Chapter 261: Support the Moon-Watching Clan and kill the Ocean Emperor with a sword!
In the following days, Wang Feng lived a leisurely life of "walking turtles and playing with cats".
The Black Tortoise and the White Tiger, who had been silent for a long time, finally broke out of their shells. However, just like the Azure Dragon, these two little guys also lost the memory of the sacred totem and needed to slowly awaken from their blood.
For this, Wang Feng was really worried.
He took these two "babies" to various naval battle fronts, specifically hunting sirens to collect their essence and residual souls as nutrition for them.
What is puzzling is that although he roamed around the deep sea area in a brazen manner, no ocean emperor ever came to attack him.
"Strange." Wang Feng muttered to himself as he stood on the crest of the wave.
He clearly remembered that there were as many as thirteen ocean emperors who invaded the coast of China alone.
In addition to the Dragon King Ant Queen who was killed by Hua Zhanhong, ten orthodox emperors and two dominant emperors appeared during the decisive battle in the Demon City.
But now these guys are all hiding in their hiding places.
Amid the howling sea breeze, the military cell phone in Wang Feng's arms suddenly vibrated.
This is Feng Zhoulong's latest special communication equipment developed for the demon zone. It uses the principle of magic energy resonance and completely gets rid of dependence on base stations.
"Hello?" Wang Feng answered the phone lazily.
"It's me." Mu Ningxue's cold voice came through the radio waves, and the background noise of the Feiniao City Command Center could be vaguely heard.
"Ning Xue?" Wang Feng raised an eyebrow. "They actually used the military hotline. What happened?"
"The Sakura Country has sent an urgent request for assistance," Mu Ningxue said solemnly. "To be more precise, it's the Mochizuki family, with whom we're collaborating, who have sent a request for help. An emperor-level siren has appeared in the Osaka Sea, and their defenses are unable to withstand it."
"Wangyue." Wang Feng's eyes focused, and the enchanting figure of Wangyue Qianxun suddenly appeared in his mind.
(Speaking of which, I haven't seen that girl in a while. I wonder if she has any new tricks for self-binding.)
"I understand. Reply to the Wangyue clan and tell them that I will come to reinforce them personally!" Wang Feng said.
"Be careful." Mu Ningxue's voice was filled with worry.
"Don't worry, no one can kill me unless I want to die!"
Wang Feng hung up the phone confidently, and in a flash, he rushed towards the Sakura Country.
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The waters of Osaka Bay were like a boiling pool of ink, with muddy waves crashing against the ancient stone foundations of the Soshukaku.
On the skyline, tens of thousands of shark-people warriors stood on the waves, their gray-blue dorsal fins cutting through the water, gleaming coldly in the setting sun.
These monsters have uncomfortably anthropomorphic forms—
The sturdy lower limbs covered with fine scales are completely upright, and the sharp claws are tightly grasping the waves.
The upper body, however, is a typical shark structure, with fishy mucus dripping between the serrated teeth.
The sea breeze brought the pungent smell of rotting fish, and the sound of waves was mixed with the high-frequency roars unique to the shark people.
Their bulging, bloodshot eyes were fixed on the coastline, and their thick arms held tridents forged from coral, with undigested human remains hanging on the tips.
Dozens of kilometers behind the legion, a black mountain rose strangely from the sea.
The Shark King's massive body half floated on the sea surface, its black-gold skin covered in natural armor formed from seabed minerals.
The left shoulder is inlaid with a dark red blood-like agate crystal
The chest is covered with gray-white coral fossil plates
The spine is lined with sharp bone spurs with a mother-of-pearl sheen.
Every time it breathes, the surrounding sea water takes on a strange metallic luster.
The amber vertical pupils stared coldly at the coastline, and the hundred-meter-long tail fin swayed gently, creating a small whirlpool on the sea surface.
(Before the main attack, it is better to occupy a small island as a habitat.)
The Shark King opened his huge mouth full of spiral sharp teeth and let out a high-frequency vibrating roar.
The sound waves formed visible ripples on the sea surface. All the shark warriors moved at the command and jumped onto the back of the giant shark mount.
The dorsal fins of these giant sharks cut through the sea like blades, carrying the warriors to charge towards Shuangshou Pavilion.
"Ice Mage Corps, take your positions!"
The roar of the Osaka military leader pierced the battlefield.
The five phalanxes of high-level ice mages exuded tremendous magical power, and in front of each mage stood a super-class strongman as a guide.
Ice magic intertwined in the air, and five super-class mages simultaneously constructed a magnificent ice star palace.
Snow Princess's Cry: Mourning the World in Ice Rain!
The five star palaces burst out with dazzling blue light, ice spikes poured down from the sky like a rainstorm, and the sea surface solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The charging shark-man monster hit the suddenly appearing ice reefs one after another. The soldiers in the front row flew out under the action of inertia, but were pierced into the ice surface by the subsequent falling ice spikes.
The Shark King watched all this with indifference, his amber pupils devoid of any emotion. To him, these elite warriors, at least at the level of War Generals, were merely tools to consume human magic.
"Second echelon, continue the attack!"
Following the commander's order, the coastline suddenly lit up with a mixture of red, purple and white lights.
The "Gate of Hell" constructed by the Fire Mage Corps exploded lava flowers on the sea surface, and the "Punishment of Thunder Ring" cast by the Lightning Mage Corps electrolyzed the sea water into boiling mist.
However, the shark warrior endured the burning and electric shock, and his mutilated body still rushed towards the shore frantically.
“Crack—”
The first giant shark's sharp teeth crushed the breakwater, and as the gap appeared, more and more monsters rushed to the shore.
The human mages were forced to retreat and move away from the coast.
"Lord Yashiro! If we don't take action now, Osaka will fall!" The staff officer looked at Mochizuki Yashiro anxiously.
Former priest Mochizuki Hachija shook his head solemnly: "I can't do anything."
He cast his gaze towards the terrifying figure on the distant sea. "The Shark King is watching us. If I take action, he will definitely join the fight, and the situation will only get worse."
"But, but..." the staff officer's voice trembled, "Among the enemies that have come ashore, there are twelve shark monarchs, including a shark monarch! With Osaka's current defenses..."
Mochizuki Yasashi clenched the Kagura bell in his hand.
He knew all too well the terrifying power of the Shark Nation—
In addition to the supreme shark king, there are three supreme monarch-level shark chiefs, more than ten shark monarchs, and one invincible monarch-level shark monarch.
And now, the invincible monarch-level shark king has set foot on the land of Osaka!
Mochizuki Yasha's hand, which was tightly gripping the Kagura bell, dropped weakly, his eyes filled with deep helplessness.
"Report, report!" A general suddenly cried out in alarm, "Someone is approaching the Shark King!"
"What?!"
Wangyue Baya suddenly raised his head, and his cloudy old eyes followed the general's trembling fingers.
On the distant horizon, a faint white light was rushing towards the towering "black mountain" at an astonishing speed.
"Nonsense! That's imperial grade."
Mochizuki Hachija's scolding stopped abruptly.
Under the stunned gaze of all the soldiers, the hideous head inlaid with blood-red agate and gray-white coral slowly slid off the huge black and gold body.
The blue-purple blood of the emperor gushed out like a waterfall, dyeing the entire sea into a strange color.
The image projected by the military magic shook violently, finally freezing on a breathtaking scene:
A black-haired young man stood in the air, with blue-purple bloodstains still remaining on the ancient sword in his hand.
In front of him, the headless body of the Shark King was slowly falling backwards, stirring up waves that were hundreds of meters high.
The young man's clothes fluttered, and under his feet was the gradually sinking head of the emperor. His amber vertical pupils were still fixed with an expression of disbelief.
The sea breeze suddenly stopped, and the entire battlefield fell into deathly silence.
(End of this chapter)
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