Damn it, who is the opponent? Why can such a random attack make me feel in danger of death?

Without hesitation, he immediately mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and madly injected it into the Big Prawn under his feet.

The hull of the Big Prawn trembled slightly, and then it was deformed again. The mysterious symbols engraved on it also emitted a dazzling light at this time.

He maximized the defensive capability of the Big Prawn in order to block the spear that posed a death threat to him, or to stop it for a while.

However, all this was of no use. As the tip of the gun touched the outermost hull of the Prawn, decay began to spread silently from the contact surface outward.

The Big Prawn, which he had strengthened with all his strength, could not hold out for even a second in front of the spear carrying the power of death. A big hole was pierced through it in an instant, and the hole was still spreading outward.

George, who was on the deck, was horrified and quickly raised his claws, which had been strengthened countless times by himself, to try to intercept the spear.

The moment the shrimp claws touched the spear, a paleness began to spread outward from the contact point.

In just a few moments, half of George's shrimp claws, which had been strengthened countless times by him, turned pale.

Seeing the paleness spreading towards his body, George did not hesitate and decisively chose to cut off his arm to survive.

He simply gave up his arm, giving himself a split second chance to dodge to the side.

Without his power infusion, the shrimp claw could no longer resist the power of the spear and was nailed to the deck by the spear.

The paleness continued to spread outward, and in the blink of an eye, the entire deck of the Prawn turned pale.

The crew members on the Big Prawn looked at this scene with horror. They really didn't expect that their powerful captain couldn't even block a casual attack from the opponent.

How can we fight this?