Shen Feng's not-so-loud voice somehow made Kraun feel as if he was going deaf, a buzzing noise ringing in his ears. Staring at the Turtle Monster, massive as a mountain, his scalp tingled, his mind felt like a bomb had been dropped in it, his hand that was clutching Nibelis' throat involuntarily loosened, and even his heart momentarily ceased beating. Could an aircraft carrier of such massive size really be destroyed just like that?
On the other four warships, the Ultra-capable Grandmasters who had just thought Shen Feng was a sitting duck, who had just concluded that Shen Feng's death was inevitable, were now so terrified that they couldn't even fart, trembling uncontrollably, cold sweat streaming from every pore, soaking their clothes completely in just a moment's time.
What exactly was this colossal black Turtle Monster? Throughout history, such a creature had never appeared in this world, right?
