Above The Sky
Chapter 191 - 191 180 Ironclad Shark get da☆ze!

191: Chapter 180 Ironclad Shark get da☆ze!

(2/3) 191: Chapter 180 Ironclad Shark get da☆ze!

(2/3) South Sea, a place of wonders.

When pirates, startled awake in the middle of the night, thinking they were under a surprise attack by Harrison Port’s navy, hurriedly prepared for battle, their hearts nearly leapt into their throats before they found out that their ship had only been accidentally holed by an Ironclad Shark passing by.

And there was a giant clam as well.

This feeling was indeed very bizarre.

Many pirates cursed as they repaired the cabin, strengthened the early warning system, and worked to restore the fishing nets’ tentacles, while some were worried that this might be a sign their hiding place had been discovered.

But the more prevailing feeling was that they had been played by a fish.

Even now, Captain Andor Linleaf was still a bit dazed.

After directing the repair work and returning to his seat, this Elf Pirate was still pondering the confounding questions of ‘why the giant clam was moving in tandem with the Ironclad Shark’ and ‘how exactly the giant clam was moving with the Ironclad Shark.’

“Was it being carried on top, or held in its mouth?

No, that doesn’t seem right.

Could it be that the shell and Ironclad Shark fused together?

Ironclad Clam?

Clam Shark?”

Puzzled, Andor returned to his cabin and finally decided to give up, “Forget it, bring me my communicator, I need to report this situation to the boss.”

Soon, the crew brought the crystal plate-shaped communicator, and Andor took up a pen.

“Ship hit by Shark, Armor Suit and ship both need repairs, possible delay in action, apologies.”

Seconds later, a response from Patrick appeared on the crystal plate.

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…

Meanwhile, along the coast near the Fantasia Reef Cluster.

Ian was saying goodbye to the Ironclad Shark.

“You did really well, Shasha.”

He patted the Ironclad Shark’s silver metallic brow, praising with a smile, “We owe a lot to you this time; otherwise, it would have been nearly impossible to leave behind Origin Quality for tracking or to replicate Inscriptions.”

“This was quite rushed, next time I’ll take you hunting in the sea, we’ll eat more delicious things!”

If it were anyone else, the so-called ‘hunting in the sea’ might just involve foraging along the beach…

but for Ian with Foresight View and the Ironclad Shark.

To hunt in the sea probably meant literally ‘hunting’ the sea.

“!”

Upon hearing Ian’s words, the Ironclad Shark immediately showed great excitement.

Indeed, tonight had been a good night—found a new boss!

And hunted with the boss!

Even hit a formidable-looking Great Demon Beast called ‘ship’ with the boss!

Thrilling!

So thrilling!

However, regarding the hunting, Big Shark felt that it had something very important to tell the new boss.

So Ian saw a four or five-meter-long Shark swiftly swimming and spiraling around the shallow waters, creating a whirlpool-like scene.

“Oh…”

If it were someone else, they would definitely not understand, but if it were Ian with the keen visual acuity of a Spirit Energy User, he would most likely see everything clearly!

“Are you trying to tell me that the areas around the Southern Sea have become more dangerous, and there’s even a spot we can’t enter?”

Nodding slowly, Ian understood somewhat, “I see, you sensed danger and have been trying to find Teacher Hiliad to help you look into it…

but then you hurried over when you sensed someone with the same Origin Quality as me.”

This made sense—having been Teacher Hiliad’s assistant in surveying the sea territories back then, the teacher must have helped the Big Shark quite a bit, perhaps it was even the teacher who taught the Shark how to communicate with humans and helped it eliminate some of its competitors, which is why Shasha always remembered him.

Having met Ian, it’s easy for the Shark to become close because of this.

And what Shasha mentioned about the Southern Sea becoming more dangerous was indeed in line with the intel about an impending anomaly.

“Where exactly?”

Ian asked, and the direction in which Shasha swam became a back-and-forth movement between two points, its silver dorsal fin glinting in the moonlight.

The youth observed carefully and then speculated about the direction: “Sigh Cliff…

Odell Reef?”

“Huh?”

He was slightly stunned: “There’s an issue with the Natives’ Rising Tide Spirit and Drum Wave Spirit?”

Thinking about it, it wasn’t all that strange—considering Sigh Cliff should be part of the former logistic center of the South Sea Relic Cluster, it would not be odd for Odell Reef to be part of that cluster as well, which is why they are both major Natural Spiritual Energy Fields in the Southern Sea.

Anomalies in the ruins naturally could lead to changes in these two areas, and the two Surge Eels, which were nurtured by the Odell Reef, would definitely be more sensitive than other Magical Beasts being Indigenous Totem Spirits.

Ian’s speculation was quite reasonable, and theoretically, his analysis was the actual situation.

But the problem laid there.

Upon hearing the youth’s analysis, the Ironclad Shark began to swim even more frantically.

“Not right?”

Ian was extremely surprised: “Did I guess wrong?

What exactly is going on then?”

“Could it be…”

A new speculation surfaced in his mind—a guess that naturally arose after linking it to the special mission of the Erlen Family’s group and Viscount Grant’s conjecture of the ‘real mission’: “A completely new, powerful Magical Beast fighting for territory?”

“You sensed the information about the struggle between that new Magical Beast and the Indigenous Totem Spirits from the direction of Odell Reef, which is why you’re too scared to approach and are seeking help?”

The intense swimming of the Ironclad Shark ceased, and it looked at Ian, then began to sink and float repeatedly.

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“I see.”

At this moment, Ian had some clarity in his heart.

He lifted his head, looking in the direction of Harrison Port, and furrowed his brow in thought: “Exactly, I was wondering why an Element Crystal Clam, despite being truly precious, would compel the Erlen Family from the other side of the continent to send over their young master, along with an Alchemy Master and a family elder…”

“The Element Crystal Clam is just a cover, their real target must be that rare Magical Beast that somehow, the Imperial Capital has become aware of!”

Of course, it could also be for the Relic Cluster…

but if the target really was the Relic Cluster, Viscount Grant would probably have tried to drive them away without courtesy by now, not as cordial and peaceful as a few days ago.

“A crucial piece of information, I understand now.”

Patting Shasha’s head, Ian sincerely expressed his gratitude: “Take care of yourself, and if anything strange happens, you can come to the shore to inform me; I’m generally able to sense it.”

The Silver Chip could detect Origin Quality information it had recorded before; the range wasn’t large, but there would be prompts.

Ian had previously asked the Giant Clam to leave its Origin Quality information to lock down the position of that pirate ship.

Ian then set up a meeting point with Big Shark—similar to the Silver Chip, the Ironclad Shark was a sublimated creature highly sensitive to metals and Origin Quality.

As long as Ian released the Sand Armor Apprentice’s Origin Quality, it could sense it clearly from afar and come at the first instance.

Just as Ian and Shasha bid each other a reluctant goodbye, preparing to go home and study the Giant Clam in hand.

At the Platinum Iridium Workshop, Patrick, who had just fallen asleep not long ago, was forced to awaken due to the alarm from the communication device and saw a message so bizarre that he couldn’t make heads or tails of what was happening.

“What the hell, the group of pirates was attacked by the Ironclad Shark?”

“And a Giant Clam?

Isn’t that thing supposed to be lying on the seabed?

How could it attack a living wooden ship?”

“Ah?

Merged with the Ironclad Shark?”

He was completely baffled, not understanding what had happened in the slightest: “These Elf Pirates…”

“Are they joking?”