Nether Sea Shore.
The Ghost Ship, which rarely appeared near the coast, had started fighting a sea monster shaped like a sea cucumber.
The way the two sides fought was different from that of the outside world.
It looked somewhat primitive.
And somewhat ordinary.
But as a top-tier Awakened, Jiang Qiao could clearly recognize that every one of their attacks was highly effective and lethal.
This was a battle from the most terrifying Supernatural place.
There were no flashy, bizarre methods—only simple, practical killing blows.
Of course.
For the moment, neither side could kill the other.
After their stalemate, it seemed this battle was no more sophisticated than those in the outside world.
However.
Only those with abundant experience could see that if these two Evil Spirits appeared in the outside world, they would be capable of slaughtering opponents of the same realm single-handedly.
The Ghost Ship fired a full broadside.
Every cannonball was equivalent to an attack at the peak of the Eighth Tier.
More than thirty shots from one side.
That was equivalent to launching more than thirty attacks in an instant.
Who among those of the same realm could block them?
Moreover, by now Jiang Qiao had realized that the sea monster could not dodge not merely because of its enormous body. The Ghost Ship also seemed to possess some kind of locking ability.
Before every shot, the gunner would use measuring instruments to check the angle.
That was interesting.
Such instruments naturally existed in reality as well.
They simply were not very practical.
Out at sea, ships were moving and waves were flying. It was perfectly normal for a cannonball to veer dozens of meters off course.
Before fire-control radar was developed.
The actual hit rate of those steel behemoths sailing across the oceans was not