Even more amazing is that, because they were in a line, the Deep Sea Guard behind the Tidestealer was also affected by the bombs flying out, its shield face caved in, and it completely lost its ability to move.
This is the power of the iron shot!
Trying to withstand bombs with flesh is an extrely foolish act, at least the Giant Pincer Tidestealer sacrificed itself to demonstrate the consequences to everyone.
Death seed to freeze the Tidestealer’s muscles instantly, Lance wanted to pull off the cannon barrel but couldn’t.
Seeing this, the Deep Sea Shaman burst under pressure, turning to flee, but Lance raised his hand and flung a spiral bone spear, piercing through its fish head.
Instant kill!
The battle ended, Lance struggled greatly to pry open the two pincers and retrieve the cannon barrel; markings appeared at the spot that was clamped, showing minor scuff marks.
We must know that this is a cannon barrel, forged very solidly, otherwise it couldn’t withstand the internal explosion pressure; it’s imaginable how terrifying the power of those pincers is.
Other Deep Divers have more or less traces of humanity, but this thing is truly abstract.
Because its head was blown up, it has no value to remain, so they simply sacrificed it, betting on whether it might drop equipnt.
Unfortunately, he wasn’t favored, or perhaps the Giant Pincer Tidestealer wasn’t enough to move that existence.
After tidying up the scene, Lance continued on his path forward.
Lance was very clear he’d not taken the wrong path, and he gradually began to understand it all after prolonged exploration.
Because those artificial landscapes around him began to expand gradually.
What does it an?
Originally sized for human viewing, now they’ve beco gigantic, casually five or six ters, with the exaggerated ones reaching up to ten ters.
This evidently wasn’t made for human viewing, but built with another purpose in mind for creating such wonders.
But there’s no trace of supernatural power on this thing, similar to the many strange stone sculptures earlier, it’s just decoration.
Having made it this far, Lance had no reason to retreat, stepping forward to cross that stone gate repeated countless tis.
Inside was a gigantic empty cavity, but before Lance could examine it, a faint sound ca from far to near.
Lance couldn’t help but halt as everything quietened, the clear, beautiful lody at his ears... even his soul resounded.
The song felt three-dinsional, listening to the moving lody was like seeing the wonderful figure swimming in the sea, brilliant lights shining down from above the sea, making that streamlined body seem to appear and disappear.
Suddenly, the tone changed, and the image in the mind followed suit, a dreamlike figure appeared on a reef singing loudly, creating a glamorous scene under the soft moonlight.
It’s just unclear why the face couldn’t be seen clearly, which only made it more enticing to approach.
Just close enough to see...
Even Lance shivered listening, a strong curiosity erged uncontrollably, pushing him to walk ahead.
The closer he got, the clearer the sound beca, in his heart beautiful mories kept surfacing, various fantasies of the future one by one erged in Lance’s mind.
He seed to see the ancestor falling before him, the world singing praises of his great achievents, those emperors and kings obediently submitting under his blade, warehouses piled with endless gold coins and all sorts of rare treasures, alongside him are mighty generals and renowned ministers, the harem beautiful won like clouds...
Power, fa, wealth, authority, emotion.
All human desires aroused, as if he could have it all, provided he accepted her invitation.
Lance slowly raised his head to look, and saw that under a moon-like backdrop, a strange pink-purple hue was revealed.
However, no one would care about this, because before him was a rmaid with a fish tail and human body.
The upper body was humanoid, with white hair flowing as if gently dancing in water, adorned with exquisite decorations.
The lower part was a fish tail, its silver scale armor gleaming under the pink-purple moonlight with a starlike glow.
But none of this mattered, even the bare human body couldn’t hold Lance’s gaze, in almost an instant of seeing, his attention was entirely captivated by the face.
That face bearing a faint smile seed to have a peculiar allure, transcending gender; whether male or female, just one glance would lead them to eternal sinking.
Not to ntion that figure extending a hand toward him, as if beckoning.
She needs ... I should go... protect her... fight for the deep sea...
Lance’s steps were moving forward uncontrollably, his gaze oddly vacant, like a puppet on strings.
Until he drew near enough, the rmaid stretched her hand toward Lance.
"Don’t touch with your filthy hand~" Lance suddenly swung a torch to block the slender arm reaching over.
Looking up at Lance, those eyes were clear with no trace of the earlier daze.
The existence was stunned, but the scorching flas made the figure retract its hand sharply, letting out a coarse scream that didn’t match the previous elegance of the song.
"Ah!"
This sudden shout imdiately shattered the dreamlike atmosphere, the hazy pink-purple moonlight vanished, leaving only the cold moonlight shining down.
Lance roughly scanned his surroundings, a broad space, the ground was a shallow pool, every step stirred ripples in the water.
Above the space, a crack projected a cold light pillar illuminating the central part, only then did he see no rmaid at all?
Under the moonlight was an ugly, twisted, revolting monster, re sight enough to cause nausea.
Though it shared the fish tail and human body, this creature’s lower fish tail was bloated and clumsy, lacking any streamlined grace.
Moreover, the fish scales weren’t shimring silver but a dull blue-purple, exuding a corrupt and decadent evil aura.
As for the upper body, it was weighty!
Grotesque body proportions, saggy skin resembling excess flesh, irregular scales and barnacle-like marine organisms parasitized on it, with skin bearing many protruding spots, exuding an unsettling disgust.
The arms were abnormally long, four-fingered webbed hands tipped with sharp claws, the left holding a dark pink conch.
As for that face, it was unspeakably horrible, it couldn’t be described as abstract, but an angler fish head with protruding lumps, full of sharp teeth, throat bulging with fish gills like a toad.
The nose was nonexistent, only two holes left, white hair scattered covering the back, but with upright fish fins.
This human form rely refers to physical structure; there’s no hint of humanity here, this is entirely a monster.
No rmaid here, only the evil sea siren, Siren.
This scene was all too familiar to Lance, yet he didn’t hide his disgust, raising the torch to ram into the Siren’s head.
"Die, you bewitching freak!"
The torch ramd into the Siren, causing it to panic, the fiery sensation unsettling it.
It seed to realize its exposure, promptly turning to writhe its bulky fish tail into deeper darkness in escape.
Lance didn’t move to pursue but threw the spiral bone spear, piercing through Siren’s fish tail, pinning it in place.
A howl ensued, the struggling fish tail slapping the water, splashing droplets erupting constantly, yet unable to escape.
Siren attacked, and surrounding shadows instantly lit up with countless non-human eyes, the paused sound began stirring uneasily.
Accompanied by water drop footsteps, the slimy scrape of scales and rocks, indescribable eerie shrieks, incomprehensible murmurs...
Surrounding Lance, they were indeed Deep Divers, undoubtedly an ambush.
Faced with approaching Deep Divers, Lance didn’t act, standing there instead, enveloped by the hazy moonlight, seeming for the mont like the protagonist of the scene.
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