Chapter 1588 Contest

Looking at the frantically predatory sharks, in vain, an idea flashed in my mind, and I came up with a plan.

Creatures like sharks, once they smell blood, will attack their prey like crazy, no matter whether the opponent is huge or powerful.

In this case, I might as well use sharks to break the siege of the submarine, which will not only minimize the loss, but also avoid having to fight in person.

Thinking this, I nodded secretly, concentrated my mind, mobilized the killing intent in my body, and wrapped it around me.

Then, I carefully bypassed the chains, lest my combat skills affect the chains accidentally, which would be self-defeating.

With the blessing of murderous intention, I became more comfortable in the deep sea. I kicked my feet fiercely and sprinted forward, covering a distance of several meters.

After running forward a few times, I was less than twenty meters away from the fish-headed monster. From this position, I could clearly feel the rapid water flow, which was the agitation caused by the fish-headed monster constantly ravaging the submarine.

Holding on to the chain, he quietly stared at the raging monster below, waiting for the opportunity to take action.

One second, two seconds, three seconds. More than ten seconds passed, and I still couldn't find the right gap.

I was quite anxious in my heart, but I had to continue to wait.

This monster is huge, bigger than a submarine. Not to mention its huge mouth that can swallow several of me in one mouthful. Even any tentacle on its lower body is thicker than my waist. It will be entangled. Come on, if you strangle me harder, I will probably vomit out my intestines, stomach, heart, liver, and lungs.

In that case, no matter how strong the healing power is, it will be useless.

Just like playing a game, no matter how clever the priest or teammates are, they can't save the unlucky guy who was hit instantly.

Just when my anxious heart felt like a cat scratching its claws, a gap finally appeared.

Speaking of which, the submarine created this gap for me.

Since being entangled by the fish-headed monster, the submarine's power system has been working, which is the two built-in propellers.

It stands to reason that once a propeller encounters a monster's tentacles, 80% of them will be entangled and then pulled out of the submarine by the tentacles. However, these two propellers are different. Their manufacturing process and final treatment methods are the same as those of the submarine shell, which have gone through ancient times. Literal enhancement.

God knows how the activated ancient text could have such a perverted ability to keep the propeller running. As a result, the monster's plan to stop the propeller was aborted.

The tentacles that reached in were sadly broken into many pieces.

But what surprised me was that there was no blood on the cross section of the tentacle!

This is a reminder to me that attacking the tentacles cannot arouse the viciousness of the shark.

Because of this, I had to cling to the chain and wait for the opportunity.

Just now, the fish-headed monster touched the propeller of the submarine again. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. In short, its two waist-thick tentacles were smashed into pieces with a swipe.

Looking at the white translucent minced meat floating in the waves, I couldn't help but wonder: Would it be delicious if I put them on the iron plate and served squid legs on iron plate?

As soon as this thought crossed my mind, I shook my head violently to get rid of this unreliable thought.

Now that we are in the middle of a battle, this is not the time to think wildly.

In my mind, Odachi's voice suddenly sounded: "Hey, foodie."

There was no time to pay attention to Odachi's cynicism. Now the fish-headed monster was writhing in pain because its two tentacles were smashed. During this period, its whole body was full of flaws.

Not to be missed!

I stepped out of the water, moved my body, and attacked the gills of the fish-headed monster as quickly as possible.

At this moment, there is only one tentacle waving there, which is the biggest flaw.

The Odachi broke through the water and went straight forward, passing through the gap and piercing the fish-headed monster's gill. Then, I exerted all my strength with both arms.

The Odachi equipped with combat skills, like cutting through rotten wood, opened a half-human-long hole on the left cheek of the fish-headed monster.

The wound looked shocking, but compared to the huge body of the fish-headed monster, it was only a minor injury.

After being injured, it froze for a moment, and then dozens of huge tentacles rolled towards my location like crazy.

Only then did I see clearly that its tentacles were different from those of an octopus - there were no suction cups, which meant that it would be easy for me to break free from its control.

I thought like this, and naturally I gained a little more confidence. Even if I couldn't do it, I could at least escape.

But the moment my arm touched the tentacle, I suddenly realized that I was wrong, something outrageous.

Although it has no suction cups, the surface of the tentacles is quite rough, and once it gets entangled, it is still difficult to break free.

I couldn't help but look ugly. I switched from swinging the sword with one hand to swinging the sword with both hands. I tried to increase the speed and ferocity of the swing to fight against the tentacles that were coming one after another.

One sword, two swords, three swords, the swords were fierce, cutting off two of the tentacles that rolled over.

However, a good tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves.

A single sword cannot withstand the attack of a bunch of tentacles.

Without paying attention, my right foot was trapped by a tentacle coming from behind.

I was shocked, and then I slashed with my knife, cutting the tentacle into two pieces.

The nerves of the half-broken tentacle wrapped around my foot were still alive, and it still stubbornly followed the instructions of the fish-headed monster, contracting and tightening it hard.

A sharp pain hit me, and I clearly felt that the bones of my feet had been strangled by the tough tentacles. If this continued, they would definitely break.

He thought about cutting off the tentacles on his feet with a sword, but he had no choice but to have several tentacles on his head and chest that were still attacking continuously. Even if they were cut off by the Odachi, the offensive would not decrease.

wipe!

I cursed silently.

If this continues, I will be strangled to death by the fish-headed monster!

If I had known this, I should have taken a desperate risk and attacked its eyes. After attacking its eyes, I could have used the opportunity to hide in and avoid the danger.

Fortunately, now, if you stand on its gills, even if you keep attacking the left cheek, you will be severely injured at best, but it will not cause any fatal damage to it at all, let alone force it to lose its mobility.

Damn it, what should I do to get rid of it?

While he was in distress, he saw the submarine that had broken free suddenly rammed forward and hit the fish's open mouth hard, breaking several of its teeth in an instant.

Blood flowed from his left cheek and giant mouth, and soon it attracted a large group of sharks.

Normally, this group of sharks would not dare to challenge the fish-headed monster. After all, it has a higher status in the food chain than itself, but this time it was different. It bled and was tasted by the sharks.

This is the case with sharks. Once it is tainted with the smell of blood, its ferocity is instantly aroused. In its eyes, the fish-headed monster in front of it is just a relatively ferocious piece of meat, and it can still be bitten into pieces.

So, the submarine, the fish-headed monster, the shark and I began a battle of life and death in this deep sea.