"The baby whale... left... no innocents involved..."
Especially this promise and the serious threat of "complete erasure" were like a red-hot iron, scorching hard on Demon Empress's heart, which had long been filled with hatred and decay, but still retained the last trace of attachment to the ethnic group.
Its body, as huge as a mountain, was wrapped in dark red withering energy as thick as plasma, and it trembled violently uncontrollably, causing the countless blood vessel-like gray "Spider Web" veins connected throughout its body to flicker, making a heart-breaking sound like a dead branch breaking.
"Roar--!!!"
A low, painful roar, full of endless grief, anger and unwillingness, was like a muffled thunder coming from deep in the earth, rumbling through the core area of the lair. This roar was not directed at the outside world, but originated from Demon Empress's own unventable rage and dying madness.
Its originally dim and huge eyes suddenly burst out with a terrifying, fierce and violent blood light because of Sea Dragon Douluo's words, the fear of the extinction of the ethnic group, and the rage against its own incompetence.
"Quiet."
A voice without any emotion rang out, like the sharpest ice blade, cutting off the roar that was about to get out of control, and also calmed Demon Empress's reason that was about to collapse. Kraken's huge ice-blue eyes were still watching without any wavering. The outside scene fed back by "Spider Web" - the unmistakable figure of Sea Dragon Douluo, the increasingly gray face of Sea Maiden Douluo, and the formation of the Sea God Island Army that was ready but hinting of restlessness.
"Is he crazy... or are you crazy?" Demon Empress's mental fluctuations shook violently, with the hoarseness and madness of a dying beast, "Get out? Be upright? Hahaha...Sea God Island's lackeys, when did you ever talk about being upright?! This is a trap! A naked trap! They want to force us out and catch them all! The aura of the old dragon... is more terrifying than before! If you go out, you will die! A dead end!!"
Another relatively weak, but equally full of resentment and fear mental waves joined in, coming from a slightly smaller Demon Whale Empress guard with large scales falling off its body, revealing the rotten flesh and blood underneath. "I can't believe it... they... just want to kill all of us... cubs... they won't let it go..."
"Consume them..." The third wave came from the other guard who was more seriously injured and almost half-breathed. Its words were intermittent, but it revealed a hysterical determination, "Consume them to death... use your power... use the poison of the heresy... turn this place into a cemetery... die together..."
Deep in the lair, despair and the madness of death spread like poison. The three giant beasts that once dominated the deep sea are suffering from severe injuries and the fear of annihilation. Their sanity is rapidly disintegrating, replaced by the most primitive and all-destroying beast nature.
Kraken turned a deaf ear to their roars and despair. His huge body, which was almost integrated with the shadow of the lair, turned slightly, and his cold eyes swept over the three giant beasts that were barely held together by "Spider Web" but were already in the wind.
"Demon Empress, your two guards are right and wrong." Kraken's mental fluctuations did not fluctuate at all, as if he was stating a fact that had nothing to do with him, "Hailong is using conspiracy. He has seen through it, and if he continues to use it up, they may not be the first to be able to hold on."
He paused, and in the depths of his ice-blue eyes, light flashed silently like a flow of data, calculating every possibility.
"The effect of the first wave of my attacks was acceptable, but it consumed the remaining Soul Power from Sea Spear and my own reserves. It is continuously released and the total amount is limited. They only need to hold on and use the Sea Star Douluo to continuously Purification the surroundings and gradually compress the space. In the end, we still have no way to escape."
"And he saw your remaining care for those 'baby whales', and also saw the fear of his subordinates towards Dan-Devour. So, he gave you, and himself, a seemingly 'fair' choice."
"Go out and fight head-on. The young whale can survive and his elite can be saved. If he doesn't go out, he will attack by force, at the cost of casualties of some of the elite. But in the end, you and I will both die, and the young whale will not be spared."
"He calculated that even if there was only a slight possibility, you would not want to witness the final severance of the bloodline of the clan. He calculated even more accurately that continued consumption would have less impact on his overall strength, while for us... it would be a slow death."
For the first time, Kraken's mental fluctuations brought with it a hint of almost cruel rational analysis, piercing the deepest part of Demon Empress's heart:
"How many percent of the combat strength do the three of you have left? Or... how many percent of Sea Dragon Douluo's strength can we withstand the frontal impact?"
These words, like ice water on top, caused Demon Empress and the two guards who fell into madness to freeze for an instant.
The lair fell into a deathly silence. There was only the gurgling sound of the withering energy flowing, and the heavy and difficult breathing of the three giant beasts - or, in other words, the gasping sound of dying.
The bloody light in Demon Empress's eyes dimmed slightly, and the huge body no longer trembled with anger. Instead, there was a deeper and heart-stopping silence. It slowly "feeled" itself - the majestic Soul Power that was once enough to overturn the river and the sea was now gone.
"...30%... at most 30%..." For a long time, Demon Empress's mental fluctuations full of decay and bitterness sounded faintly, "If you burn the last bloodline Origin at all costs... maybe you can explode to 50% of its heyday... with one blow. After one blow, you will definitely die."
There was no more madness in its voice, only bottomless exhaustion and desolation.
"... I... less than 20%..." The mental fluctuations of a guard were as thin as a gossamer, with a hoarse sound like metal friction, "Soul Core... cracks... could... collapse at any time..."
"...10%... maybe... less..." The guard on the other end was in a worse state, with intermittent mental fluctuations that were almost difficult to condense. "Consciousness... is... dissipating..."
The answer is brutal and clear.
The three overlords of the deep sea who once dominated the deep sea may not be able to produce a stable combat power combined with that of one Sea God Island Sacred Pillar Guardian in perfect condition. They are already three empty shells that have been forcibly hung up, strong on the outside and dry on the inside. Perhaps the greatest value is the terrifying energy burst produced when Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast self-destructs.
In Kraken's ice-blue eyes, the light of the data flow slowly subsided. This result did not exceed his calculations.
"Thirty percent, two percent, one percent..." He repeated coldly, "Burning Origin can have the power of a blow. So, you chose to be here, like rats in the gutter, watching your children turn into dust with you in despair, and then die completely with this last unwillingness and powerlessness..."
His mental fluctuations increased slightly, with an almost bewitching coldness:
"Or choose to go out, before being completely extinguished, use your last strength to bite and roar like a real overlord of the deep sea, and make those high-ranking lackeys of God pay a price they will never forget?"
"Use your lives to exchange for one, so that you can continue your bloodline?"
"Use your blood to tell the old dragon outside who thinks he controls everything..."
"Deep Sea Demon Whale Clan's backbone has never been... really broken."