The Undying Transmigrator

Book 2: Chapter 26: The Explorers

Vol 2 Chapter 26: The Explorers

Near the giant fish, the world boundary explorers stood on warships riding the waves, observing it.

Enormous, so massive that it made one doubt whether this was a vertical landmass, a giant city constructed of flesh and blood - they had never seen such a colossal creature before.

Where did it come from? Why did it grow like this? Why did it show hostility?

They didn't know any of this.

But they dared to fight this monster that attempted to kill them.

Bailu, who had just returned from underwater, sheathed her sword, while several relatively weaker ship captains around her threw ship chains toward her in perfect coordination.

She had once wanted to become a wandering hero traveling the world with her sword, but this was an era that didn't need heroes.

No one needed her to uphold justice.

Partly because the world was peaceful, but more because everyone had already gripped their weapons tightly, clutching the power to resist.Dozens of combat energies twisted back the celestial phenomena altered by the giant fish, while the pollution spreading along the ocean was also evaporated.

The Divine Martial Emperor was not someone skilled at hiding secrets.

In this era of unified world, reshaping terrain, tightening defense lines, and preparing the entire population for war clearly indicated extraterrestrial enemies, yet he wanted the weak to enjoy their final peace in ignorance.

He was also an incompetent emperor.

Compassionate, self-blaming, bearing more... as if trying to carry the entire world on his shoulders. Even when striving to make the best choices, he would still find deficiencies, torturing himself repeatedly while seeking better possibilities. He hadn't even been willing to give them adventure opportunities initially, not allowing them to risk their lives to create value.

He wasn't an excellent teacher.

He exerted himself to the utmost to teach everything he could, but never considered that someone could graduate from his teachings.

His words and actions, the laws he established, every time he waved his hands to wield that power - all inadvertently shaped the entire civilization's framework with his will, transmitting his indestructible philosophy.

Combat energy wrapped around the ship chains, transforming several warships into weapons against the giant beast.

To defeat enemies, the ultimate purpose of any product created was to become a weapon.

Food that made people stronger, elixirs that enabled continuous combat or unleashed stronger power, ships that transported people - naturally could also be swung by the strong to launch attacks against monsters.

The sources of those dozens of combat energies performed the same actions as her.

The peerless chaotic dance that only peerless fierce generals could unleash when their battle intent reached its peak in the past had long been integrated into every move of ordinary experts through the Divine Martial Emperor's research.

The people on the ships roared and shouted, also gripping their weapons tightly. After forcibly landing on the fish's body, they immediately launched attacks with their full strength.

Those who had been wedged into the giant fish's body due to overlapping positions were also struggling.

People covered in blood emerged from blood holes, then charged back in together with their cheering comrades.

Facing this situation, the giant fish didn't thrash; it only continuously used its tentacles to strike around, attempting to kill those strong experts who kept pulling away warships only to smash them against its body.

Several of the besieging experts died, but their offensive didn't weaken in the slightest.

After some time, the fish finally made effective resistance against the humans on its body. Its cysts exploded, and a tide of ferocious monsters surged out from within, rushing toward the explorers. Their appearances were bizarre and strange, just like those deep-sea creatures that grew randomly.

Some people had even started eating already.

"This thing is so nourishing!"

Powerful esophaguses forcibly delivered those still-moving enemy remnants into stomachs, where long-trained digestive systems immediately acted like giant millstones, beginning to annihilate and grind them, extracting the purest essence energy from within.

The enemies possessed formidable vitality and strange polluting power, but they soaked in grand arrays daily, consumed supplements, and those daring to come to the border were mostly quite powerful, with physiques developed to levels ordinary people could hardly reach.

Therefore, they could be eaten...

Those practicing unorthodox techniques had already expanded in size, opening bloody mouths, eagerly biting toward monsters. Between rotating serrated teeth, they devoured enemies into their stomachs, growing stronger with each battle.

Within moments, the scene of monster tides charging toward humans clinging to the giant fish's surface transformed into wildly enthusiastic cultivators chasing after monsters to devour them fiercely, with some directly starting to gnaw on the giant fish itself.

Even as cysts on the giant fish continuously ruptured and more monsters poured out, they only barely resisted the cultivators' reckless devouring. Only when some powerful experts emerged from key locations - strong enough that cultivators had to form arrays and cast spells to face them - did they barely regain balance.

The ocean turned red with the giant fish's foul blood.

Before Mo Wen arrived at the battlefield, people comparatively insignificant like ants against the giant fish had already gnawed away several chunks of its flesh.

Rather than being killed by the aftermath of the giant fish's movements while fleeing, it was better to burrow into its body - both damaging it and using the giant fish's body for protection.

And now, he had arrived.

The sea suddenly became calm; no matter how the giant fish's tentacles struck, they couldn't raise waves.

The enormous eyeballs continuously bulged like a heart madly beating. It tried to retract into its eye sockets, but Mo Wen would no longer give it opportunities.

Horizontal slash, vertical slash - the fish body divided into four pieces, all tentacles neatly severed from their roots.

Slash! Slash! Slash!

Even without psychic power enhancement to the concept-destroying level, the Dragon Blade remained irresistibly sharp. The massive flesh only prolonged the time Mo Wen needed to completely slaughter it, unable to prevent death's arrival. Even its final struggle failed to harm anyone before Mo Wen.

People who had survived the disaster rested on the meat mountain, complaining about the foul blood's foul odor, eating large mouthfuls of meat to replenish strength, celebrating their survival, and greeting Mo Wen.

Exploring the border was no child's play.

The dynasty's top researchers closely followed, beginning to treat the wounded, conducting on-site research and attempting alchemy.