Seeing the boatmen working so hard to survive, Sarah's bad taste came up, so she helped them.

She stepped out of the water, half of her body floating on the surface. With both hands, he shot more than a dozen electric bullets in a row in a series of wild laughter, shooting through the boatmen and the door, and rolling into the sea water with the bodies that were shot into a sieve, attracting the pecking of fish.

They watched in despair as the purple lightning struck like a rain of bullets, as if the impact of being hit by a bullet reverberated everywhere in their bodies, and the heat of death spread across their bodies, evaporating their lives.

The boatmen were powerless to resist Sarah's killing, and in order to survive, some of them took the risk of swimming out of the ship along the loophole made by the narwhal, trying to swim to the small sailing boats not far from the Abyss, but were dragged into the water with fangs and teeth by the mad dog eel shark manta ray, which was eaten in a matter of minutes.

Someone also rushed to Sarah, holding an iron rod and swinging it down, but Sarah grabbed it with one hand, and the fingertips of the other hand burst with electric light, instantly piercing the chest.

Sarah watched contentedly as the person in front of her descended into eternal darkness with a look of fear in her eyes. One by one, the boatmen fell, and a wave of happiness rose in her heart.

Everyone who has been loyal to Planck, she wants them to pay the price in blood!

Seawater poured into the adjacent compartment through the smashed hatch, and the hull began to sink again.

Through the smashed hatch, she saw more of the shipwrights hiding in the cabin in front of them, a cruel smile rising from under their helmets.

Just as she swam to the opposite cabin, there were several sounds of falling water behind her.

She looked back to see several muscular butchers in diving suits jumping into the piranha-infested cabin, harpoon scimitars in their hands, just blocking the entrance where she had come.

And next to the big hole in the deck where the narwhal pierced, someone had already set up a harpoon gun aimed at her, and one of the burly figures in a red coat was the enemy she had wanted to kill every moment for ten years.

Planck!

Sarah subconsciously clenched her fists.

……

The captain of the Abyss gritted his teeth and looked at the monster that had blended into his cabin, dressed in black and purple scale armor, looking a bit like the sharp-scaled hunters who lived in the sea.

It's strange that the sharp-scaled hunters and humans don't interfere with the water of the well?

Planck had never provoked them, so why would this Sharp Scale lure a golden narwhal over and smash his ship?

If you look closely, the monster in front of you is still a little different from the Sharp Scale Hunter, the scale armor of the Sharp Scales is not so dark, and there is no third eye on the forehead. Although the sharp scales have flat features, at least you can see that this monster has only three eyes on its face, and scarlet hair, and the lower half of its body is not legs, but a fishtail.

He had to find out the bastards when he turned around, and for now, he just wanted to kill the monster.

"Unforgivable! You monster, how dare you ride on Lao Tzu's neck and! ”

Seeing that the monster did not respond, Planck took aim and shot the harpoon directly.

The vicious harpoon flew straight for Sarah's front door, and at the last moment she swooped sideways into the murky waters.

The harpoon shot diagonally into the water, making a big splash, and Sarah rolled over and swam over to grab the rope attached to the end of the harpoon, and pulled hard to pull Planck down.

Her current strength is not inferior even if she is tug-of-war with a few strong men, and her pull in the water is like a great white shark, which can easily drag the reluctant angler into the sea.

I felt a clear hand, and then something fell into the sea.

Sarah looked back to see that she had pulled a harpoon gun down, and Planck let go of his hand just in time to stand on the edge of the large hole in the deck, his eyes burning with anger.

He snatched a harpoon gun from his side and aimed it at the Phantom underwater, along with the other harpooners.

The harpoon volley, dodged by Sarah's agile swimming style, reaches out and shoots at Planck underwater, who retreats at the moment he sees the light shining in the water.

Dozens of dense beams of light pierced the flesh and deck in an instant, and several more corpses that had been beaten into a sieve fell, alarming the hungry fish. The devastated deck blocked her view, and Sarah couldn't see if her enemy had been tricked.

The butcher used his scimitar harpoon to stir up the fish and approach Sarah, and even the boatmen who had been hiding in the cabins before did not dare to resist surrounded her with their tools, and sandwiched Sarah in the narrow doorway between the two cabins.

The continuous firing made her fingers twitch spasmodically, and the bioelectricity was disturbed, and it took some time to subside.

Although Sarah's body has been fully strengthened, it is still not a wise choice to fight more than a dozen strong men with weapons at once.

She was originally a gunslinger, and even when she switched underwater, she still wanted to distance herself and destroy the enemy with long-range attacks. And she didn't know that skin armor could repair wounds now, and even if she did, she didn't want to trade her wounds for victory.

This fighting style is also the reason why Sarah is not covered in scars like before Sivir was covered in armor, and she fights without forgetting that she is still a delicate woman.

More than a dozen strong men pounced, scimitars fell like executioners' axes, and Sarah lay backwards and plunged into the water again.

The scimitar harpoon followed her shadow into the murky waters, making a splash as Sarah weaved through the crowd like a slippery loach.

Occasionally, a few knives fell on her, and because she did not resist hard but took advantage of the flexibility of her body, she was blocked by the smooth scale armor, and only felt a dull pain.

"Catch it! Don't let it run! ”

Her sturdy figure swam out of the crowd and rushed to the irrigation where the narwhal had hit. Everyone thought she was going to run away, but Sarah stopped by the huge golden horn.

There was only one head floating on the water, and the three eyes that had no emotion glowed with warm purple light, but it made a group of strong men who were chasing after the swimmer feel cold all over.

Then the fins behind Sarah began to glow, climbing from the tail vertebrae to the back of her neck, and the intensity of the purple light, even if it was hidden by the murky water, was still no less than the golden light of the horn beside her.

All those in the water felt a menace that stood on end, reminding them of some kind of ugly and eyeless gray electric eel in the deep sea, which would release an electric current to stun its prey in the surrounding waters, and then bite the prey with its jaws covered with needles and drag it back into its deep burrow.

They scrambled to turn and swim towards the planks or boxes that floated on the water, and everything that could be kept away from the surface of the sea became the target of public criticism, which in turn led to fights and scrambles.

The ugliness of human nature is exposed before the threat of death.