Chapter 460: Arc 6, - 76: To Kill a God
The port and bye extension the shore was in view. A formation of warships fired off cannons, but they did nothing more than enter Beauregard’s torso and sink into depths of her body.
She gave a light giggle that was loud due to her stature; only half of her body had been travelling thus far. Domed columns of water emerged from the seas all around the ship.
All of them formed gigantic hands, each the size of a vessel. "SPLOSH! SPLASH! BASH!" All the limbs thrashed into the water and displaced the formation in less than a second.
As the ships went flying and colliding into one another, another set of a dozen limbs emerged from the rippling water’s surface and thrashed again, as if the first volley was not enough.
The hands grabbed several ships and lifted them into the air. "SHIIINGGG!!" For fun’s sake, two of the limbs battered the ships against each other like a child would their toys.
Navy threw themselves overboard as their screams were nothing more than seagull cries to her. The sound of metal scraping against metal was engulfed by the water as she decided to crush both ships in half.
Why not them all? Fountains of water jetted out any remaining ships and fingers formed to curl around the middle of the ships and crush them in half before she would decided to toss them aside from her path.
Beauregard continued to hum with a bright smile as she waded out of the water; her chest began to rise, alongside her head and upper half. Water did not displace or fall off of her; instead it joined her form all the same while she emerged.
Her arms stretched out of the water and she twisted her hips almost examining them herself. Her pseudo-human ocean-blue figure towered over the western coast of the Malecise Regime, with only her ankles actually in the water.
She summoned a tidal wave from behind her, sending the debris of ships flying forward, but she curled her fingers to the back of her, and the roiling waves stopped...
Almost as if she had paused time itself, the massive tidal wave that reached her waist in height waited patiently right behind her. She raised a hand to her lips, "Ahem! Greetings citizens of the Malecise Regime!
I am Beauregard of Burnetrout," she greeted with her sweet bubbly voice that roared across the coast. "I arrive here at your land to fulfil the wishes of my people—my beloved followers. You may pray to me for mercy, but I guarantee it not~