Chapter 217 - 83: The 1,300-Year-Old New Dark Beast (Part 2)
The explosion was less powerful than the one at the Dan Demon Tomb due to the buffering effect of the seawater, but it was still strong enough to daze two sea creatures, a snail and a Sea Bat Eel.
The sea snail, which had settled at the bottom of the sea, was completely flipped over. This time, it finally started to react.
Its flat and soft tentacles emerged from the shell, leisurely pointing at the rapidly approaching Sea Bat Eel, accompanied by an elderly voice, "You little mongrel, I was resting just fine, and you came to bother me. If I don’t explode your chrysanthemum with a single cut, you really think I’m a vegetarian."
Those tentacles seemed weak and powerless, but as soon as they gently touched the Sea Bat Eel, it became immobilized in an instant.
The over three-meter long Sea Bat Eel was as if under an immobilization spell, motionless, with its gaping mouth still wide open.
"You’ve made this old man’s bones ache terribly; back to sleep, back to sleep. Sleeping is the unrivaled method for longevity," the snail said lazily as it retracted its tentacles, planning to continue its leisurely slumber.
Before its shell could fall back to the sandy bottom, a pale and unexpected hand pressed it into the sand, and it was unable to spray out its mucus even if it wanted to.
The sea snail was making a racket, attempting to resist, but the subsequent, almost imperceptible pressure of a Dark Beast made it feel that something was amiss.
Good heavens, that feeling, was it the pressure of a Holy Beast? How could there be the pressure of a Holy Beast in the Senluo Sea?
The sea snail got so frightened that it immediately retracted again.