For the past two days, the sun around Slope City had been notably subdued. Most of the time, it remained hidden beneath thick clouds, or mingled with the thin mist over the sea, only occasionally revealing a grayish-white glimmer—lifeless, merely going through the motions.
But no one knew whether tomorrow, or the day after, would be the same.
The Flying Devil Fish rather liked the current conditions. Swaying its developed pectoral fins, it rode the sea air currents and hovered steadily in midair.
Yin Le had fed it well during this period. It was fat and robust, and as its flat, streamlined body stirred the airflow, it naturally underwent exquisite, subtle deformations, forming specially functional cavities from within and without.
These inner and outer cavities combined toughness and fragility, yet were exceptionally adaptable, constantly switching and adjusting.
This was not its natural instinct, but the result of Ronan's more than half year of continuous training, based on weapon Configuration designs from the Brain of Emptiness System. It had essentially become a neural reflex, providing an excellent foundation for constructing the Infrasound Array while also granting it more variations in perception and attack.
One had to know that this thing also possessed considerable Electromagnetic Direction abilities. If properly utilized, it could serve as an Exoskeleton-mounted module under certain circumstances.
In fact, Ronan had named this Devil Fish "External Attachment." Unfortunately, Zhang Yingying and the others thought the name was terrible. Besides, this large fellow, made especially irritable by mutation, was nowhere near as cute as Ink or Jerry. They usually just called it the "Devil Fish," and its original name gradually faded into obscurity.
Ronan stood atop the Devil Fish's head, one hand gripping one of its head fins—this image was probably one of the threat forms most feared by the