Chapter 372 The Howl of the Eight Claws
Chapter 372 The Howl of the Eight Claws
Lezhi, who was chasing after the octopus, had no idea what Cang Jin had done; at this moment, all he could see was food. Strangely enough, since regaining consciousness, his personality seemed to have suddenly become much more stubborn.
They stare directly at what they like, insist on eating what they want, and no longer habitually hide their displeasure but speak their mind directly, no longer caring about what others think.
Worrying about what others think? What is that? Just thinking about it makes me irritable. I shake my head and stop thinking about it.
Why worry about so much? Just do what you want to do.
A glint appeared in his eyes, and upon closer inspection, the blood color seemed to have faded somewhat.
Lei Xiu had no idea what Le Zhi was thinking. He had already given it his all to catch up with Le Zhi and not be left behind. His large wings flapped vigorously, but since he couldn't move in the water with the help of the wind, he could only barely keep up with Le Zhi, who had transformed into a water creature, thanks to his own excellent physical abilities. If it were anyone else, they would have been left far behind.
Even though Lei Xiu had given it his all, Le Zhi was faster. The octopus used all its strength to escape, and along the way it would use its newly grown tentacles to slap the stone walls, creating obstacles for the pursuers. It has to be said that it was indeed smart.
"Rumble..."
Another stone pillar was snapped in half. The sound of it hitting the ground was so loud that it could be heard even in the water, which shows how big the pillar was. But for the octopus, snapping one off was just a piece of cake.
The title of Deep Sea Overlord is well-deserved. If it weren't for encountering Lezhi today, who doesn't play by the rules, even if Cang Jin and Lei Xiu joined forces, they would have had to expend considerable effort and pay a price to keep it.
Lezhi, with his own strength, was able to make Octopus scatter and flee, which shows how much psychological trauma those few claws inflicted on Octopus.
Just thinking about this gives Octopus a headache.
As it fled for its life, the octopus stiffened. Before it could even begin to panic, one of its tentacles was grabbed, and its massive body came to an abrupt stop on the water's surface, creating ripples around it.
"caught you……"
The gentle voice was a death knell, causing the octopus to tremble with fear and freeze for a moment. Then, its tentacles immediately began to wave, rushing straight toward the white figure that had caught up with it without needing to turn around.
Lezhi didn't give the tentacles a chance to touch him. Although the tentacles were moving fast enough, each one like a water arrow shooting straight at him, Lezhi was even faster.
Without needing to move drastically, each dodge only involves shifting the angle slightly, either tilting the head or turning the body to the side. In the water, Lezhi is as free as when he is in the sky, 360 degrees. No direction can restrict him, and no tentacle can touch him.
Even while dodging, he rushed forward quickly, not bothering with the tentacles. He knew that as long as Octopus didn't die, the tentacles were just consumables, so from the beginning, he aimed at Octopus's weak point.
It seemed like only a blink of an eye before the tentacles lost their target, and Lezhi had disappeared without a trace.
The deathly silence lasted only a short time. In the octopus's blind spot, Lezhi darted out silently. His current position was perfect, right below the octopus's head, where its mouthparts were hidden.
Its mouth, like its head, is round. As it opens and closes, Lezhi occasionally glimpses its incredibly sharp teeth, which form a complete circle. It's easy to imagine that if someone were bitten by such a mouth, there would be almost no chance of escaping.
To be honest, that mouthpart looked terrifying. In the past, Lezhi would never have given it a second glance; he would have subconsciously sensed danger and immediately moved away. But now, he had no intention of running away.
They even observed it with great interest for a long time, until they could clearly see the inside and outside of the octopus's mouthparts, before they were satisfied.
The octopus's eyes are blocked by its tentacles, preventing it from seeing the mouthparts under its head, but it can sense that danger is never far from it.
The unknown is the most agonizing. Octopuses are very intelligent because they live long enough, but because they are so intelligent, they are much more aware of danger than their less intelligent counterparts.
This perception allowed it to survive among its kind, but today, it has become a knife that torments it.
Driven mad by fear, the octopus lost all reason, its tentacles lashing out angrily in all directions. The creatures living there suffered. They were originally just forced to watch, but now the octopus was venting its anger and began to destroy their homes. And it was their homes that were being destroyed. Unfortunately, the situation was beyond their control, and they were powerless to protest. It was already a miracle that they could save their lives.
All mobile creatures used every means at their disposal to find a glimmer of hope in the apocalypse created by the octopus. But those shellfish that could only grow by clinging to rocks had no way to escape and could only be attacked along with the rocks.
The better ones can barely remain intact under the cover of the rocks, but if they are unlucky, there is nothing that can be done. The moment their protective shell is shattered is the end of their lives.
Thanks to the octopus's antics, Lezhi discovered at this time that the seemingly barren stone forest actually harbored so many different kinds of creatures.
Putting aside the other unfamiliar things, that unlucky guy over there whose head got split open, isn't that an oyster? Oh, and over there, there are scallops too.
Feeling his mouth watering, hunger returned, successfully suppressing his curiosity. His claw-like hand flashed with light as Lezhi turned his gaze back to the mouthparts he had been observing for so long.
His mind was racing; his thoughts were both chaotic and seemingly clear.
A voice rationally told him that this was not the best position to attack; the mouthparts looked very sharp, and the probability of getting injured from this position was high.
Another voice countered, saying that, putting everything else aside, the mouthparts are definitely very close to the brain, and besides, once those sharp teeth are removed, the oral cavity is actually quite soft, making it the perfect place to attack.
As for getting injured, so what? If you want to kill your prey but are afraid of paying the price, and you are hesitant and timid, you can't win.
Go, go, you can do it, don't be afraid...
Although he seemed to have many thoughts in his mind, in reality, Lezhi spent less than a second thinking. When Cang Jin arrived with Lei Xiu, they witnessed this scene.
Lezhi turned his head, raised his hand, and attacked. His movements were incredibly fluid, without any trace of thought.
"Hold the grass..."
Watching helplessly as Lezhi used his palm as a blade, his entire body disappearing into the eight-clawed maw like a streak of light, Cang Jin's charging figure paused, and he immediately uttered a curse.
His beautiful, delicate features were huddled together. Cang Jin wasn't sure how much Lei Xiu had seen, and he didn't dare turn around to check.
The enormous eight-legged body in front immediately felt immense pain the moment Lezhi launched its attack. Its soft body trembled and writhed, its tentacles flailing wildly, and its silent howls transformed into countless shockwaves.
These cries of agony traveled far and wide, penetrating the stone forest and crossing the water, reaching even the Han Hai and Ling Quan tribes who had arrived nearby. They all felt this silent impact.
"Captain, this is..."
"Hurry, something might really have happened..."
……
The rescuers from both sides quickened their pace simultaneously, while the shockwave continued to spread outwards, reaching deep into the sea along with the current.
In that secluded underwater canyon, in a dark and quiet cave, the tentacled creatures with soft bodies seemed to be suddenly awakened from their slumber, and one by one they stretched out their tentacles.
Feeling the flow of the water, they recognized it as the mournful cry of their kind as they lay dying.
Silently wriggling, these creatures living in the deep sea emerged from the cave one after another. Without needing to discuss, they gathered in the direction from which the wailing came.
met free