375: Chapter 347 All Kinds of Martial Arts, This is the Armor Shark Swordsmanship!
(2/3) 375: Chapter 347 All Kinds of Martial Arts, This is the Armor Shark Swordsmanship!
(2/3) ——What kind of magical beast is this?!
Even Baron Gervain, who had lived by the sea for decades, had no idea what this glowing thing was.
Is it a giant Thunder Jellyfish?
It’s indeed common for a Thunder Jellyfish Swarm to gather around here, so it wouldn’t be strange for a mutant Thunder Jellyfish to appear…
But this one is way too big!
“Intercept!
It’s a Second-Level Magical Beast!”
Baron Gervain imdiately ordered, feeling a shock-like sense of danger: “Naval mines, anti-submarine torpedoes, cannons——block it, don’t let it get close!”
Now that an unexpected target had appeared, he could no longer worry about the risk of being discovered by Viscount Grant.
At his command, the night suddenly roared with thunder, and trajectories streaked through the water, rushing towards the dazzling blue sphere, igniting bursts of fire on the sea’s surface.
But these attacks were all in vain.
The explosions seed to be repelled by an invisible force, only bursting next to the blue electric light, while the torpedoes failed to lock onto their target, plunging into the deep sea after shuddering briefly until a muffled blast sounded from afar.
Not to ntion the anti-submarine bombs——as they were just being prepared to be thrown into the sea, all the sailors saw a sudden burst of intense light.
Swish!
The blue ball of light suddenly released a white glow bright enough to illuminate the entire sea area, making it impossible for anyone to pinpoint its location…
and at the sa ti, it accelerated!
Boom!
On the outskirts of the fleet, below the waterline of an escort ship, ca the sound of an explosion, with flas and twisted, breaking steel——cries of sailors and soldiers arose as the warship ca to a halt, losing the power to move forward.
“It’s a Second-Level Magical Beast…
It’s an Iron Armor Shark!”
The navy Sublimators in that area recognized the true identity of the beast, but still couldn’t believe it: “But why would an Iron Armor Shark control lightning and give off light?!”
——It’s a Labyrinth Species!
A type never seen before!
Baron Gervain was not afraid of the blinding light, but he couldn’t see through it, only barely making out the rough outline of the Iron Armor Shark.
It wasn’t large but incredibly refined with an awe-inspiring presence, likely a high-risk magical beast, a mutated labyrinth species that had mastered the photoelectric effect.
By now, even without any preparation, the South Sea Fleet was aware that it had been attacked by a magical beast.
One by one, Sea Battle Armor Suits were launched, and dazzling Spirit Energy Fluctuations lit up aboard the fleet’s flagship——an invisible protection was bestowed upon the Outer Armor of all ships, enhancing their toughness.
Although it might not withstand the impact of the Iron Armor Shark, it could at least make it a bit harder for the beast to ram them.
“Unable to lock on to the target!”
“Reporting to the commander, the Iron Armor Shark is cunning and has hidden in the deep sea!”
“Be careful, everyone, it’s very fast, don’t get caught alone!”
The noisy communications transmitted across the channel.
This was exactly why Sea Monsters made human fleets so troubled—these genuine pre-era biological weapons had performance, strength, and speed that far surpassed the fleets of this era.
Not to ntion, Iron Armor Sharks are faster than torpedoes in the sea, with bodies harder than battleships.
Cannonballs hitting them are like tickling, and if threatened, they dive into the deep sea, thousands of ters away and hundreds of ters deep, in less than ten seconds, and can use Origin Quality to resist the impact of deepwater explosives.
In return, their impact is comparable to the most powerful high-speed torpedoes; a ten-thousand-ton warship might withstand one hit but would struggle with two consecutive strikes.
A few more, and an accidental hit to the ammunition store could even sink the ship.
Against such monsters, not just the South Sea Fleet, but even the Whale Song Cliff Fleet would need a Second Energy Level powerhouse to don Armor Suit and intercept.
Combat with just ships?
It’s clearly a misunderstanding of the human fleet.
From the beginning, the enemies and targets of the human fleet have always been humans themselves.
At this mont, the Iron Armor Shark continued its charge.
The blue electric light was dazzling, but it couldn’t be captured; it was plunging into the lower layers of the South Sea Fleet at an almost perpendicular angle.
Sea Battle Armor Suits sward in, with chains shooting out like a torrential rain, planning to capture the behemoth using iron nets inscribed with force-dissipating Inscriptions.
But they hadn’t noticed that, within the gaping maw of the Iron Armor Shark, an arm belonging to a human abruptly erged.
An arm of a young man grasping a sword.
——An array of martial skills, this is the Armor Shark Swordsmanship!
Splash!
The flash of the sword instantaneously broke through the iron net; high-temperature electric currents dispersed in the sea, and the steel chains with their inscriptions disrupted began to slowly lt.
Another ship was struck and trembled violently, eliciting cries of alarm from the navy aboard.
“The interception net has been breached!”
“This Iron Armor Shark is formidable, a typical second-level magical beast wouldn’t possibly break the interception net in an instant!”
“Commander, what should we do?!”
“Retreat!”
Baron Gervain didn’t hesitate to submit—he could have taken on the beast himself, but why bother?
This noble of the Second Energy Level drew his weapon, a long and strangely shaped lance resembling a trident, but with blades on the flanks, inlaid with light blue inscriptions.
He leaped into the sea, confronting the Iron Armor Shark which had dived back into the depths.
“Please stop, we’ll leave the periter of your lair!”
He brandished the spear, causing the surrounding waters within a radius of a hundred ters to swirl violently under a trendous force, creating large underwater vortices that blocked the shark’s path to the fleet.
Clearly, he was not intent on a fight to the death with Shasha, just aiming to cover the fleet’s retreat.
The South Sea Fleet was shielding two damaged warships as they turned around.
It still retained enough strength and had entered battle mode.
If Shasha rashly pursued, it wouldn’t achieve much.
The shimring Shasha, surrounded by blue sparks, slowly patrolled the surrounding waters, watching the enemy’s retreat.
In the past, the two Tenglan Giant Eels had also fought with the South Sea Fleet, ending in mutual losses.
Giant magical beasts certainly have their advantages, but against a fleet, a large target becos easy to attack.
A creature like the Iron Armor Shark, neither too large nor too small, poses a real threat but is difficult to pin down.
Baron Gervain withdrew slowly with the fleet, the vortices moving with him.
The dense, blade-like high-speed water currents may not threaten the Iron Armor Shark but can conceal his attacking intentions and build up his strength.
His bloodline, ‘Vortex Sea Elephant,’ was best at controlling water currents.
His spear, forged from the horn of a White Horn Whale, could harness the power of the surrounding tides to unleash forces capable of sinking battleships.
In the sea, his power was formidable, surpassed only by Viscount Grant with his Aether Armant.
“Oh?
(Fight?!)”
Shasha was eager, but within its mouth, a voice spoke, “Let them go, this Baron Gervain is a tough opponent, and you, having just advanced, can’t actually beat him.”
“Right now, you’ve managed to intimidate them simply because you are a Labyrinth Species, but wait until you beco a complete form.
Once you truly dominate the coast of South Ridge, you can ram into anyone you like.”
“Oh!
(Okay!)”
Shasha backed away, and Baron Gervain breathed a sigh of relief.
He truly didn’t want to fight—battling a magical beast ant no credit or compensation, and if a warship got damaged, he could bla it on previous engagents with the Fiery Fla Land Fleet and go through the Imperial Military for repairs.
However, fighting this Iron Armor Shark head-on wouldn’t be profitable—even if he managed to skin and bone the opponent, not to ntion whether he could do it at all.
“Damn it!”
Looking towards the distant sea shimring with blue light, his brow furrowed, “With the Tenglan Giant Eels gone, now cos an Iron Armor Shark—why do the magical beasts of the Southern Sea never seem to end?”
“In a few years, if the Labyrinth breeds a third-level sea monster, then what will we do?”
anwhile.
Atop the Viscount’s Mansion.
A man stood, borne aloft amidst mist in midair, using binoculars to observe the distant glimrs of fire.
“I didn’t expect my premonition to be correct.”
Gazing far out to sea, Viscount Grant’s expression grew more solemn, “As I feared, there are other second-level magical beasts in the relics.
Master Gossay’s bad premonition has co true—having the old guard explore for instead of acting rashly was the right choice.”
But he looked troubled, “However, this makes exploring the Labyrinth and the relics all the more difficult…”
“I had Ian make use of his authorizations as the Labyrinth Master to draw a rough map.
Now the exploration of the Labyrinth is to be postponed again… Damn, why does everything fall into disorder as soon as it’s my turn?”
And Ian, who had shown intelligence and obedience, quickly understanding his orders, diligently sketched a topographical map of the Labyrinth to facilitate his exploration plans, was now saying his farewells to Shasha.
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