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Chapter 948 - 515: The Fisherman Who Killed the Sea Monster is Also Helpless

Chapter 948: Chapter 515: The Fisherman Who Killed the Sea Monster is Also Helpless

The deep blue night sky, the deep blue sea, leaving one uncertain whether the twinkling stars are in the sky above or shimmering in the ocean below.

The sound of the tide surged above the ocean’s surface, while the deep sea remained calm and tranquil.

An Ichthyosaur drifted aimlessly through the deep sea, hoping its luck would lead it to substantial "food."

This was an Ichthyosaur over thirty meters long, its massive size necessitating copious amounts of energy and forcing it to spend more time seeking food.

In fact, in the current ocean, exceptionally large Ichthyosaurs like this one fared somewhat better; ordinary medium-sized and small Ichthyosaurs had it much harder. Kronosauruses and Tylosauruses had become the dominant forces in the ocean, seizing a majority of the living resources, leaving the once sovereign Ichthyosaurs merely eking out an existence in the gap.

This great Ichthyosaur had lived in the sea for years untold, growing increasingly enormous to the point where it had few rivals. Thus, it swam recklessly, forgetting that in the boundless ocean, anything could happen.

And indeed, anything could happen. As the massive Ichthyosaur swam over a sea trench, a dark shadow burst forth from the deep sea. Several vine-like tentacles reached out, wrapping around it swiftly.

Instinctively, weaker animals think of fleeing when attacked. However, for larger animals, especially those at the top of the food chain like the Ichthyosaur, it reacts by striking back reflexively.

The seabed stirred into turbidity instantly. The tentacled monster, wielding several long tentacles, viciously entwined itself around the Ichthyosaur. In turn, the Ichthyosaur showed no mercy, seizing any opportunity to bite back with its tooth-filled mouth.

The murky waters gradually clouded with blood, prompting the Ichthyosaur’s retaliation to grow even more frantic.

The assailant sustained injuries under the Ichthyosaur’s counterattacks; however, its blood—a transparent mucus—remained indistinguishable in the seawater.

There was not an absence of light on the seabed; various bioluminescent creatures lent a dim light to the depths. The fierce struggle of the two behemoths had long since scared any potentially affected creatures into fleeing.

At this moment, the two leviathans paid no attention to the scattered "food" as their battle quickly escalated to a fever pitch.

The Ichthyosaur’s body was somewhat dolphin-like, and it was not slow at swimming. But like most sea monsters, it needed to surface to breathe. The deep sea creature that ambushed it, clearly, did not.

As the combat intensified, the Ichthyosaur found itself rushing toward the surface—it urgently needed to breathe fresh air, as the fierce struggle rapidly depleted its body’s oxygen.

Yet even as it surfaced to breathe, it did not release its opponent from its jaws. The ancient Ichthyosaur was no stranger to such tentacled creatures; in fact, it was quite familiar with this type of being, as it had subsisted on similar tentacled creatures since its birth.

Of course, the food it ate as a youth, though similar in appearance to its current adversary, was millions of times smaller in size.

This was a Deep-sea Giant Squid, and the small squids commonly used as food were nowhere near its caliber.

The great Ichthyosaur had encountered Deep-sea Giant Squids before, but none as large as the current one; naturally, all had become its prey. Thanks to its experience, it knew exactly how to fight and where the weak points were; it had already seized an opportunity to bite down on the squid’s head.

The overly careless, or rather unlucky, Giant Squid clung tightly to the Ichthyosaur and, showing no sign of weakness, wrapped its tentacles firmly around its head.

Both colossal beasts had tenacity in spades. Despite reaching the surface, they remained locked in an unforgiving struggle, each hell-bent on inflicting damage to the other.

For these gargantuan sea creatures, this encounter was a mistake.

The Ichthyosaur had unknowingly invaded the Giant Squid’s territory and was attacked, whereas the Giant Squid had carelessly allowed the Ichthyosaur to seize its head in the battle’s onset. Although not a fatal wound, its powerful weapon, the beak, was now useless.

In actuality, squids, despite their seemingly soft exteriors, could easily kill prey several times their size. They typically ensnare prey with tentacles then use their sharp beaks to inflict wounds. Sometimes, just entangling a prey’s head with tentacles was enough to cause death.

Fish that breathe through gills can asphyxiate once a squid’s tentacles tightly wrap their head, preventing gills from filtering oxygen from the water. As for prey without gills, such as Ichthyosaurs and Kronosauruses, being ensnared with no access to surface air is as good as a death sentence.

So even though the Giant Squid was smaller than the Ichthyosaur, the outcome of their battle was truly unpredictable.

At the moment, even with the Giant Squid’s head caught in the Ichthyosaur’s jaws, it still had a chance to turn the tides—while the Ichthyosaur appeared to have the upper hand, the Giant Squid’s tentacles were wrapped around the Ichthyosaur, even blocking its nostrils. As long as the Ichthyosaur needed to breathe, the Giant Squid wasn’t concerned about lacking an opportunity.