564 Avalon, I’m Back (1/2)
In the ink-like pitch black darkness, sharp sounds rang out one after another.
It was caused by the tentacles of Ten-thousand-hand Clergy scraping against the steel.
In the tugging and restraint of the tentacles, the Mountain of Nomadism was almost snatched up from the surface of the sea, and the machinery hung on the deck was crushed in an instant.
At the foremost, Shi Dong stood quietly. Despite the thick tentacles stirring up hurricanes that brushed past him, he merely looked up and stared at the demon close at hand.
He looked at its strange eye.
And he couldn't help but smile.
Instinctively, the huge squid felt an unexplained uneasiness. Just looking at the old man's face made it feel threatened.
It had been more than 200 years.
From the start till the present...
Since Shi Dong held his sword for the first time, countless demons had seen the cold, forbidding smile at the corner of the old man's lips before their deaths.
At the moment, the smile had been stained with blood, lending a grotesque note to it, and exuded a chilling and fearsome aura, like one of graves and bones.
Even though he was so ancient that he would soon return to dust, even though he was so old that he couldn't stand without a cane, it hadn't changed.
The iron-like fanaticism contained in the smile did not diminish at all, as if it was within his soul, or was a flame that was being passed from the carcass of a demon to another...
”I am here,” Shi Dong stood up, using his sword as support, and murmured to it softly. Then, a sound beyond tens of thousands of times louder than the noise just now burst forth.
On the huge hull of the Mountain of Nomadism, the innumerable fasteners hidden under the armor were detonated in an instant and detached themselves. The scaly armor fell off the hull like leaves dropping.
Wrung by the tentacles, the steel shell that had lost its support shriveled. However, its true nature that had been hidden under the camouflage revealed itself to the world for the first time as the crack spread.
It was like a monster breaking free from the cage holding it prisoner.
It was... alive!
Beneath the snake skull hung on the bow, the blazing glows, which resembled a pair of eyes, turned bright red.
The iron shell shattered and collapsed. Under the iron shell, a behemoth with warm and rancid breath revealed itself. The huge mouth full of sharp teeth, with its gums showing, was slowly opening! As if it was grinning, it lovingly gave the prey that had delivered itself to the doorstep a kiss, then…shut suddenly!
The darkness was boiling.
The ink-like dark fog was like a dying leper, madly convulsing, expanding, contracting, roaring, crying…
First, a series of earth-shattering loud bangs rang out.
Then, painful screams sounded.
In the end, only a chilling munching sound remained.
Crack… Crack… Crack…
When the fog slowly dissipated, only the Mountain of Nomadism that was stained a dark green by the blood was still floating on the sea. Insignificant pieces of meat and residue slowly sank into the sea. As for the Ten-thousand-hand Clergy which had been reigning in the deep sea for centuries, it had completely disappeared without a trace.
”Elder Shi Dong, are you...” Carol climbed up the deck clumsily, full of worry, but lowered his voice without realizing it when he saw the figure standing in the pool of blood, with his back straight still. ”Are you alright?”
”Me? I can't possibly feel any better.” Shi Dong turned back with a smile on his aged face, and an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his smile. ”I hadn't been expecting such a refreshing appetizer right after reaching Avalon…
”Carol, I'm starting to like this era,” he said.
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”What's going on here?”
At the moment when it was clear who had won the battle, everyone fell silent for a short while, as if they were doubting their own eyes. But it was soon followed with boiling ecstasy and cheers.
”The Ten-thousand-hand Clergy has been defeated!!!”
The blood of the demons was ignited in the purifying movements. The Mountain of Nomadism bathing in flames cut through the waves and slowly advanced in the magnificent movements. Like an iron plow turning the soil, invisible forces from it continuously fished out demons hiding in the seawater and tore them apart.
So, the turbid seawater was dyed an ink-like crimson red. The viscous blood floated on the surface of the sea like grease, fueling the fire. The scorching hot flames spread in the water, illuminating the dark world.
Cheers and praises came from afar, reverberating on the sea. Like thunder, they almost drowned the hisses and roars out.
”Dear all, join the battle, our counter-attack has just begun!” Ye Qingxuan's voice rang out on the bridge of every ship. ”We will not retreat in this war! Let us banish the demons from this region of the sea completely, to pay our respects to the souls who have died heroically in battle and the sacrifices in the past!”
He paused and declared resolutely, ”Let us reclaim this country, reclaim Avalon!”
Countless people shouted fanatically in response. ”Counterattack! Counterattack!” The roars and shouts voice echoed on the entire battlefield. Under the illumination of the holy emblem, bangs and roars sounded once more. The vast, mighty war resumed after a short break!
After a century, the fire of burning stakes was reignited in the dark night that was too long for one to see when it would end.
After a brief silence, the silhouettes of the Knights of the Round Table rose from Avalon and joined them on the violent battlefield.
As the Mountain of Nomadism advanced, the gigantic demons hidden in the deep sea were pulled out one by one and chopped up into tiny pieces. After the materials that could be utilized were extracted, the remains were mercilessly thrown into the purifying flames.