The three submersible crewmen hardly dared breathe. They had no way of knowing whether this octopus, larger than any on human record, was aggressive.
Fortunately, it seemed to be merely passing by, moving its eight thick tentacles as it swam past the submersible.
"It's gone? Thank goodness. That scared me half to..."
One crewman breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly the entire submersible shook violently, cutting off the words he was about to say.
Amid cries of alarm, a gigantic eye appeared at the submersible's viewport.
The eye stared at the three men inside for a while, then slowly rolled in an almost human manner before moving away from the viewport.
Immediately afterward, a tentacle thrashed repeatedly, pushing through the resistance of the seawater to break the viewport open. The raging water pressure finally found its opportunity to unleash its fury, crushing the spherical cabin in an instant.
The three men inside the submersible died before they even had time to feel pain.
In its own unique way, the ocean had tripped up humanity's exploration.
Several marine creatures swam over and circled the giant octopus.
It blinked, rapidly contracting and extending its eight tentacles as it swam toward the surface overhead.
Meanwhile, The Deep and Blindspot floated on the surface, each riding a dolphin.
"Bro, what kind of fish do you like?" The Deep asked with a sleazy grin.
"I like braised fish and steamed fish... spicy poached fish is good too," Blindspot said solemnly.
The Deep rolled his eyes in speechless exasperation, but remained perfectly polite. "Buddy, did you know that fish have feelings just as strong as we humans do?"
Blindspot shook his head. "I don't believe it. Not unless you have them tell me themselves."
The Deep clutched his head in frustration. "Why are you so