80: Chapter 79 Joy Turns to Sorrow

If a Mortal were standing here, even just a single glance at this deep-sea behemoth, which looked down upon everything like ants, would likely cause them to instantly collapse, slump to the ground, and wet their pants.

That absolute sense of oppression stemming from the hierarchy of life was enough to crush any Mortal's sanity.

But Yang Hang merely lifted a corner of his sunglasses to take a look at it.

"Is that it?"

The trace of interest in his eyes quickly faded, replaced by a touch of boredom.

The next moment, he lowered his sunglasses, put them on properly, stretched, and lazily stood up from his lounge chair.

"Swish—"

Yang Hang's figure turned into an afterimage, vanishing from the spot as if he had teleported.

The four or five bionic maids left behind immediately stood up straight in unison, hands folded over their lower abdomens, and bowed slightly in the direction where Yang Hang had disappeared: "Farewell, Master."

The scene shifted. Yang Hang's afterimage had already appeared atop the massive head of that super high-tier sea beast, which rose two hundred meters above the water.

With just the tip of one foot, he stepped lightly into the gap between two massive bone plates on the beast's head. He spread his arms slightly in a cross shape, and the sea breeze whipped his clothes, making them snap loudly.

Under the lights of the golden Houseboat not far away, his figure was outlined as a silhouette, blending into the churning night.

Standing on one foot atop the giant beast, his clothes snapping in the gale, he looked as lazy as if he were just catching a breeze on his own balcony.

It was as if the monster beneath his feet, capable of crushing an island, were nothing more than a stone in his shoe.

The super high-tier sea beast instantly sensed the foreign object on its head. It emitted terrifying shrieks capable of shattering clouds, and its massive body began to twist frantically, whipping up turbulent waves.

The violent aftermath ground the surrounding piles of sea beast corpses into pulp.

Yet it discovered that no matter how it struggled or rolled, that "little ant" stepping on its head seemed welded to the spatial coordinates, maintaining that calm posture, its foot steadily poised on the beast's head.

The sea beast was thoroughly enraged, beyond furious!

Blinding, ghostly blue light erupted from within its massive body, and countless blue energy vessels, as thick as water pipes, surged frantically beneath its bone plates.

It violently raised its head and opened its terrifying, abyssal maw, nearly seventy or eighty meters in diameter, attempting to swallow Yang Hang and the surrounding space in one gulp with an Aura capable of destroying the world!

Just as that abyss, filled with fangs, was about to close, Yang Hang sighed softly.

The foot he had perched on the beast's head tapped downward seemingly at random.

Power capable of shattering stars seemed to erupt instantly, locking onto the fatal point.

"Bang—!!!"

A heaven-shaking explosion, impossible to describe in words, detonated in the night sky over the Magic Sea.

That massive body, surging with terrifying blue energy, two hundred meters tall and one hundred meters wide, exploded instantly and without warning, like a giant high-pressure balloon burst from within!

Countless pitch-black bone fragments, mixed with blood rain like a waterfall and shattered flesh, poured down in all directions, as if a rain of blood had fallen upon the sea.

This three-hundred-meter giant beast was exploded by Yang Hang simply using the tip of his foot with his Physical Body.

Before the rain of flesh and blood could fall upon him, Yang Hang's figure had already flashed away again.

"Welcome back, Master."

Accompanied by the respectful greeting of the bionic maids, Yang Hang had already returned to the deck and settled securely back into his comfortable lounge chair.

He picked up the unfinished juice and took a sip, watching with boredom as the low-tier Magic Sea Beast Tide continued to swarm forward like headless flies outside the protective barrier.

Time passed in this boring slaughter.

Afterward, three more waves of such super high-tier overlord-level sea beasts arrived.

Each wave was separated by about three hours. After the Magic Sea Beast Tide began and the first super high-tier sea beast appeared, Yang Hang stayed on the deck for about another hour before returning to the cabin to rest and relax.

During this time, aside from occasionally using his Divided Soul to check on his parents and younger sister, he only appeared to deal with the high-tier sea beasts when each wave arrived.

Time passed. The twin suns hung high.

As the last high-tier sea beast was blasted apart by his punch above the Magic Sea, which had turned into an ocean of flesh and blood.

There were still more than two hours left on the official countdown for the Magic Sea Beast Tide.

The perimeter of his super-luxury Houseboat was piled high with the corpses of sea beasts, solidly forming a continent.

But Yang Hang, under the revelation of Karma, understood that the beast tide on his side had ended.

Of course, that was only on his side.

Just then, the sound of crisp high heels clicking on the deck reached him.

A bionic female crew member, wearing a slim-fitting female sailor uniform and a white sailor cap, with a hot figure, walked to his side, leaned down slightly, brought her red lips close to Yang Hang's ear, and whispered a few words of report.

Yang Hang's expression showed understanding; he raised his eyebrows slightly and put down the juice he had just picked up.

The next moment, with a thought, his Power of Causality quietly activated. His vision instantly broke free from the constraints of his Physical Body, entering a high-dimensional, overlooking perspective, simultaneously locking onto two coordinates on the Magic Sea.

...

The Little Life Society's base.

It was now past ten in the morning.

Tens of thousands of Little Life Society members were relying on a massive maritime base composed of tens of thousands of Houseboats to engage in a brutal slaughter against the sea beasts surging in like a tsunami.

It had lasted for ten hours.

But fortunately, with the support of the Numerical Panel, the three-colored Life Spring water, and the little life water, they had maintained an uninjured state and abundant energy throughout.

The Magic Sea Beast Tide was endless, and their manpower, supported by those three things, was also endless.

But casualties were ultimately unavoidable.

The Numerical Panel could lock health, but it couldn't lock health when the head was blown off; that was an unsolvable critical hit that wiped the health bar.

While dealing with his own Magic Sea Beast Tide, Yang Hang had observed a few times; the Revival Society was the same, and their overall resistance to the Magic Sea Beast Tide was excellent.

But at this very moment, as the battle reached a stalemate near its end, the sea surface in front of the Little Life Society suddenly collapsed without warning, forming a huge vortex.

Immediately after, a hideous sea beast, a hundred meters tall, slowly surfaced from the water.

It was shaped like a mutated deep-sea giant crab, but its back shell was covered with dense, pale human-face patterns. Its two massive pincers were like two giant bone scythes capable of cutting through warships, and each swing created sonic booms that tore through the air.

The moment this monster, standing over twenty stories tall, appeared, all the command personnel and high-level members of the Little Life Society were frozen in cold shock.

The ordinary crew members on the front line of the defense were pale; they were stunned the moment they saw it, and then the weapons in their hands even began to tremble.

Some lost their focus in extreme fear and were instantly bitten by a mid-tier sea beast pouncing from the side, dragged screaming into the pitch-black sea, never to be seen again.

Inside the flagship command cabin, the joyful atmosphere brought by the earlier battlefield advantage and the nearing end of the tide vanished completely after this super high-tier sea beast appeared.

The Magic Sea warning announcement that had been forgotten due to the intoxication of victory—the content mentioning the possibility of super high-tier sea beasts—once again dominated their minds in a domineering way.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

President Shen Qing stood before the holographic screen, her face deathly pale.

In those eyes, which were usually calm to the point of near indifference, shock and disbelief now appeared, difficult to contain.

She forced herself to remain calm, fingers gripping the edge of the console tightly, her knuckles turning white.

"President..." Personnel Vice President Li Ming was the first to speak, his voice dry. "That thing, can our cannons pierce its shell? Godzilla from the Fusang Ultraman cartoons isn't much bigger than this guy, right? Do we need an Ultraman or a Superman too?"

No one answered his question, which contained a bit of a death joke.

The person in charge of armaments, Zhao Zheng, stared intently at the scan data on the screen, his lips pressed into a line. After several seconds, he squeezed a few words through his teeth: "Energy reading... over thirty thousand, classified as a super high-tier sea beast. I'm afraid this is the overlord-level sea beast mentioned in the announcement!"

Logistics Vice President Wang Fang swallowed hard and turned to look at President Shen Qing: "President, should we... organize a retreat? While that monster is still observing, should we organize the evacuation of our vital forces?"

"Retreat?" Development Vice President Chen Xu shook his head with a bitter smile. "Where to? Our ship speed is less than one-fifth of its speed. Besides, with nearly twenty thousand Houseboats, a hasty retreat is simply unrealistic. This monster could catch up in minutes and grind our entire base into fragments in ten minutes."

Planning Vice President Zhou Lan tried to remain rational, quickly simulating several plans on the tactical board, but each result made her face turn paler. Finally, she put down her pen, her voice squeezed from her throat: "... In a direct engagement, our win rate... is zero."

The command cabin fell into a suffocating silence.

President Shen Qing closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them again, her voice had recovered its characteristic coldness and rationality, but everyone could hear a hint of trembling beneath that coldness: "Notify all combat personnel... contract the defense line, concentrate fire... let's first try to—"

Before she could finish, the giant crab sea beast on the screen suddenly raised its right pincer and smashed it down hard toward the nearest escort Houseboat. That Houseboat, along with the dozen or so people on it who couldn't escape in time, was instantly smashed into fragments, and wood chips and flesh exploded into a dark red flower on the sea surface.

"..."

Everyone stared blankly at the wreckage. Someone's legs went weak, and they plopped down onto the floor.