The area of the sea that Ye Qingxuan pointed at was no longer quiet. A sudden wild wave burst out of the surface. The glaring beam of a searchlight pierced through the darkness, lightening up an area with a terrible green color. It was the skin of something. Looking closely, one could see scales the size of a thumb, but no one could believe it because it was so huge. The nightmares of all of the sailors put together was nothing compared to it. In the searchlight, what they could see was only a tiny fraction of it. In the deep sea where the searchlight could not reach, it crept swiftly.
It was a sea snake; a sea snake of astonishing size! The iron ship, which weighed hundreds of tons, was no more than one-fifth of its length! Compared to it, the ship was like a little baby in the hands of a giant.
In one instant, the huge body of the snake wound through the dark sea. There was an enormous eye passing quickly into the darkness. The eye was greyish-white in color and had no pupil at all. It was looking at them as if it were looking at dust.
"Moun-mountain of Nomadism!!!" Igor seemed paralyzed and fell down instantly. His eyes were full of despair as if he had seen the most terrible nightmare. He screamed, "The legend is true! God damn! I should have known it! We are going to die, Mr. Ye. We are doomed!"
Ye Qingxuan slapped him. "We are not dead yet, Captain," he said. "It was saying 'hello' just now. It has not begun yet. Get your crew in position, and get yourself together. Then tell me what the hell this Mountain of Nomadism is."
Waken up by the slap, Igor struggled to get up and snatched something to stabilize himself. He didn't dare to get close to the side of the ship, not even daring to look at the monster.
Ear-piercing alarms sounded. In a few seconds, everyone was woken up and ran quickly to Igor's position to wait for the enemy. When they saw the enemy, everyone was seized by desperation.
"That thing…it really exists." Igor's face was pale. Biting his teeth, he said, "I thought it was only a legend, a joke made by some drunkard to steal people's money. The story was passed down from hundreds of years ago. It should not exist in this world. It's… a nightmare.
"Some lucky people have seen it from afar. They saw it swallowing a whale hunting ship along with a whale into its stomach, leaving the sea blood-red… It must have gotten here by following the ocean's current! People say it was the 'son of the ocean', following its sisters to shepherd its mother fish."
"Don't panic. You call yourself 'son of the ocean', don't you?" Ye Qingxuan glanced at him. "Though it is your big brother, it is only older than you. There is nothing to fear."
"I…I was not her real son!" Igor wanted to cry, but fear had deprived him of his tears.
"Watch out!"
Boom! A terrible impact was felt again. The ship quivered with sharp sounds of twisting iron and steel. The Mountain of Nomadism splashed huge waves that crashed down on the ship. Amid the enormous shock, there was one moment everyone was tossed up in the air. Then, the ship was flung into the air. The next second, the ship fell into the huge wave, causing a massive splash.
Screams came from everywhere.
The body of the ship was torn up, leaving a huge crack through which the sea water began to pour into the ship, tilting the ship to one side. Along with the sharp sound caused by friction between the Mountain of Nomadism and the iron ship, the giant snake suddenly twisted its body. At the same time, it raised its long tail covered with barbs, then smashed down on the ship. Its move was so powerful that the sea seemed to be torn up by the strong wind it caused.
It was like hitting a rat with an iron bar.
The tail was flung upon them with horrible force. Even three ships combined together would be destroyed by one strike.
At that moment, Ye Qingxuan pressed his hand on the deck.
The Holy!
The glorious anthem sounded. Glamourous golden light, like flowing water, enveloped the whole ship, which suddenly became as sacred as a holy temple.
With the music theory as the pry lever, the rules governing the physical world began to twist under the weight of the Symphony of Predestination. As the music movement was formed, Ye Qingxuan felt the horrible force inflicting on the enchantment.
No one knew how terrible the Mountain of Nomadism's strength was, as the barrier of the Holy anthem was even shaken under its impact. Yet the balance constructed by the inner music theory offset it in an instant. Even the sea water in the ship was turning back under Ye Qingxuan's willpower. Everything was getting better and cheers came from inside the ship. Yet, after only a few seconds, Ye Qingxuan's face nearly turned green.
The consumption of power was so astonishing… The moment the Holy appeared, he had begun to feel the horrible pressure from the lightless sea. Unlike the rejecting force in the physical world expected by Ye Qingxuan, it seemed that the whole lightless sea was fighting against the enchantment of the Holy.
It was as if the sea was alive, reacting to the invasion of foreign bodies.
This place had turned into something like the World of Dark, or even more powerful than that. Like the realm of some catastrophe, no other enchantment was allowed to exist.
This was not good; it was very bad.
In the School of Abstinence, which Ye Qingxuan was best at, more than half of his willpower was used on the path of domain. Now that the path of domain was rejected, it was like he had lost one of his legs.
What's more, a sea monster like the Mountain of Nomadism was in no way an ordinary creature. It was quite similar to the snake that twined around the whole world and was the ace of spades in the School of Dragon Stone in the School of Summoning. It was in no way weaker than the monsters created by the skillful musicians of the School of Summoning.
Undoubtedly, the blood of Catastrophe flowed within it. It might be the sibling of some catastrophe or the incarnation of some catastrophe who was preparing to descend upon the world. Besides its monstrous strength, it definitely had some other horrible power. Even the beasts modified by the breath of monsters could spit fireballs.
Passive defense would not work.
Definitely not.
In one moment, Ye Qingxuan made up his mind. If he only took the defense, he would run out of strength fighting against the lightless sea.
He had to attack; drive it off or kill it!
"Organists in position, sir!" Several seconds later, four men, who had just put on their clothes, ran onto the deck. One of them had thrown up many times due to seasick. He was pale.
"Musicians?" Ye Qingxuan asked. "Can they really be of any help?" Pretty soon, he was relieved to see the shine of the musicians' music theory.
Four of them were Resonance musicians; two were from the School of Modifications, one from the School of Revelation, and one was even the Son of Phoenix from the School of Anglo Royalty.
They not only had the skills of summoning but also those of modifications! They were really professionals.
At this moment, the School of Modifications was so much more useful than Ye Qingxuan.
The area of the sea that Ye Qingxuan pointed at was no longer quiet. A sudden wild wave burst out of the surface. The glaring beam of a searchlight pierced through the darkness, lightening up an area with a terrible green color. It was the skin of something. Looking closely, one could see scales the size of a thumb, but no one could believe it because it was so huge. The nightmares of all of the sailors put together was nothing compared to it. In the searchlight, what they could see was only a tiny fraction of it. In the deep sea where the searchlight could not reach, it crept swiftly.
It was a sea snake; a sea snake of astonishing size! The iron ship, which weighed hundreds of tons, was no more than one-fifth of its length! Compared to it, the ship was like a little baby in the hands of a giant.
In one instant, the huge body of the snake wound through the dark sea. There was an enormous eye passing quickly into the darkness. The eye was greyish-white in color and had no pupil at all. It was looking at them as if it were looking at dust.
"Moun-mountain of Nomadism!!!" Igor seemed paralyzed and fell down instantly. His eyes were full of despair as if he had seen the most terrible nightmare. He screamed, "The legend is true! God damn! I should have known it! We are going to die, Mr. Ye. We are doomed!"
Ye Qingxuan slapped him. "We are not dead yet, Captain," he said. "It was saying 'hello' just now. It has not begun yet. Get your crew in position, and get yourself together. Then tell me what the hell this Mountain of Nomadism is."
Waken up by the slap, Igor struggled to get up and snatched something to stabilize himself. He didn't dare to get close to the side of the ship, not even daring to look at the monster.
Ear-piercing alarms sounded. In a few seconds, everyone was woken up and ran quickly to Igor's position to wait for the enemy. When they saw the enemy, everyone was seized by desperation.
"That thing…it really exists." Igor's face was pale. Biting his teeth, he said, "I thought it was only a legend, a joke made by some drunkard to steal people's money. The story was passed down from hundreds of years ago. It should not exist in this world. It's… a nightmare.
"Some lucky people have seen it from afar. They saw it swallowing a whale hunting ship along with a whale into its stomach, leaving the sea blood-red… It must have gotten here by following the ocean's current! People say it was the 'son of the ocean', following its sisters to shepherd its mother fish."
"Don't panic. You call yourself 'son of the ocean', don't you?" Ye Qingxuan glanced at him. "Though it is your big brother, it is only older than you. There is nothing to fear."
"I…I was not her real son!" Igor wanted to cry, but fear had deprived him of his tears.
"Watch out!"
Boom! A terrible impact was felt again. The ship quivered with sharp sounds of twisting iron and steel. The Mountain of Nomadism splashed huge waves that crashed down on the ship. Amid the enormous shock, there was one moment everyone was tossed up in the air. Then, the ship was flung into the air. The next second, the ship fell into the huge wave, causing a massive splash.
Screams came from everywhere.
The body of the ship was torn up, leaving a huge crack through which the sea water began to pour into the ship, tilting the ship to one side. Along with the sharp sound caused by friction between the Mountain of Nomadism and the iron ship, the giant snake suddenly twisted its body. At the same time, it raised its long tail covered with barbs, then smashed down on the ship. Its move was so powerful that the sea seemed to be torn up by the strong wind it caused.
It was like hitting a rat with an iron bar.
The tail was flung upon them with horrible force. Even three ships combined together would be destroyed by one strike.
At that moment, Ye Qingxuan pressed his hand on the deck.
The Holy!
The glorious anthem sounded. Glamourous golden light, like flowing water, enveloped the whole ship, which suddenly became as sacred as a holy temple.
With the music theory as the pry lever, the rules governing the physical world began to twist under the weight of the Symphony of Predestination. As the music movement was formed, Ye Qingxuan felt the horrible force inflicting on the enchantment.
No one knew how terrible the Mountain of Nomadism's strength was, as the barrier of the Holy anthem was even shaken under its impact. Yet the balance constructed by the inner music theory offset it in an instant. Even the sea water in the ship was turning back under Ye Qingxuan's willpower. Everything was getting better and cheers came from inside the ship. Yet, after only a few seconds, Ye Qingxuan's face nearly turned green.
The consumption of power was so astonishing… The moment the Holy appeared, he had begun to feel the horrible pressure from the lightless sea. Unlike the rejecting force in the physical world expected by Ye Qingxuan, it seemed that the whole lightless sea was fighting against the enchantment of the Holy.
It was as if the sea was alive, reacting to the invasion of foreign bodies.
This place had turned into something like the World of Dark, or even more powerful than that. Like the realm of some catastrophe, no other enchantment was allowed to exist.
This was not good; it was very bad.
In the School of Abstinence, which Ye Qingxuan was best at, more than half of his willpower was used on the path of domain. Now that the path of domain was rejected, it was like he had lost one of his legs.
What's more, a sea monster like the Mountain of Nomadism was in no way an ordinary creature. It was quite similar to the snake that twined around the whole world and was the ace of spades in the School of Dragon Stone in the School of Summoning. It was in no way weaker than the monsters created by the skillful musicians of the School of Summoning.
Undoubtedly, the blood of Catastrophe flowed within it. It might be the sibling of some catastrophe or the incarnation of some catastrophe who was preparing to descend upon the world. Besides its monstrous strength, it definitely had some other horrible power. Even the beasts modified by the breath of monsters could spit fireballs.
Passive defense would not work.
Definitely not.
In one moment, Ye Qingxuan made up his mind. If he only took the defense, he would run out of strength fighting against the lightless sea.
He had to attack; drive it off or kill it!
"Organists in position, sir!" Several seconds later, four men, who had just put on their clothes, ran onto the deck. One of them had thrown up many times due to seasick. He was pale.
"Musicians?" Ye Qingxuan asked. "Can they really be of any help?" Pretty soon, he was relieved to see the shine of the musicians' music theory.
Four of them were Resonance musicians; two were from the School of Modifications, one from the School of Revelation, and one was even the Son of Phoenix from the School of Anglo Royalty.
They not only had the skills of summoning but also those of modifications! They were really professionals.
At this moment, the School of Modifications was so much more useful than Ye Qingxuan.
