Chapter 170

Chapter 170: Saber-Toothed Instant Kill Style!

"An underwater ambush should be impossible."

"At least ten times harder than on land!"

Trilobite was right.

Water, being liquid, transmits vibrations perfectly.

Sound travels far faster underwater than on land, so predators’ slightest movements get detected by prey’s sensitive lateral lines or dense bristles.

That makes aquatic hunting far more direct than on land!

Prey either evolved like ray-finned fish—revolutionizing swimming—or relied on heavy armor like ammonites to deflect predators’ sharp teeth.

Predators responded by evolving either unmatched speed like mackerel sharks to chase lobe-finned fish, or massive skulls like plesiosaurs to crush ammonites and ancient turtles!

Speed conquering speed. Power overwhelming power.

That was nature’s purest, most savage fight!

Though Trilobite now possessed such traits, this time he might avoid a brutal struggle.

Because…

"The swamp’s murk hid the ripples I made."

"And that creature kept circling mindlessly."

"Almost like it was orbiting a pebble?"

"What was it doing?"

Curiosity flickered briefly, then vanished.

"Focus. No distractions during the hunt."

"This target’s bigger than me!"

"A true challenge!"

"Well then…"

"Hush…"

Trilobite flicked his caudal fin, rising like silent driftwood as he inched toward his prey.

Closer…

Closer still!

Now within striking range!

"Three… two… one…"

"Now!"

"Whoosh—!"

His powerful tail whipped violently while strong limbs sliced through water.

The "Saber-Toothed Peter Foot Salamander" surged upward, churning the depths!

The prey still showed no reaction.

Because Trilobite was too fast!

He seemed to swim even faster than the “water flow” he created!

His streamlined body broke through the barrier of the “murky water” and suddenly surged forward!

Finally, the “Hallucination Tooth Worm” noticed Trilobite charging at full speed!

He froze for a moment.

Then, his first reaction was to flee!

“Facing an opponent with saber teeth, and under surprise attack…”

“Choosing to run first couldn’t really be called wrong.”

“Unfortunately, useless!”

Trilobite had already approached the tail of the “Hallucination Tooth Worm.”

Then…

“Bastard—!”

The middle finger that once mocked the world shot up!

“Roar—!”

The “Hallucination Tooth Worm” abruptly slowed down, turned around, and charged straight at Trilobite!

The sharp spikes on its capturing legs gleamed ominously in the mud.

A stab from that “sanity-depleting” thing would’ve turned him into a sieve.

But…

“I’m no ordinary Peter Foot Salamander!”

“I’m a Peter Foot Salamander with Trilobite blood!”

“Taste this!”

“My ‘Primordial Power’!”

“Twenty layers of Ball Joint Armor Shield!”

As the words left his mouth…

The spiked capturing legs smashed down onto the Peter Foot Salamander’s forehead.

“Crack…”

“Clang…”

Sounds of shattering armor and breaking glass echoed.

Yet shielded by twenty layers of “Ball Joint Armor Shield,” Trilobite took no damage. Instead, his massive skull seized the chance to lunge toward the Hallucination Tooth Worm’s forehead!

“Whoosh—!”

His jaws gaped wide!

Saber teeth unsheathed!

Kill—!

“Thud!”

The sharp saber teeth plunged straight into the skull of the “Hallucination Tooth Worm,” tearing through flesh and soft tissue, piercing the “Soul Center” at its forehead’s core before driving downward and bursting out from the base of its head!

“Squelch—!”

The “Hallucination Tooth Worm” thrashed violently; its walking legs and swimming appendages flailed wildly while its capturing limbs convulsed.

Yet this was merely dying nerves firing futile commands to the Soul Center.

The Hallucination Tooth Worm itself had already died!

“Shing—!”

Trilobite withdrew the saber teeth like a swordsman after a lethal strike—slowly pulling the blade free, flicking off blood, and sheathing it.

His calcite compound eyes stared coldly at the fallen foe, as if granting final mercy and respect.

In a way, this hunt was merciful.

Beyond the initial panic, the “Hallucination Tooth Worm” felt no pain.

In its last moments, consumed by the “Flip the World Off” taunt, it experienced neither fear nor despair.

If anything…

this was euthanasia.

Its limp, twitching body sank slowly toward the “water’s bottom.” “Blood” spread from the twin wounds atop its head, trailing crimson ribbons.

Mid-descent, Trilobite clamped onto the massive corpse.

Ambush to deathblow—under two minutes!

Instant kill achieved!

He gently gripped the “Hallucination Tooth Worm,” ready for swift retreat.

“Can’t stay…

“This move works, but it bleeds the prey too much.

“Might draw other predators to steal my meal.”

“Still, one thing bothers me…”

Trilobite turned in place, eyeing the odd “stone.”

“Hmm…”

“Earlier, the Hallucination Tooth Worm circled this ‘stone’ so intently it missed my ambush.”

“Meaning this rock must be extraordinary!”

“But—”

His still-functional lateral line detected faint tremors in the “water flow.”

Other “swamp predators” had caught the blood-scent. They were closing in.

Though the distance remained considerable, Trilobite couldn’t afford even a minute’s delay.

“No time for careful study!”

“How about…”

“Slurp—Gulp—!”

Trilobite instantly sucked the “stone” into his mouth.

“Swish—Swish—Swish—!”

Clutching the “Hallucination Tooth Worm” corpse in his jaws, he swung his massive tail and swiftly departed.

“Hey, the Lorentz Jar and Olfactory Membranes are working again; they reminded me of the secret exit’s unique scent and magnetic field characteristics.”

“I won’t get lost!”

Soon, Trilobite located the secret entrance. He dragged the “Hallucination Tooth Worm” corpse inside, laboriously crawling toward his “nest.”

—-

“Hahahaha…”

“My god descends soon!”

“You are all doomed!”

“Come! Kill me now?”

That Demon Lord, before dying, had already revealed the chaos faction’s plan to Valaharl’s “Chosen Warriors.”

Now, the “Chosen Warriors” hesitated in their attacks.

They understood: the more demons they slew, the more souls flowed into this “trap of spells.” With ample energy, the “transport spell” operated faster, activating sooner, hastening the chaos deity’s arrival!

Seeing the “Chosen Warriors” falter, the demons grew bolder.

One defeated Demon Lord even bared his chest, taunting the warriors before him.

“Come on!”

“Kill me then!”

“Haha… Hahahaha…”

Another Demon Prince boldly leapt up, making faces at the warriors.

“Hahaha, yes! Just like that!”

“Choose: kill us for momentary satisfaction, or buy time to retreat? Decide!”

“Ah hahahaha…”

…

But amidst the demons’ triumphant laughter…

“Tap… Tap… Tap…”

“Thud—Thud—Thud—”

The alluring click of powered high heels and the heavy tread of iron boots rang out together.

"You—!"

"Aren’t you afraid!?"

The Demon Lord and the Demon Prince stared at the shadows looming over them.

A gray cloak and fiery red hair marked their presence.

"Huh!?"

"No—!"

"Ah!"

Blades flashed, spraying demon blood.

"Thud—!"

A greatsword plunged into the earth.

Delicate hands lifted the Demon Prince’s severed head.

It was Glade, Grand Master of the Ashen Knights, and Albert Drake, the living saint known as the "Bloodthirsty One"!

"You! All of you!"

"What’s wrong!"

"Looking as limp as jellyfish out of water!"

"Shaking so hard your guts might spill!"

"To show such weakness before demons! Are you worthy of being ‘Chosen Warriors’!?"

"Do you honor the power the Giant God granted you!?"

Albert Drake’s roar made every warrior bow their heads in shame.

Then Glade stepped forward.

His tone was calm and commanding.

"Listen well. Execute them in ordered waves!"

"Sever their heads! Build the skull display! Strengthen the Giant God!"

"Withdraw in formation!"

"Remember! Only one fate awaits demons!"

"Blood sacrifice for the Giant God! Offerings to the divine throne!"

Glade’s words sparked a roar from the Chosen Warriors.

"Blood sacrifice for the Giant God! Offerings to the divine throne!"

…

Yet at that moment…

"Hum…"

The swirling chaos in the air… vanished!

The glow from the trap formations flickered and died.

Shock filled the eyes of both Albert Drake and Glade.

"The Giant God… shattered the enemy’s spell!?"

"But He wasn’t even here!"

"How… is this possible!?"

Yet their doubt quickly faded.

Who cared how.

The truth remained…

"Great is the Giant God!"