As the injured baleen whale continued to dive, the ropes on the small boat quickly decreased. The crew picked up their harpoons and waited for the baleen whale to surface again.
The experienced whalers did not need to be commanded at all. They knew exactly what they should do.
As expected.
After a short while, the ropes stopped decreasing, proving that the whale had reached its limit.
Boom —
They did not have to wait long. The baleen whale, like the other whales they had hunted, resurfaced due to exhaustion and oxygen depletion.
But with the ropes guiding it, it could not escape at all!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The harpoons flew down, and blood dyed a large part of the sea red. The baleen whale let out a last sad cry that humans could not hear, and floated on the surface of the water, completely motionless.
Having experienced too many of such scenes, the whale hunters, who no longer had any compassion in their hearts, instantly cheered.
The joy of the first victory and the harvest made them completely forget the so-called strange legends of this place.
"Hahaha, this is great. Look at the size of this whale, it can produce at least 28000 pounds of whale oil (about 13 tons)!"
"Great, it won't be long before we can return! I wonder if my little Jimmy can still recognize his father? "
"Don't worry, we will return with a full load. We will return to our hometown with the glory of whalers and countless riches! Hahaha … "
Soon, the big ship "Harpoon" sailed over.
A big pot had already been set up on the ship. The sailors dismembered the huge whale on the spot. The subcutaneous tissue, internal organs, and bones were not spared.
As the first wooden barrel was filled with pale yellow whale oil, everyone burst into loud cheers again!
At this time, everyone was full of enthusiasm! They firmly believed that they would return with a full load this time!
"We won't even need a week to fill up the Harpoon!"
The first mate returned to the ship to instruct the sailors to boil the whale oil, and the more experienced captain led the hunters to continue rushing to the next whale.
That eager look did not seem like they were rushing to a whale, but more like they were rushing to a gold mine.
At the same time.
At the bottom of the dark water at a depth of 1800 meters, a huge white figure was startled by the baleen whale's cry before it died. It twisted its streamlined body and drove the cold water deep in the sea to the surface at high speed!
Chi —!
"Haha, good job, Sunders!"
The three small boats continued their hunt.
Because of the abundant whale resources, it didn't take long for them to surround another target. A middle-aged whaler with three whale bones hanging around his neck threw out a harpoon and successfully pierced the tail of a whale.
As usual, the whale dove down again to avoid the attack. The whalers had already raised their harpoons high up, waiting to deal a fatal blow to the whale that was about to surface again.
But before that.
Roar — —
As the whale dived into the water splashed in all directions, a cry that was difficult to be heard by human ears rang out again.
The huge figure that was rising rapidly underwater swung its tail and accelerated again!
As it swam, the seawater above its head parted on its own, and the cold whirlpool behind it spun at high speed, providing it with surging power!
Madly advancing!
On the water surface.
The hunters on the boat saw that the ropes on the boat were quickly decreasing. It was obvious that this whale had dived much deeper than the previous one.
Time passed second by second.
Soon, even the rope that was temporarily connected was about to be used up.
The whalers had nervous expressions on their faces. If the rope ran out and the whale escaped, that would be a small matter. The most terrifying consequence was that even the boat could be dragged into the water by the whale's immense strength.
"Wait a little longer …"
The captain stopped the sailor who wanted to cut the rope to prevent accidents from happening. His eyes were fixed on the surface of the sea.
Based on his experience, even the whale with the best diving ability should have reached the limit of its depth. If they gave up now, all their previous efforts would have been wasted!
Soon.
Just as Armand expected, the whale's downward momentum finally stopped. The rope was no longer decreasing. Everyone on the boat breathed a sigh of relief, secretly praising the captain's wisdom and decisiveness.
Now, they only needed to wait quietly …
The final harvest would be enough!
But as time passed slowly, the surface of the sea remained calm as far as the eye could see.
Armand felt that his hand that was holding the harpoon was a little sore, but the injured whale had yet to appear on the surface of the sea.
"Hmm? Strange! Why hasn't it come up … "
Boom — —!!!
There was a loud noise.
It was as if a deep-water bomb had exploded beneath his feet, blocking the rest of his sentence … Forever!
The moment the boat beneath Armand's feet rose into the air, it was already torn apart in the air.
Of course, the ten whalers on the boat were not spared either. Broken planks, twisted human bodies, and boiling blood flew everywhere.
Under the sun.
A huge white whale with a body length of more than 35 meters jumped out of the water.
There was no way to tell its species. Just half of its tail fin was about the size of a small boat. It was even longer than the whaling boat beside it. It was almost comparable to a small sea monster!
Moo — —!!!
In the air, the white whale's mouth let out a loud whistle that could be recognized by human ears. The survivors could clearly tell the fury and murderous intent in its heart!
Then, it crashed heavily into the water. At the same time, with its weight of over two hundred tons, it smashed another small boat that could not dodge in time into pieces.
"Ah — — Run, to the Harpoon!"
"Don't kill me!"
The survivor on the last boat finally recovered from the sudden change of events. He let out an incoherent scream as he threw away the harpoon in his hand and grabbed the oars to paddle with all his might.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh — —
But at sea, no matter how skilled and experienced the sailors were, how could they outrun a whale?
Pa!
A snow-white whale tail that was much larger than the small boat poked out of the water. With a light flick, it smashed the last boat and the whalers on it into pieces.
Then, it charged straight at the whaling boat, the Harpoon.
Obviously.
This huge white whale was not going to let any of them go!
The sailors on the big boat who were boiling whale oil in full swing also opened their mouths wide. Even if they had been chasing whales on the sea all year round, when had they ever seen such a huge whale?
Moreover, its huge body was vigorous and agile. It did not have the slightest bloat or clumsiness of other whales. It was as if it was flying in the sea!
"It's here! The curse of the Goddess of the Ocean is really here! I didn't do it on purpose, please forgive me! "
Gambler, whose face was already pale, had no trace of blood on it. He knelt on the deck and begged desperately for forgiveness in the direction of the huge whale.
In the face of a great disaster, his determination to challenge the legend passed down from generation to generation, and to succeed or die trying, had instantly become a joke.
He would die sooner or later if he went back, but it was much better than dying now!
But at this time, the whalers had no time to pay attention to him. Just when many sailors were ready to raise their sails and escape …
"Roar, Captain Armand! Revenge! Die, you bastard! "
Chief Officer Fisher roared. He ran a few steps on the deck and threw the harpoon in his hand at the huge whale that was charging straight at him!
Since the first time he went out to sea, he had followed Captain Armand, learning and growing along the way. From the most ordinary sailor to the chief officer on the Harpoon, the two of them were teachers and friends. Needless to say, they had a deep relationship.
At this time, how could he watch the other party die miserably without doing anything?
The sharp harpoon flew towards the body of the huge whale with his anger. The posture was beautiful, and the landing point was precise. This was the most perfect harpoon he had ever thrown in his career as a whaler!
Chi!
Blood splattered. The sharp harpoon pierced the back of the huge white whale and stabbed into it.
Roar!
Not only did Fisher's attack injure the white demon, but it also gave the sailors a shot of confidence. Although it was huge, it was still just a whale.
As long as they were whales, they could be hunted!
In an instant.
The desire to hunt this huge whale and make a name for themselves replaced the fear in the bottom of their hearts.
"Brave whalers! Pick up the harpoon! We can defeat it! "
However.
Boom!
Creak!
What followed was a loud noise, followed by a creaking sound that made their teeth ache. The courage they had worked so hard to muster fell to the bottom of the valley again.
Not only did this huge white whale not dodge the attack like the others of its kind, but it also accelerated and charged towards the Harpoon.
A huge crack appeared on the deck of the ship under the water due to the terrifying force. The seawater had already begun to pour into the cabin.
Obviously, the big white whale, with its high intelligence, knew clearly who the real culprit was!
It angrily issued a judgment from the sea to these executioners who killed its own kind!
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