Facing an Ancient God for a Year
Chapter 1145 - 1143: Impolite

Chapter 1145: Chapter 1143: Impolite

To be fair, this new voice that appeared was still somewhat inferior to the singing skills of the Fishmen.

However, once it emerged, it sounded as if it carried the Suona Authority, causing the melodious singing of the Fishmen to instantly diminish in momentum.

Even the frenzied pursuit seemed to hesitate for a moment.

"What is that? The Fishmen seem to be afraid of it?"

Lann, who had expressed displeasure at Fu Qian’s suggestion for a rest, was suddenly spirited.

"It does seem so."

Fu Qian, also in good spirits, agreed with this view.

"I’ve heard an ancient saying, ’Within seven steps, there is always an antidote for poison.’"

"It wouldn’t be surprising if the predator of these Fishmen were gathered here."

Where does this ancient saying about antidotes within seven steps come from?

The audience was visibly conflicted, but the welcome change of events quickly overshadowed their concerns.

"Now, we still have no clear way out, and our energy is severely depleted. Should we head in that direction, take advantage of the voice’s suppression of the Fishmen, and rest a bit?"

Lann contemplated for a moment before posing the question to the group.

In a critical moment, this gesture of gathering wisdom was very appropriate.

But on further thought, it was clear it didn’t hold much significance.

Apart from a few with deranged nerves, there probably wasn’t anyone on the ship who wanted to continue this desperate escape.

"I know this thing might not be all that friendly, but as long as it’s hostile to the enemy, there are many opportunities it can help to alleviate our stress."

"That sounds reasonable."

Surprisingly, even the worrisome lunatic agreed this time.

Even the tone of his agreement sounded quite sincere.

"...Then it’s settled."

Although the attitude of the other party, based on previous behavior, made Lann wary, he still clenched his teeth and made a decision.

...

"They really do seem a bit scared."

Moments later, Rachel, who was intently watching the stern, finally couldn’t help but speak with some excitement.

And her tone well represented the mood of the crew on the ship at the time.

With the rapid change of direction, they had already left the stormy area and ventured through more than one fragment zone.

Fortunately, even without the prior use of a harmonica to probe, they had not encountered any lurking monsters so far.

And that voice that stunned the Fishmen, although not continuous, still resounded from time to time and sounded increasingly closer.

The pursuing Fishmen were still relentless, but their speed had clearly slowed down.

"Does Mr. Fang think we should get even closer? Or should we just keep maneuvering around this area?"

Lann, in high spirits, looked at Fu Qian with a smile and sought his advice the next moment.

...

Is he thinking that we are more anxious than they are, and finally found some relative advantage?

Fu Qian shook his head inwardly.

No wonder Lann can keep a group of cutthroat individuals in check—he is indeed a ruthless character, quickly contemplating internal stability first upon realizing there’s the slightest advantage in position.

After all, everyone’s behavior thus far had been an overt use of each other, and as of now, he himself was unscathed.

The power disparity will only continue to grow.

Lann surely wouldn’t mind throwing himself into the fray as cannon fodder when he has the absolute upper hand, so Fu Qian must not mind either.

"Advise not to stop, keep moving at full speed."

Glancing at Rachel, whose expression was slightly serious, Fu Qian unusually offered a very clear suggestion.

"This doesn’t really sound like your style, does it?"

Before Lann could respond to Fu Qian’s suggestion, a team member sneered coldly.

"I thought you would suggest we stop and play the harmonica for a while."

This was clearly mocking the overly cautious suggestion made earlier.

And from the reaction of those around, he wasn’t the only one with this thought.

After all, up to this point, although the Fishmen were strong, this team was clearly capable of dealing with the occasional ambush attack from those lurking.

Not only delaying time, without the harmonica from earlier, they might not have been pursued so closely; it seemed counterproductive no matter how you looked at it.

Observing this burly-faced team member, after trying to understand from his perspective, Fu Qian nodded.

"Just a suggestion, of course, you can stay here, especially since it looks quite sunny and pleasant."

This was not an exaggeration; the sea area they were in right now was a world apart from the previous stormy zone, where not only could they see the Sun, even the wind was exceptionally gentle.

"It is indeed nice weather."

Being stared at by Fu Qian, perhaps due to his gentle demeanor, but the scene of the previous slaughter couldn’t help but flash across the man’s mind.

Although he understood Lann’s intentions quite well, he certainly did not want to confront the rage of this killing god alone, and the burly-faced team member subconsciously shrank back a bit.

However, not wanting to seem too meek, he naturally walked to the side of the ship and looked out, putting on an air of enjoying the scenery.

"I have no problem drifting here for a while."

"The Fishmen don’t seem to have completely given up; to be cautious, we should reduce speed appropriately and keep moving forward for a while."

This time, Lann’s tone was no longer consultative; the speed of the boat visibly slowed down as he spoke.

Rachel’s face nearly fell in sync.

Ah—

But in the next moment, a piercing shriek, even momentarily overshadowing the Suona Authority’s singing, rang out.

A giant spike, several meters long, pierced directly through the burly man’s back.

The exaggerated length, together with the splashing blood, made it look like a huge skewer of meat.

Suddenly faced with a drastic change, before the others could observe anything further, the burly man was already hoisted into the air by the spike and retracted into a giant maw that emerged from the water.

And on that huge head, resembling that of a stingray, there were a dozen more such mouths.

How could this happen...

The sudden emergence of such a creature on the clear sea was undoubtedly quite shocking.

"Be careful!"

Fortunately, Lann’s experience was extensive; he immediately accelerated, abandoning any thoughts of rescue.

However, as fast as the boat could go, it still took time to accelerate; in the next moment, several screams were heard, and as the heads broke the surface, several more giant spikes extended from their mouths, each skewering a person.

It was evident that the team members were doing their best to dodge and defend upon the warning, but the penetrative power of those spikes was truly horrifying; all their defenses proved utterly ineffective.

Even after swallowing their prey, the creature refused to relent, not only pursuing with vigour but also oozing strands of blue mucus from the shaking spikes; anywhere it touched the ship, corrosion was swift and complete.

This was becoming a bit unreasonable.

In this critical moment, Fu Qian finally stood up, his gaze locking on the ferocious beast’s head.

Eating then leaving is a matter of courtesy.