Nelly's scalp went numb. She had never seen anything so terrifying.
Like a school of sharks that had caught the scent of blood, those black figures emerged one after another from the caves where they lived. Their densely packed, ugly, scale-covered bodies stretched and swam freely through the seawater, filling Nelly with profound despair.
She simply could not imagine how the three of them could possibly survive under such circumstances.
Zhang Heng had struggled so much just fighting one of those half-human, half-fish-frog monsters alone before, yet now there were over a hundred monsters directly above them! Together, they could tear the three of them to pieces with ease.
And unlike sharks, these things possessed intelligence equal to that of humans.
No, these monsters were far more cunning than humans. They had even used Han Lu as bait, luring them step by step into this desperate situation. Nelly's calves were trembling, yet when she instinctively looked back, she discovered that Zhang Heng was not retreating or fleeing. Instead, he was swimming toward them.
As he passed the two women, Zhang Heng did not stop. He merely casually tossed the Diving Knife he had taken from Nelly back to her, seemingly telling her to keep cutting the ropes around Han Lu.
Against monsters of this scale, having an ordinary diving knife made little difference. Zhang Heng, meanwhile, continued swimming toward the terrifying sea of monsters above.
In Nelly's eyes, what Zhang Heng was doing was no different from seeking death, and that was indeed the case.
It would have been one thing if Zhang Heng had stayed still, but the moment he began moving, the hundred-plus monsters overhead seemed to be provoked. In the shortest possible time, they gathered into a black tornado and swept rapidly toward Zhang Heng.
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