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Chapter 730: Chapter 580: Eleventh Order, Strike

"Joke?"

Xibo smirked, bringing out the deranged escaped soldier,

"This poor old man waits day after day on the ocean floor for people from his homeland, deranged, mentally unstable, and you call it a joke?"

"Is this guy still alive? Oh, I saw him in history; he’s just a deserter! But it seems like his desertion was deliberately allowed."

"After all, the leadership at that time needed to leave a group outside."

This person thought for a moment, seemingly recalling the historical old deserter.

Xibo’s heart also ignited with anger:

"Playing with him is one thing, but teasing us? Toying with us, deceiving us, pulling absurd tricks—how’s that for a joke?"

"Kid, you’re really looking to die."

All believe your Ninola civilization is dead, exterminated.

Yet, now you tell us they were so bored in their undersea prison, sending drifting bottles in the ocean to tease us, is just a prank?

Do you realize your malicious joke, the fake desperate letter, could get people killed?

"Bastard!"

"Truly despicable!"

The sailors of the Country of Waves shouted, faces flushed with rage, "Grab him!"

"Pull him up!"

"Since he claims his civilization is dead, then now we’ll pull him out and beat them to death!"

"Who cares, this deep-sea monster is clearly eleventh-level... Pull it up, let’s talk afterwards!"

...

The guy who came out to negotiate, seeing the crowd boiling with anger, turned pale with fear and quickly hid back inside the fish’s mouth, disappearing without a trace.

"Damn, how could there be something so outrageous, just for a joke? Why use a fishnet to stir us up?"

Like being a keyboard warrior on the internet, separated by a network cable, yet the problem is forcedly brought up.

Poof!

The whole giant fish started again with a splash.

This entity seemed unable to stay long underwater and frantically swam deeper.

"Everyone, we can’t let them go, start fishing!"

"Loosen and tighten, exhaust its strength!"

The sailors shouted in succession.

At this moment, that deranged Ninola deserter, seeing his fellowmen show impatience, seemed like a broken filter, collapsed to the ground bawling.

The gods ignored him, instead beginning their analysis.

"Everyone, I might have figured out how the Ninola civilization survives underwater now."

Beside him, the God of Chaos Bal seemed to have deeper understanding of this Sea of Chaos,

"Firstly, that eleventh-level giant monster should be a product of Ninola in the deep sea... lacking wisdom."

"The Nunola civilization, for years, has resided within bubbles expelled by this giant monster..."

"Each bubble exhaled in the ocean is a parallel world..."

"This is a Chaos Creator who creates all things—a ruler of the multiverse, a multi-dimensional disaster sea monster, Ninola."

"Its snoring creates numerous bubble worlds of boundless civilizations, while beyond the bubbles lies endless Chaos."

"Every bubble’s ultimate fate is to be consumed by Chaos."

"If a strong being appears in this world, they will leave this doomed bubble world, enter Chaos, and proceed to other worlds..."

"Finally, this ascended strong one from the small world will see the terrifying truth of despair in the depths of Chaos, knowing that beneath them lies a massive entity... spewing bubbles of splendid worlds."

"This is the deep sea..."

"This is the reality of eleventh-level existence."

"They are not living creatures, but Creators patrolling the deep sea."

"In a sense, they are... Creator Gods, even the tenth-level is the limit that we beings can reach."

God of Chaos Bal slowly unveiled the truth of the eleventh level,

"And Ninola has leaped to become a true Creator civilization; they created Creation... but that’s all!"

The audience pondered, watching the terrifying deep-sea monster Ninola.

No wonder it’s so terrifying.

It requires tens of thousands of tenth-level sailors, coupled with the gods’ grand power, to pull it!

Moreover, this superb imprisoned civilization is quite intriguing.

Residing in the bubble worlds of the multiverse.

The strong ones of the bubble worlds ascend into Chaos, crossing over to newly formed neighboring bubble worlds...

"An innovative way of imprisonment." Xibo sharply commented.

The audience’s expressions froze, unable to refute.

"Meaning, when we netted this giant monster, we likely shattered the great world bubbles it emitted, causing the destruction of the Nunola multi-dimensional civilization."

"No wonder, the other side gritted their teeth, and flew into a rage... turned out to be a national extermination."

"Hmm, observing the situation, only a small fraction managed to survive by hiding with bubbles in the giant monster’s mouth!"

"It seems, our fishnet acts as sharp blades, slicing through the civilization."

With such keen perception, they immediately discerned, through observing this giant monster.

The experience is analyzed as an even more bizarre imprisonment.

"Everyone, the eleventh-level truly doesn’t exist, and once it’s surpassed, they probably become such supreme deep-sea monster Creators... only able to survive in the light-year deep waters of Chaos."

"Once they rise, they’ll perish."

"Such a pitiful, sad existence of the eleventh-level."

Watching the giant monster instinctively plunging into the sea, a trace of silence spread.

Unexpectedly, the so-called eleventh-level indeed brings despair.

True eleventh-level existence simply doesn’t exist in this world.

"Then why don’t those underwater beings, unable to surpass eleventh-level, surface? Why remain imprisoned deeper in the ocean?" Fortuna asked.

Having dived a million meters deep, everyone had become full of complaints.

The opposing force remaining imprisoned in the light-year-grade deep sea is truly admirable, yet they don’t attempt escape!

"Hmph, they likely lack the ability to rise at all."

"As the water pressure deepens, how can they emerge? If separated for too long, they face the destiny of being crushed by light-year-grade pressure. They can only hide within bubbles spewed by this giant monster, becoming... the Kingdom of Foam."

"Truly between a rock and a hard place."

The crowd felt a sense of pity.

So the secrets beneath the sea are indeed despairing.

All turning into foam, becoming momentary sparks.

"This eleventh-level deep-water giant seems to be collapsing due to decompression issues, facing imminent death."

Magaras glanced at the giant monster being relentlessly netted, "So-called eleventh-level, let me test it."

"Don’t die."

Xibo taunted, "Fighting monsters beyond your level, do you think you’re God?"

"Watch carefully, Xibo." Magaras looked below at the beast, eager to challenge, freewebnovel.cσ๓

"It’s trapped in the net, a beast in a fight, with extremely limited range of movement. Can’t I take it down?"

With that, Magaras stepped forward, delivering a fierce blow to the frightful giant monster.