Chapter 365: Chapter 230: Consuming White Whale, Passing Inspection.
The White Whale, upon seeing such a massive White Wolf, was stricken with fear in its heart and mind.
After letting out a dismal cry with a deep resonance, it tried to flee frantically.
But the speed of the silver-limbed monster was too fast,
in the White Whale’s awareness, the Deep Sea had never before seen a species move so swiftly.
Even tuna or sailfish, known for their dominance in speed, did not possess such inconceivable velocity.
What kind of speed was this?
How could there be a creature so swift at the bottom of the sea, where resistance and pressure were so intense?
But no sooner had the thought crossed its mind, without having even activated its Talent, when the silver-limbed monster struck its back with a vicious claw.
A strength as heavy as thunder shattered the White Whale’s flesh, causing blood to spill without restraint.
The White Whale, usually a tyrant of the Deep Sea, felt the heavy scent of death in such close-ranged attacks.
Amidst its frantic wailing, the White Whale attempted to activate its most powerful Talent to flee.
However, the silver monster’s attack was too vicious, leaving no chance for the White Whale to use its Talent.
Just as the whale had been sent tumbling dozens of ters away by the powerful attack force, it once again felt the silver monster approach,
as those long talons adorned with dense silver fur, seven or eight ters in length, viciously pierced through the back of the White Whale, flayed open.
The thrust perforated the whale’s body, and its organs, its insides, were nearly instantly destroyed due to the substantial wounds.
The once vigorous Vitality Value was rapidly slipping away in the face of such grievous injury.
But the White Whale, with a trendous will to survive, still gambled on its last chance, activating all of its Talents imdiately.
In a flash, purple fluorescence appeared, turning the dim Deep Sea into a lantern offering illumination.
As the fluorescence erged, countless torrents of seawater surged toward the silver monster that had stabbed into its body,
at the sa ti, nurous waves swept over the White Whale, attempting to wrap it in a protective film and carry it away to safety.
The Talents of the Variant Species White Whale were very potent, yielding doubly enhanced abilities related to water in the ocean.
These Talents had once allowed it to escape from the gaping jaws of a Killer Whale group while it was still weak and young.
Ever since reaching adulthood, it had barely encountered a worthy opponent in the Deep Sea.
Its Talents had hardly been called upon.
So now, it hung onto its final hope in its own Talents, wishing that they would save its life at this mont of life and death.
But it soon discovered in horror that the Talent that had once saved its life, even if it stirred up countless water dragons in the Deep Sea,
seed to strike upon the silver beast as if it were a colossal reef that had stood for a thousand years, not even making it tremble in the slightest.
Its Talent for escape, which sought to whisk itself away, was found far too weak compared to the strength of the silver talon that had skewered its body.
Every nerve was in agony, every cell howled in pain, but it could not free itself from the impaling grasp of the silver talon.
Nothing was left but blood diffusing recklessly, nothing but a dismal cry echoing through the Deep Sea.
The more fiercely the White Whale resisted, the more intense the pain it encountered; the talon inside tore through creating even more terrifying wounds.
Battered by heavy blows, all the whale’s organs were shattered, now relying solely on its tenacious Vitality and Vitality Value to hang on.
But the silver monster, with its cold gaze, showed no hint of emotion.
No joy in the impending kill, no craving for the flesh and blood of the White Whale, as if it were an emotionless slaughtering machine.
All there was a seven or eight-ter long forelimb, dragging the wailing and struggling White Whale directly towards a massive, several hundred square ter Coral Stone deep at the bottom of the sea!
Bang!
Accompanied by a massive shockwave, fragnts of the Coral Stone shattered everywhere.
The White Whale’s originally harmless large eyes were instantly filled with blood.
Its head, which was still struggling and wailing, also smashed heavily against the Coral Stone, instantly leaving stark, blood-streaked traces.
The skull crumbled in that ferocious impact.
This sheer brutality was indescribable; under such force, the Variant Species White Whale, comparable in Vitality Value to that of a Level Thirty Bear Clan, was bleeding out furiously.
The rate of bleeding was so drastic, it couldn’t withstand two or three more powerful blows!
The White Whale’s last shred of consciousness was filled with panic and shock.
For, even with its considerable intelligence and experiences with nurous formidable species deep in the ocean, it still had no idea what this silver creature was?
It also could not fathom the silver monster’s godlike Speed and peerless Strength.
With such speed and strength, and considering the silver monster’s size, hunting Blue Whales or Killer Whales would be effortless, wouldn’t it?
Why then had such a creature never appeared in its awareness or mory?
In the end, the White Whale died with these feelings of shock and bewildernt.
The last trace of life faded from its bloodshot eyes.
With his current strength, even without invoking his Talents or Origin Power, slaying Variant Species below Level Thirty was a cinch.
Of course, with New Species it might require so effort, after all, the strength of New Species cannot be compared with ordinary Variants.
And after Su Lin had hunted the Variant Species White Whale, he did not hesitate for a mont, letting the corpse float before his eyes as he began to consu it.
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