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The Lucky No.2, which was slapped into the seabed, was indeed fortunate as it resurfaced shortly after.
Bobbing up and down.
Although the warship did resurface, its center was horribly dented by the force of the impact, as if another slap could snap it in two.
Many navy men on deck had been instantly squashed into pulp, and several others managed to cling to life, crying out as they surfaced, frantically swimming away from the Demon King.
In this Misty Sea, the transformed giant before them was the true Demon King, the master of all life and death.
The power of that slap was enough to scare the courage out of everyone, let alone confronting it.
This is the Demon King!
No matter how one looks at it, this monster shouldn't exist in this era or in this world.
"This is troublesome."
Gu Tianqing, standing on a skateboard, struggled to keep his balance next to Yi Lin, bobbing with the waves.
"Mhm."
