Ripjaws Still Has It

Mera didn't have time to think about whether the submarine had a gear shifter.

Because at this moment they had already rushed into the Dark Sea.

Upon seeing this, the pursuing patrol ships immediately halted their pursuit, staring incredulously at the terrifying black sea as if it were a dead man.

"She actually ventured into the Dark Sea! Has Princess Mera always been this brave?" They were stunned.

You're dead, sis!

Should we continue the pursuit?

"Chase? Chase my ass! You want to die too?" The patrol ship captain rolled his eyes.

For millions of years, not a single person exiled to the Trench Kingdom has ever left alive. No matter what it is, even the fleet of Atlantis, it will be torn apart by those monsters in an instant, leaving only scrap metal.

"Return and report the truth to King Orm!"

Although they failed to bring back the Fishermen Kingdom and Mera, the outcome was essentially the same.

As the submersible plunged into the Abyss of the Trench Kingdom like a falling meteor, the black seawater, carrying a viscous fear, swept in, and swarms of monsters, like startled wasps, instantly covered the observation window.

Thump!!

The submarine suddenly shuddered violently, and swarms of Trench poured out from the cracks in the rock walls, tearing at the metal hull like piranhas. Ben felt as if he had plunged into a horde of zombies, countless hands slamming against the porthole, leaving dried bloodstains.

If you zoom out, you'll see that the Ben and his crew are in is now completely enveloped by these monsters.

Those monsters from the Trench Kingdom looked like Hobgoblin crawling back from hell, their withered, bluish scales drooping over their jagged skeletons, their eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

"Ah!"

Mera was startled by the sight and jumped up from between Ben's legs, her two fluffy white breasts slapping against Ben's face.

"Step back a bit!"

Ben pushed the face wash away, then slammed on the accelerator. The submarine charged like a tank, smashing through the rotting, stinking zombies, leaving their bones, covered in rotten flesh, stuck in the front of the submarine or wedged into the propeller.

Their vehicle isolated them from outside noise, but Ben could still hear a dense cacophony of sounds, like millions of ants gnawing at the submarine's hull.

"Z--"

Suddenly, a sound like fingernails scraping against metal came from the outer wall of the submersible.

"They're tearing at the hull of the submersible!" Mera's little face turned pale with fear.

Her submarine was sturdy, but it couldn't possibly withstand the attacks of so many monsters.

These exiles abandoned wisdom and reason in exchange for unparalleled and terrifying power.

"We can't hold out much longer!"

She screamed in despair, but before she could finish speaking, there was a "crack" sound, and the glass in front of the submarine shattered, cracking in a spiderweb pattern. The two of them turned their heads sharply, and a sharp, withered claw pierced into her like a blade. The claw, several centimeters long, hovered in front of Mera, making her eyes sting.

Its skin is covered with pustules-like fluorescent spots, its eyeballs have degenerated into two wriggling, glowing jellyfish-like masses, and its mouth, split to the base of its ears, is filled with interlocking, shark-like barbs.

They seemed to have been corrupted by some indescribable thing, looking exceptionally terrifying, their grotesque faces revealing horrifying roars.

And this is just the beginning!

With the appearance of the first crack, the entire submarine became shaky and vulnerable.

Its outer skin had been completely ripped open, and huge mouths, like the sharp mandibles of a sea anemone, left circular teeth marks in Ben's eyes.

Mera was so frightened that she leaned back uncontrollably, almost pressing herself against the back of the seat.

Ben, however, was not afraid.

"Get dressed!"

"Boom!"

The submersible tilted suddenly.

It was as if it had been struck by a huge, heavy object, followed by a massive influx of seawater.

Mera tried to plug the crack with her hands, but Ben knew the submarine wouldn't last long, and staying inside would be like tying his own hands.

"Let's break out!"

"No, they'll devour us in an instant, leaving not even bones!"

Hold on to me!

Ben grasped Mera's hand as if he were holding a piece of soft ice.

But Mera suddenly fell silent.

She turned to look at Ben, who had transformed into Ripjaws. His once rosy lips had turned blue, splitting at the corners of his mouth, and terrifying canines were growing wildly, making his face look ferocious!

Ben looked more like the Trench Kingdom than the Trench Kingdom at that moment.

But for some reason, seeing Ripjaws this time made Mera feel incredibly warm and at ease, as if his body could shield her from all storms.

"Click!"

Ben didn't have time to observe Mera. He punched the glass in front of him, shattering it. The water pressure instantly brought in the circle of monsters in front of him. He could even smell the stench coming from their mouths.

You ate garlic, didn't you?

Ben raised his hand and thrust the trident forward, shoving it into the opponent's mouth to brush its teeth, and incidentally pulling out its brain to be washed away by the seawater.

One problem has been solved, but there are still countless others to solve.

Ben grabbed his trident and rolled it up like a roll of dough, creating a whirlpool in the seawater before him and tearing dozens of enemies to shreds.

At the same time, the entire submersible was torn to pieces.

Ben grabbed Mera and leaped into the deep sea.

Countless fluorescent Spot immediately converged from all directions, like Milky Way pouring down. Mera seemed to remember something, rummaged around on her body, and then lit the underwater torch at her waist. The flames roared and exploded in the seawater.

Ben saw the panoramic view of the Abyss illuminated by the firelight.

Each Trench possesses an extremely strong phototaxis. As the flame is thrown, they chase after the light like moths to a flame, forming a deathly Hive built of human cocoons.

"The fire won't burn for long in the high-pressure seawater!" Mera's scream was distorted by the water flow.

"Yes."

Ben's eyes lit up.

Why not just use fire?

Although Ripjaws Teeth is already very strong, it's impossible for him to fight against hundreds of millions of enemies by himself.

He is not powerful enough to shake the Seven Seas.

But other Alien Hero are different.

"We have to hurry!" Mera said, already seeing the distant firelight growing fainter, like a flickering candle in a downpour, a barely perceptible spark in the darkness.

She immediately became anxious; the light-emitting device on Ben's head was also a deadly lure for them.

The monsters of the Trench have already turned back.

They resembled migrating trevally, tracing spectacular arcs across the dark sea surface, rushing towards us with the ominous, Dark Sea.

Mera frantically tried to pull Ben away, but Ben remained motionless.

"Don't worry, we can use fire to deal with them."

"Fire? I told you, those torches won't burn here for long," Mera asked absurdly.

Besides, she had no other torches on her.

But Ben refused to move an inch, which made her somewhat desperate.

Is this the end for me?

Will my final fate be to perish in the mouths of these monsters and become pitiful nourishment for marine life?

No!

Even so, we must fight to the very last moment!

Mera forgot that she could abandon Ben and escape on her own. She desperately tried to activate her magic, exerting almost all her strength to control the ocean current in front of her!

--At least we must send Ben out!

As she was thinking this, she suddenly felt the water temperature around her rising rapidly.

The seawater is boiling.

A crimson light shone through the black, boiling seawater bubbles and onto Mera's face.

The monsters grew even more frenzied; these creatures, who had lived for generations in the dark ditches, twisted and crawled as if they had seen the sun.

Mera turned her head away, but felt as if she were seeing a volcano burning on the seabed.

A torch cannot burn on the seabed, but a volcano can!

"This is..."

Mera was forced back by the boiling seawater and could not get close, but she heard a heavy sound coming from the roaring boiling water.

"It's Heatblast."

Ben's face flickered in the flames.

The Heatblast is not afraid of water. In fact, with Heatblast current energy level, he only needs to make a slight move to evaporate all the water in the Seven Seas in an instant, including the poles.

At that time, all marine life will become dried fish.

Ben leaned forward slightly, shielding the dazed Mera behind him.

He had extremely precise control over the temperature; the boiling steam formed a thin film in the sea, isolating Mera from him.

The scorching sun is not to be approached.

But the monsters were driven mad by Ben's light. In the areas swept by the light, the Trench began to frantically tear at their own kind, like a self-devouring feast of flesh and blood.

Even so, they did not forget Ben as their target, and rushed towards Ben as if they were not afraid of death.

The closer they got, the more the scorching heat burned their skin, and the flames spreading across the sea would even burn them to ashes!

Yet they continued to follow one after another.

Those ferocious and terrifying faces, at the last moment of their lives, revealed not pain, but redemption.

It's as if millions of years of sins have finally been completely washed away at this moment.

Think about it carefully.

Even these twisted monsters once lived under the sun millions of years ago.

However, due to Atlantis's sinful greed, they fell into the Abyss and never saw the light of day again.

Millions of years have passed, Trench, who lived in darkness, have long since degenerated into pathetic beasts. However, in the genes passed down from their time, there is still a yearning for light and the sun.

"A pathetic race that failed to evolve."

A look of pity appeared in Ben's skull-like triangular eyes.

In his view, the monsters of the Trench are actually very similar to Highbreed. They were once a glorious civilization, but tragically, they embarked on the wrong path of evolution.

However, the Highbreed encountered Ben Tennyson when they were on the verge of their racial demise, while the Trench was already beyond saving.

Omnitrix does not include the genes of non-intelligent biological species.

Being eliminated by nature is also a form of natural selection.

The only thing Ben could do was end it all with heavenly fire.

Looking at the vast army before him, he calmly raised his burning palm. The next moment, it was as if a supernova from billions of light-years away had exploded in the Abyss, igniting a dazzling brilliance.

Boom!

Mera turned her head.

That sea is still boiling.

An unknown flame still burned in the black sea, like an inextinguishable sun.

The two of them traversed the boundary between firelight and the Dark Sea, with muffled thuds of flesh exploding behind them. The fiery blossoms reflected countless spots of light in the shattered sea, like a funeral from the Abyss.

The monsters of the Trench Kingdom have been completely wiped out.

Ben also transformed from that terrifying Fire Demon into Ripjaws.

"You look much better like this." Mera a sigh of relief.

Compared to the Heatblast, Mera immediately felt that Ripjaws handsome and still had a certain charm.

Ben glanced at her.

You're really hungry.

"Hungry? I am a little hungry." Mera touched her flat stomach and nodded.

After such a fierce battle, she was starving.

"I'll treat you to some spray mushrooms later." Ben patted her shoulder enthusiastically. "Don't worry, I'm Spider-Man too, so my Silk are definitely made of protein!"

Mera:???

I don't understand, smida.

As long as there's food, that's fine.

She blushed and nodded sweetly.

"Next, we have to get through that vortex, right?"

She snapped out of her reverie and looked at the enormous Seabed Whirlpool in the distance.

This is a truly catastrophic force; the enormous vortex churns up the entire Dark Sea, capable of tearing anything to shreds.

Although Mera can also control ocean currents, her abilities are insignificant compared to Mera's, and even Ben can't do anything about it.

He had tried to change the ocean currents to calm the whirlpool, but a powerful energy within the whirlpool resisted him, making it difficult for Ben to use his abilities.

After much thought, it must be the power of Poseidon Trident.

Even before they got close, they could already feel a tremendous suction force.

The gathering seawater pulled at their bodies, as if trying to tear them both to pieces.

"We should find something with a large tonnage!"

Mera at the top of her lungs.

"Does your amazing tool have any solutions?"

"Certainly!"

Ben nodded, then slammed his watch down, transforming into a hero he had never been before.

"Sucker Punch!"

A slender, delicate flower branch immediately replaced the Ripjaws.

This is Alien Hero formed from the genes of Vilgax. Theoretically speaking, this race is not very strong, but like Ripjaws and Waterhazard, as an aquatic hero, he can also fuse the power of various races in Atlantis.

More importantly, he's huge!

Sucker Punch, activate Super Transformation!

Ben twisted his body, and the flower branch instantly enlarged, its tentacles spreading out, transforming in the blink of an eye into a gigantic deep-sea monster.

"You can transform into a cephalopod?"

Mera cried out in surprise.