165: Final Kill

To him, these sirens combined were not worth a single tentacle of their ancestor; if it meant solving the problem, he would not hesitate to sacrifice them all.

He ordered the Royal Guard to personally execute the few sirens who protested the loudest, which finally quelled their rebellious spirit.

Under the King's iron-fisted methods, the sirens unwillingly obeyed the command.

The war-song sirens crowded outside the mouth of the Leviathan, their jewel-like scales turning grayish-white in fear.

They formed ranks and entered the Leviathan's vast oral cavity with trepidation, beginning to sing loudly once they had slightly calmed their nerves.

"Ah—Oh—Yi—Ya Hey~"

The King and ministers watching the battle were protected by the defense magic of the Mage Corps and suffered no harm, though the soul-stirring sound made them feel restless and agitated.

As for the Demon Dragon in the stomach, it went without saying; although the End Land could block sonic damage, it could not stop the demonic sounds from piercing its ears.

That kind of mental pollution caused it great discomfort.

Especially in the enclosed environment of the stomach, the discomfort brought about by the noise was even more intense.

Of course, this psychological discomfort could not truly harm the Demon Dragon; it just made it feel nauseous.

Resisting the discomfort, it opened an Abyss portal at the entrance of the stomach, and a massive amount of debris poured out, completely blocking the passage.

This method successfully blocked the entry of the demonic sound, making the Demon Dragon feel a bit better.

But the good times did not last long; as the Leviathan swallowed and digested, the debris quickly vanished.

Seeing this, the Demon Dragon could only give up on resisting, choosing to eat despite the nausea.

The songstresses outside sang until they were hoarse, finishing one song after another, determined to take down the enemy in one go.

Time ticked by, and the songstresses were exhausted, their voices growing fainter and fainter.

After another moment, the sound fell completely silent, and the songstresses fled the Leviathan's mouth, one by one, parched and dry.

At this time, the Archmage investigated again, and the Demon Dragon was still eating and drinking recklessly.

Faced with this situation, the merfolk were completely dumbfounded, continuing to rack their brains to find a viable path.

The Mermen King even proclaimed to the world, hoping to gather the wisdom of all merfolk to find a way to save the Leviathan.

If anyone could successfully solve the problem, they would be instantly elevated to the rank of Prince.

This caused a sensation throughout the Merfolk Kingdom, and every street and alley was discussing how to save their ancestor.

Strategy after strategy was submitted to the palace, and various capable ministers and generals discussed the feasibility of each plan.

Some reasonable strategies were quickly adopted and tested immediately.

They tried having the Leviathan swallow a large amount of anti-magic stones, wanting to destroy the Demon Dragon's domain.

Unfortunately, that amount had no effect at all once it entered the Leviathan's stomach.

Next, they had the court apothecary concoct a "King's Water of Ten Thousand Poisons" using the venom of various sea beasts, and had the Archmage use spatial magic to teleport it to the Demon Dragon's location, hoping to poison it.

As soon as the poison entered the End Land, it turned into Chaos Power, instead replenishing some energy for the domain.

Some biologists in the Merfolk Kingdom thought of the symbiotic barnacles parasitic inside the Leviathan; perhaps they could drive out the enemy.

Subsequently, the Mage Corps began chanting spells, awakening the dormant symbiotic barnacles, and then guided them to migrate toward the stomach.

The symbiotic barnacles were able to resist the Leviathan's devouring power very well and successfully reached the stomach.

These barnacles possessed a neuroparalytic toxin that could paralyze and stiffen a creature's bodily functions.

Unfortunately, even the best poison is useless if it cannot get close.

These barnacles had very weak combat power themselves; the Demon Dragon didn't even need to act, as the Chaos Beast within the End Land had already torn them to shreds.

The Demon Dragon would not give them too much time for experiments; by this point, it had already pierced through the stomach and launched an attack on other organs.

After exiting the stomach, the devouring power was greatly reduced, and the time the Demon Dragon could survive increased significantly.

Within two days, the Demon Dragon's strength successfully reached the peak of Tier 7, and the two "tumors" on its shoulders were "ready to burst forth."

However, the bottleneck to Tier 8 was not so easily broken; subsequent devouring only enhanced its strength and could not shake its realm in the slightest.

By this time, the Leviathan had been tortured to the brink of death by the Demon Dragon, and its insides were in complete chaos.

Its self-healing ability was greatly compromised by the destruction of the Demon Dragon's Chaos Power, and its condition was extremely poor, already in a near-death state.

For these two days, the Mermen King and the ministers had been guarding the Leviathan, hoping for a miracle.

Seeing the Leviathan's condition worsening, the King gathered the mages to continuously cast healing spells, wanting to prolong the Leviathan's life.

Unfortunately, the Leviathan's bodily functions had been ravaged by the Chaos Power; the healing spells could only revive its spirit for a moment and could not solve the root cause.

Finally, on an ordinary day, the Leviathan, which had lived for countless years, closed its eyes; it had been tortured to death by the Demon Dragon.

Although the merfolk had anticipated this, they still found the result difficult to accept.

Although they had ruled the world for countless years and experienced countless crises, they had ultimately relied on the protection of their "ancestor."

Now that their ancestor was dead, and the evil invaders from the Otherworld were still eyeing them covetously, the fall of the Merfolk Kingdom seemed a foregone conclusion.

The Demon Dragon inside the Leviathan sensed it the moment it died and hurriedly activated the sacrificial array to sacrifice its soul back to the Abyss.

As for this massive lump of flesh and blood, it did not have the ability to inscribe such a large sacrificial array.

It would be better to wait until it had completely conquered this world and sacrifice it to the Abyss along with the world.

Ye Chen in the Abyss also received the notification, and after checking the soul panel, he indeed found the Leviathan's soul.

However, the resurrection cost of a full fifty million was enough to show the gap between it and other Tier 7 kin.

After selecting resurrection, endless starlight shone in the Abyss.

The starlight quickly condensed, forming a phantom image resembling the "Kun" from myths and legends.

Unlike the Kun, the Leviathan's appearance was more ferocious, combining the heavy majesty of a whale with the ferocious dominance of a dragon.

Its body was covered in iridescent scales, constantly shimmering with purple, blue, and green colors.

A row of spike-like dorsal fins protruded from its back, extending all the way to its tail.

On its ferocious head grew a massive mouth, filled with sharp teeth.

When it swam through the Abyss, its massive figure was enough to obscure the radiance of the Blood Sun.

Ye Chen stared dumbfounded at this colossal beast; its size was even larger than the seventh layer of the Oceanic Abyss—it was simply a moving continent.

If another war were to break out, not to mention anything else, this massive size alone could serve as a floating city!