MM Racing Chapter 117 The Might of the Beast King
Chapter 117 The Might of the Beast King
Upon hearing this, Song Chen's pupils contracted sharply.
The Beast King of the Giant Whale Clan has arrived.
They are the absolute rulers of the deep sea, ranking alongside the sea dragon clan as the two great royal families of the alien beasts of the ocean, and alongside the land wolf clan as the three great royal families of the alien beasts.
They are the largest of all the strange beasts. The adult giant whale king is over a thousand meters long and weighs over 100,000 tons. The power of its tail can stir up a tsunami, and the force of its mouth can swallow an island.
Their scales are so thick that even a full-force attack from a fifth-tier martial artist is difficult to penetrate them, and their blood and qi are so abundant that they can fight continuously in the sea for a month without rest. They are the pinnacle of the alien beast world.
The sixth-tier beast kings among the beast royal family are few in number, but each one is a living calamity.
Song Chen rushed out of the dormitory in an instant.
The world outside has changed.
The sky was dark red, neither dawn nor dusk, but the color of coagulated blood, emitted by massively compressed psionic particles.
The sea was no longer calm; it began to boil. There were too many sea creatures, too densely packed, too crowded together, pushing the seawater out of the surface, as if it were boiling.
Tens of thousands of sea creatures floated on the sea surface, densely packed and overwhelming, stretching from the foot of the breakwater of Yunbo Island all the way to the horizon.
They do not attack, do not hiss, and do not move.
They are waiting for their king.
Then the king arrived.
The sea surface cracked open.
Centered on Yunbo Island, the sea surface within a radius of several kilometers simultaneously dipped downwards, as if an invisible giant hand had pressed down from the seabed.
Seawater surged into the center of the depression, forming huge whirlpools.
At the center of the whirlpool, something resembling a mountain rose from below the sea surface.
It is a head, the head of the giant whale beast king.
It is taller than the highest flagpole on Yunbo Island, wider than the thickest section of the breakwater, and larger than any building Song Chen has ever seen.
The head of the giant whale king occupied more than half of Song Chen's field of vision. He could not see its complete body because the body was still below the surface of the sea and was ten times larger than the head.
The skin is black, a black that absorbs all light, like a black hole.
The skin's surface is covered with deep wrinkles, and flowing within these wrinkles is something like magma—its vital energy and blood, so thick that it is visible to the naked eye and glows in the dark.
Its eyes are on the sides of its head, each as large as a barracks on Yunbo Island, with golden, vertical pupils that resemble two enormous, burning windows.
A sixth-tier giant whale beast king.
Suddenly, the giant whale king opened its mouth.
Although it was only slightly open, that opening was wider than the harbor of Yunbo Island.
The stench, decay, and death emanating from that crevice formed a hurricane that tossed the psionic heavy artillery on the breakwater askew, sent soldiers flying, and blew Song Chen back several steps.
He gripped the Heavenly Blade with both hands and plunged it into a crack in the ground to barely steady himself.
The giant whale slowly turned its head toward Cloudwave Island, its golden vertical pupils locking onto a point on the island.
It was Song Chen.
The eyes of the man and the beast met in mid-air.
Then it bit down.
Song Chen never dreamed that this sixth-tier beast king would make a move directly.
Fortunately, his combat awareness was high enough.
In just a moment, the Grandmaster-level Gale Wings were activated.
The whale's mouth opened wide, this time completely open, its width comparable to the diameter of Yunbo Island, and the distance between its upper and lower jaws exceeding the height of the island's tallest building.
Each tooth is as big as the largest building on the island.
Such large teeth, densely packed, layer upon layer, growing inwards, like rows of sharp, blood-stained daggers.
The whale tilted its head forward and closed its mouth.
Click.
It was the sound of rocks breaking, concrete shattering, steel twisting, and human bones cracking, all mixed together to make a sound like a giant biscuit being crushed.
In the air, Song Chen flew out with a perilous escape.
Then he saw that the northeast corner of Yunbo Island, the rocky area he had visited on the first day, the shallows where he had killed the sea monster on the second day, and the rocks where he had sat on the third day, had disappeared.
It wasn't destroyed, it wasn't bombed flat, it disappeared, it was bitten off by a giant whale.
Along with the reefs, beaches, breakwaters, gun emplacements, barracks, and the soldiers who didn't manage to escape from the barracks, everything was bitten into that mouth.
A third of the island was gone in a single bite.
Song Chen's mind became unusually clear at that moment.
He made his decision in a fraction of a second: Run!
There was no chance to fight; the only chance to survive was to run.
With the activation of the Grandmaster-level Gale Wings, his body left a trail of afterimages in the air as he was launched into the air.
His direction was upward; his goal was the sky, a height that even a giant whale couldn't reach.
In the air, he saw Shen Tie, the veteran who had guarded Yunbo Island for twenty years, standing on the ruins of the command center, holding a battle sword and looking up at the giant whale.
He was shouting something, but his voice was drowned out by the sound of the whale chewing, and he couldn't hear it.
He also saw Zhao Kunlun, who was now buried under the rubble of the breakwater, with only one hand showing and his fingers still moving.
He also saw Shen Yutong, who had survived and was running frantically just like himself.
The giant whale beast king's golden vertical pupils shifted and locked onto Song Chen in mid-air.
Then it opened its mouth and began to suck.
Its suction was stronger than a Category 12 hurricane, sucking seawater into its mouth, along with sea monsters on the surface, rubble on the breakwater, the corpses of soldiers, and Song Chen in mid-air.
Song Chen's body lost control under the suction, like a leaf caught in a whirlwind, flying towards the giant whale's mouth.
Then a beam of light fell down.
It was a flash of light, a silvery-white light, bigger than the head of a giant whale, as if it had been cleaved down from the sky, precisely striking the top of the whale's head.
The moment the blade collided with the giant whale's skull, it produced not the sound of metal clashing, but a dull, deafening roar like that of two mountains colliding.
The whale's head was pressed down by the blade's light, and the suction force was interrupted.
Song Chen's body was released from the suction and fell downwards.
He was caught by a hand.
Zhou Wangyue stood in mid-air, without a flying vehicle, without any flying martial arts skills or superpowers, just standing there with his feet on the air as if he were standing on an invisible ground.
He held a long, black sword that had no luster and looked like a crack.
This is the S-rank battle sword, Dark Night.
In just a short while, this sixth-level grandmaster had arrived from Tianhai City.
He glanced down at Song Chen, his gaze lingering on him for a moment. There were no wounds, no broken arms or legs, and he was still alive.
The old man's lips twitched slightly, then he placed him on a still-shaking rock.
"Stand still, don't move."