Standing on the side of the ship, there was no need to lower his head. A red whirlpool appeared in front of his eyes. The body of the murloc was sucked in and surrounded by a black horn that protruded out of the center of the whirlpool and pierced into the hull of the ship. Then, a huge and terrifying eye emerged from the bottom of the sea. Countless reddish-brown flesh and tendons rose up like a blood curtain blooming from the bottom of the sea. There was a buzzing sound of tearing, and the sharp edges of the black scales slashed towards the warship.
It covered the sky!
The side of the ship was torn off, revealing the wooden stubble. The broken mast fell to the deck. It was a mess below. The sails and flags were torn by the sharp blades and fluttered in the air. Soon, they were dyed red by the splashing blood.
"Oh my God!"
Forbigan raised his head, and the muscles on his fat cheeks trembled. He stared at the black horn that pierced through the deck. The sharp edge almost brushed past the bridge of his nose. He was almost dismembered.
The large-caliber bullet hit the black horn and blasted a white mark, then it ricocheted. The bullet blew off the skull of a Marine, and a few black triangular pieces on the top of his head spun towards Forbigan. He swallowed his saliva and rolled on the deck. The flintlock gun fired, and the sharp scales pierced into the deck. A few tendons attached to his back were shot off, and they were still stubbornly shaking when they fell. Hot and acidic blood splashed, and black smoke rose from the deck.
Forbigan was shocked. He quickly jumped up from the ground and ran behind him. At the same time, he shouted at the soldiers, "Shoot, shoot, shoot!"
Rapid gunfire burst out, and a rain of blood splashed in the air. The Marines who were splashed on the ground were badly mutilated as if they were corroded by acid. The mournful and desperate screams came one after another, making people's scalps tingle.
The exploded tendons fell from his head, and a colonel suddenly looked up. His face was pale, and then his vision was invaded by a black curtain. His whole body was suddenly pulled away, and the soles of his feet rubbed against the deck for more than ten meters. He turned his head to look at where he was originally standing. The head of a soldier who couldn't dodge in time was rotted by the acidic blood. The flesh on his neck and shoulders festered and fell off, revealing the potholed bones below. It was very scary.
"Are you alright?" Yarlin withdrew his hand and asked.
"Almost. Phew. Luckily, Lieutenant Colonel Yarlin acted in time …" The colonel looked at Yarlin and said gratefully with fear.
Behind Yarlin stood several colonels who had also survived the disaster. They were all killed by him at the critical moment. As they listened to the mournful screams and watched the heart-palpitating bloody tragedy on the deck, their gratitude towards Yarlin continued to grow.
"It's alright, I'll send you off this warship first!" Yarlin's expression also seemed to be a bit serious. "This warship is about to sink. If you stay here, sooner or later you will be dragged to the bottom of the sea by this terrifying sea monster and be eaten by the fishes."
The muscles and scales that covered the sky covered the top of the warship, and the huge body of the sea monster created huge waves on the surface of the sea. The huge shadow of the sea monster floated on the surface of the sea, and the warships in the distance couldn't get close at all. Because of the fear of harming the innocent, they didn't dare to shoot at the warship. They could only shoot from afar, and with the firepower of the flintlocks, even if the dense rain of bullets hit the body of the sea monster, it would be difficult to damage its muscles and bones. At most, it would only scrape off a layer of flesh. But compared to the huge body of the sea monster, that bit of flesh was only scratching its skin.
The side of the ship began to tilt, and the hull was full of holes and cracks. The gurgling seawater mixed with the color of blood seeped into the cabin. The warship had begun to slowly tilt.
Some of the marines who couldn't stand still slipped and slid down the slippery deck, and some of the dead bodies fell into the sea. Like dumplings, they were caught by the bloody mouth on the surface of the sea. In the sound of chewing, blood burst out from the gaps of the teeth that were covered with flesh.
"Gulp!"
The sound of swallowing saliva.
"How do we get out of here?" Several marine colonels looked at the sea behind them that was dyed red with blood. Under the red color was the huge body of the sea monster. In the rolling waves, the reddish-brown muscles in the waves released a ferocious look. Through this "bloody cage", they still had to cross more than 30 meters of the sea to reach the warships in the periphery.
How do we get there? Do we fly?
Before his voice died away, the two colonels felt a sense of weightlessness from beneath their feet. Their entire bodies soared into the air, shooting towards the blood-colored waves like two cannonballs. A few trembling tendons in the waves immediately separated, and the scales attached to the tendons spun and cut towards them.
"Damn it!" The two colonels were horrified.
Then from the corner of their eyes, they caught a glimpse of a rushing figure on the surface of the sea. The figure's feet touched the bloody body of the sea monster, and the figure suddenly disappeared. The next moment, the figure appeared in front of them first. There was a muffled explosion in the air, and the flesh and blood that sputtered were blown away by the air, brushing past their shoulders and landing behind them. Not a single bit of it splashed on their bodies.
In front of their eyes was a strong wind. Like a juggling act, the three of them jumped out of the gaps of the broken muscles and fell into the sea in a parabola.
Ya Erlin stomped heavily on the ground, creating a crater in the sea. He used the momentum to soar into the air, and with a few leaps, he crossed a distance of 30 meters and landed on the deck of the warship. Behind him, the two colonels who were bound by black threads were quickly pulled back to the warship while sticking close to the surface of the water.
The black line was untied and pulled back Yarlin's fingers. When the two colonels stood up, their legs were still trembling. They looked back in disbelief. The marine soldiers who witnessed this scene on the warship were also stunned. Their eyes were focused on Yarlin, and their minds were shaken.
"We are saved!" The two colonels' lips trembled. They looked at Arlin with deep gratitude in their eyes and could not hide the awe they felt.
"The ship is about to sink!"
Yarlin looked at the warship coldly, and with a tap of his feet, he returned to the warship. After a few breaths, he returned to the warship again and again. Stepping on the tilted deck, he sent the remaining colonels away from the sinking warship again and again.
If he had the data of reputation value in his property panel, then his reputation value would have definitely skyrocketed during these few trips back and forth. His reputation value would have risen to a high level of trust and awe among these captains and the Marine branch under their command.
The warship was almost half tilted, and the remaining marines on the deck were holding on to the deck tightly. The flintlock in Forbigan's hand had already fallen to god knows where. He was holding on to the broken mast with both hands, and his fat feet were trembling in the air.
"Yarlin, save me!"
Forbigan roared at Yarlin, and the hull made a creaking sound. Yarlin looked at Forbigan, and the corner of his mouth raised. He didn't hide the hostility on his face.
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