boyutpedia Chapter 72 Demons Don't Talk About Fairness
Chapter 72 Demons Don't Talk About Fairness
Chapter 72 Demons Don't Talk About Fairness
"I can handle it!" Li Xiaoyan gritted her teeth and insisted.
The beads of sweat on her forehead seemed to prove that she was struggling at that moment.
Ten water barriers were stacked together to defend against attacks coming from the bottom of the ship.
"Lulu lulu~"
Several sounds came from beneath the lake, and the once calm surface began to ripple.
Just after Li Xiaoyan finished speaking, the air around the fishing boat suddenly distorted, and a violent tremor came from beneath their feet.
Immediately afterwards, a huge white pincer emerged from underwater, raised high, and slashed down at the ship's hull.
In an instant, it cleaved through everyone's defenses.
If it weren't for the critical moment when Fu Yuanyuan used her trump card, the fishing boat surrounded by iron armor would have been completely reduced to pieces, and everyone would have sunk to the bottom of the lake.
After its attack failed, the owner of the giant pincers temporarily ceased its assault and fell silent.
Gradually, the lake returned to calm.
The women, who had narrowly escaped death, couldn't help but ask the fishermen, "Is this how you always fish?"
Hearing this, the dark-skinned old man managed a weak smile and said, "Occasionally."
"Occasionally?" Zhang Yao was taken aback, then asked疑惑地, "Then how did you survive?"
"Oh, it's simple, they didn't run into our group," the old man said calmly.
That extremely relaxed expression made it seem as if he was completely confident and didn't take the crisis in front of him seriously at all.
"What do you mean?" Jing Lin was stunned and didn't react for a moment.
"It means that everyone we encountered died, and we were the group we didn't encounter," a young man explained with a dark face.
"Depend on!"
Upon hearing this explanation, the girls all rolled their eyes.
As high-achieving students about to graduate from Pearl Academy, although they had not broken through to the advanced level, they were all at the mid-level with full cultivation. They quickly calmed down and began to analyze the situation.
"Hanhan, can you tell what kind of demon it is?"
Song Han, who wore glasses, was clearly the encyclopedia of the team. She recalled the giant white pincers she had just seen and then compared them with the knowledge in her head.
"It's a commander-level giant clawed white shrimp."
Upon hearing the word "commander," the expressions on their faces turned somewhat grim.
Although the Giant Claw White Wave Shrimp is not considered a particularly powerful demon among the leaders, this level of demon is still beyond their capabilities.
What a bad luck!
You can encounter such a ruler-level creature with just a simple mission.
This mission was a huge loss; it was worth far more than that.
You need to pay extra!!!
"Find a way to contact that unreliable mentor. If this continues, we're all going to die," Zhang Yao said urgently.
"Uh, I was just about to contact him, but we don't seem to have his contact information. Does any of you have it?" one of the members of the other team asked.
Upon hearing this, Fu Yuanyuan and the others immediately turned to look at Jing Lin.
She was the only one who spent a relatively long time talking with Hua Yu. Since Hua Yu didn't give them his contact information before he left, it must mean that someone among them could contact him.
"Don't look at me, I don't have any either!" Jing Lin shrugged and said helplessly.
She only talked to Hua Yu about the five of them together; they didn't go into any deeper conversation.
"Damn it! Where did this unreliable tutor come from? I'm definitely going to complain about him when I get back." Zhang Yao grabbed her hair and cursed angrily.
"Let's talk about it when we can go back."
Fu Yuanyuan poured cold water on her enthusiasm.
"Damn it, that guy's here again!"
Before everyone could rest for more than a few minutes, the violent shaking started again.
The white giant pincers were raised high once again.
Eight initial-level level three water magic spells, plus two mid-level light magic spells, blocked the way.
Under the fishermen's watchful eyes, these defensive spells crumbled like shoddy construction.
Some of the women trapped under the white giant pincers used magical artifacts to escape, while others used teleportation magic to evade.
Only Fu Yuanyuan, who had just used the shield magic tool, and Jing Lin, whose secondary cultivation was lightning-based, remained standing in place.
"Are we going to die?" The two women closed their eyes reluctantly.
"call!"
A strong gust of wind swept in, lashing their faces and stinging them.
"Requiem: Broken Burial!"
Just when Fu Yuanyuan and Jing Lin were in despair, a voice appeared out of nowhere and reached everyone's ears.
The sound waves, like a deadly curse, pierced through the water's surface, searching for their target.
"Lulu lulu!!!"
Painful screams came from below the ship.
"boom!"
The giant pincers slammed down with a loud thud, creating a gust of wind that blew upwards.
Feeling a sudden coolness in her lower body, Fu Yuanyuan quickly covered her short skirt and looked ahead.
They saw a small boat slowly approaching them, with ripples spreading out behind it.
On the small boat, a young man wearing a baseball cap stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face.
Without wind, oars, or engine, the small boat sailed precisely forward.
"This...this..." The dark-skinned old man, who had been paralyzed with fear when the giant pincers appeared for the second time, was now pointing ahead in shock, speechless with astonishment.
Following the direction of his finger, the women then discovered that the terrifying, commander-level creature that had attacked them had now floated up from beneath the lake.
A giant pincer was still clinging to their fishing boat, like a drowning victim's last cry for help.
The lake has now completely returned to calm!
The small boat drew near, and the young man leaped lightly.
The wind rises!
Her baseball cap fell off, and her long silver hair fluttered in the wind.
"Teacher Hua Hua, did you just do that?"
There was no one else around, and Hua Yu's reappearance clearly indicated something.
They were still incredulous that this boy, who looked even younger than them, had actually killed a commander-level opponent in a single blow.
What kind of monster is this?
Could he actually be in his thirties or forties?
"Your mission has failed." Hua Yu didn't answer their pointless question, but instead casually swiped to open the storage space she used to store items.
Another advantage of studying space-related subjects is that you don't need to carry a backpack.
Hua Yu can create a small space by himself to store things.
The higher one's cultivation level and spiritual power, the larger this small space for storing items will be.
With his current abilities, the small space he created is about 80 square meters, essentially a mobile warehouse.
Hua Yu took out the form and started drawing circles and writing something on the back of each person's name.
Hua Yu's words immediately drew complaints from the crowd.
"Oh, this is so unfair!"
"Exactly! That's clearly a ruler-level creature. How are we supposed to deal with it?"
Upon hearing these words, Hua Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said seriously, "First of all, I have never remembered demons talking about fairness with us."
"Furthermore, if this situation were to occur again, would you simply close your eyes and wait to die? Or would you abandon your comrades?"
(End of this chapter)