How could it be so fast?
Watching his companion get directly whipped away by a tentacle, helplessly falling into the black seawater, Lann felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
The ever decisive and swift Lann actually suffered a momentary vacancy in his mind.
In fact, everyone on the boat seemed to have a similar reaction.
That was definitely not some coincidental appearance of a sea monster.
Not only was its size exaggerated, but from this distance, he could also see clearly that the first unfortunate soul, the moment he was flung away, his body was already unnaturally bent.
Until he hit the water, he didn’t even hum a sound, clearly dead beyond dead.
That was definitely the power of Divine Beings!
Even the Mermaid that was whipped away seemed to scarcely show any substantial injury, breaking free upon hitting the water and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Was it true to legend that the blood of Curse Abyss attracts the attacks of the Sea God by being more friendly to marine life?
But that lunatic Delanlay, could have possibly brought Curse Abyss onto the ship, yet it’s impossible that he attracted the Sea God nearby in advance, right?
Bloodied and attacked, it all happened in less than half a minute, that was too fast!
“Lann—”
His boiling thoughts were finally interrupted by a scream.
The woman wearing a black mask had already rushed in front of him, directly waking him with her roar.
“What are you dazing off for!”
This urgent and angry rebuke finally made Lann’s heart tremble, waking him from the shock.
Taking a deep breath, his eyes narrowed slightly, warily surveying his surroundings.
The scene was a mess, but no further casualties.
“Where did that thing go?”
For a moment, not only him, three or four people asked in unison, obviously also awoken simultaneously.
“Gone.”
“It only launched that one strike and then retracted.”
The woman spoke coldly.
“Under the boat?”
Someone immediately reacted and shrank back at the ship’s railings to take a cautious peek.
Unfortunately, in the churning black water, there was no sign of any tentacles.
“I can’t sense it either, there seems to be nothing below…”
Facing many hopeful gazes, Lann also quickly provided his observation results.
“But if it is indeed a divine being, concealing its presence from my senses wouldn’t be difficult.”
“Could it be that it came just for the Mermaid and not because of what we’re stained with? After all, the way it attacked, it seems a bit different from the legendary Sea God…”
Lann’s speculation clearly didn’t bring much reassurance. The people exchanged glances, with someone tentatively suggesting their guess with little confidence.
“That would be just great!”
The response to him was a cold sneer from beneath the woman’s mask.
“Now we have two deadly things to worry about.”
…
This interpretation clearly sent a shock through everyone’s hearts, resulting in silence lasting several seconds.
“But it did seem to be saving the Mermaid…”
The optimist who was scorned mustered his courage after much conflict, still fighting back with a rebuttal.
“Yes, and at the same time conveniently turned one of us into two pieces.”
Lann interjected coldly, recalling the scene he had just witnessed.
“On this point, it doesn’t seem like He is all that merciful.”
“If He is not willing to let us go, then where has He gone now?”
Clearly not daring to directly counter, the optimistic one looked around.
This indeed was a profound question. Since no sign of mercy was evident, why did that guy disappear after just one attack?
“The polluted blood of Curse Abyss is the Sea God’s marker of wrath…”
The reply came with a somewhat trembling mutter.
The one who spoke was the oldest-looking among them, who kept repeating this phrase while incessantly rubbing the splotches of somber green on his arm.
Unfortunately, the gesture was ineffectual, as the color and odor seemed to have already seeped into his bones.
“Whether or not it is because of the Curse Abyss blood we’re stained with, He likely hasn’t given up; He is toying with us…”