Chapter 67: Omen of Shattering
Only the sound of collisions and waves echoed at the bottom of the sea. Equipped with metal rammings, the whale slammed into the black spire in the middle of the sea under the command of the Kraken of the Sharktooth Tribe. It is evident that the heavy black bricks that make up the structure have deformed and cracked, and in general, if the outer layer of such a hollow underwater structure is slightly damaged, the water pressure in the seawater will take advantage of the situation, turning small cracks into deadly holes.
But it was clear that the minaret's makers had prepared for this, and the Sirens had discovered that there was a wall of the same material beneath the bricks on the surface, and that there was a gap between the two walls, and it was the seawater poured into this gap that counteracted the force of the impact on the inner wall, giving the building an underwater resistance to unprecedented heights. In desperation, the Krakens could only continue to drive the whales to continue to chisel the inner wall, but they were not sure if there was a third layer below this second wall.
The whales wailed, their high-frequency sound waves drifting miserably in the water, and some of the Kraken warriors even showed unbearable expressions. If this trend continues, when this fortress is breached, these sea beasts that they have managed to domesticate will completely lose their ability to continue to serve. This is the war wealth that the Sharktooth tribe has accumulated over the years, and it is the capital that they can compete with the Burning Tao tribe, and if they lose money here, it is foreseeable that the development of the middle tribe will inevitably be affected in the next few generations.
But even so, none of the Sharktooth Warriors dared to stand up and dispute the operation. On the one hand, this is due to their lack of affection for the human settlement of Heartbreaker Bay led by the witches, and the fact that this operation is the will of the father of the sharks, and the meaning of this operation cannot be refuted by the hunters. On the other hand, what really made this siege so quiet was the Jaquia squad returning from patrol. Known as the strongest hunter in the tribe, Jaquia exudes a suffocating horror, and no one doubts that she will kill people because she is in a bad mood now.
As for the source of the Huntress's poor state, the Sharktooth people have discovered that the giant shark that has almost become Jaquia's symbol does not appear at the owner's side, and Jaquia's belt also has several shark teeth stained with blood. The situation is obvious, isn't it? But what really puzzles the Sharktooth Warriors is who in this sea can afford to kill her companion in front of the hunter. This is probably an ability that the chief priests of the Burning Tao Clan do not have, let alone those witches who can't even cast spells in the sea, and the only result they can guess is probably some kind of extremely fierce and difficult giant sea monster. The weirdness of the deep has always been the Kraken's worst enemy, and almost all of the Kraken warriors who die in the carol do so because of the terror in the abyss.
But why did the Kraken clash with the hunter who represented the will of the Father of the Sharks at this time? The Krakens didn't know, what they did know was that they had to break through the fortress in front of them as soon as possible, and let the angry hunter rush in and kill them wantonly to ensure their own safety. So the Kraken, who controlled the whales, ignored the screams and urged the beasts to attack the Black Fortress with a more fierce attack, even though some of the whales were already foaming blood from their mouths.
"Boom!" After an unknown number of impacts, a crisp sound caught the attention of all the Sharktooth Warriors. They saw that as the whale slowly retreated, the wall that had been hit by successive hits finally formed a crack that began to bubble, which meant that with one more impact, the structure that humans considered to be the surface would completely succumb to the Kraken's onslaught. Jaquia tightened her grip on the long-handled weapon, which had been thrown to the seabed as Fioni fled, leaving the Huntress with no better choice after losing the Sharktooth Scimitar.
Jacquia's eyes were fixed on the crack, and she had decided to rush into the building as soon as possible, find the humans inside before they drowned, and then force out the whereabouts of Fioni and the few humans he had taken with her. She wouldn't have known that the enemy she was looking for was in the building in front of her, or she would have rushed forward right now and tried to get through the gap. Thankfully, she didn't, for some black liquid flowed out of the crack as the inner walls of the black spire were about to shatter.
"Stop!" the Kraken on the whale's back screamed, and he found that the beast beneath him had uncontrollably turned around and moved away from the black liquid after seeing it. This was not a big commotion, but in order to enter the fortress early, the Kraken team gathered near the spire in a circle, and the sudden anomaly of the whales caused them to rush straight towards the line of the shark-toothed Kraken. Suddenly the screams came and went, the whale trainers shouted for the compatriots in front of them to get out of the way, the hunters rushed to avoid the onrushing whales and their companions who ran into them because of avoiding the whales, and some sharks rushed up desperately to try to change the direction of the whales' swimming in order to protect their owners. Chaos pervades the sea. And in the midst of these chaotic scenes, Jaquia remained calm.
The Huntress pushed aside the Kraken that was rushing towards her, finding her way to her target from the chaotic crowd, the sound of the water as if it had completely disappeared from her ears. Of course, she did not lose her sense of hearing, but in the case of a high concentration of her brain and body senses, the senses of sight, hearing, touch and other sensations were integrated into a more complete and intuitive sense, which is an experience that many warriors have experienced. When Jaquia heard the sound again, her body was already near the spire, where she could easily see the cracks in the black inner layer and the bubbles emerging from it.
The hunter suddenly took a battle stance against the wall, her body commanding her to do so before her brain. Then she heard what was hidden under the cries of confusion. It was a whisper of countless voices, and no one could really hear what they were saying, but just a vague glimpse of the conversation was enough to make people feel impetuous. Jaquia didn't dare to look away, even if the black liquid spread out in the sea and surged towards her square, the hunter's instinct told her that something was coming out of that rift, and the black substance in front of her and the whispers under the ocean current were just a foreshadowing before the thing appeared.
The darkness, which begins at a point in the minaret, spreads through the sea without being diluted. The irritating darkness was like a massive amount of ink spit out by some kind of giant squid, quickly enveloping the shark-toothed sirens besieging the spire before it no longer spread. The Krakens, on the other hand, did not rush out of the edge of the ink for a long time.