american horror story Chapter 299 299: Old Man, Young Wife

Being dragged into the deep sea didn't make things any better for Roy after Michael's strike.

The Kraken swam incredibly fast, and in just a blink of an eye, Roy had already been dragged down thousands of ters underwater.

Rember, the world record for free diving (diving without equipnt or oxygen tanks, just with your body) is only 113 ters. Roy had already exceeded that record by more than ten tis.

Even with his physical attributes boosted to 119 by his demon form, Roy still felt incredibly uncomfortable.

Roy had to make a choice quickly: either keep fighting the Kraken or imdiately get out of its body and go back to the surface.

The Kraken was still diving frantically, and Roy didn't have much ti left to think.

Killing the Kraken would still take a significant amount of ti, and by then, Roy would probably have been dragged to an unknown depth at the bottom of the ocean.

At that point, even if Roy could kill the Kraken, he probably wouldn't be able to make it back to the surface.

Understanding this, Roy imdiately swam out through the cut Michael had made with the Heaven's Sword.

The Kraken seed to be waiting for Roy to co out of its body; countless tentacles imdiately wrapped around him.

Deep in the sea, Roy's movents were severely restricted. Even with his expert-level water sports skills, he couldn't shake off the Kraken's tentacles.

The Kraken was also fighting for its life now. It knew that if it didn't finish Roy off this ti, it definitely wouldn't get another chance in the future.

Fear Domain activated!

Desire Domain activated!

The dual domain effects were outstanding!

Don't let the Kraken's appearance fool you into thinking it's not smart. As a legendary creature that has lived since ancient tis, its intelligence definitely t the minimum requirents for the Fear Domain.

As for the Desire Domain, animals naturally have desires, and their primal desires are even harder to suppress than humans'.

The problem was that Roy was now at a depth of nearly two thousand ters underwater. Even with his expert-level water sports skills, he couldn't swim back to the surface anyti soon.

So, just as Roy was desperately swimming to a place where he could see sunlight approaching the surface, the Kraken caught up again.

Just a few hundred ters more, and Roy could burst out of the water. At that point, he could fly away with his wings, and the Kraken wouldn't be able to bother him anymore.

But there's no 'if only'.

The Dark Touch and Hell Execution Blade wildly swung, but they couldn't stop the Kraken's tentacles.

During the struggle, the oxygen in Roy's lungs was rapidly decreasing, and his movents beca slower and slower.

Finally, Roy was exhausted and entangled by the Kraken's tentacles, then dragged further down towards the deep sea.

Damn it! Just a little bit more!

As if sensing Roy's unwillingness, the Eye of the Reaper hanging around his neck emitted a faint ghostly light in the dark seabed.

Instantly, Roy's vision entered the sa gray world as during his fight with Samael last ti.

The Eye of the Reaper was activated again?

Roy didn't have ti to think about why the Eye of the Reaper was activated. His vision was narrowing, which was caused by oxygen deprivation in his brain.

He had to find the Kraken's weak spot quickly!

Fortunately, the Kraken was much weaker than the Lord of Wrath, so its weak spot was very obvious, didn't require searching, and didn't move.

Roy instantly released his demon form and transford into a Nephilim, then gray light brewed in his eyes.

Chaos Beam!

A gray beam of light pierced through the tentacles, hitting the Kraken's weak spot dead center.

Instantly, the Kraken's entire body froze.

Imdiately after, its massive, mountain-like body began to crumble, flesh and organs scattering, covering the sea area for several kiloters.

[Ding! Obtained the Kraken's Fate Chest! Open it?]

The Kraken was finally defeated, but Roy was also completely exhausted. He didn't have the strength to swim back up and was nearing the limit of holding his breath.

In the last monts of consciousness, Roy used the energy manifestation ability of his Nephilim form to create a gray shell that pushed the seawater away.

Using this gray shell, Roy could slowly float upwards.

His incredibly strong physique and super self-healing ability prevented Roy's body from dying imdiately, but his consciousness had already fallen into a coma.

On the speedboat, Roy's won looked worried.

Fenigan approached Heather and Penny.

"Ladies, we can't wait any longer. It's been three days!"

Joey had already fixed the engine a long ti ago, but the won insisted on waiting for Roy to return, so everyone else had to wait in the sea area near the ghost ship.

They waited for three days.

The ghost ship, Antonia Graza, had long since been cut in half by Michael's Heaven's Sword and sunk, leaving no trace on the surface.

There was no food left on the speedboat a long ti ago. The only reason they survived these three days was thanks to Fenigan and Charles being able to fish, which barely kept them from starving.

But by the third day, the freshwater on the speedboat was also gone.

Food could be barely solved by fishing, but freshwater was impossible to get. There was no sign of rain these past two days, and continuing to wait here would only lead to everyone dying of thirst.

Little Cassie, the youngest, was already feeling unwell. Thankfully, there were still so dicines on the boat.

Heather looked at the Cursed Double Daggers in her hands and fell silent. She knew Roy wasn't dead because she had confird it with Sadako and Kayako.

Both Sadako and Kayako had signed contracts with Roy. If Roy died, the contracts on the two female ghosts would automatically remove

So far, the contracts on Sadako and Kayako were still stable.

Dalia looked at Heather and Penny hesitantly. Although she also loved Roy very much, she also loved her daughter. Seeing Cassie growing weaker due to lack of food and freshwater, her resolve began to waver.

"Heather, maybe we should leave first? Everyone is getting a bit weak!"

At this point, Charles offered a suggestion.

"I think Ms. O'Connor is absolutely right! Actually, we can totally go back to shore first, find a professional salvage company to co back and search for Roy, and maybe salvage the Antonia Graza too. What do you think?"

Charles's proposal was supported by most people, leaving only Heather and Penny.

Penny pulled Heather's arm. The situation on the boat was very clear now.

Heather sighed, finally agreeing.

"Alright! Fenigan, did you record the coordinates here?"

"Of course! How could I forget to record the coordinates!"

"Mr. Charles, do you know any relatively safe salvage companies?"

Charles quickly nodded.

"I happen to know a salvage company. I can help contact them when we get back!"

"Then let's head back now."

Fenigan and Joey quickly started the speedboat and began heading towards the nearest land.

A few days later, a giant oil tanker passed through this area of the sea.

The structure of an oil tanker is a bit different from normal ships. It looks more like a sand carrier traveling on a river channel; the hull is usually quite long, there are hardly any buildings on the deck, the cabins are usually at the stern, and there's a crane at the bow.

(North Pioneer)

This design is ant to store oil as safely as possible and facilitate storage and transportation.

At this ti, a young, beautiful, and hot woman was leaning against the railing on the deck of this giant tanker, looking out at the calm sea.

The woman was wearing a fancy dress that completely mismatched the environnt of the oil tanker, and her expression wasn't very happy; she seed to have sothing on her mind.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a suit ca over.

This middle-aged man looked very wealthy, his deanor clearly that of a rich person, although his hairline was a bit precarious, with only a few stubborn hairs remaining.

The middle-aged man walked behind the young woman, gently hugged her, and spoke to her in a slightly fawning tone.

"My dear, are you still angry with ?"

The young woman struggled slightly but didn't break free, then let him hold her, though her mouth subtly pouted.

"Jack, you told you would take out to sea for fun, but you didn't say it would be on this kind of oil tanker!"

"I'm sorry, my dear. Sothing happened with one of the company's offshore oil wells, and I had to co check on it myself! Next ti, next ti I'll buy you a yacht, and we'll go out to sea for fun together then!"

Well, although the middle-aged man was nad Jack, the young woman was not Rose.

Hearing Jack's promise, the young woman turned and hugged the middle-aged man, smiling brightly.

"You said it! Don't lie to !"

"My dear, you're my treasure, how could I bear to lie to you!"

The two hugged and whispered to each other for a while, but a staff mber ran over and interrupted their intimacy.

"Boss, you have a phone call!"

Jack patted the young woman's back.

"Janice, don't stay on deck for too long. It's windy outside, you might catch a cold."

"Okay!"

Jack turned and walked towards the cabin. After the middle-aged man disappeared, the smile on the young woman's face also vanished.

It was clear that this combination of an older husband and a younger wife, with a nearly twenty-year age difference, wasn't as loving as it seed.

The reason is obvious: Janice is young, beautiful, and has impressive "headlights" (referring to her chest, size 32E). Did she fall for Jack, a man nearing fifty, because she liked his bald head?

That's naturally impossible. Their union was simply one having beauty and the other having "money power".

So, Janice's expression change just now was an act, rely providing emotional value for Jack. When Jack wasn't around, she naturally didn't want to keep acting.

After all, the original plan was to go out to sea on a yacht for fun, and now it turned into going out on an oil tanker to inspect an oil well.

Although the ship beca bigger, Janice's mood got worse.

As for Jack saying he would buy her a yacht, she just took it with a grain of salt.

Won like Janice wouldn't easily believe n's promises; otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen to marry Jack.

Leaning against the railing for a while, Janice rubbed her arms.

"It does seem a bit cold."

Janice felt her clothes were a bit too thin and was preparing to go back inside the cabin.

At this mont, Janice suddenly saw sothing gray floating on the sea surface.

Janice looked closer. It looked like so kind of gray creature.

Why would sothing like this be floating on the sea?

Janice's curiosity was piqued, and she imdiately went to find her husband, Jack.

After a while, Jack and Janice returned to the deck with binoculars, accompanied by the captain.

"It does look quite strange. What exactly is that thing?"

Jack handed the binoculars to the captain, hoping the experienced captain could provide an answer.

The captain took the binoculars and looked, but he didn't recognize it either.

"It doesn't look like wood, or plastic. Could it be the body of so kind of creature?"

Hearing that, Janice offered an idea.

"Wouldn't we know if we just salvaged it?"

The captain hesitated. For safety reasons, he didn't really want to salvage sothing of unknown origin. Who knew what might happen.

"Madam, isn't that a bit inconvenient? We're also in a hurry!"

But Jack saw that Janice was very interested and chose to support her.

"It's fine, we're not that short on ti. Captain, stop the ship now and salvage that thing to see."

Since the boss had spoken, the captain had no choice but to stop the oil tanker and lower a lifeboat to salvage the object.

Half an hour later, the crew successfully brought the gray object onto the oil tanker.

"What on earth is this thing?"

Jack was very curious looking at the elliptical object in front of him.

This thing was entirely gray, with a very smooth surface, seamless and integrated, looking neither like a creature nor an artificial product.

Janice couldn't help but reach out and tap it, finding that the object actually had a temperature, very close to that of the human body, and it seed to be hollow.

"It looks like a gray capsule? It's hollow inside!"

The captain proposed a theory.

"Could this be an alien spacecraft? Like in the movies, so kind of escape pod from outer space?"

Although this idea was quite outlandish, it gained the support of most people present.

After all, this was a ti when rumors about aliens, UFOs, and Area 51 were most popular, and Hollywood had also made many movies related to aliens.

Coupled with the fact that this gray elliptical object indeed didn't look like anything from Earth.

Even Jack started to believe this viewpoint. He looked at the captain.

"Open this thing."

"Boss, won't that be dangerous?"

"How will we know if it's dangerous if we don't try? If this thing really is from outer space, the person who opens it will definitely go down in history. Don't you want to try?"

These words made the crew mbers present show expressions of excitent. They were all just ordinary people, potentially at the bottom of society their whole lives.

But now, an opportunity to beco famous was right before their eyes, making it very difficult to refuse.

So, several crew mbers imdiately volunteered to open the elliptical object for Jack, on the condition that if there were dia interviews in the future, their nas must be ntioned.

After Jack agreed to this condition, these crew mbers began to work.

Initially, the crew mbers just hit it with hamrs and chisels, but after more than ten minutes, they only left so white marks on the surface of the elliptical object.

Everyone was amazed by the object's sturdiness, which strengthened their belief that it was extraterrestrial material.

Fortunately, the oil tanker lacked no tools. After these crew mbers worked hard with various tools for several hours, the gray elliptical object finally opened.

Everyone was eager to see what was inside. Janice had even picked up her cara, ready to take pictures at any mont.

Inside the elliptical object lay an incredibly handso man.

Janice (Kelly Brook, from the movie Survival Island)