Chapter 73
The Madman!
when--!
A deafening clang of metal clashing.
It exploded in the murky, icy river water, the sound as muffled as a hand grenade detonating inside a large bell.
This is not the sound of a blade piercing flesh.
This is the mournful sound of the Black Gold Ancient Blade striking an object harder than steel!
The moment I entered the water, the enormous impact felt like a speeding truck hitting my chest.
Jiang Han felt as if his internal organs had shifted.
But he did not let go.
Even though the tiger's mouth was cracked from the impact, blood instantly stained the hilt of the knife.
He gripped the knife tightly, his whole body like a leech, and using the momentum of his fall, he slammed hard into the arms of the huge black figure!
Glug glug!
Bubbles surged upwards wildly.
All around was deathly black, with only a pair of huge vertical pupils, like two red lanterns, staring intently at him from inches away.
There was no fear in his eyes.
Only the fury of someone provoked by an ant!
Roar--!
A deep roar came from the bottom of the water, and the surrounding water pressure surged instantly.
Countless undercurrents, like countless invisible giant hands, frantically tore at Jiang Han's body, trying to throw him off the back of that behemoth.
"Trying to get rid of me?"
"dream!"
Jiang Han roared inwardly, his legs clamping down on the monster's ridiculously thick neck like iron clamps.
His left hand shot out suddenly, fingers forming claws, and the barbs on his black and gold tactical glove popped out.
With a soft thud, it pierced the monster's neck, where the bristles were as hard as steel needles!
Whoosh!
The monster, in pain, thrashed wildly in the water.
This is a crocodile's death roll!
But its size is practically that of a front-loading washing machine in spin-dry mode!
The world is spinning!
Jiang Han felt like his brain was being shaken to its core.
The water slashed across my face like knives, and my oxygen mask creaked under the strain, as if it might burst at any moment.
But the golden pupils in his eyes grew brighter and brighter, like two burning will-o'-the-wisps in the dark water.
Just then.
The monster's tail lashed out suddenly.
Bang!
A muffled thud.
Even in the water, the force of this strike was astonishing.
Jiang Han felt as if his back had been slammed by an iron pillar. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat a mouthful of blood directly into his oxygen mask.
"Cough cough..."
"That's pretty powerful..."
"Again!"
Jiang Han did not back down; instead, the ferocity in his bones was aroused.
He pulled out the black gold ancient sword that was stuck in the gap between the scales with his right hand, and stabbed it hard again at the spot where he couldn't cut through before!
This time, he used the power of the Qilin bloodline!
A faint red glow emanated from the blade.
puff!
Black blood spurted out instantly.
Defensive!
But this was just a superficial wound; to this monster that was tens of meters long, it was like being bitten by a mosquito.
But this mosquito is poisonous!
The Qilin's blood seeped into the monster's wounds along the blade.
That was an extremely yang and powerful fire, which was like scalding magma to the corpse dragon that lived in the yin and evil lands all year round!
Awooo—!
The monster let out a shrill scream, stopped rolling, and suddenly turned its head and darted into the darkness of the deep riverbed!
It's going to dive!
It will use the terrifying water pressure in the deep water to crush the hot little bug on its back to death!
Ten meters... twenty meters... fifty meters...
My eardrums started to hurt terribly.
The air in my lungs was compressed, and my chest felt like it was about to explode.
The surrounding water temperature dropped sharply, and the biting cold seeped into the bones through the gaps in the battle suit.
【Ding!warn!warn! 】
[A sharp increase in depth has been detected! Current depth: 80 meters!]
[The water pressure is approaching the human body's limit! Please surface immediately!]
[WARNING! SSSS-level mythical creature detected—Blackwater Corpse Dragon (Ancestral Dragon Corpse Fiend)!]
[Target is in a berserk state! Danger level: Sudden death!]
The system's alarm in my mind kept ringing like a death knell.
Jiang Han couldn't hear him at all.
Or rather, he simply doesn't care.
His consciousness was beginning to fade, and the lack of oxygen made his vision blur, but he had only one thought—
Conquer it!
Or, die on its back!
"Stop...right now!!"
Jiang Han loosened his grip on the knife with his right hand and gripped the monster's mane tightly with both hands, pressing his entire body against its scales.
But he found that the monster's scales were too slippery, and as the descent speed increased, he was about to lose his grip.
There must be a fulcrum!
A fulcrum on which he could pin his life!
He groped in the dark and suddenly touched a spot that was completely different from the other scales.
It was a scale that grew upside down.
It was only the size of a palm, yet it exuded a chilling aura and a strong malevolent energy.
Reverse scale!
The dragon's reverse scale—touch it and you will die!
Jiang Han's lips curled into a ferocious smile.
At this moment, both of his hands were gripping the mane to maintain his balance, leaving him no free hands.
Since my hands aren't working...
Then use your mouth!
He suddenly lowered his head, opened his mouth, revealing his gleaming white teeth, and bit down hard on that sensitive spot!
Boom!
My teeth felt like they were biting into granite, and they almost shattered.
But he didn't let go; instead, he bit even harder, until his gums bled!
The Qilin blood flowed down the teeth and seeped directly into the root of the Reverse Scale!
boom--!
It was as if a nuclear bomb had detonated in the monster's central nervous system.
The Blackwater Corpse Dragon, which was rapidly descending, suddenly stiffened, as if it had been electrocuted, and began to convulse violently in the water.
That suppression from the depths of its bloodline, that supreme aura of the Qilin, rushed straight to its head along its reverse scale.
It was afraid.
For the first time, this corpse dragon, which had reigned supreme in the underground river for hundreds of years, felt fear.
It's not a fear of power.
It's not a fear of class!
That's like a subject meeting his king, or a demon meeting Yama, the King of Hell!
The live stream signal was completely cut off the moment the monster submerged.
But in that last second.
Billions of viewers only saw a chaotic bubble, and...
Those golden eyes that shone in the darkness like a demon, and that figure that clung to the dragon scales like a mad dog!
sizzle...
The screen went completely black.
Only that final, chilling sound of bones shattering, carried by the electric current, reached everyone's ears.