On the deck.
The rain was still falling.
The briny seawater mingled with the cold wind.
Kanzai stood at the edge of the tilted deck.
He stared at the two enormous dark-red tentacles on the ground.
Each was over ten meters long.
They were as thick as massive smokestacks.
Their dark-red suckers still twitched on instinct.
Slime pooled all over the deck.
The Enhancement Nen surrounding Botobai had yet to dissipate.
He maintained his defensive stance.
But the enemy had already fled.
Kanzai rubbed his eyes hard.
He turned his head.
He looked at the man in the Hawaiian shirt.
Luo Ye was wringing seawater from his clothes, his face full of disgust.
"That lousy seafood."
Luo Ye cursed and grumbled.
"The ink it sprayed was pitch-black."
"It dirtied your boss's limited-edition shirt-nine ninety-nine, free shipping."
The control room door was shoved open.
Cheadle rushed out with Mizaistom and Pariston.
A large group of fully armed Hunter Association hunters followed behind them.
They had been prepared for a desperate, do-or-die defensive battle.
But when they rushed onto the deck.
Everyone froze.
There was no sea monster, nor any horrifying breach in the hull.
There were only two enormous tentacles.
And the man complaining about his dirty clothes.
Cheadle adjusted the green-framed glasses on her nose.
Her breathing became wildly erratic.
"Where's the monster?"
Cheadle asked loudly.
Kanzai pointed at Luo Ye.
"He dove down and punched it away."
Kanzai's voice carried a dreamlike sense of unreality.
"I'm losing it."
A young hunter blurted it out without thinking.
Cheadle's heart skipped a beat.
She stared fixedly at Luo Ye.
Her assessment of this man's danger.
Rose countless levels higher in her mind once again.
He could take down a deep-sea behemoth of that caliber with one punch.
That already surpassed Chairman