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Chapter 728: Chapter 579: Is This a Joke? (Part 2)

"This guy, really afraid of leaving the seawater, feeling decompression sickness, unwilling to rise, scared of the sudden change in pressure causing him to burst?"

Xibo looked at Magaras and suddenly mocked, "What’s wrong? Can’t hold up anymore?"

Magaras said, "The opponent is at the seabed, at the peak of his time... His power is indeed formidable, my speed of repairing the fishing net can’t keep up, need to return and pull it out once."

"The trash caught by the fishing net at the seabed is too much, let’s pull the net back, empty it, and then redeploy to deal with him!"

"Only good at making excuses." Xibo spoke that way, but inwardly understood that the trash caught in the fishing net was indeed a bit much, so could only order a return, pull back the net, and clean the garbage off first. freewebnovel.cσ๓

The process of returning was very quick without any assistance in retrieving the net. freēwēbnovel.com

A giant net over a light year was quickly pulled back, exposed in the void, covered entirely in various stones, bricks, smelly socks, plastic bags... densely packed, like a mountain of trash.

A group of sailors from the Wave Nation aboard the ship surged in to clean the trash.

During this cleaning process, exclamations were quickly heard:

"We found the second Divine Object tombstone!"

"There’s a third one here!"

"There’s a fourth one!"

Evidently, the fishing net reached the ocean center and pulled out many relics from the ancient Ninola civilization.

"Let’s go have a look."

A few people went together.

Discovered that three tombstones had different texts written on them.

"Dead, dead, all are dead, the eleventh tier doesn’t exist, this is a paradox."

"It was born, the eleventh tier succeeded, it proved there’s no path ahead of us, there’s inherently no eleventh tier."

"Leave the ocean to attain happiness, really want to see the outside world again."

"These texts are so cryptic." Magaras commented, expressing his dislike for these enigmatic messages.

Xibo, the god of lies, on the contrary, had a smiling face, warmly said, "This is quite normal, over a hundred divine object tombstone series, probably connected into an entire scripture..."

"But we’ve only found a few, naturally just some fragmented sentences."

Xibo’s words were agreed upon by everyone.

Fortuna naively asked, "Wait, we’ve reached the seabed’s center, how come there are only a few pieces? Wasn’t there supposed to be over a hundred pieces?"

"Could it be our luck was bad, only fished in the southern hemisphere, the remaining hundred divine objects are all in the northern hemisphere?"

Magaras calmly said, "Of course not, the stuff inside can destroy divine objects, probably destroyed by that thing, leaving only some scattered scriptures."

"That’s quite a pity." Fortuna lamented, "Seems like the history of the Ninola civilization has been completely buried by the seawater, those glorious years, those songs, no one will ever know... We won’t be able to investigate what truly happened back then."

Clearly, the Ninola civilization is set to become an eternal historical mystery.

"There’s nothing to pity."

Xibo’s lips slightly curled, "How many civilizations and heroes in history are unknown? When we dredge out that thing from the seabed, we can roughly guess what was planned back then."

While they were talking, they had already emptied the fishing net again and redeployed it.

Snap——

This time, the net deploying speed was rapid.

Due to the reduction of obstructing seabed trash, it quickly took only seventeen days to regain previous progress, arriving back at the center.

"It’s happening again, the opponent wants to bite through the net."

"Don’t rush, repair the net, continue!"

Repeatedly back and forth, continuously deploying the net.

The entire tenth-tier civilization of the Wave Nation turned into a massive wheel, determined to expend the whole power of the void, and wrestle with that "big fish" at the seabed.

"One, two, one, two!"

Almost all the strongmen set out together, transformed into swarms of ants flying through the void.

The haulers pulled the towropes, passionately shouting slogans, fighting with all their might.

This scene even made Liu Jun slightly excited, "Thankfully there’s a Wave Nation, these divers are all ocean experts, otherwise it would really be troublesome."

This event requiring many mortals could not be handled by just a few lone Divine Spirits, likely would be helpless against this ocean.

Finally.

After several toil net pulls and withdrawals, spending a full half year.

They finally cleared the seawater.

Focused on that "big fish," through the massive wheel’s pulling, continually dragging him out of the water.

0.3 light years.

0.2 light years.

0.1 light years.

Everyone watched as the fishing net was mostly pulled out of the water, the intense slapping force continuously distorted the net, the formidable force made all the strongmen’s limbs tremble.

The fishing net seemed to be continually deformed due to that thing in the seabed, forcefully pulling into a cone shape.

Finally.

"It’s out!"

Snap!

The next moment, a terrifying gray-black seaweed-shaped creature appeared in front of everyone, covered in dense garbage and thorns, shrouded in chaotic black aura.

It roared a heart-wrenching painful howl like a primeval Fierce Beast bred in the primordial Chaos.

Roar!! Roar!! Roar!!

The ancient sound seemed to split the heavens and the earth.

Each of opponent’s chants contained the primal Dao sound of Heaven Opening, bubbles formed from its mouth and nose were actually small worlds opened by Heaven-Opening Divine Power.

The gas it breathed out was actually Heaven-Opening Divine Power.

On the seawater surface, it waved eighteen tails, creating large amounts of white chaotic sprays, each bubble spray being a world opened by the Heaven-Opening Divine Power.