TYMIMA Chapter 112

Selarl was in unbearable pain. He fiercely swung his tail and had to stop attacking Sandro.

 

Sandro saw the sea current rushing toward him suddenly stop and loosened his tentacles in confusion.

 

A humanoid mutant beast with a three-meter-long purple-black fish tail appeared between the two. The beast’s skin was pale, its features deep, and its golden eyes sharp and bright. Its transparent webbed hands dripped with Selarl’s blood.

 

It looked down at Selarl from top to bottom, as if looking at a dying struggling ant.

 

“Ryan!” Sandro shouted.

 

He almost thought he was dreaming. How could Ryan appear in the palace? How could it have safely left the underground city?

 

But now his lover was right in front of him, powerful and brave, like a god descending from the sky.

 

“Sandro, I miss you……”

 

Ryan’s low and ethereal voice flowed through the seawater into Sandro’s ears.

 

Sandro withdrew the venom from his stinging cells and carefully touched Ryan with a translucent tentacle.

 

Ryan supported the light tentacle with its broad palm, leaned down, and gently kissed the tip of the tentacle with its lips.

 

“Let me help you solve the crisis……”

 

The injured Selarl quickly transformed his whale tail back. On his left leg appeared five deep and fierce claw marks, blood continuously seeping out and merging into the seawater.

 

He also looked at Ryan in disbelief. His pupils trembled violently, and the veins on his temples seemed about to burst from under the skin.

 

“Impossible, impossible, impossible!” He screamed madly. The seabed plates beneath the palace shook even more violently. The palace shook, lamp posts collapsed, furniture shifted, a mess.

 

“Ryan, kill him!” Sandro didn’t have time to think about how his lover escaped from the underground city, but he quickly realized that the strongest S-level in this sea area was no longer Selarl.

 

“You must be dreaming! It can’t kill me!” Selarl roared hysterically. His body rapidly grew larger. His arms turned into thick pectoral fins. His eyes slid to the sides of his body. His lips and teeth stretched forward and widened.

 

Orca-form S-level awakened second-tier ability 【Gigantic Body】!

 

He completely transformed into a whale. Even that monster became tiny in his eyes.

 

Selarl buzzed and dived down. His pectoral fins fiercely whipped at Ryan.

 

But Ryan just stared at him with golden eyes. The attack that looked as fast as lightning to others seemed slowed down a thousand times in its eyes.

 

It exerted force with its waist and abdomen, swung its purple-black long tail, and its hard and beautiful scales with sharp-edged tail fins met the orca’s attack.

 

Swish——

 

The clear sound of flesh being cut ended this thunderous attack.

 

The tail fin was intact, but Ryan still stirred in the seawater, shaking off the debris.

 

The orca’s huge pectoral fins were cut through the fat layer, severed nerves, and shattered bones. Like a kite with a broken string, it quickly fell to the seabed.

 

“Ahhhhh!”

 

Selarl’s vision went black. He convulsed and rolled on the seabed. Because of his huge body, the sea current was stirred into chaos again, and debris recklessly crashed into the crowd.

 

A lamp post flew toward Sandro. Ryan instantly flashed in front of Sandro, protecting its fragile little jellyfish in its arms.

 

The lamp post smashed into the spines on Ryan’s back, completely destroyed, and rolled into an underwater crevice.

 

“Sandro, don’t get hurt.”

 

Sandro stared blankly into Ryan’s eyes. The pale yellow membrane disappeared, replaced by golden, bright, dazzling eyes.

 

Sandro raised his hand to touch Ryan’s eyes.

 

“Can you see now?”

 

He was overjoyed but didn’t know how to express it. His eyes reddened, and tears flowed.

 

Unfortunately, the tears quickly merged with the seawater.

 

Ryan nodded, leaned against Sandro’s forehead, and gently licked the seawater stained with his tears with its tongue.

 

“Beautiful little jellyfish, it turns out that there is really no tail.”

 

Ryan gently shook its tail tip and supported Sandro’s soft foot sole.

 

Zhan Pingchuan and Lance were trapped in a transparent crystal, watching the battle from the best viewing spot.

 

“It really came out.”

 

Lance complained, “Selarl only lost an arm and isn’t dead yet. Why did it run to hug Sandro?”

 

Zhan Pingchuan: “Baby, you have to understand it this way—a person regains his sight and can finally see his beautiful wife. At this moment, a mosquito wants to bite him. He’ll definitely slap it once then look at his wife. If he doesn’t kill it, he’ll slap again, then look at his wife again. Looking at his wife is always more important than swatting mosquitoes.”

 

Lance pondered for a moment and said seriously: “I would swat the mosquito first.”

 

Mosquitoes are more annoying after all.

 

Just then, Selarl finally regained consciousness from the pain of his severed arm. He covered the stump of his left arm, breathing heavily.

 

He knew he couldn’t engage in close combat with the S+ mutant beast. This creature’s scales were harder than he had imagined.

 

So he activated 【Violent High Pressure】 again. The water pressure of nearly seven thousand meters struck the Tasman people within the range of his ability.

 

“Ugh!” Sandro arched his back, pressing hard against his chest, pain showing on his face.

 

The S-level ability finally made him unable to bear it, but he knew he couldn’t relax, or the crystals would disappear and the High Tower and Ghost Eye people would all be in danger.

 

Seeing the little jellyfish in such pain, Ryan’s eyes finally burned with angry flames.

 

Enormous pressure struck it, squeezing its chest cavity, eardrums, tail scales, and blood vessels, but this wasn’t enough to cause it significant harm.

 

It swished its tail fin, creating a huge bubble in the seawater and placing Sandro inside.

 

Then it charged toward Selarl against the high pressure.

 

Its swimming posture was not like a fish, but more like a dragon from mythology. Its fluid body seemed to dissolve the friction of seawater, reaching Selarl in an instant.

 

Selarl showed a sinister, cold smile. He suddenly drew a rare lead ore spear gun from his waist and pulled the trigger aimed at Ryan’s forehead.

 

He had deliberately lured the monster close to deliver a fatal blow at an unavoidable distance.

 

He knew this monster could only be harmed by rare lead ore weapons, and he happened to have many advanced scatter-type spear guns given by the elders.

 

However, Ryan’s golden pupils contracted, and a wall of water instantly surged up, standing in front of the bullets.

 

The force of the water changed the bullets’ direction, making them deflect upward and brush past Ryan.

 

Selarl stared in shock, the spear gun still clutched in his hand, but Ryan’s arm had already penetrated the water wall and crushed his ribs.

 

He felt a crack from his chest side as the broken bones were pulled out of his chest by that webbed hand.

 

He watched helplessly as a huge hole opened in his chest. Blood gushed out gurgling, but seawater desperately rushed in.

 

He realized he had been too naive. Using rare lead ore weapons to harm S+ mutant beasts only worked when the beast had lost its sight.

 

Run!

 

He had to escape immediately!

 

He was an underwater S-level Awakened, a faithful believer of the gods, still useful to the elders. He could definitely make a comeback.

 

With that thought, Selarl suddenly turned around and swam desperately toward the shore at the fastest speed of his life.

 

Compared to this monster, his only advantage was that he still had human legs. His movement speed on land would definitely be faster than the monster’s.

 

As long as he reached shore, he could escape…

 

White Shark and Bay Crocodile were stunned.

 

White Shark roared: “Prince Selarl, where are you going?”

 

Bay Crocodile gritted his teeth: “Idiot, he’s abandoning us! He’s running away!”

 

Only then did White Shark come to his senses. The two quickly transformed into fish forms and fled in different directions.

 

The underwater officials also realized the change in situation. They no longer panicked and immediately divided into different teams.

 

The elderly went to save the palace flooded by seawater, low-level Awakened ones carried the High Tower and Ghost Eye guild members to near the inflation stations, and S-level swordfish and lionfish led guards to capture White Shark and Bay Crocodile.

 

Ryan casually threw the ribs in his palm into the sea and emitted a strange sound wave from his throat.

 

This sound wave spread along the seawater. Suddenly, faint commotion came from Selarl’s escape direction.

 

A sticky, jelly-like thing covered his face, its mouthparts trying to bite his nose.

 

He angrily tore the jelly away with his hands. Just as he wanted to continue escaping, everywhere he looked was surrounded by mutant beasts from that underground city—from the weakest F-level to the strongest A-level.

 

Normally he wouldn’t fear them, but now he was severely injured while the mutant beasts were endless.

 

Despair arose in Selarl’s heart.

 

A giant sea urchin raised its spikes and quickly rolled toward him.

 

“No, no, no, no—”

 

Selarl had to transform into a gigantic whale again, trying to ram through all the blocking mutant beasts.

 

“Get the hell out of my way!”

 

The roar came out but stopped instantly.

 

He looked down in disbelief.

 

The purple-black fish tail whipped out fiercely, bringing out a string of blood droplets.

 

Selarl saw his bloated body had a huge hole, seawater flowing through that opening with a chilling whoosh.

 

He was completely desperate. The S+ mutant beast was too powerful. It would become the new ocean ruler for humanity, unmatched by anyone.

 

The monster’s cold eyes looked down at him, but its gaze grew more and more distant.

 

Had it finally stopped chasing him?

 

No, it seemed like he was falling.

 

Seawater flowed past his eyes. Selarl could no longer see the sparkling sunlight on the sea surface or the white sandy beach on shore.

 

The hole in his body made him fall faster and faster. He felt completely cold and could no longer move his tail fin.

 

He suddenly thought of his long-dead parents again.

 

They cackled wildly, snatching away the food and money he had stolen, devouring them in big gulps.

 

He stood in the cold corner, wearing tattered sackcloth and broken straw shoes.

 

He just wanted to ask one question: “Why couldn’t I be born in Tasman?”

 

He had spent his entire life just trying to reach others’ starting point, but even this wish could not be fulfilled.

 

He fell to the seabed, wrapped by sticky and dense mud and sand that drilled into his mouth, nose, chest cavity, and lungs like venomous hatred.

 

Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!

 

In the end, only these two words remained in Selarl’s brain.

 

Even if he fell into hell, he would take revenge on all who destroyed his perfect life!

 

He finally breathed his last.

 

When a whale falls, all things flourish.

 

The mutant beasts tore at him, splashing up clouds of sand.

 

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