with a Hooked Spear, but the sensation was not of flesh, but rather of something hard.
Before that clever one could react, it was slashed apart by a blade swung from the Dark Flame, and a terrifyingly shaped figure emerged from within.
Feeling the power of the Meteorite surging through him, Lance’s already extraordinary strength became even more terrifying, the insatiable thirst driving him to slaughter.
This would be a massacre...
The Fishman Sword Saint naturally wouldn’t stand by and watch Lance slaughter his kin, he raised his blade and charged.
But Lance suddenly raised his head, and the eyes on his mask seemed to hold a mysterious power, any enemy locked in its gaze would be momentarily stunned, and if unable to withstand it, would be paralyzed.
Caught unprepared, the Sword Saint fell into the trap, with a momentary pause in his actions.
Yet, being a Deep Diver favored by a certain entity, he broke free from fear almost immediately, yet unfortunately, Lance’s Wolf Fang was quicker, a slash sent the Sword Saint’s grim fish head flying.
Lance couldn’t even bother to stop and take another look, swinging his blade towards the next target.
By now, the Deep Divers had started attacking with their scrap metal weapons, but it was laughable, not even able to cause a scratch.
Lance didn’t even bother dodging, relying on his armor to absorb the damage, wielding Wolf Fang in one hand, while the gauntlet of the other hand morphed into sharp claws, easily tearing through the Fishmen’s scale armor and flesh, crushing their hearts and pulling out their intestines.
The foul flesh and blood staining the armor quickly dissipated, and the heart gripped in his hand turned to charcoal in the Dark Flame, ground into dust.
This was primarily to satiate the Meteorite’s hunger for flesh, as Lance was unwilling to use his own.
Sea Snails continued emerging from the surroundings, attempting to ensnare Lance with mucus, trying to obstruct his advance with their hard shells.
But there was no need to shatter those shells, just a swipe would tear apart the maggot-like purple soft body; even if it didn’t kill immediately, the incessant Dark Flame would consume their life force until death.
Once hit, death was inevitable, the remaining time was merely a grace period for them to bid farewell to the world.
Lance had no idea how many Deep Divers had gathered here, but knew that not many were left standing, some lay on the ground, some floated in the water, while a large number had already been sacrificed.
A scene of massacre unfolded, so much so that it was hard to tell who was the real victim and who was the monster.
Faced with an invincible foe, fear shattered their will to fight, many Deep Divers dove into the water to flee.
Even the Tide Controller was preparing to escape, but Lance clearly couldn’t let this big fish get away.
"Wang Cai!"
A deep call, a claw tore through the Void, and then Wang Cai emerged.
Their tacit understanding needed no words, as Wang Cai began hunting every visible enemy.
The Deep Sea Warriors refused to resign to their fate, wielding their weapons to attack or block, but those non-supernaturally enhanced weapons couldn’t even touch Wang Cai’s wind-like body.
As it opened its gaping maw and swept past, the Deep Sea Warriors’ thick fish scales were useless against it, as Wang Cai collided, tearing apart their souls, leaving lifeless corpses behind.
The Tide Controller was a spellcaster, wielding the Sea Urchin Staff to try making a move, but had they forgotten something? freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
Void Striding!
Lance’s figure suddenly crossed the distance between them, appearing behind the Tide Controller as if by instantaneous movement, raising Wolf Fang high and cleaving down.
Coral Barrier!
The Deep Sea Guard raised a shield, drawing the surrounding moisture into a protective barrier built of spiritual essence, shielding the Tide Controller within, even Wolf Fang was stopped by the emerging water wave.
Meanwhile, tentacles squirmed over to protect, lifting Fist Blades to smash at Lance.
Giant Squid Fist Blade!
Though fearless, Lance chose not to take it head-on or bother playing with this formidable guard, retreating to open the distance, simultaneously causing Wolf Fang to vanish, whipping out a spiral-shaped Bone Spear and launching it.
The Coral Barrier’s shield emerged, but with the help of special armor-piercing gear, the shield shattered instantly, with the sharp point piercing through the Tide Controller’s body, pinning them in place.
This scene felt somewhat familiar...
Back during the Fishmen invasion, hundreds of Deep Divers couldn’t do anything against the Mendicant Monk and Candlelight Priest, only by ambushing with this armor-piercing weapon did they break through defenses.
But today it was their turn, configuring a spellcaster and a guard, similar to the protection ritual and an unbreakable shell. freёwebnovel.com
In the end, similarly pierced and pinned in place.
How striking the resemblance in this world.
No matter the means, when faced with a prepared Lance, they could only perish on the spot.
The Tide Controller’s fish head tilted to the side, leaving the Deep Sea Guard in an awkward position.
Thankfully, Lance didn’t leave it awkward for long, slicing off its shield-bearing arm, before a head-cleaving strike nearly split it in two.
With the Deep Sea Guard’s death, the battle drew to a close.
Since the remaining rabble couldn’t organize an effective counterattack, all fleeing desperately, they just ended up in Wang Cai’s jaws.
Lance didn’t bother competing with Wang Cai for sustenance, as he didn’t need that bit of spiritual essence now.
Picking up the shield carved with a squid motif, all the other broken iron scrap bore corrosion marks, but this one was unmarked.
Lance looked somewhat puzzled; after that battle, they acquired two similar pieces, astonished at first sight.
One must know that, in his past life, modern technology couldn’t solve seawater corrosion on metals, only divert or slow it with various methods, presumably only a few metals like gold resisted it.
He was curious about what metallic material this was, but eventually discovered it was essentially the blessing of supernatural power, these dark-golden pieces seemed blessed by the deep sea against seawater corrosion.
The impact of supernatural power on this world was profound, paving innumerable shortcuts, but also countless traps.
Lance worried humanity’s technology might get ensnared, yet it was impossible to escape...
Lance had no particular thoughts, tossing the items into the Exhibition Room.
These weren’t concerns he needed to address now.
Arriving at the corpse of the Deep Sea Shaman pinned by the Bone Spear, he exerted effort to retract the spiral Bone Spear.
This item was also from the previous battle, identified as a whale’s horn, requiring no processing to possess inherent supernatural power, specializing in armor-piercing.
Such extraordinary creatures existing in this world shouldn’t be strange.
Lance left behind the Shaman, the guard, and the decapitated Fishman Sword Saint.
As the first two were rare research materials worth comparing with similar species for more intriguing discoveries, while the Fishman Sword Saint was prioritized, as Paracelsus hadn’t studied this type, the previous Sword Saint fled the last time, escaping capture.
