Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The sea wind, laden with mist, lashed Taylor's face. Countless fish and shrimp carcasses floated on the surface, including even apex marine predators such as whales and sharks.
The surrounding environment was extremely harsh. Faint black volcanic ash drifted through the air, carrying the stench of sulfur. The seawater was scorching hot, and the rising steam mixed with the sulfurous volcanic fumes, making it incredibly unpleasant.
Taylor was not shaken in the slightest by such conditions. His attention was fixed solely on Ghidorah's head, which had already fallen into the sea.
Piloting his speedboat, Taylor arrived at the battlefield where Godzilla and Ghidorah had just fought. The seawater here was still constantly steaming, while fish and shrimp carcasses rolled about in the boiling water like seafood being cooked.
Taylor had no desire to lift the helmet of his diving suit and take a bite of those cooked fish and shrimp. Who knew whether their corpses contained anything strange?
The Oxygen Destroyer had nearly wiped out every living thing within several miles. It had not only shown Taylor the terrifying power of humanity's weapons in this plane, but had also invisibly guaranteed the safety of his salvage operation.
Upon reaching his destination, Taylor did not even bother with his speedboat. Wearing his homemade diving suit, he plunged headfirst into the sea.
The instant he entered the ocean, Taylor's homemade diving suit lit up with a blue glow. Witchcraft runes of varying functions began to shine across its surface.
After looting a large quantity of magical metals from the Merfolk Plane, Taylor had immediately begun crafting a sturdy, durable Diving Combat Suit that would let him breathe freely underwater and remain unaffected by sea pressure.
This Diving Combat Suit was entirely forged from magical metals native to the Merfolk