Douluo's Gourd

The wind roared and the waves surged, as if they were going to swallow everything.

Endless thunderclouds in the sky are lurking above you, and if you are distracted for a moment you will be dealt a heavy blow.

The fishing boat was swaying in the wind and waves and could be swallowed up at any time.

"The mast was struck by lightning"

"The rocks carried by the flowing water created a big hole in the bottom of the boat. Although I sealed the hole with ice, I don't think it will last long."

Every few minutes, bad news from Nitia would be received in the cab.

There are either holes here or damage there.

The water film covering the outermost layer of the hull surface is constantly flowing, continuously carrying away the acid rain and poisonous gas that want to rush into the cabin.

The black film, which serves as the second protective layer, has already developed many holes.

Without the energy protection layer and impact buffer layer, even ironwood is just a slightly harder wood in the face of such a natural disaster.

It will break if touched and fall down if scratched.

This is one of the reasons why Nitia gets bad news from time to time.

But compared to these minor troubles, the harsh external environment is a bigger trouble.

Whether it was the endless huge waves on the sea, the thunder that kept falling from the sky, or the highly corrosive acid rain formed by the sulfur dioxide in the volcanic smoke and water, they all constantly consumed Wang Xiaofeng's energy.

He no longer had the time to respond to Nitia, even with a simple 'hmm'.

The violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him reduced the efficiency of Wang Xiaofeng's soul power conversion by more than half.

This also resulted in him not having enough soul power to use the more powerful ring fusion technique.

This forced him to adopt a strategy of focusing on the big and letting go of the small, and to hand over part of the work to Nitia.

He focused on dealing with the harsh external environment, while Nitia was responsible for the problems inside the hull.

Such clear division of labor and cooperation relieved Wang Xiaofeng's pressure to a great extent.

As time went by, the wind and waves gradually subsided, and the wave height dropped to below two meters. The Izumo could no longer take such waves seriously.

The waves pushed the ship out of the core area, and the thunderclouds in the sky no longer bothered them. Apart from the volcanic ash covering the sky and the acid rain falling from the sky, the danger level has dropped to a safe threshold.

Only at this time did Wang Xiaofeng and Nitia have time to check the damage to the Izumo.

After this inspection, the two men fell silent.

All three masts were broken, and only three of the bottom cabins were not leaking. There were seven holes, three of which were more than two meters in diameter, and sixteen cracks.

To put it simply, it is a miracle that the ship is still floating on the sea.

"With so many holes, the little materials in the boat are not enough. We can only leave it to fate." Wang Xiaofeng shook his head to dispel his unnecessary emotions.

"Although the spiritual mark has disappeared, we cannot be sure whether they died together without seeing the bodies with our own eyes, so next we will go to the place where the battle took place to take a look at the situation."

Soul beasts that are over ten thousand years old have terrifyingly strong vitality, not to mention mutated sea soul beasts like the Molten Emperor, for which bathing in magma is a common thing.

The eruption of an underwater volcano has a wide impact range and great destructive power, but how much damage it can cause to a soul beast of this level is probably a big question mark.

"There's no need to be so pessimistic."

Nitia snapped her fingers lightly with a relaxed smile on her face: "I have observed that the ice cubes made by soul power can last for more than 12 hours in this corrosive sea water.

"But just in case, I'll go reinforce it later."

Nitia touched the bubble hood on her head and said, "Can you take this thing off? It looks so ugly."

“I think it’s cute.”

"Then why don't you bring it?" Nitia pouted in dissatisfaction.

As we all know, based on the principle of convex lens imaging, when observing an object through water droplets, the image of the object will be magnified. The bubble mask is also condensed from pure water, and its appearance is a sphere with similar functions, so Nitia feels dissatisfied.

Her head looks particularly big in the bubble mask, and any slight expression will look very funny when magnified by the bubble mask.

This made Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but reach out and poke it.

This action made Nitia even angrier, "Hey, what are you doing~"

Wang Xiaofeng pretended that nothing had happened just now, turned the rudder to change the direction, and the water flow under the ship pushed the Izumo back to the core area.

"I'm in the cab and don't need to go out, so there's no need to put this thing on my head. It's impossible for a makeshift portable air filtration device to be both practical and beautiful."

Wang Xiaofeng tried to reason with him, but the angry Nitia didn't care. She kicked Wang Xiaofeng hard, and when she saw him grimacing in pain, she left the cab with satisfaction.

As soon as Nitia left, Wang Xiaofeng stopped his slightly exaggerated movements.

They fought against the natural disaster for dozens of hours in a depressing environment, and the high-pressure environment made the two of them very nervous.

As the saying goes, if you don’t explode in silence, you will perish in silence. This kind of interaction can make people feel more relaxed.

Little did she know that Nitia, who had just stepped out of the cab, suddenly collapsed with a smug smile on her face.

She was not angry at all. She could feel that Wang Xiaofeng was constantly putting pressure on himself, wanting to do things to the extreme and perfectly. His main point was that he wanted it all.

But she didn't know how to persuade, nor did she know how to relieve pressure. She could only use the method she was best at, which was to act a little bit temperamental to divert some attention and make Wang Xiaofeng feel less tense.

After the underwater volcano erupted, the cooled magma formed an island in the center of the sea.

On the island, there was only a mixture of deep red and black, with scorching steam constantly rising from the cracks in the ground.

The ground and rock mass are all reddish brown. Not only that, but at the edge of the ground, hot red magma is flowing.

Guru

As the magma flowed, several magma bubbles appeared, expanded, and exploded like small fireworks. Then, more magma bubbles rose from the bottom.

The slowly flowing magma was suddenly lifted up by a huge force from the inside out, and when it fell back into the magma river, a large number of magma bubbles were formed.

Magma slowly flowed down from the giant creature. It looked like an enlarged version of the king crab. The carapace on its body was generally reddish-brown, especially the carapace on its back, which was shaped like a pair of huge horns pointing towards the sky, ferocious and eye-catching.

But from the outside, it doesn't look very good now.

The shell was covered with cracks, and more than half of it had broken off, revealing the remains mixed with magma, with no way of telling whether it was blood or magma.

The right pincer disappeared completely, leaving only a little flesh and blood connecting the severed part.

But it looked totally unconcerned, even a little happy.

He used his only remaining left pincer to dig in the lava pool, picked out a charcoal-like object, and casually threw it into his mouth.

As the food entered its stomach, the crack on its back shell was repaired visibly.

The Molten Emperor smacked his lips in dissatisfaction. This shell was too tender and not chewy. The turtle shell of the old thing was more flavorful.

Thinking of the wonderful taste, the wounds on my body immediately stopped hurting.

It deliberately detonated the underwater volcano in order to consume the old thing's power. In order to protect such a large tribe, it is unknown how much power it has left.

But it will definitely be the one that laughs last.

Relying on the shallow blood just extracted from the food, the Molten Emperor began to sense the old turtle's location.

Wearing ice armor, Nitia jumped confidently from the deck of the Izumo. As soon as she stepped on the charred ground, she felt the deep malice of this damn place towards ice-attribute soul masters.

The high temperature environment made her feel extremely uncomfortable. The scarce ice element in the air greatly reduced her creation ability, and the violent spiritual energy made it difficult to replenish the consumed soul power.

Wang Xiaofeng looked at her with amusement, "Are you still so stubborn?"

Nitia showed a pitiful expression and said, "I'm honest now, please let me go."

After putting on the water film protective layer again, Nitia became confident again, especially since Wang Xiaofeng also had the same bubble mask on his head, which made her think that this thing looked quite interesting.

Wang Xiaofeng said helplessly: "Hey, hey, control your expression, the corners of your mouth are almost upturned to the sky."

"Pfft." Nitia couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The island is not very large, only about five or six square kilometers in area. It is high in the middle and low around, a very typical mountainous terrain.

The ground formed by the cooling of magma is bumpy and uneven. Even a soul master cannot walk fast on such a rocky slope.

The two chatted casually.

"It's hard to imagine that just a few dozen hours ago, this was still an endless sea."

"The magma is rich in organic matter and minerals. If nothing goes wrong, this place will become a beautiful island in a few hundred years."

Suddenly, a melodious bell sound spread throughout the island.

Wang Xiaofeng and Nitia looked at each other and said in unison: "It came from the other side of the mountain range."

"Running over is too slow." Wang Xiaofeng untied the gourd from his waist and threw it upwards. The gourd swelled in the wind and instantly became extremely huge.

"Let's fly over there."

Nitia said with concern: "Your soul power."

Wang Xiaofeng said confidently: "Although it has only recovered a quarter, it is enough."

On the other side of the mountains, a fierce battle was taking place.

A giant sea turtle that was more than thirty meters tall stretched out its head like lightning and bit the Molten Emperor's broken carapace. Its sharp teeth pierced through the thin armor and almost bit off a large piece of meat in one bite.

The terrifying tonnage suppressed the Molten Emperor so much that he could hardly move. He could only swing his left pincer to continuously attack the Bell Turtle's body, trying to make it feel pain and open its mouth.

The situation seemed one-sided, but it was strangely deadlocked.

Even though the Zhongming Turtle is suppressing the Molten Emperor at the moment, after being baptized by the high temperature of magma and the rapid cooling of sea water, the shell of the Zhongming Turtle is no longer as hard as before and has become more brittle.

In addition, the Molten Emperor's left pincer continued to attack the same position, and the Bell Turtle's shell finally cracked.

The Molten Emperor exerted force violently.

With a crisp "crack" sound, a huge crack appeared on the bell turtle's shell. The appearance of this crack was like the first domino to fall, triggering a chain reaction. Within just a few seconds, the solid shell was covered with cracks.

Finally, under the continued power of the Molten Emperor, it completely collapsed.

When the sharp crab claws pierced deeply into the soft internal body of the bell turtle, a large amount of green blood splashed out.

The crab claws have such terrifying bite force that ordinary flesh and blood cannot resist it at all. One pinch can leave a big hole in the body.

Although such an injury could only be considered a minor wound for the huge body of the Bell Turtle, as one side gained strength while the other side lost strength, the Bell Turtle, which had a higher level of cultivation and stronger defense, was unable to do anything to the Molten Emperor for a while.

Wang Xiaofeng, who was high in the sky, saw it clearly.

The Zhongminggui does not have the means to kill with one strike.

But the Molten Emperor can restore his body and even further evolve life by devouring and fusing the broken tortoise shells.

No wonder the Molten Emperor is so obsessed with the Bell Turtle. Not only does he want revenge, but he also doesn't want to miss this precious resource that is indispensable to a higher level.

After all, in the ocean, there are very few sea soul beasts that have defenses comparable to the Bell Turtle, and even fewer that can defeat it.

Wang Xiaofeng murmured, "It turns out that there are creatures that have evolved such talents. Nature is truly amazing."

Nitia patted Wang Xiaofeng on the shoulder, pointed at Zhong Minggui's body and said, "Little lunatic, look there."

There is an inconspicuous pit under the belly of the bell turtle, but if you take a closer look, you will find that it is filled with countless palm-sized bell turtles.

No wonder the old turtle ran away last time but didn’t run away this time. It turned out that he did it to protect the descendants of his tribe.

However, even with the protection of the old turtles, the harsh environment and high temperatures are constantly taking the lives of these young turtles.

Nitia sighed: "How cruel."

"Yes, that's how nature works. Only the fittest survive." Wang Xiaofeng changed the subject and said, "So the Molten Emperor is unlucky to have met us at this critical moment."

At this time, the balance of victory and defeat on the field gradually tilted towards the Molten Fire Emperor. As he continued to devour the tortoise shell, the Molten Fire Emperor's aura became more and more powerful. Not only did most of the cracks on his shell disappear, but his soul power also showed a trend of turning from black to red.

A breakthrough on the spot is not a privilege reserved for the chosen ones of humanity.

If there were no external interference, the Molten Emperor would undoubtedly be the final winner who would reap the fruits of victory. Not only would he be able to settle a feud that spanned more than ten years, but he would also be able to use the flesh and blood of his enemy to break through the boundary of one hundred thousand years and complete the leap of life.

Good things come in pairs, this is a beautiful thing. Unfortunately, troublemakers are about to burst its dream.

Boom boom boom——

Countless brilliant thunders flashed across the sky like rapid drumbeats in an instant. The unusually violent explosion attracted the Molten Emperor's attention for a moment.

High in the sky, a giant thunder and water dragon surrounded by brilliant thunder illuminated the sky under the cumulus clouds at this moment.

Wang Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, "It seems that the attack we prepared has been discovered."

Nitia said softly, "We had no intention of hiding anything. It's just that their perception has become dull."

After preparing for so long, they only realized the danger now. It seems that their injuries have seriously affected their perception of the outside world.

Such an opportunity is fleeting, if we don’t seize it now, when will we?

The cold moonlight bloomed on the top of the scepter held high in Nitia's hand. Within the range covered by the light, the temperature began to drop rapidly, and black snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

The lifelike thunder and water dragon roared towards the sky, revealing its sharp fangs at this moment, and swooped down from the sky with unparalleled momentum.

Also falling down was a rain of countless sharp ice crystal arrows.

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