novelTele Chapter 316 A Complete Kill: I Treated You Like Sashimi, But You're Actually a Chimera
Chapter 316 A Complete Kill: I Treated You Like Sashimi, But You're Actually a Chimera
The crystal canopy blocked the backflow of billions of tons of seawater, but it could not stop the extravagance and arrogance emanating from the depths of the Dragon Palace.
The five-colored warship hovered above the seabed. Three hundred meters in front of it, the seawater was forcibly emptied by a brute force, creating a vacuum training ground.
Ao Lie stood with his hands behind his back.
This guy certainly has the capital to put on airs. He wears a set of dazzling dragon armor, each plate woven from deep-sea mithril, with water-repelling beads the size of fingernails embedded in the seams. The cost of this outfit alone is enough to buy half of a medium-sized sect on land.
Her long, seaweed-like blue hair moved without wind even in the dry environment, and the cyan dragon scale between her brows pulsated with her breath, radiating the spiritual pressure of a superior predator.
Behind him, two rows of crab generals, each over three meters tall, stood like iron towers.
They were no ordinary shrimp soldiers or crab generals, but fully armed heavy infantry. Their dark red carapaces were engraved with reinforced array patterns, and their two huge pincers gripped deep-sea silver hammers powerful enough to smash city walls. With each breath, two streams of scorching white vapor spewed from their nostrils, scorching the coral reef beneath their feet.
A level 48 Spirit King, plus twenty level 40 peak Spirit Sect guards.
This lineup, placed anywhere in the True Sea, would be enough to sweep aside any force.
"Father is asleep."
Ao Lie slightly raised his chin, his azure eyes not even focusing on Lu Sheng's face, but instead looking through the crowd at the non-existent void behind the warship. This disregard stemmed from a sense of superiority ingrained in his very bones.
"I don't have time to deal with you land reptiles."
His voice, resonating through the seawater, carried a metallic, magnetic echo: "Hand over the Heart of the True Sea willingly, then sever your limbs and crawl into the Dragon Palace on your knees to confess your sins. If I'm in a good mood, I might consider leaving you with a complete corpse to feed the dragon sharks in my back garden. That would be the highest honor for lowly people like you in your lives."
The moment the words left his mouth, a murderous intent surged forth.
On the deck of the warship, Dao Yi's whisk tightened slightly, and the phantom of the Nether Phoenix behind Luo Tianfei was even more restless, clearly provoked by this undisguised humiliation.
Lu Sheng, who was in the eye of the storm, seemed to have no ears.
He was standing sideways, one hand on Li Xiaoyao's still trembling shoulder, the other gesturing towards Ao Lie in the distance, his expression as serious as if he were studying some academic topic.
"Old man, you're always at sea, you're an expert in this area."
Lu Sheng stroked his chin, his double-pointed pupils holding no hostility, only the scrutiny of a chef picking through vegetables at a market: "Won't the meat of this blue-skinned variety be too tough? Its muscles look quite firm, but I wonder if it has a strong earthy smell."
Li Xiaoyao's body stiffened like a wooden block, his teeth chattering: "Young...Young Island Master, that's the Third Prince of the Dragon King...that's a dragon..."
"I know it's a dragon, I'm not blind."
Lu Sheng interrupted him somewhat impatiently, "I asked about the cooking method. Does steaming remove the fishy smell? Or should it be braised with more chili? Or... I see its skin is quite thin, so slicing it thinly for sashimi and dipping it in sea urchin sauce might make it crisper?"
"puff."
Dao Yi couldn't hold back any longer, and the Supreme Emotionless Dao Heart he had just gathered almost broke down.
Li Xiaoyao's old face instantly turned deathly pale, as if his entire body was about to split open: "Ancestor! This is no joke! It can kill people!"
"dead?"
Lu Sheng curled his lips, turned his head, and finally his gaze lingered on Ao Lie for a second, his eyes as contemptuous as if he were looking at a cold dish that hadn't been served yet.
"So what if the Dragon King comes? It's just a matter of adding one more pair of chopsticks."
The conversation was not conducted in a deliberately low-key manner.
Or rather, Lu Sheng deliberately let the other party hear it.
On Ao Lie's handsome, almost otherworldly face, the expression shifted from arrogance to astonishment, and then from astonishment to extreme distortion and rage. His originally fair skin instantly turned a deep liver color, and the veins on his forehead bulged like earthworms.
humiliation.
This is a blatant insult!
He, the dignified Third Prince of the Dragon Palace, possessing the bloodline of an ancient dragon, destined to rule the four seas, was reduced to a plate of sashimi awaiting slaughter in the mouth of this lowly human?!
"Web crawler...you're asking for it!!!"
Ao Lie let out a roar that sounded inhuman.
The once calm seawater instantly boiled.
"The myriad water prisons—rise!!"
Ao Lie made a grasping motion with one hand towards the empty space of the warship.
Rumbling--
The sea area spanning thousands of miles seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand. Driven by the rules, billions of tons of seawater instantly changed their physical form, collapsing and compressing wildly inward, transforming into a deep blue cube with sides of 100 meters, trapping the five-colored warships and everyone on board tightly in the center.
This water prison is no ordinary water stream; each drop weighs a thousand pounds, and its surface is covered with dense blue runes.
That's the "heavy water" rule.
Terrifying pressure pressed in from all directions. The defensive light screen of the five-colored warship emitted a teeth-grinding creaking sound, and the steel plates of the hull began to deform, as if it would be crushed into a piece of scrap metal in the next second.
"Watch out! This is a high-level rule!"
Luo Tianfei's expression changed, and the nine phoenixes behind her cried out in unison, about to burn their source energy to forcefully break the deadlock.
"Save your energy."
Lu Sheng stood at the bow of the ship, not even lifting his eyelids.
He looked at the blue water walls crashing down from all directions as if they were a slightly thicker layer of plastic wrap.
"Fancy and overly complicated."
Lu Sheng raised his right hand impatiently, put his index and middle fingers together, and made a light stroke in the void in front of him.
There was no earth-shattering burst of spiritual power.
There were no dazzling light and shadow effects either.
This finger strike was purely a physical tearing of spatial dimensions caused by physical strength reaching a certain extreme.
"Sizzle—"
A sharp, tearing sound, like tearing silk.
The seemingly indestructible water prison, which even a peak Spirit King would have to work hard to break through, suddenly had a pitch-black crack appear right in the middle.
The crack's edges were rough and uneven, yet it possessed an unreasonable and domineering power, swallowing up all the heavy water rules, rune marks, and that suffocating pressure.
Seawater overflowed.
The pressure suddenly disappeared.
The five-colored warships regained their stability.
The wind was gentle and the clouds were light, as if the crisis that had just occurred, which was enough to crush mountains, had never happened.
Ao Lie's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, and for the first time, his face showed a look of utter horror as if he had seen a ghost.
How is that possible?
Tearing apart the rules with bare hands? Not even a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation? What kind of monster is this?!
Before his brain could even process this outrageous information...
"It's noisy."
A lazy voice suddenly rang in his ear.
Ao Lie felt his hair stand on end and instinctively wanted to back away.
But the black figure had already traversed the distance of space, appearing before his proud personal guard like a teleporting cannonball.
Standing in front of the group of crab generals who were three meters tall, Lu Sheng looked rather thin.
But the way he raised his hand was as casual as if he were swatting a pesky fly.
"Bang!!"
A backhand slap.
They didn't even look at it directly.
The crab general at the forefront, wielding a heavy silver hammer and about to roar, didn't even have time to parry before his enormous, hard head vanished.
It didn't fly out.
It exploded on the spot.
The thick armor that could withstand the slashes of high-level flying swords was as fragile as an eggshell weathered for a thousand years in front of Lu Sheng's palm.
A clump of yellowish-white, viscous liquid, mixed with broken armor plates and mechanical parts, exploded like a rotten watermelon, splattering the heads and faces of the two crab generals beside it.
A level 40 peak Spirit Sect expert.
One hit, instant kill.
The entire room fell silent.
Only the soft sound of those yellowish-white substances dripping onto the seabed could be heard.
Lu Sheng stopped his attack and did not continue.
He frowned, raised his hand, looked at the viscous liquid on his palm, and then looked down at the headless corpse convulsing on the ground.
There was no smell of blood.
Instead, it smells like... engine oil?
Something's not right.
Lu Sheng shook his hand, as if he had gotten something dirty on it. Grayish-white light swirled in his double-pointed cross-shaped pupils; the [Dragon Eye] skill activated instantly, his gaze piercing through appearances to reach the very essence of these monsters.
【Species: Abyssal Chip Beast - Dragonborn Modified (Inferior)】
[Composition: 73% mutated marine genes + 19% abyssal rotten flesh cells + 8% Gengjin mechanical skeleton (mass-produced)]
[Energy Core: Low-level artificial spiritual source crystal core (contaminated)]
[Status: Berserk, Painless, Command Control]
[Note: This is a mass-produced product from the Dragon Palace Armory assembly line, batch number: Abyss-003. It's just a pile of cobbled-together junk.]
The hint of mockery and appetite in Lu Sheng's eyes vanished completely at that moment.
Instead, there is a coldness and disgust after being fooled.
Chimera?
Mechanical exoskeleton?
assembly line?
He slowly raised his head, his gaze passing over the crab generals who were still in a daze, and fixed on Ao Lie not far away.
【Species: Abyssal Chip Beast - Dragonborn Modified (Special Edition)】
【Composition: 35% Ancient Dragon Residual Blood + 45% Abyss Lord Cells (Diluent) + 20% Super Alloy Mimicry Skeleton】
[Energy Core: The Dragon Core Corrupted by the Abyss (Fake)]
[Note: A test subject that appears shiny and appealing on the outside but is rotten inside. The flesh is of extremely poor quality, contains potent toxins, and is not edible.]
It turned out to be the case.
Lu Sheng's lips curled into a self-deprecating sneer.
This is the truth behind Li Xiaoyao's statement that "there are no dragons in the Dragon Palace".
This is not a sacred dragon's lair at all; it's a bio-weapon factory disguised as a Crystal Palace! The so-called dragon sons and grandsons are nothing more than a bunch of monsters cobbled together from rotten flesh and mechanical parts from the abyss!
"Oh."
Lu Sheng let out a short, cold laugh, the chill in his voice causing the surrounding seawater to freeze.
"After all that, it turns out to be a bunch of counterfeit and shoddy products."
He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and slowly wiped the stains off his fingers, his tone full of disappointment: "I was hoping to give it a try, but now it seems... even a dog wouldn't eat this stuff."
"It can only be disposed of as garbage."
Ao Lie snapped out of his shock.
Although he didn't understand terms like "synthetic beast" or "assembly line," he understood the disdain in Lu Sheng's tone. It was disdain that regarded him as a piece of excrement!
"You bastard!!!"
Ao Lie felt a surge of heat rush to his head, and his reason completely snapped.
"Kill him!! All of you, attack! Tear him to pieces!!"
He retreated rapidly, a black command flag appearing in his hand, which he waved wildly.
The remaining nineteen crab generals received their orders, their eyes glowing red, and they roared like wild beasts, brandishing their heavy hammers as they attacked Lu Sheng from all directions.
Lu Sheng stood there, casually tossing away the handkerchief he had used to wipe his hands.
The handkerchief drifted in the seawater, but hadn't yet hit the ground.
"Dharma Characteristics - Partial Manifestation"
Lu Sheng's lips moved slightly, and he softly uttered a few words.
"Buzz——————"
The crystal canopy above the warship suddenly went dark.
The light disappeared.
A terrifying aura that sent shivers down one's spine tore through space and descended upon the seabed.
That was desolation.
It is the deathly stillness of the end of all things.
A gigantic hand, covering half the sky and composed entirely of countless gray-white rule runes, emerged from the void without warning.
On that giant hand, every palm line was as deep as a ravine, and at its fingertips flowed a desolate fire capable of collapsing the very rules of the world. It was like a rag used by a god to clean a table, carrying an irresistible will, as it gently gripped the charging crab generals below.
There is no suspense.
Those dozen or so peak Spirit Sect experts, who were powerful enough to roam freely in the True Sea, along with the Deep Sea Silver Hammers weighing tens of thousands of pounds in their hands, all froze in mid-air.
then.
"Click...click..."
A series of sharp, teeth-grinding cracking sounds rang out.
That was the sound of a hard shell, reinforced bones, and intricate mechanical parts crumbling before absolute power.
It's like someone crushed a bag of expired potato chips.
"Bang!!"
The giant hands closed together.
Yellow and white fireworks exploded simultaneously at the 19th Regiment.
There were no screams, because the vocal organs were turned to dust in an instant.
The murky liquid spilled everywhere, turning the once magnificent seabed into a mess.
The once-aggressive guards had now turned into a carpet spread out on the ground.
Ao Lie had retreated to the edge of the crystal canopy.
As he watched this scene, his legs went weak, and he pressed himself against the sky. His face was completely drained of color, leaving only endless fear.
monster……
This thing is an ancient ferocious beast disguised as a human!
Escape! We must escape!
Ao Lie turned around and was about to enter the Dragon Palace's defensive array.
But that giant hand was faster than his thoughts.
Five towering, gray-white fingers, ignoring the distance in space, gently closed together, and grasped Ao Lie and the surrounding hundred meters of space in their palms as if catching an eel.
"Aaaaah! Let me go! I am the Crown Prince of the Dragon Palace! My father is the Spirit Emperor!!"
Ao Lie struggled frantically between the giant hand's fingers, his dragon armor emitting a blinding light as he tried to carve out a path to survival.
But under the suppression of that desolate power, his spiritual power was like frozen ice water, unable to even flow.
Lu Sheng's figure slowly rose into the air.
Without relying on any magical artifacts, he simply walked step by step through the void to the giant hand.
He looked at the "Third Prince" in his palm, who was still screaming hysterically, as if he were looking at an insect being pinched between his fingers.
Lu Sheng's double pupils, shaped like crosses, shifted slightly, the gray light as sharp as a blade.
"Stop shouting, it sounds awful."
Lu Sheng extended a finger and gently touched Ao Lie's brow.
The once gleaming blue dragon scale instantly dimmed, cracking with a series of snapping sounds.
"Now, I'll ask, and you'll answer."
Lu Sheng's voice was soft, but every word was like a nail, driven into Ao Lie's mind.
"A real dragon..."
"Where?"