Chapter 140 - Chapter 140: Chapter 134: A Powerful Enemy Has Arrived (1/2)
Chapter 140: Chapter 134: A Powerful Enemy Has Arrived
Chris suddenly leaped into the icy, dark, boundless seawater, moving at an unusually fast speed, swimming toward the sinking Byrne like a flying fish.
Even in the lightless waters, he could still rely on “Tracking Senses” to discern his location, quickly finding that familiar scent amidst the multitude of odors.
Finally, Chris reached Byrne’s side, he reached out to grab the unconscious man, and suddenly tried to pull him back to the ship.
But suddenly, he realized he was inside the body of the Spawn of the Abyss!
Unknowingly, the two had already been enveloped by the terrifying creature, layer upon layer.
One after another, menacing eyes several meters long approached, and from the middle, they crazily split open, turning into countless tooth-filled gaping maws, aiming to chew and tear them apart!
Chris, expressionless, held onto Byrne like a nimble fish, constantly swimming rapidly in front of the gaping maws, swiftly changing positions to avoid one deadly attack after another.
Dragging Byrne’s body through the water was truly difficult, and he quickly felt the air in his mouth running out, yet he still didn’t let go, continuously swimming towards the ship.
All of a sudden, Chris felt another arm throbbing with pain.
He simply couldn’t dodge all the attacks and still got bitten by a gaping maw once, his whole arm disappearing instantly, with copious amounts of red blood spraying into the sea!
Chris remained calm, clearly understanding that the blood loss was becoming more and more severe, and he absolutely couldn’t delay any longer.
Almost out of sheer willpower, Chris still shook off the Spawn of the Abyss and, before completely losing his strength, managed to swim with the unconscious Byrne to the edge of the hull.
Yet with one hand holding onto Byrne and the other devoured by the Spawn of the Abyss, he had no way to climb onto the constantly moving ship.
Moreover, the effects of blood loss grew greater, and Chris’s mind gradually became heavy, on the verge of sinking silently to the bottom of the sea.
Just then, a man jumped down from the ship.
Archibald firmly embraced Chris, then manipulated the power of wind to swim upwards toward the surface, bursting out of the water and clenching onto a thick hemp rope let down from the ship.
“Quick! Pull us up!” he bellowed.
On deck, Erik, Irene, Aaron, and the Abbott siblings all pulled hard together, quickly hauling them aboard, while Theo continued to steer conscientiously, focusing intensely; the young Knight Verne appeared somewhat petrified, continuously staring at the chilling night in shock.
Meanwhile, Karl’s intangible consciousness had already flown to the high sky in the distance.
He calmly stared at the one-against-three Monarch level battle in the sky.
Storms, blood fog, white giants, black light.
They vied with each other, tinting the night with completely different scenes, as if heralding the end of the world.
Irene not continuing the sacrifices just now was the right choice, for if those Monarch powerful experts had discovered their existence, the Fischer family would have been subjected to even fiercer pursuit.
By then, their chances of survival would likely have been zero.
Karl was very clear on one thing, even if he drained the remaining decade-plus years of Irene’s life, the weapon he would receive would not be able to kill a true Monarch Level powerful expert.
He soon discovered something interesting, which was that the Monarchs besieging the Tempest Bishop were wary and vigilant of each other.
“Those three Monarch powerful experts have been holding back all this time; it looks like there’s absolutely no trust among them, and they definitely aren’t all from the Sea God Cult.”
“Did the Sea God Cult’s two temporary allies come because of some special transaction?”
He had already sensed the scent of the Forbidden relic; the Tempest Bishop seemed to think he was doomed and used two distinctly powerful but different Forbidden relics to attack the Monarch powerful experts of the Sea God Cult without any hesitation.
Karl felt the Forbidden relics were full of temptation!
“Pity, now is not the time.”
Eventually, the sailboat carrying the Fischer family gradually escaped the crazy battlefield, and the Cyart forces had no idea how many had died in the night.
However, every member of the family knew that terror and danger were far from over.
As for when safety would come, nobody could say for sure.
The dark night passed silently, and dawn began to brighten.
A solitary sailboat drifted on the sea, and most of the members of the Fischer family on board displayed weary expressions.
This route’s destination was not Phelps Port but would directly reach Nasir Port, when Byrne fell unconscious, Chris had rescued him, and Irene took Byrne’s place to give orders, choosing this path to return home.
If they returned to Phelps Port, they would certainly be easy targets for the Sea God Cult’s ambush, so seeking the relatively unremarkable Nasir was better.
Theo, with a grave expression on deck, approached Irene and said:
“The situation isn’t great; we must land to repair the ship, or it won’t last until tonight and will sink.”
Subsequently, he and Irene looked towards the distance, where indeed, an island existed in their sight.
This island, named ‘Karimun’ by the Tempest Church, means a black giant sea turtle; from afar, it appeared to be a round island with no distinctive features.