If the Fear-Killing Cannon hit them now, there was no question: the Long-Legged would be destroyed instantly, with no chance of survival. Even using the Bow Cannon would do no good.
The Long-Legged was restrained and could not adjust its heading.
Besides, even if their aim was true, the tentacles would drag the Long-Legged down with them, and the outcome would be little better.
"I'm leaving the Iron Brotherhood to you. From now on... you're the boss!"
Yu Dawei sent Zhang Zhi a private message with his last words.
"Boss... no!!"
Meanwhile, Su Na was also messaging Yang Yi. Since Yang Yi had left the ship, system private messages were their only reliable means of communication.
Cui Xiya was messaging him too, but hers were all useless lines like "Think of something!", "We're going to die!", and "We're doomed!" Yang Yi ignored them, leaving her to dart anxiously around the wheelhouse.
Su Na, however, remained composed and unflustered. After nodding, she immediately turned the Long-Legged, aiming the Bow Cannon at the distant Fear-Killing Cannon, which was poised to fire.
The sequence flowed seamlessly, without the slightest interference from the strange tentacles.
"Huh...?"
Cui Xiya stopped darting around and flew to the Long-Legged's fish eye. Pressing against the one-way transparent hatch to look outside, she discovered that the hideous tentacles had suddenly vanished, without a trace.
There were, however, some granular crystals in the water, slowly dispersing and dissolving. They looked like sea salt.
"Phew... good thing I kept something in reserve and asked Su Na to give this back!"
Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, holding a crystal box containing a short white spear made of salt.
This was a superweapon developed by the Kambal Duchy to combat Rotting Whales-the "Fake Salt Spike."
But practice had proven that it