Chapter 158 - - 158 My Pet Baby_1

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Damn!

Gurgle gurgle!

What shitty luck?

Black Magic Hand’s face darkened, and he cursed under his breath. The first thing he did was spit out the knife in his mouth, but he only managed to take a deep breath before being pushed into the depths of the sea.

He had to dodge the falling debris frantically searching for a way out.

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Two warships collided behind him, cutting off Black Magic Hand. Duge’s perception quickly returned to normal. Rubbing his aching head, he paused for a moment—Black Magic Hand’s tracking was based on line of sight, right?

But now wasn’t the time to think about that. Duge knew that with the enemy’s attributes, the two sunken ships could only delay him so much.

The priority was to quickly escape from his vicinity.

Otherwise.

Once that guy freed himself from the restraints and caught up again, Duge feared he’d still be on the receiving end of that knife.

Having repositioned the giant octopus, Duge changed directions, swam around the back of another warship towards the octopus—there were certainly no shortage of warships on the surface now, easily enough to avoid his line of sight.

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By the time Black Magic Hand finally freed himself from the entanglement of the debris and resurfaced, Duge’s figure had already vanished from the sea surface.

He frowned: “Is it because I laughed? What exactly is his trigger word?”

Shaking his head and looking at the still-rampaging Sea Beast Enke in the distance, Black Magic Hand hesitated for a moment, then bit the knife back in his mouth and swam vigorously towards the Sea Beast.

Paul’s target was the Sea Beast,

so he’d go there to intercept him.

And.

Sea Beast Enke was a favored pet of the Sea God, boasting significant fame in this world—if he could beat Paul by killing it first and boost his attributes, it’d be much easier to suppress Paul afterward.

He didn’t believe

that such a gigantic Sea Beast

could be killed by Paul before him, given that Paul had no offensive skills.

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Two straight wakes headed for the Sea Beast from different angles.

But Duge was ahead, and Black Magic Hand had been delayed for a moment by the sinking ships.

On Clown II.

Marsha, who had been observing Paul and Black Magic Hand, was astounded when she saw Black Magic Hand suddenly engulfed by the sunken ship: “By the Sea God above, could the Goddess of Luck really be protecting Paul?”

Vito frowned, utterly perplexed. Until now, he couldn’t figure out what Paul’s trigger word was.

Fish?

Luck?

What was the connection between these two?

The effects of his advanced skill were too bizarre.

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On the sea surface.

The combatants were entirely focused on Sea Beast Enke, with hardly any natives concerned about the two Supers swimming rapidly. Those who did notice them would quickly look away and return to their tasks.

After all.

With gunfire flying everywhere and the Sea Beast possibly attacking their ship at any moment, their own lives were more important.

As for the contestants on the battlefield, most of their attention was on the Sea Beast.

But at this stage, facing such a large creature, most contestants were willing but helpless; if they encountered it, all they could do was flee for their lives.

To some extent, octopus Enke, with tentacles hundreds of meters long, could literally be considered the BOSS of the level.

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The octopus’s pupils differed from humans, being W-shaped, and its photosensitive cells were on the outermost layer. It could also freely change the structure of its eyeballs and could even perceive the polarization of light.

This made it keenly aware of everything in front and behind, virtually eliminating any blind spots.

Thus.

When Duge and Black Magic Hand, these two insignificant creatures, approached it, Sea Beast Enke immediately detected them and instinctively sensed the danger they posed.

Two tentacles extended from the seabed, one smacking towards Duge and one towards Black Magic Hand.

With unerring precision.

The structure of the octopus’s vision perfectly countered Black Magic Hand’s advanced skill.

Upon seeing the tentacle coming down, Black Magic Hand only managed to pull the knife from his mouth and stabbed towards the tentacle. Then.

He was struck deep into the sea.

His knife was too short; compared to the hundred-meter-long tentacle of the octopus, it was akin to pricking with a sewing needle.

While it might sting the octopus, it couldn’t inflict substantial damage.

In terms of strength, he was even less of a match.

After all, Sea Beast Enke could easily crush a ship with its tentacles.

Moreover, octopuses naturally live in the sea and breathe through their gills, which gave them a far greater advantage over those like him who still had to come up for air.

After being smacked into the sea by the octopus, Black Magic Hand immediately realized he had overestimated himself; although his rank had risen, he hadn’t had enough time to boost his attributes sufficiently to contend with the Sea Beast Enke.

So.

He dodged the octopus’s tentacles at the seabed while searching for Paul—since even he was no match, Paul would stand even less of a chance.

As long as he found an opportunity to kill Paul, who had been stunned by the octopus, his assassination plan would be deemed successful.

Then.

He witnessed a bizarre scene.

Paul, too, had been struck by the octopus’s tentacles. He hadn’t even drawn his curved knife but instead was spewing blood while clutching at the tentacle with a morbid smile on his face, obsessively stroking the immense limb and looking at him with a hint of triumph and mockery in his gaze.

What the hell is he doing?

Is he trying to make me laugh with this act?

Idiot!

Do you think I will be fooled a second time?

Black Magic Hand hesitated for a moment, dodging the octopus’s tentacles and resolutely launched his ability towards Duge, swimming towards him with all his might.

He didn’t need to be stronger than the Sea Beast, being stronger than Paul was enough.

But just as he had swum halfway there, the tentacle that Paul was clinging to suddenly coiled around him instead, dragging him away from the seabed.

Did the octopus kill him?

Did you come all this way just to die?

No.

I won’t allow you to die at the hands of an octopus, you can only die at my hands.

Without hesitation, Black Magic Hand swam towards the surface, intent on killing Paul before the octopus could.

Paul had enough notoriety and high attributes; his ranking should be far from low. Killing him would make him the top of the simulation field.

Whoosh!

Black Magic Hand burst through the water’s surface, took a deep breath, and instantly started looking for Paul.

The next second.

His eyes bulged out in shock.

The tentacle that had scooped up Paul tenderly placed him atop its head.

And Paul stood proudly on the colossal octopus head like a sovereign, a modest smile still on his lips, but his eyes were filled with disdain as they looked upon him.

Taming!

His skill was related to taming!

Black Magic Hand was horrified. He bit down on his knife and turned around, swimming back with a speed even greater than on the trip there.

Paul, having tamed the Sea Beast Enke, was now invincible in this stretch of sea, and only by returning to shore could there be a sliver of chance for survival.

How is this even possible?

To tame such a massive Sea Beast just like that!

What a joke!

What on earth is his skill?

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“Good Enke, catch him.”

Duge patted the octopus’s head and, with a smile, pointed towards the fleeing Black Magic Hand, commanding.

At this moment.

He felt exuberant and more triumphant than ever, as if his vigor had returned.

First place!

When he touched the octopus Enke.

He received a prompt on his personal panel, indicating he had reclaimed the dazzling top spot, and the simulation field generously awarded him an additional two hundred spiritual power, causing his attributes to surge upward significantly.

Although he had not yet reached the peak state of the trade period, he was nearly at par with his status from when he first left the initial simulation field.

However, his fighting power was now far greater than during the first session because he had a powerful assistant, the Sea Beast Enke.

It was no wonder the octopus was considered the smartest among invertebrates. Supposing a common octopus had the intelligence of a two-year-old child, then Enke, who had lived for who knows how many years, must have the intelligence of at least a teenager.

It fully understood the words Duge spoke and grasped their meaning comprehensively.

Moreover, compared to the fickle-minded human slaves, the octopus Enke was far easier to command, obediently executing any order Duge issued just as it responded to the call of the Ocean Horn.

Even if it had been the Sea God’s pet, after being touched by Duge, it had become his private property. It didn’t matter if the Sea God were dead or alive; even if he were to come back to life, his words might not hold sway anymore.

So.

The Sea Beast Enke immediately abandoned the large ship it had coiled around and swiftly pursued the fleeing Black Magic Hand instead.

The gunfire once again ceased.

On the sea’s surface, whether they were navy or pirates, everyone was stunned.

Black Magic Hand was being chased by the octopus, feeling like he had a mouthful of bitter herbs, on the verge of falling apart. Taming an octopus was one thing, but commanding it too? This broken simulation field, is there no fairness at all?

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