Bai Zhu, You Blew Up Another Instance!

The blade slowly left the bridge deck.

Ryujin Jakka turned in his reverse grip, its blade sliding back along the mouth of the sheath.

Click.

The guard struck the scabbard.

The sound was quiet.

Yet the underground Black Sea fell silent for an instant.

Milluki froze.

"You figured it out?"

Shalnark tilted his head as well.

"Then we proceed according to plan?"

Only after finishing the fight did Bai Zhu murmur softly.

"Blazing Hell."

Milluki had just been about to relax, but Bai Zhu's words sent a chill down his spine.

The next second.

The Black Sea exploded.

Dozens of pillars of fire surged up from beneath the water, piercing straight through the fleet.

The three Main Sacrificial Ships Milluki had marked lasted less than half a second. Their anchors, cables, arrays, and sacrificial tanks all snapped apart in the flames.

The Black Gold pipelines convulsed wildly, trying to shrink back into the Merfolk's chest.

The fire pillars closed in.

The entire underground Black Sea was enclosed within them.

The pale golden bloodwater evaporated, white ash drifting out of the flames before being swept back in and burned away.

The Merfolk opened its mouth.

Milluki instinctively covered his ears.

But that shriek never came.

The golden eye in its forehead could not withstand the searing heat and burst apart. The golden blood that spilled out was swallowed by the flames at once, turning into flecks of starlight.

The core in its chest throbbed twice, its surface blackening layer by layer.

The pipelines embedded in the Old Cathedral behind it snapped simultaneously. The Black Gold liquid spraying from the breaks turned to ash in midair before it could touch the ground.

Uvogin raised an arm to shield his face and cursed.

"What the hell kind of fire is that?!"

Nobunaga held