158: war!

The Mist Barrel's massive body was forcibly dragged out of the sea by Bai Ye, stirring up monstrous waves.

Its size, comparable to the whale breaker, cut a sky-obscuring shadow in the air before crashing heavily onto the sea surface.

"Gulu gulu..."

The Mist Barrel let out a Crying Sound that resembled a whimper.

It hadn't yet recovered from the stunned state of being forcibly dragged out of the water.

What thing had just dragged it up? Never mind, it should eat the meat first.

The countless pores on its body instinctively continued to spray thick mist; since it had left the deep-sea environment, the mist's density appeared much heavier.

Even Bai Ye's vision was obstructed, allowing him only to vaguely see a huge shadow in the mist not far away.

With Initial Lord Rank plus Commander Advanced Aptitude, if hooked, it could certainly be considered a big catch.

Even in the Storm Sea Eye, there were Fifth-Tier Beast Tamers.

However, in past competitions, there were instances where Fifth-Tier Beast Tamers failed to hook a Lord, ending up only catching some Elite Rank Demonic Beasts.

"infinite, deploy the Energy Track on the sea surface."

Bai Ye lightly tapped the railing in front of him and used Telepathy to speak to infinite inside the cabin.

infinite immediately extended a mechanical arm, protruding from the side of the whale breaker, its end plunging into the turbulent sea surface.

It constructed a simple combat platform for Bai Ye on the turbulent sea surface.

"Body Integration."

Bai Ye let out a low shout, and the Ghost Orchid on his shoulder transformed into a purple light, merging into his body.

The Vine Whip Armor radiating cold air dispelled some of the surrounding mist.

Bai Ye lightly tapped the deck with his toe, sprang off the whale breaker, and landed steadily on the Energy Track below.

The Mist Barrel finally finished the dried meat Bai Ye had thrown down and rubbed its belly contentedly with a tentacle.

It looked at the Vine Whip still attached to its tentacle, following the direction of the Vine Whip's extension.

The mist was essentially nonexistent to it. It could clearly see Bai Ye standing on the Energy Track, and a hint of greed slowly surfaced in its eyes.

If it caught this creature, it would probably get more of the food it just ate.

It absolutely couldn't let him escape.

As for the fact that this creature had dragged it up from the seabed, that memory had long been washed away by its appetite.

"Wu ga!"

The strange Crying Sound echoed in the mist, and ten massive tentacles, thicker than water barrels, tore through the water surface, encircling Bai Ye's position.

The tentacles churned the seawater; if used with full force, they could tear apart most ships.

But the Mist Barrel, wanting to snatch more food from Bai Ye, didn't use much strength.

It was afraid of accidentally killing the fragile creature.

Bai Ye held the deep sea dragon tendon wood fishing rod, his body sinking slightly as he faced the ten tentacles.

The Energy Track beneath his feet constantly changed shape according to his will, extending with his steps, allowing him to traverse the frantic attacks at high speed.

One tentacle swept over his head, carrying a fierce wind, and the resulting splash drenched him.

He could even smell the strong fishy odor of the tentacle's skin.

He raised his arm, and the Vine Whip on the fishing rod traced a sharp arc in the air, accurately striking another tentacle attacking from the side.

Frost Power spread along the contact point of the Vine Whip on the fishing rod.

A layer of white frost quickly condensed on the tentacle's skin, and even the Mist Barrel's tentacle movement visibly slowed for an instant.

The Mist Barrel cried out in pain, and the struck tentacle violently retracted into the mist.

Wait, no, no.

Is there something wrong with this creature's combat power?

Why does it feel like I might not be able to beat him?

But it didn't stop there. More tentacles emerged under the cover of the thick mist, tightly wrapping around the Mist Barrel's body.

Its tentacles could grow infinitely, so even if they broke, it wouldn't feel pain.

At the same time, it opened its massive mouth beneath the water surface, and ink-black liquid shot out, not directly attacking Bai Ye but spraying toward the area around him.

A pungent, fishy odor and a corrosive sizzling sound arrived simultaneously.

Bai Ye narrowed his eyes and checked the Mist Barrel's Skill.

It should be the High-Tier Skill, Mist Poison Ink, a Poison-type Skill. The ink mixed with the thick mist to form a lethal Domain.

Bai Ye did not try to withstand the corrosion of the poisonous mist head-on.

Controlling the Energy Track, he traced a Z-shaped path on the sea surface.

The fishing rod in his hand spun rapidly, and the icy cold wind blew the poisonous mist away.

The cold wind also significantly reduced the speed at which the poisonous mist spread. Bai Ye narrowly escaped the pincer attack of several tentacles and the poisonous mist encirclement.

The fishing rod in his hand swung again, and the Vine Whip turned into several afterimages, producing continuous sharp cracking sounds in the air.

The strikes landed accurately on different tentacles.

The Frost Power continuously invaded; although it couldn't inflict fatal damage, the sustained low temperature and pain constantly weakened the Mist Barrel's offensive, making its movements slower and slower.

"Wu ga!"

The Mist Barrel abandoned this inefficient method of attack, spinning violently on the sea surface.

The large number of tentacles gave it a natural advantage.

A massive whirlpool quickly formed with it at the center, and terrifying suction force emanated from the middle of the vortex.

The surrounding seawater was frantically dragged into it, causing the Energy Track beneath Bai Ye's feet to become unstable as well.

It wanted to drag him into the water to finish the fight in its home turf.

If it didn't succeed soon, it would run away.

It wasn't worth losing its life for a bit of food; it could live just fine eating microorganisms every day anyway.

"You Demonic Beasts of the ocean really like this method of combat, huh?"

Bai Ye snorted coldly, certain not to let it have its way.

He fixed the fishing rod into the connector point of the Energy Track.

Pusing off with his foot, and boosted by Overclocked Body Movement, he turned into an arrow shot from a bow, actively charging towards the center of the whirlpool.

He ran at high speed along the almost vertical water wall of the whirlpool, stepping on the Energy Track, heading straight for the Mist Barrel at the bottom.

???

The Mist Barrel rubbed its eyes. Was that creature running on the whirlpool?

Seriously?

Could it be that the mist it released had pulled itself into an illusion?

Its tentacles churned in the water, forming a fatal undercurrent attempting to drag Bai Ye into the ocean.

Without a foothold, it didn't believe this land creature could continue fighting.

Bai Ye leaped flexibly on the water wall. The Vine Whip in his hand continuously gathered cold Qi while spinning rapidly, forming a massive Frost Drill.

He seized the opportunity, leaping down from the water wall during a gap in the Mist Barrel's attack.

His entire being carried the force of ten thousand jun, aimed directly at the Mist Barrel's enormous head.

The Mist Barrel wanted to surrender, but in the center of the whirlpool it created, its huge body became a burden, making it extremely clumsy to turn.

"Puchi!"

The moment the Frost Drill touched the Mist Barrel's tough skin, the Vine Whip at the tip suddenly became soft.

It precisely drilled into a massive pore on its head used for spraying mist, and extreme cold Qi erupted from within.

The Mist Barrel's massive body shuddered, unable to let out a cry of sorrow.

The frost spread from the inside out. Through its translucent skin, one could see its internal tissues freezing into ice crystals at a terrifying speed.