An invisible crisis immediately arose and turned into a shadow that enveloped Goethe's heart, giving him a sense of suffocation.
Almost instinctively, Goethe turned his head and immediately saw a large number of fish swimming behind him.
Different types.
Colors vary.
The gathering and dispersing fish are like colorful canvases, dazzling and eye-catching, but more often than not, they contain hidden murderous intent.
These fish are each other's eyes!
The moment Goethe had this enlightenment in his heart, waves of pressure brewed in his eyes.
roar!
Amidst the deep roar of the dragon, the advanced [Desperate Gaze] turned into an invisible giant wind dragon, swooping towards the school of fish with overwhelming force. In just an instant, the school of fish was swept away.
Schools of fish turned up on their bellies and floated toward the sea.
More fish exploded on the spot.
Scarlet, printed and dyed.
Mixed with the sea water, everything becomes turbid.
It also makes some things ‘clear’.
A 'person' completely hidden in the sea water, made entirely of water, seemed to be 'colored' and appeared 'out of thin air' behind Goethe.
The opponent's facial features and body are relatively vague, but the trident in his hand is extremely conspicuous.
The moment his body was revealed, the waterman picked up his trident, pointed it at Goethe's vest, and stabbed it down.
The trident dissolved in water caused no movement at all.
When you stand on land, you cannot feel the air because it is everywhere and you are in it.
It's the same now.
When Goethe was in the sea, he could not accurately perceive the sea water, because the sea water was completely surrounding him, especially since this blow was not only like sea water, but also the buoyancy, resistance, etc. in the sea water.
It can be said that this blow was completely silent and integrated.
With such a blow, Water Man is quite confident.
Even though it's not his true body, he thinks it's infallible.
Because this is his home court!
Not to mention that Tesin's extreme second level is comparable to a third level professional. Even if he is a legendary powerhouse here, he is sure to kill him with one blow.
Can,
Such a blow failed.
An undercurrent emerged from nowhere in the sea water, and Goethe was carried away and moved a little to the side.
Just a little.
Not even one meter.
But even at this distance of less than one meter, the trident passed Goethe's body.
When the trident appeared in Goethe's field of vision, Goethe was shocked to realize that danger had passed him by. He quickly swam forward, then turned around, feeling terrified in his heart.
If he hadn't used [Good Luck] when he sensed something was wrong, he would have died from the blow just now.
And now?
Seeing the strange appearance of the water man, and the gesture of the water man who was clearly in his field of vision but completely unable to perceive it, Goethe felt a shiver in his heart, and then repeated "Good Luck" again.
The golden ticket, which was close to the body and wrapped in special leather, quickly disappeared.
At the same time, it floated toward the sea.
When the crisis first appeared, he thought it came from the sky.
However, I didn't expect it to come from sea water.
This is naturally the opponent's home court.
You can tell just by looking at the other person's appearance.
Goethe would not fight the opponent under such conditions.
The water man did not attack immediately, but looked at Goethe with a very strange look.
The scene just now kept replaying in his mind.
In the sea water of the inner bay, someone dodged his attack that hit 100% of the time.
What's more important is that he didn't avoid it by himself.
But it was 'pushed away' by the undercurrent of sea water!
For water people, this is simply unbelievable.
You know, as early as he picked up the 'Scepter of the Inner Bay Sea', everything in the 'Inner Bay' sea was 100% under his control.
But just now!
Things that should be controlled are out of control!
It's like eating salt that turns into sugar.
"Why is that?"
"Bloodline of the Mad King?"
"Lucky bloodline?"
"still……"
"He also has a certain 'scepter' on him?"
Thinking of this, Shui Shui, who was holding the trident, felt hot in his heart.
Who would object to having too many ‘scepters’?
Even if you reach legend, you cannot truly exert the full power of a ‘scepter’, but this does not mean that having an additional ‘scepter’ will not make you more powerful.
At least, his status among 'them' will rise again.
Thinking of this, Shui's heart felt hot.
In a flash, the water flow seemed to not exist. He appeared directly in front of the singer, the trident in his hand thrust out again.
Just as silent as before.
Moreover, it is extremely fast!
Goethe, who was rising, faced this blow and could only draw out the [Blade of Blood Torture] to block it.
clang!
The moment the scarlet [Blade of Blood Torture] touched the trident, the ripples of the explosion rippled out from the place where the two collided, and the huge reaction force immediately rolled back towards the two people holding the weapons.
Buzz!
The trident lit up at this time.
Immediately, the reaction force transmitted from it disappeared.
Not only did it disappear, but it was also directly injected into Goethe's body contrary to common sense.
boom!
Without being transmitted by the [Blade of Blood Torture], it just appeared in Goethe's body and turned into the most direct force to impact Goethe's internal organs.
Goethe's mouth felt fishy and sweet.
His powerful body was completely useless under this direct force, just like the Normandy defense line that had been bypassed.
Goethe's expression changed, and with the reaction force from the original [Blade of Blood Torture], his body was about to retreat rapidly.
but!
His retreating body suddenly turned forward.
The strength has changed.
The sea water enveloped him and he crashed straight towards the Water Man's trident.
Even though his facial features were blurred, he could vaguely see the grin and pride on the other person's face.
Of course the water man was proud.
He just likes to see this kind of pretentious guy die in confusion and horror.
Tesin's second-level professional is victorious in every battle, so what?
Second-level professionals are comparable to third-level professionals, so what?
Facing the world of truly 'strong' people, you are just a weak chicken.
A weak chicken left to be slaughtered.
The controlled water man took a step forward, and the trident was about to pierce Goethe with more ferocity, but at this moment, the undercurrent in the sea appeared again.
The undercurrent pushed gently.
Goethe passed by the trident and the water man holding the trident.
He could clearly see that the waterman's blurred facial features were filled with shock, so much so that ripples appeared on his face.
"How is that possible?"
The other party spoke for the first time.
The sound spread smoothly in the sea water and fell into Goethe's ears.
How is it impossible!
Goethe signaled the opponent with his eyes, suddenly raised his arm, and cut the opponent's neck with the [Blade of Blood Torture] in his hand.
There is no resistance.
Easier than cutting tofu.
The scarlet sword passed over the water man's neck.
With the blessing of [Good Luck], four times the 1% [Critical Strike] damage explodes.
Not only the neck and head of the Water Man, but most of his body exploded and turned into a large number of blisters.
These scattered blisters gather quickly.
But the next moment, the general outline of the Water Man appeared again.
A trace of fine foam appeared on the waterman's severed neck, quickly repairing the waterman's damaged body.
After three breaths, the waterman returned to his original state.
Goethe's perfectly timed chop seemed to be in vain.
But for Goethe, it was enough!
Because Goethe had already taken the opportunity to jump out of the sea.
Without hesitation, Goethe directly used his trump card.
【Thunder God】!
There were dark clouds overhead and thunder roaring continuously.
The power of heaven and earth is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.
The waves kept rising.
Zila, Zila
Bright white light began to flicker on the sea surface, and the dense sound of electricity changed from slightly inaudible to clearly audible in the storm.
And the currents continue to expand.
Just a breath lights up the sea.
A 6-meter-tall body composed entirely of thunder and lightning, carrying the power of destruction, is suspended on the sea. Crowns made of seven 'thunder seals' are worn high on the head, and ten 'electric seals' are each one meter in diameter.
Thunderballs of different sizes surrounded the side, constantly rotating, melting the strong wind blowing from all directions, and echoing the dark clouds in the sky.
The electric current hidden in the clouds cheered for joy.
They formed streaks of lightning that shuttled through the black clouds.
Finally, it turned into a roar of thunder.
Rumble!
No malice.
Just be kind.
Large swaths of thunder began to gather towards Goethe as if they were attracted by him.
At this moment, the sound of the waves was completely covered up.
The waterman had just emerged from the sea, but before he could recover, seven thunders struck him in a row.
Rumble!
Thunder exploded.
Lightning flashes.
Before the waterman even had time to scream, most of his body was evaporated. The trident made of water in his hand seemed to be broken, and the remaining half of his body was about to escape back to the sea.
But, at this moment!
The large thunderbolts that were attracted by Goethe and gathered together struck straight down.
Just in time, the water man and the sea surface where the water man was were struck by thunder.
The flashes of electric light kept moving on the sea, just like a huge thunder dragon turning over the river.
Snap!
The remaining body of the Water Man was immediately shattered.
This time there wasn't even a drop of foam left.
Goethe, who was transformed into the god of thunder, had a cold expression on his face. He knew that the battle was not over.
Although the strong sense of crisis has disappeared.
But it has not been eradicated, and it still exists.
What does this mean?
Water Man is not dead!
Or to be precise, the guy who controlled the Water Man is not dead.
The waves are rolling.
The waves roar.
The water in the inner bay seemed to be boiling at this moment.
In the end, it turned into a shrill cry, resounding in Goethe's heart——
"Goethe Wein!"
"Next time!"
"Next time it will be your death!"
The voice was vicious, just like the substance, and judgment continued to rise in Goethe's [heart].
When the last word fell, the dark clouds dispersed, the strong wind weakened, and the sea calmed down again. It seemed that the scene just now was an illusion, and the bright sunshine once again shone on Goethe's body.
The body composed of thunder has a different kind of beauty and power under the sun.
Full of violence and extraordinary agility.
After Goethe's eyes swept across the sea area, he continued to repeat "good luck" while flying to high places.
At this moment, the speed reached its extreme.
The 450% speed bonus allowed him to turn into a small dot in an instant.
Then, it disappeared completely.
…
The Port of Marne is located on a rocky beach quite far away from the port.
Nice’s ‘base camp’ is hidden here.
Under the rocks and mud that ordinary people cannot see.
With the help of the 'authority' represented by the trident in his hand, he easily opened up this hidden residence ten years ago.
He has brought all the props, treasures, books, knowledge, etc. he has collected over the years here. With the support of 'authority', he will never worry about getting wet.
The longer he was exposed to 'authority', the more satisfied he became with his decision ten years ago.
In the 'inner bay' between Bearburg and Fabol.
Not only did he avoid several fatal attacks.
He even killed the opponent.
Obtained more resources and loot.
It even gave him the illusion that he was 'invincible'.
To do this he made a somewhat rash move.
And the result?
It made him wake up instantly.
But he didn't have any regrets.
On the contrary, he became extremely confident.
Because this reckless move has told him that as long as he is in the 'Inner Bay', he is invincible to a certain extent. Not to mention an ordinary legend, he can fight against even the title legend. You must know those guys
But he is also someone who has come into contact with 'authority'.
Therefore, he is full of confidence.
Until just now!
He actually lost to a guy who is not even a legend!
Although it wasn't his actual attack.
Even if he didn't use all his strength at all.
But if you lose, you lose.
Nice doesn't make excuses for herself.
Likewise, he would not let Goethe go.
Holding the trident tightly again, waves of waves appeared in this secret residence.
Nice planned to find Goethe immediately.
Then, kill Goethe.
He wants to wash away his humiliation.
besides……
The spoils of war!
Goethe must have something similar to 'authority' in his body, and he must get it as soon as possible. Otherwise, if other guys among 'them' find out, it will be difficult for him to gain the upper hand.
Because, his advantages are obvious and his disadvantages are even more obvious.
Anyone who knows his details will not fight with him in the "Inner Bay" and will definitely choose the battlefield again.
So, he must be fast.
What surprised Nice was that he did not find Goethe!
There was no trace of Goethe in the waters of the inner bay.
"He's not a stupid guy, he knows how to avoid the sea water in the inner bay, but he's not too smart either... There's only one place in the 'inner bay' that can really avoid the sea water - "
"Calgaron Island!"
"You think you can escape?"
"That's one of my territories too!"
Saying these words, Nice turned into a puddle of water and disappeared.
At this moment, Goethe, who had hundreds of layers of good luck, looked at the huge whale in front of him and raised the corner of his mouth.
"Good luck."
The next moment, when the whale opened its mouth, he covered his body and got in.
The unaware whale swallowed Goethe and carried Goethe around in the inner bay.
Calgallon Island, inside the Temple of the Sea built by locals, Nice looks like water.
No!
Goethe did not appear on the island of Calgallon.
"impossible!"
"He must be hiding somewhere, but I didn't find it!"
"Someone is coming!"
"Keep looking for me!"
Nice gave the order.
The 'Poseidon' organization hidden on Calgallon Island began to search frantically for Goethe's whereabouts, but there was still no news, and time passed day by day.
Goethe, who was soaked in whale gastric juice, looked at the moment when the cooling time of [Mad King's Ring] began to reach zero, and then he turned over and sat up.
He whispered to himself——
"Come on, let's start the warm-up for the second half."
