"Do you know it?"
Fu Qian glanced at Rachel, who was frantically dealing with a spot of corrosive acid that had splashed onto her.
From their few encounters, it was clear that her abilities were mainly Mental System-based. She wasn't particularly good in a fight.
Still, she'd been lucky this time. The talkative giant ray hadn't targeted her first.
And most of the acid it sprayed afterward had been blocked by a shield that looked like both frost and flame.
That familiar power had clearly come from the symbiotic armor on her shoulder.
"I don't know it..."
At last, Rachel took off her outer leather jacket and tossed it into the sea. Though she didn't understand why Fu Qian was asking, she answered him very seriously.
"I've never heard of a monster like that."
"Then it must be a native. It's never been exposed to the civilized world. No wonder it has such terrible manners."
Fu Qian sighed, looking as if he somewhat understood.
The next moment, his figure vanished again.
He went back in?
Rachel stared, mouth agape, at the familiar sight. A moment ago, Fu Qian had seemed to say the creature was understandable. Now he was leaping high into the air again.
Boom!
This time, the explosion rang out in midair.
The pursuing monster reacted before that figure could even reach the sea.
Almost all of its mouth-spikes danced through the air, sweeping toward him from every angle.
This thing was clearly much more vicious than the fishmen!
Yet just as he seemed about to be riddled with holes, Mr. Fang didn't dodge or evade. He opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar.
I admit, that roar had some real power behind it, but—
The spectators' confusion vanished in an instant. Each of those spikes