Chapter 100: Facing the Unknown with Reverence!

Staring at such a terrifying scene, Yuehan, who took a long while to come back to his senses, collapsed straight onto the ground.

Then a large patch of yellow water stains inexplicably spread across the ground, slowly mixing into the rainwater, but at this moment he paid it no heed at all.

Because his mind had already been stolen away! With his head empty, he stared blankly at the wooden planks of the ship.

The intense fear made him want to scream it all out at the top of his lungs—only by doing so could he feel even the slightest bit of safety!

At the same time, it could let the others on the ship know that there was a monster in the sea!

Immediately he began to scream at the top of his lungs:

"Ah!!!! Monster! There's a monster!"

This piercing scream tore through the heavens, drowning out every other sound on the tiny, tottering boat upon this pitch-black sea.

In an instant, the noisy sounds of drinking, bragging, and farting along the entire ship vanished.

Everything around fell silent; the wind seemed to roar no more, the rain seemed to have stopped, the clouds seemed to have ceased moving—everything around seemed to have fallen into stillness.

As if Time itself had been frozen at this moment.

But only the swaying hull of the ship still proved that everything was still going on—Time had not been stopped!

After a long while, a Blackbeard wearing an eyepatch with his chest bare walked out from the cabin, carrying a wooden cup filled with murky wine.

Rain kept splashing against his body, soaking his dry clothes through in an instant. At this moment his face was covered in water—whether it was rainwater or cold sweat, or perhaps both.

Before he could get close, he saw the frail man Yuehan, collapsed on the ground, scramble over on hands and knees as if seeing a savior, and tightly clutch the thigh of the pirate leader who was approaching.

At this moment Yuehan's face was a complete mess—rain, tears, and snot mixed together into a paste smeared across it. He screamed with all his heart: "Captain! There's a monster! There's a monster in the water! Th-that evil dragon is nearby! Quick, let's run!"

Yet the Blackbeard merely stared at him, giving no reply, simply gazing with deep, dark eyes at the frail man collapsed on the ground before him, his heart filled with regret.

Wasn't this something everyone already knew? Did you need to make such a fuss about it?

He and his crew had not been making a living on this sea for the first time.

Although it was the first time encountering this monster, he had also learned a way to survive from the mouths of the few fellow seafarers who had escaped alive from the evil dragon: as long as one kept calm and pretended not to have noticed, the evil dragon would most likely pay no attention.

The ships that sank upon this sea were always those whose crews were too clever for their own good, overestimating themselves and disturbing that evil dragon!

Now, because of you, everyone might be done for!

Thinking of this, the Blackbeard felt even more regret. Back then, seeing that this fellow was somewhat sharp, he had wanted to spare his life and see if he could be brought into their ranks.

But he hadn't expected that at the critical moment of life and death, he would only show one ugly sight after another.

Inexplicably, at this moment the Blackbeard suddenly recalled a sentence his Old Captain, his adoptive father, had once said:

"Son, in this line of work as a pirate, you must remember one thing firmly: in this world, bad people don't die, and good people don't die either. Only one kind of person is certain to die! And that is fools!"

"So, in the future, you must sharpen your eyes well, and don't get close to such people, or else when the gods send down their thunderbolts, you'll be dragged down with them."

Back then, he hadn't understood these words, but now he seemed to understand—and yet it seemed a little too late.

Looking at this fool, a fierce glint flashed in the Blackbeard's eyes. He simply threw caution to the wind, tossed aside the wine cup in his hand, and clamped his hand over the man's mouth.

Then he thrust out his hook-armed limb, and in an instant pierced it into the fellow's belly.

Seeing that this fool, whose eyes were full of confusion, still didn't know how serious things were, the Blackbeard instantly pulled out the hook and stabbed it in again.

At this moment, fury drove him into a wild, violent frenzy!

However, at this moment, changes began to appear on the sea's surface.

Beneath a tiny, flickering oil-lit boat, swaying unsteadily in the wind and rain upon the vast sea, a massive shadow slowly emerged.

A few seconds later, a fish nearly as huge as this pirate ship rose from the water beside it, and the violent waves it brought up nearly capsized the vessel.

In an instant, the people on the ship were thrown into chaos, with screams ringing out unceasingly.

Yet not long after this panicked whale surfaced, a thick, powerful claw reached up from beneath the sea, and with a "Ssslit—" tore a massive gash across the tail of this nearly twenty-seven-meter-long fish.

Immediately, a gush of fresh blood spurted out, instantly dyeing this stretch of seawater red, terrifying the pirates on the ship into crying out and wailing once more. At this moment they felt as though they were witnessing a battle between giant beasts from the myths.

Such a spectacular scene was something they had never encountered in their entire lives. If they could survive, they could probably brag about it for a lifetime—but that possibility wasn't great, because the ship was swaying more and more violently.

Compared to the disasters of this heaven and earth, these pirates were, after all, far too insignificant.

Under the intense pain, the blue whale, without having time to fully take another breath, sank back into the water once more and began swimming faster.

And at this moment, another thunderclap rang out, and lightning once again illuminated this stretch of sea.

In that instant, the Blackbeard, who was gripping a wooden pole tightly on the ship, saw his pupils contract sharply as he gazed up in terror.

Because at that moment, a slender, enormous evil dragon had somehow leapt up into the sky up there!

Above this pitch-black sea, a slender evil dragon, divine and demonic in form, danced through the air. Its blue-green scales, still wrapped in faint threads of electric current, glittered strikingly in the darkness.

That was because the current was so strong that faint, jumping arcs of electricity finally appeared within the rain!

Beneath the beating of its enormous wings, like clouds hanging down from the sky, came a roar like thunder from the heavens. The intense wind pressure carried up so much spray that the Blackbeard could barely keep his eyes open.

How beautiful! How exaggerated!

This was simply a myth made real!

Could such a creature truly be one that nature itself could bring forth?!

For the first time, the Blackbeard felt lost. Could he possibly be living in a world from the myths? But he had no time to consider it.

Because the next moment he saw a huge, hard tail fin sweep across the sky. In an instant the ship shattered, and he flew up like a piece of torn burlap, fell into the sea, and lost consciousness.

……

And at this moment, Baichuan, who had casually shattered the ship with a single tail strike, acted as though he had just completed some trivial little task, utterly unconcerned.

With a flick of his tail and a folding of his wings, he plunged back into the water, once again giving chase to the blue whale, leaving behind a group of pirates whose life or death was now entirely up to fate.

Speaking of which, this was not the first time he had encountered humans upon the sea.

Ever since he had arrived on the continent where this Empire lay, at first he had often roamed around this stretch of sea in search of various Biological Energy abilities, and had already encountered humans countless times.

At first, they were merely surprised by each other, but later, as Baichuan grew used to it, he simply ignored them, and each went about their own business.

However, who would have known that though the flood-dragon had no intention to harm, humans had the intention to harm the flood-dragon.

Thus, after several instances of ships following him on the sea and even attacking him with weapons, Baichuan truly came to understand what these humans were thinking.

They weren't just happening to be traveling the same route as him — they had taken him for an ordinary creature and were preparing to hunt him!

How could Baichuan swallow that?

If he could, then all his evolution up to now would have been for nothing!

On the spot, he lashed his tail and released a wide-area discharge, electrocuting every single person on the entire fleet.

He then began a sweeping retaliation — any ship that spotted him, whether intentional or not, was destroyed without exception.

To make them feel fear, he didn't wipe them all out either; he merely smashed the ships to pieces.

Only those who had attacked him first would he mostly silence for good.

Otherwise, he let things take their natural course — surviving was their own good luck, and at the same time it would spread his fearsome reputation.

Little did he know, this news actually reached the ears of the true rulers of this continent.

And that was how the previous scene came about — Baichuan, one lone serpent, battling an entire army, and finally descending above the Imperial Palace to threaten the supreme ruler of the entire Empire.

Originally, this time he had no intention of paying any attention to these humans, because he had already been heading northeast.

Who would have thought that, on his way out, he encountered the blue whale he had searched for time and again without success.

It happened on his northeastward journey, when he suddenly heard faint, peculiar sound waves.

After listening carefully, he determined it was very likely the blue whale he most wanted to find.

With such a delightful discovery, how could Baichuan possibly hold back? Naturally, he immediately turned around to confirm.

To his surprise, it really was one — so he began chasing the blue whale; the blue whale's ability, he was determined to obtain!

And then came the previous scene.

During the chase, he drove the blue whale up from the deep sea until it finally broke the surface, and along the way he came across a pirate ship.

After a moment's thought, Baichuan paid no further heed to this little interlude and earnestly resumed his pursuit of the blue whale.

He had to admit, this big fellow's life was truly tenacious — he had already torn open several wounds that would be fatal to any other creature, yet it still refused to die.

Though this was also related to his not wanting to kill it in this area.

Such an enormous creature — he still wanted to finish it off where the sea wasn't too deep, otherwise the blood flowing underwater would be too severe and might attract other creatures.

Although saying so makes him sound a bit cowardly, Baichuan still decided that, before he had truly explored every corner of the deep sea,

he ought to forever maintain a certain reverence for the deep.

Nothing else — simply a reverence in the face of the unknown; humility is what lets one live longer.

(End of Chapter)