sinovels Chapter 462 Showing its Horns
Chapter 462 Showing its Horns
"I don't have time for gossip." Chen You pulled over the chair with the broken leg next to him, used his spiritual power to support the dangling corner, and sat down steadily. "Tell me about the monster."
"That kind of enormous, terrifying monster that could overturn the entire bay."
The old man's smile faded, and his cloudy right eye narrowed.
He touched his broken right leg, his voice becoming low and somber.
"There are indeed monsters in the sea."
"That was a storm." The old man looked up, seemingly lost in memories. "Three years ago, I was the first mate of the Black Pearl."
"We took on a smuggling job that requires crossing the Misty Strait."
That night, the sea was unusually calm. There was no wind, and even the sound of the waves had disappeared.
"Then, bubbles began to rise to the surface of the sea, and the water temperature became scalding hot."
The old man shivered and instinctively clutched the money bag in his arms tighter.
"A huge dark shadow rose from the seabed! It was so big that our ship looked like a leaf in front of it."
"It has no eyes, only countless tentacles covered in barbs."
"One of the tentacles swept across the deck and smashed the captain into a pulp."
"I ran desperately into the cabin, but another tentacle wrapped around my right leg."
"The barbs on it were venomous and instantly paralyzed half of my body."
"I chopped off my own leg with an axe to barely save my life."
The old man pointed to his blind left eye.
"Its blood splattered into my eyes and burned through my eyeball."
"It was a true deep-sea behemoth, a nightmare for the ocean."
"It lurks in the deepest part of the Misty Strait, swallowing all passing ships."
After the old man finished speaking, he let out a long breath and waited for the young man's exclamation.
However, Chen You remained expressionless.
He even felt a little like yawning.
Tentacle monster? Huge size? Venom?
Chen You quickly assessed the situation in his mind.
This is at most a wild lord, possibly with terrain advantages and poison attacks.
For Chen You, who had just upgraded all his equipment to +16, wielded the Jade Emperor Sword, and possessed the Divine Firmament Heavenly Thunder Orthodox Method—
This level of seafood can be eaten straight away with a single serving of Leifa (a type of seafood), without even needing to sprinkle cumin.
"That's it?" Chen You raised an eyebrow.
The old man was stunned.
"Isn't that terrifying? It can swallow a three-masted sailing ship whole!" the old man raised his voice, trying to demonstrate the danger he had experienced.
"Not enough." Chen You shook his head. "I could kill thirty-five of this level of seafood in one night."
"Your intelligence isn't worth a hundred gold coins."
The old man panicked, clutching his money pouch tightly: "Cash on delivery, no refunds or exchanges!"
"I'm not short of money." Chen You leaned forward, his gaze fixed on the old man's one eye, and lowered his voice, "Old man, you don't understand what I mean."
"What I'm looking for isn't some mutated octopus, nor is it a man-eating sea monster."
"What I am looking for is an existence that can be called 'God'."
The moment the word "god" was uttered, the temperature in the attic seemed to drop by more than ten degrees.
The old man from Dongxing suddenly froze.
The money bag in his arms slipped off, and a few gold coins fell onto the wooden floor with a crisp sound.
The cloudy right eye suddenly dilated, the pupil contracted violently, and it was filled with indescribable fear.
"God..." The old man's lips trembled, his voice barely audible.
Song Yixue shrank back in the corner, sensing that something was off.
"You've seen him before, haven't you?" Chen You keenly noticed the change in the old man's emotions.
The old man did not answer Chen You's question.
He clutched his head with both hands, his body began to tremble violently, and the wooden stick prosthetic leg tapped out a chaotic rhythm on the wooden floor.
"Don't look directly at it... Don't listen to it..." the old man muttered nervously.
Chen You frowned, his fingers gripping the hilt of the Jade Emperor Sword, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.
Suddenly, the old man stopped trembling.
He lowered his hands and raised his head.
The right eye lost focus, staring blankly at the ceiling, as if piercing through the wooden planks and seeing the endless void.
Then, the old man opened his mouth and made a strange syllable from his throat.
The sound started low, like the muffled sound of waves crashing against rocks, then gradually rose in pitch, turning into an eerie ballad.
"On the day the stars return to their places, the gates of the abyss will open."
"The sleeping behemoth turned over in the black mud."
"He does not breathe, yet he unleashes a tidal wave that engulfs the continent."
"He does not watch, yet he plunges all things into eternal madness."
The old man's voice echoed in the cramped attic, carrying a peculiar resonance.
Song Yixue, crouching in the corner, covered her ears and cried out in pain, "Boss, what kind of nonsense is this old man singing? It's making me so dizzy, my health bar is dropping!"
Chen You glanced at Song Yixue's head and saw that the red numbers "-10" were indeed floating above her head.
Chen You himself was not harmed in any way.
He stared at the old man, memorizing every line of the folk song.
"The stars have returned to their places... asleep... not watching..."
This is by no means an ordinary monster setting; it involves background descriptions of higher-dimensional power and mythology.
The old man's body trembled with a sudden rhythm.
"He does not watch, yet he plunges all things into eternal madness...yo!"
Chen You was stunned for a moment.
The old man was also stunned for a moment, and a flash of blue light disappeared in his eyes.
Then they continued chanting.
"The dark trench is His cradle."
"The lost city is His altar."
"When the black tide surges into the sky, the blind fool will be crowned king!"
After the old man finished singing the last line, his body suddenly fell backward, crashing heavily onto the rocking chair.
He was breathing heavily, his face ashen.
"What...what exactly do you want to do?" The old man looked at Chen You, his voice trembling with tears.
"That's not a monster, that's forbidden! Anyone who goes to seek it will have their soul crushed!"
Chen You chuckled but didn't reply.
He had already considered a possibility.
Clang!
A crisp sword rang out.
Jia Shiliu drew his Jade Emperor Sword.
The sword's blade shimmered with light, like holding a long, thin lamp.
However, its sharp edge transcended mere brilliance, sending chills down one's spine.
The cold blade pressed against the old man's neck, severing a small tuft of white beard from his chin.
"Sing," Chen You said expressionlessly. "Keep singing, or I'll chop you up if it doesn't rhyme."
The old man looked bewildered, seemingly unaware of why things had turned out this way.
He slowly widened his single, blue-glowing eye.
His gaze shifted downwards, landing on the blade.
His gaze shifted upwards, meeting Chen You's face.
thump.
The old man knelt on both knees, and the wooden stick prosthetic leg scratched a mark on the wooden board.
"Grandpa, I was wrong." The old man's voice trembled.
"What kind of bullshit taboos are these? They're not even enough to fill your teeth!"
Chen You remained unmoved and said, "Continue acting."