All the way here, the journey had been smooth sailing, with hardly anything happening. It left Dole feeling rather strange. How could his luck be this good?
The two quickly approached the island. Then the small sailboat dropped into the sea; they did not dare fly through the sky.
The diary had recorded that those two powerful magical beasts were in the sky. Neither of them dared release their mental power and could only rely on their own senses, which was somewhat miserable.
The instant the two landed on the sea, a torrent surged up from beneath the surface. The sea within several thousand meters suddenly heaved, the water split apart, and a gaping maw lunged up from below, swallowing the entire small sailboat.
If it bit down, the sailboat would definitely be crushed to pieces.
Dole's expression changed sharply. At such close range, neither of them had sensed it. What the hell was this thing?
He swayed abruptly. White light flashed around him, and he had already left the sailboat. When he reappeared, he was in the sky.
With a thunderous boom, the seawater exploded. The little sailboat beneath his feet was swallowed in one bite, spraying water everywhere with a tremendous crash.
Dole hovered in the sky, staring below in a daze. This monster really had something. Its concealment was so perfect that it had not leaked the slightest trace of aura?
Or perhaps the two had simply landed in the wrong spot, right on top of the creature's mouth. No wonder they had failed to notice it. Without using mental power and relying only on perception, it was difficult to detect a monster that was deliberately hiding itself.
The huge mouth bit down, its tremendous force of jaw sending sprays hundreds of meters into the air. With