Deep Sea Hunter, but Deep Sea Titan

"The warriors of Ursus are accustomed to fighting in the mud; the quagmire will become your abyss."

Lotin released his grip, watching Kosichie writhe and struggle in a ridiculous manner.

The brass giant just let out a few muffled laughs, then found a Rhodes Island engineer and borrowed some adhesive to glue the mouth of the snake doll shut.

"Just watch, I will crush your army and shatter your last illusions."

The raindrops soaked the brass giant's diving suit, and Sister Agor ran happily to his side. She looked mockingly at the snake doll hanging on the anchor, as if she already knew this was the unfortunate end of a traitor.

Lotin might then leave this thing on Rhodes Island and commission them to build a special machine to continue torturing him.

Who told him to be an "immortal" black snake?

For such immortal beings, living a life worse than death is far more terrifying than the relief of death.

The hunters and the nun had already taken care of a vanguard of the Ursus Third Army; the landmen's soldiers were as vulnerable as toys in front of the two deep-sea hunters.

"A cold, biting rain."

It's going to rain again, as if the rain was truly summoned by the Titans of the deep sea.

Skadi was not used to the spring rains of the North, but she already knew what a rain meant for the Deepsea Titans—it would allow them to reveal their true forms on land.

Meanwhile, the Ursus Third Army continued its operations.

Mud clung to the tracks of the high-speed warship, and water droplets dripped from the barrels of the ship's cannons. The Ursus inner guards supporting Kosich were searching the city for traces of the Reunion Movement leader, but they still found nothing.

The mud undoubtedly slowed the army's advance, but Ursus also relied on the mud to repel the enemy's advance countless times.

The rain did not stop, and the resistance of the mud made the 6th, 7th and 12th Divisions of the Third Army move slowly. The Ursus troops were slow and clumsy, but once they got going, they became extremely terrifying gray steamrollers.

A thunderous barrage of heavy artillery fire, a massive, fearless mass of people, and a desperate charge armed with bayonets and giant axes.

Kazimierz's silver-speared steed and Victoria's steam-powered knights both experienced firsthand the power contained within this cumbersome war machine.

An engineer suddenly stopped in his tracks as a terrifying image was transmitted from a drone.

The rain blurred the drone's lens, but the outline in the rain was still breathtaking; the shadow of the giant object had been observed.

The dull thud of metal scraping against metal pierced through the marching footsteps, and two beams of yellow light illuminated the gloomy sky under the rain. The marching Ursus army looked like ants migrating to their nests in the rain before him.

"Damn it, what the hell is that thing?"

The engineer threw away the remote control device and cursed in the most vulgar Ursus language.

The tremors that spread from the ground caused the mud to churn, and the Ursus veterans, who were used to marching through mud, were surprised to find that the ground was almost no longer solid.

This land is churning like waves; it can no longer shelter the Ursus army from the enemy. The battle-hardened Ursus veterans can endure the mud, but they cannot endure the tossing and turning of the waves.

They had never seen the ocean, much less witnessed raging waves.

Something enormous is emerging from the rain, coming to overturn the Ursus army—the chassis of this gray road roller.

Chapter 66: An Unexpected Encounter with a Deep-Sea Titan During the March; Unable to Defeat It Despite All Efforts

This was not the first time these three divisions, belonging to the Third Army, had encountered such behemoths on the battlefield; battles between high-speed warships had long been one of the main forms of warfare in modern Terra.

However, what was slowly approaching through the rain was clearly not a high-speed warship.

A military jeep sped through the mud, its windshield wipers at full throttle, barely clearing a narrow patch of visibility through the windshield.

The unusual vibrations caused the jeep's suspension to groan, and the sergeant in the passenger seat glimpsed the scene in the rearview mirror through the gaps in the mud.

The entire rearview mirror is filled with pure brass.

The sergeant immediately rolled down the car window and peered out, ignoring the splashing mud.

"Sir, sir!"

The sergeant remained motionless with his head sticking out of the window, so the driver had to intervene.

Although the sergeant's family had fallen on hard times, he was still a registered nobleman. If anything happened to him, the driver would certainly be implicated, and the higher-ups would definitely hold him accountable.

Who told him to be just a driver born into a commoner family?

"Damn it, damn it, driver, turn around!"

The massive brass-colored pillar was reflected in the sergeant's eyes. His face was covered in mud, yet he still maintained the posture of peering out to observe.

Two beams of light illuminated the entire area where the jeep was located. The sound of metal scraping against metal drowned out the roar of the jeep's engine. Supported by the massive object, his sense of speed remained numb.

The jeep lurched violently as it turned around, the driver twisting the steering wheel at a speed he had never seen before, for in the brief gap cleared by the windshield wipers, he also saw two massive brass pillars.

"He's coming this way, accelerate!"

The jeep's Originium engine was running at full speed, but the two massive brass pillars continued to move forward.

"Bang!"

Just as the sergeant thought the jeep had been crushed and closed his eyes, he was surprised to find that nothing had happened.

Two massive brass pillars passed over the front of the jeep.

But the next second, he saw the ground churning like water, and the rolling mud reminded him of the spring floods in his hometown, where the swollen river water carried silt and sand rushing in.

Immediately following was a strong feeling of weightlessness, followed by violent tumbling.

The jeep, with its chassis facing upwards, allowed the sergeant to see the upper part of the brass pillar from an upward-looking perspective.

A moving brass tower, the mud waves created by its movement alone overturned the jeep. The other party had no intention of chasing the vehicle, and didn't even notice it.

"Damn it, what on earth did the Yan people bring back?"

Their orders were to use the Chernobog incident to create friction and drag Yan into war, so the officer naturally thought of their hypothetical enemy.

Although the facts are far from that.

Meanwhile, the shadow guards who had infiltrated Chechernoberg also observed the giant shadow slowly advancing through the rain.

Why did the Ursus people provoke him?

This was the only assessment given by the eldest shadow guard in charge, and he was glad that Lord Wei had left a not-too-bad impression on the other party.

"Yes, Lord Wei is indeed farsighted."

Another shadow guard thought of the three brothers who had been injured. Mr. Lin had sent a message asking him not to kill them, which meant that the other party was still giving Longmen some face.

The shadow guards sighed and watched as the giant object walked into the Ursus army.

The Ursus soldiers operating the ballistae were forced to fire involuntarily under the pressure of the Brass City, but these heavy crossbow bolts were nothing more than toothpicks to the enemy, not even allowing them to react.

Before the behemoth could make any obvious aggressive move, the churning mud generated by the tremors had already shattered the Ursus formation, even though these formations had once withstood the charges of the Silver Spear Pegasus and the Steam Knights.

Countless Ursus soldiers struggled in the mud and crawled amidst the tremors, yet the colossal creature still paid them no heed.

His mana has been significantly boosted. The mana increase from [Tears of the Goddess] and his stockpile of [Mana Potions] allow him to maintain his gigantic state for 25 minutes and use a certain number of abilities, but he doesn't know when the rain will stop.

Therefore, he wouldn't waste his time and energy on these Ursus soldiers, whose cries he couldn't even hear.

The flagship of the Third Army Group is cruising at full speed; it is at least the same size as Lotin.

The fleet commander of the Third Army was a staunch supporter of Duke Kosichä, a highly decorated Ursus man.

It was precisely because he was a distinguished member of the old military aristocracy that he was willing to stand with Kosicé against the new emperor who had risen to power by purging the military aristocracy.

Victoria, the Steam Armored Corps, Casimir, the Silver-Speared Pegasus, Lateran, and the Pope's Gunboats all clashed with the Third Army, this border regiment; more precisely, they were among the Ursus troops that fought against them.

Relying on the harsh cold of late winter, the mud of early spring, and the blood of countless Ursus warriors, this slow and cumbersome gray road roller has shoved these soldiers out of Ursus territory—while individual Ursus soldiers may not be outstanding, they often gather into a massive number.

When gray military uniforms converge into a torrent, even the most elite enemy will be exhausted and defeated.

That's why Ursus's army is known as the "Grey Roller".

The alarm has been sounded, and countless munitions and supplies are being transported through the warship's passageways. The main guns of the high-speed warship have been loaded.

The anti-ship Originium shells, trailing sparks, whistled through the rain, illuminating the giant's face. The brass diving helmet was briefly visible in the shell's flash before disappearing back into the shadows.

The explosion failed to penetrate the rotating brass hatch. In this form, Lotin's health will be significantly increased, thus the thickness of his shield will also change dramatically.

Unfortunately, the charge determination of [Heart Steel] is only affected by the health provided by the equipment.

The giant stomped on the earth, injecting destructive energy into it. The energy spread and surged in the form of towering water columns, capsizing transport ships and sending countless soldiers into the muddy waves, where they were crushed and drowned.

Another salvo of naval gunfire erupted, and more high-speed warships were on their way. The sounds of shell fragments and the clanging of metal had become the only noise on this battlefield.

Unfortunately, the Third Legion didn't have many warships. As a firmly established old noble force, it's not surprising that the new emperor of Ursus would try to control and exclude them.

The production of warships gradually fell into the hands of the emerging industrial aristocracy of Ursus, and these warships alone were not enough to pose a threat to the Deep Sea Titans.

Their fleet was far inferior to Victoria's, and their usual human wave tactics failed to shake the brass lighthouse in the rain.

Moreover, Nautilus was also a famous shipwrecker, sinking ships was his specialty.

On the bridge, the fleet commander of the Third Army accidentally met the eyes of the brass giant through the rain. The bright light stung his eyes, so he quickly looked away.

"What kind of look is that...?"

The fleet commander felt insulted, yet was unable to retaliate due to a strange sense of helplessness.

The moment their eyes met, the fleet commander felt as if he were on a broken plank floating on the water, being swept away by the waves, while the bronze giant emerged from the water and let out a deafening laugh.

The other party was simply bored and impatient, nothing more.

Chapter 67: The Episode Where We Didn't Get to Eat the Plating

Meanwhile, Rhodes Island's aircraft had retrieved all relevant personnel, and the Rhodes Island main ship was at full speed, heading towards Victoria.

What Lotin needs to assess is the destructive power of the ultimate skill, Deep Sea Impact, after using the funds obtained from Chernobog to synthesize the Ghost Mask.

The gigantic state does not fundamentally increase the skill's damage; it only expands the skill's effective range.

Therefore, Lotin reasonably suspects that, under the current circumstances, relying on skills to kill targets like high-speed warships with strong magical protection is less effective than simply swinging the anchor.

Furthermore, using skills means that the time spent maintaining the gigantic state will be shorter.

The rapid-fire guns and repeating crossbows on the flagship of the Third Army Group were relentlessly unleashing their firepower, but their only purpose was to make the scene resemble a real battlefield.

The only weapons that can truly inflict effective damage on Lotin in its current state are the main guns of the warships and the bombardment from the heavy howitzers.

However, because Lotin had already engaged in boarding combat with the high-speed warships, the legion's artillery positions could not fire at will.

Given the unfortunate technological level of the Ursus high-speed warships and the equally unfortunate maintenance condition of the Third Army's warships, their main gun firing rate was far lower than that of the cutting-edge warships of the Terran nations of the same era.

They were not even as good as the Ursus army, which belonged to the emperor.

These Originium shells that occasionally explode around Lotin cause more magical damage than physical damage, making it a unique ammunition system characteristic of Terra.

When the massive infantry force that the Third Army was so proud of proved ineffective, their fate was already sealed.

The giant anchor pounded against the flagship's deck, quickly tearing a gap in its structure. The system classified it as a defensive tower unit of the same level as a tower.

However, Lotin did not see any benefit from the plating in the system interface, which meant that Lotin could only get 400 gold coins from this flagship.

Killing a hero unit with a bounty of 400 is indeed easier than destroying a high-speed warship that isn't the highest-tier model, but the fleet commander would probably be considered a hero unit with a relatively low bounty, just like General Hamilton.

Compared to the Victorian soldiers, the Ursus soldiers had significantly lower bounties, but due to time constraints, Lotin didn't bother with these infantrymen who posed no real threat to him.

It's probably because the average quality of Ursus soldiers isn't very high, otherwise they wouldn't be called "gray animals" by other countries.

The rotating turret was being pulled by the hands of the brass giant, and the gun barrels were being roughly broken off or pulled out of the turret. The flagship of the Third Army was having its only fang removed, while the fleet commander sat slumped in his command room, bewildered.

The adjutant was already urging him to board the lifeboats quickly, but the commander was still too stunned and numb to react. The shadow of the giant anchor covered the entire bridge, the glass and metal structure were smashed, and the bridge collapsed as a result.

Meanwhile, in the ruins of Chernobog, a man wearing a gas mask and a knife with countless tubes attached to his back, dressed in a distinctive Ursus military coat, was walking through the ruins.

The leader of the Reunion Movement has long since given no response, and the three divisions that were given the order have yet to appear in Chernobog.

The men in black cloaks emerged from the shadows; they had been waiting there for some time.

"A sharp blade."

"Stop, before he completely destroys your war machine."

The older shadow guard offered a suggestion.

"Did you collect all the offerings?"

These Ursus men, dressed in military overcoats and wearing gas masks, are the Ursus Inner Guard, known as "the Emperor's Blade." They obtained information about the Brass Ghost from Kosi's cut.

"Someone else has gathered the tribute, but that person clearly has no intention of letting him destroy Ursus."

Another shadow guard said bluntly.

Before the Shadow Guards appeared, a strange Sister Agor approached them, claiming to be the spokesperson for the Bronze Ghost, and hoping that the Shadow Guards would convey the message that "Nautilus would mercifully not pursue them if they were willing to withdraw their troops."