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Chapter 580 - 379: Is This Your Trump Card?! [Thanks to the alliance leader ’Bai Shi Yu’ for the support!]

Chapter 580: Chapter 379: Is This Your Trump Card?! [Thanks to the alliance leader ’Bai Shi Yu’ for the support!]

In the dark and silent deep sea, silence did not last for too long.

The four major overlord forces, including the Ancient Moon Dynasty, with their long heritage, had resolved to eradicate the source of catastrophe, naturally they would not be unprepared.

At this moment, the situation had not yet gone beyond expectations.

"Use Strange Implement number three."

Xi Guang, the Demigod spoke.

Lady of the Palace then took out a uniquely shaped Strange Implement from the Palace, presumably a Strange Implement.

This Strange Implement was conical, silver-white throughout, covered with dense and esoteric runes, as if looking at it a few more times would plunge one into a whirlpool of knowledge.

The Lady of the Palace planted this conical Strange Implement in front of the Palace and pulled out ’nail-shaped’ components from it, one after another, directing the scholars to place these nail-like objects around the perimeter.

Immediately after, silver beams of light bloomed from both the conical core and the nail-shaped components, interweaving to form a large silver-white net that encompassed the whole area around it.

The net gradually contracted, buzzing and humming, as if there were some mythical rules changing beyond comprehension.

The next moment, nothing happened.

The silver net, the silver-white beams of light, both had disappeared.

"Did it fail?"

"Did we find the wrong place?"

The demigods looked at each other and muttered, but Xi Guang, the Lady of the Palace, and Elder Nanli from the Ancient Moon Dynasty, all kept a composed expression, as if this failure was expected.

Xing Jing Lei understood what was happening!

Under the ’Mysterious Evil Tracking’ view, he saw what was presumably the source of the catastrophe - a black and red tainted sphere, roughly a few hundred meters in diameter, situated about seven or eight thousand meters away from the Palace.

And the peculiar Strange Implement net that was formed, had a diameter of just one or two thousand meters.

Just now, the silver net had spread out, but it did not envelop the target - the source of catastrophe, missing it by several thousand meters.

With the perspectives of Xing Jing Lei, Yiluo Xi, and Qianqiu, which could also be raised to a god’s view, the scene in Fang You’s eyes was even clearer and more direct than the three.

He touched his chin, "It seems that the exploration methods of the Ancient Moon Dynasty can only detect a rough location, and they cannot see the black and red sphere that is the ’source of catastrophe’."

"However, this oddly shaped Strange Implement must do more than simply pinpoint the source of catastrophe."

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After extracting the conical Strange Implement, relocating and planting it again, positioning the components, and spreading the silver net, only to retract it without success, they repeated this process a total of five times.

Not only were the demigods expressing doubt and anxiety, but Fang You was also starting to feel impatient for them.

The situation was not dangerous at the time, and after more than half an hour, only one Seven Stars-level Mysterious Evil appeared, with other mid-to-low level Mysterious Evil creatures following intermittently.

But everyone understood that the environment could not remain peaceful forever; a major crisis could break out at any time, in the next hour, or even the next second.

When the Ancient Moon Dynasty attempted for the sixth time, they finally hit the right spot!

Through the intertwining silver beams of light, a gigantic shadow slowly revealed itself from the bottom of the deep sea. It was not the black and red sphere seen through the ’Mysterious Evil Tracking’ vision but a more tangible, more grotesque and ugly entity.

——A tumor-like mass pulsing like a heart.

The surface of the tumor was covered with dark red blood vessels, its existence seemed both unreal and real, as if it were a non-existent entity that was forcefully materialized under the cover of the silver net. Hence, its surface constantly morphed, with many hideous faces appearing one moment and dark arms extending the next, while chilling eyes opened from the gaps at other times.

Previously, under the ’Mysterious Evil Tracking’ view, the dark red tainted breaths converging towards the gigantic sphere had become huge blood vessels, several meters in diameter. These vessels were rooted in the seabed, extending towards the depths of the Filthy Sea, out of sight, and beyond the cover of the silver net, disappearing without a trace.

"What is this!?"

Demigods looked up and felt a repulsive aura emanating from this large, ugly tumor, along with a slight tremor from deep within their souls.

"This is probably, the mastermind that causes catastrophe in our Shattered Sea every two to three hundred years, a physical embodiment of the source of the catastrophe... one of them," said Xi Guang, the Demigod, after looking for a while.

His demeanor suggested this might be the first time he had seen the entity of the source of a catastrophe.

He spoke, "Everyone, take action. Eradicate the source of the catastrophe, and restore the sunny skies of the Shattered Sea!"

Aside from a few demigods on guard, watching for Mysterious Evil sneak attacks, more than a dozen demigods took action simultaneously.

Yiluo Xi spread her fingers slightly, creating ripples through the water, and in the blink of an eye, she condensed thousands of thunder spears.

Qianqiu’s move was much simpler; he just swung his massive scythe, cutting out slashes after slashes of sharp blade energy, each hundreds of meters long.

The other demigods also displayed their powers, setting off bursts of bright yet terrifying radiance in the dark ocean depths, directly onto the large tumor.

The tide swept through, space trembled, and countless chilling gaps opened up.

Many pairs of eyes watched the center of the energy tidal wave.

"Did we destroy it?"

"It doesn’t seem like it!"

The concerted strike of more than a dozen demigods, with old-timers like the Demigod Xi Guang, wouldn’t dare to face their edge head-on. Not to mention, the tumor-like source of catastrophe was merely an object without any resistance, one they could mold as they wished.