164: Chapter 164 Survival in Extreme Circumstances

Death lunged up from below.

Lin Ye hung in mid-air.

The Dark Weaver's anchor had not yet bitten into the mothership's gunwale.

Beneath his feet, the main mast was snapped instantly by the waves raised by the Bone-scaled Shark.

Zhao Mengmeng hung beside the bronze beast head above.

The cable of the Wind-Chasing Claw was pulled taut.

"Lin Ye!"

The Bone-scaled Shark emerged from the water, its gaping bone maw leaving the Great Xia Live Stream in stunned silence.

Lin Ye looked down, staring at the giant maw lunging toward him.

He forced his Left Eye open for half a breath.

In his retina, the red light covering the Bone-scaled Shark's entire body was so thick it turned black.

Bone scales, saber teeth, tail fin, gill slits.

All of them were lethal points.

Only at the blowhole above its nostrils did a patch of dim, soft area show through the edge of the red light.

That area was not covered by bone armor!

The distance was too close.

If he continued to pull himself up forcefully, his legs would definitely be bitten off by the giant maw.

He couldn't dodge it.

Lin Ye pressed his fingertips.

He released the Dark Weaver's main line directly.

The traction force vanished instantly.

His body plummeted straight toward the abyss.

The Bone-scaled Shark's bone maw snapped shut violently, brushing against his heels.

Bang!

A foul-smelling wave, mixed with broken bone spurs, shot into the sky.

While dodging the center of the bite in mid-air, Lin Ye backhanded and drew his chipped Fire Axe.

He gripped the bent steel handle with both hands.

Following the terrifying potential energy of his free fall, he swung the axe blade fiercely into the bone seam at the edge of the Bone-scaled Shark's blowhole!

Puchi!

The thick bone scales were forcibly pried open by the immense force.

The chipped axe head jammed straight into the bone seam.

Lin Ye hung entirely above the tip of the Bone-scaled Shark's nose.

His feet dangled in the air, with the frantically grinding, barbed saber teeth right below him.

Foul, hot air spewed from its throat cavity.

The smell of rotting meat and black water flooded his nasal cavity.

Zhao Mengmeng hung above the gunwale, biting her teeth until they bled: "Hold on!"

She gripped the bronze carvings on the gunwale tightly with one arm.

With her other hand, she drew the spare short hook of the Wind-Chasing Claw and frantically spun the mechanism.

The Bone-scaled Shark felt the sharp pain at its nose and thrashed its massive body wildly on the water surface.

Lin Ye's body was thrown, slamming hard against the base of the saber teeth.

A dull thud came from his shoulder blade.

He did not dodge or evade.

His left hand gripped the axe handle jammed in the bone seam, while his right hand drew the bone blade from his waist.

He aimed at the soft area of the blowhole.

And stabbed it all the way in!

Black blood erupted from the blowhole under high pressure, drenching half of Lin Ye's body.

It wasn't enough.

The blade tip had only entered three inches and failed to sever the nerve bundle deep inside.

The Bone-scaled Shark began to twist and dive.

Once dragged into the black water, the hundreds of Bone-scaled Sharks surrounding them would tear a living person to shreds in an instant.

Lin Ye gripped the knife handle tightly with his right hand.

He twisted and stirred his entire arm with force in the bloody water!

"Open!"

The bone blade completed a fatal horizontal cut deep inside the blowhole.

A shrill howl erupted from the bone maw.

Beneath the black water, the school of Bone-scaled Sharks closing in on the mothership suddenly became agitated.

The leader was bleeding.

The strong scent of high-order blood directly overwhelmed the lingering aroma of the previous bait.

The killers in the water began to change direction.

Now!

Lin Ye pressed the Dark Weaver's retrieval button.

The anchor shot out before his fall finally bit firmly into a bronze crack at the highest point of the mothership's gunwale.

The high-frequency engine burst into a dry, shrill whine.

Lin Ye's body was jerked upward violently from the tip of the Bone-scaled Shark's nose.

The Fire Axe was jammed tight in the Bone-scaled Shark's bone seam.

The bone blade was embedded deep in the blowhole and couldn't be pulled out.

Lin Ye decisively let go.

The Bone-scaled Shark rolled in pain, its massive tail fin sweeping up through the black water.

A water column rose high and slammed heavily into Lin Ye's lower leg.

His body immediately lost balance in mid-air, crashing straight toward the outer wall of the mothership.

"Catch!"

Zhao Mengmeng was hanging upside down on the edge of the gunwale.

She swung the spare three-pronged hook, leaving an afterimage.

It accurately hooked onto the metal load-bearing ring on the side of Lin Ye's backpack.

Dual traction forces erupted simultaneously.

Forcibly pulling back Lin Ye's deviating falling trajectory.

Bang!

Lin Ye slammed into the mothership's bronze gunwale.

His elbow scraped open a bloody gash on the slippery moss.

Zhao Mengmeng grabbed his tactical harness.

Both of them exerted force at the same time.

They vaulted over the bronze edge and slammed heavily onto the wide deck.

The Great Xia Live Stream barrage paused for two seconds, then erupted densely.

[Releasing the line to fall, then slashing the weak point in mid-air! Who dares to copy this move!]

[My palms are completely numb; I really thought Brother Eye was going to be chewed up just now!]

[That broken Fire Axe, slashed from the first floor to the seventh floor, and finally sealed the giant beast's movement—honorably retired!]

[Too ruthless, he even factored his own life into the calculation!]

The deck was thick and heavy.

He couldn't hear the surging undercurrents beneath the water.

Zhao Mengmeng knelt beside him, grabbing Lin Ye by the collar and flipping him over.

"Where are you hurt?"

Lin Ye coughed up a mouthful of black water and wiped the residue off his face.

"Not dead."

"You are a total madman! Gambling with your life again!"

"A guaranteed win."

Lin Ye stared at his empty hands.

Zhao Mengmeng followed his gaze downward.

The black water surged.

The Bone-scaled Shark leader was struggling wildly on the water surface.

The blood gushing from its blowhole dyed the water within dozens of meters a dark red.

The ordinary Bone-scaled Sharks had completely lost their minds.

Dozens of giant bone maws burst out of the water, frantically tearing at the leader's gill slits and abdomen.

The water surface was churned into thick, bloody foam.

The struggling roars grew weaker and weaker.

Zhao Mengmeng stopped looking at the water and roughly pulled out a piece of animal hide cloth.

"Give me your hand."

Lin Ye did not refuse.

His palm had a long gash from the bronze barbs, with the flesh turned inside out.

Zhao Mengmeng quickly wrapped the animal hide tightly and checked the cracks in his back armor.

After confirming there were no fatal wounds, she finally relaxed her tense shoulders.

"Your life, even Lord Yama would find it too troublesome to check in the Book of Life and Death."

"There are too many people in line."

The two stood up from the deck.

Up close, the scale of the mothership became even more exaggerated.

The dark brown planks beneath their feet remained intact despite the passage of time.

Huge bronze nail heads were deeply embedded within them.

The inside of the gunwale was carved with ancient beast patterns.

In the center of the deck stood a multi-story building that had collapsed on one side.

Tattered black cloth hung at the entrance of the pavilion.

Behind it, the giant bronze door leading to the core cabin was five meters high.

Two beast pillars stood on either side of the door.

The statues had rusty iron rings held in their mouths.

The door seam was closed extremely tightly.

Yet a faint, tide-like light seeped out from the gap.

Zhao Mengmeng picked up a broken bronze rod from the ground.

She weighed it in her hand.

"Arrows are gone, the crossbow is empty; now it can only be used as a club."

"There is something inside."

Lin Ye flickered his Left Eye open and closed.

In his True Vision, the vast majority of the deck glowed with a vibrant green light.

A few clusters of red dots representing hidden dangers were hidden in the ruins of the pavilion.

And deep inside that five-meter-high bronze cabin door.

A mass of pure dark golden luster was lying dormant quietly.

It was more profound than the Frost-patterned Stone Box on the Sixth Floor.

And more ancient.

At the same time.

At the base of the beast pillars on both sides of the cabin door, several parallel red lines of feedback appeared.

That was a trigger mechanism.

Lin Ye pressed on his sore Left Eye.

"There is a mechanism on the door."

Zhao Mengmeng immediately stepped back half a step and raised the bronze rod.

"This damn place, won't even leave a normal door?"

"The ones soaked rotten underwater are the normal ones."

Lin Ye walked to five steps away from the cabin door and stopped.

He did not force it open.

His gaze swept over the half-detached bronze plaque above the door.

Behind the plaque, there was a stress point glowing with green light.

He raised his right arm.

The Dark Weaver's launch slot emitted the sound of gears grinding, on the verge of breaking down.

One last anchor launch.

The black line shot out.

It bit tightly into the gap behind the plaque.

Lin Ye did not pull himself, but instead pulled the Nano-wire with force in the opposite direction.

Click.

The plaque shifted outward and fell off.

The heavy bronze block slammed heavily onto the stone slab in front of the door.

The instant the vibration rang out.

The red lines at the base of the beast pillars suddenly lit up.

Sss! Sss! Sss!

Dense black water needles spewed out frantically from both sides of the door seam.

They covered the entire high-altitude area one to two meters in front of the door.

If the two of them had gone up to push the door just now.

Their chests and above would have already been pierced through.

The black poison needles stopped spraying.

The iron rings in the mouths of the beast pillars sank downward.

The mechanism had finished discharging.

Zhao Mengmeng looked at the black poison needles covering the ground, a layer of cold sweat breaking out on her back.

Lin Ye retracted the now-broken Dark Weaver main line.

He strode to the cabin door.

He pressed his palm onto the bronze plate.

Zhao Mengmeng braced against the other door.

A heavy grinding sound rang out on the silent deck.

The door slowly opened inward.

A damp, cold draft mixed with some kind of ancient, exotic fragrance rushed toward them.

Before his Right Eye.

A translucent light screen faintly popped up a line of characters.

[Giant Ship Core Cabin]