(The chapter title is the song title)
(The fight scenes in this chapter were absolutely thrilling!)
(That's giving the Deep a lot of face.)
Amidst the chaotic blood and water, the Deep finally found a foothold and struggled to suspend his body on it.
"Fuck! What the hell?!"
The Deep coughed violently underwater, a sharp pain shooting through his chest, as if several bones were broken.
He wiped away the blood-tinged mist from the corner of his eye and stared intently at the water where the mud and sand had dispersed, trying to confirm the appearance of the "humanoid creature."
Wearing a high-collared naval uniform, his eyes were white...
no?
Why does this image look so familiar? Damn, where have I seen it before?
It was at this moment that he suddenly recalled the time when he first joined the Seven.
Edgar led him to the Vought Memorial Museum to introduce the original members.
Edgar walked to the fourth display case, turned his head, and his gaze fell on the huge color photograph behind the glass.
He was an officer with a short haircut, standing on the deck, looking particularly upright against the backdrop of his old-fashioned, high-collared naval uniform.
"Besides the three original Superman led by Soldier Boy, Torpedo was also one of the main forces."
"As one of the first experimental subjects for military applications, it possesses rare abilities such as underwater breathing and high-speed impact capability."
Following Edgar's words, the Deep stood to the side and behind, filled with longing, looking at the face in the photo...
Suddenly, it overlapped with the face that had met the shadow of the sea in front of it.
The moment the Deep saw that face clearly, his mind suddenly couldn't process it.
" Torpedo... weren't they dead by World War II? How could they be?!"
According to Vought's public information, Torpedo, like Soldier Boy, was one of the first Superman, but he had long been officially declared dead in the line of duty.
The Deep still remembers watching his funeral on live television when he was a child.
But now, the "dead" Torpedo is actually hanging alive at the bottom of the water, its grayish-white pupils wide open.
Damn it... Did it come back to life?
Before the Deep could recover from its shock, the muscles and veins on the surface of the Torpedo suddenly bulged up in an instant.
Then, he moved.
With a powerful burst, the Torpedo's legs unleashed an extreme and terrifying thrust, instantly tearing a trail of dense white foam underwater.
Like a Negasonic Teenage Warhead fired from a cannon, it hurtled straight into the Deep with a deafening roar!
Soon, covered in a cloud of water and bubbles, the Torpedo, carrying its impact, slammed solidly into the hastily erected arms in the Deep.
"Snap!"
The sharp crack of breaking bones echoed loudly underwater.
In that instant, the forearm bone in the Deep was instantly slammed inward by the extremely powerful impact.
The first point of contact is the arms, and then the entire body is affected.
Thump!
The immense impact instantly pierced through his entire body; The Deep let out a muffled groan before being sent flying backward.
Its back, resisting the water flow, crashed heavily into the first sturdy concrete pile.
"Boom--"
Concrete fragments and steel bars exploded instantly.
With its momentum undiminished, it smashed through a second one in succession, finally cutting through a line of water and crashing into the ruins of the trench amidst a large amount of billowing mist.
"Aaaaaah... it hurts so much!"
The Deep's back arched sharply like a bow, convulsing violently beneath a chaotic pile of rocks, its broken arms bent at an eerie angle.
Thick, fresh blood flowed down his wounds and mouth, quickly turning the surrounding seawater a misty red.
Outside the ruins, the Torpedo, propelled by its immense physical inertia, traced an arc underwater, brought itself to a stop, and then turned around.
With those lifeless, grayish eyes, like those of a dead fish, he fixed his gaze on the pile of stones through the pervasive blood mist and mud.
"Splash!"
The next second, his leg muscles suddenly contracted, kicking a large crater into the seabed rocks.
The raging waves were instantly torn apart in a circular motion, carrying with them a cloud of blood and mud, and rolled straight over.
" Aisha! Little Bull! Give him... bite him to death!"
The Deep struggled, enduring excruciating pain, and emitted a high-frequency resonant signal, which spread continuously to the surrounding waters.
At the very moment the resonant signal receives feedback.
Two heavy bull sharks, a white shark Aisha, and a large, thick eel over ten meters long from the harbor suddenly surged out from the shadows.
Behind the eel, hundreds of highly venomous box jellyfish and black-spotted sea snakes formed a pressing undercurrent, surging forward.
The giant eel, tens of meters long, suddenly coiled around the Torpedo's torso and limbs, tightening its grip forcefully.
The rubbery muscles contracted abruptly in a very short time.
Aisha and the bull shark opened their massive jaws, which were covered in barbs and serrated edges, and bit down hard on the Torpedo's left and right shoulder blades.
The sharp teeth pierced the flesh smoothly, staining it a dark red.
However, the Torpedo didn't even blink.
His face, as white as Deadman, was expressionless. Instead, he suddenly stretched his hands forward and gripped the bull shark's upper and lower jaws tightly!
Then, relying solely on the brutal violence of his body, he ripped his hands apart violently!
"Pfft!"
He tore the bull shark, weighing several hundred pounds, in half from its mouth, its internal organs, bone fragments, and thick blood gushing out instantly, blending into the surrounding darkness.
"No!! Little Bull!!"
The Deep's eyes were wide and gaping.
Immediately afterwards, the Torpedo's hands, like iron clamps, dug directly into the giant eel's brain.
With a ruthless expression, he crushed the eel's head!
Just as Aisha rushed up to the Torpedo, attempting to bite off Torpedo neck with her massive jaws, he delivered a powerful punch that slammed into her skull.
A cloud of dark mist drifted out.
Aisha's skull caved in and shattered on the spot.
Those deep black fish eyes instantly lost their luster, and with its white belly turned up, it sank straight down into the cold seabed!
(Please don't scold me)
" Aisha--!!"
The Deep, only excruciating pain remained in his consciousness.
He'd known these sharks in Port of Newark for three years, and he often brought them leftover salmon heads from restaurants.
In his moments of despair, they were the only two close friends he could speak to without reservation in these icy waters.
And now, all his closest friends whom he met in these waters have been brutally killed by Torpedo.
At this moment, hundreds of highly venomous jellyfish entangled the Torpedo's skin, injecting poison into its nematocysts.
But the Torpedo didn't react at all; with a single swing of its arm, the raging waves instantly tore all the sea snakes and jellyfish to shreds!
"Damn beast... Little Bull just gave birth to two daughters, Aisha could have lived much longer... Torpedo, I'm going to fucking kill you!"
The Deep suddenly went berserk, his eyes turning bloodshot.
All the cowardice and hesitation in my heart were completely burned away in that moment.
All that remained in my mind was—a bloody battle!
The Deep gritted its teeth and forcefully activated its abilities, attempting to manipulate the blood within the Torpedo's body.
But the next second, the Deep's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with horror.
Damn it... I can't move!
In his perception, there wasn't a single drop of blood flowing inside the Torpedo!
The blood vessels were filled with clumps of an extremely strange, highly viscous mixture of preservative gel and blood.
Like hardened rubber, it clings tightly to the surrounding blood vessel walls.
"Fuck Vought..."
Before he could even recover his composure...
The Torpedo violently tore through the murky blood mist and charged straight at us!
He raised his heavy foot and stomped hard on the belly of the Deep, "boom" pinning him firmly to the seabed sand and mud, kicking up a large cloud of murky mud.
A heavy fist, as hard as iron, brought with it violent water pressure, and slammed down on the face of the Deep like a high-speed pile driver!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Each subsequent punch landed squarely on the Deep's body.
In an instant, muffled thuds of flesh filled the air, and sprays of blood gushed forth!
In just a few seconds, the Deep's nasal bone was smashed and broken, and several blood-stained teeth were ejected from his mouth.
His ribs cracked repeatedly, his eyes bulged and bloodshot, the extreme instantaneous connection left him in a near-fainting state.
At that moment, the Torpedo grabbed the Deep by the hair, yanked him out of the mud and sand like a rag doll, then pressed his head down and rammed him into the edge of the trench.
Thump!
The underwater slope collapsed in an instant, with boulders and silt tumbling down in a frenzy.
The Deep was relentlessly pressed down by Torpedo, plummeting from a 30-meter-deep seabed slope straight into a 100-meter-deep dark trench!
The hard, protruding rock spikes along the way shattered under the high-speed impact of the two, and the spine of the Deep slammed heavily against the rock spikes, suffering repeated blows and severe damage.
In absolute darkness and extreme the Deep static pressure.
The Torpedo continued their relentless barrage, raining down on the already battered face of the Deep.
The violent water pressure even forced the blood that had just been ejected from the Deep back into the shattered flesh wounds before it could spread out, thanks to forces several times greater than those on the surface!
"..."
The view of the Deep was completely obscured by black spots and modalities.
A severe feeling of suffocation and dizziness.
The excruciating pain that made him wish he were dead was all mixed together, turning into a drill that relentlessly burrowed into his cerebral cortex.
"... Am I going to die here?"
"I haven't even become the second-in-command yet..."
" Little Bull, Aisha... they're all dead..."
"Why?! Why am I a marginalized clown on land, and now back in the water, I'm being used as a punching bag by this Deadman?!"
At that moment, an indescribable sense of humiliation and extreme ferocity suddenly exploded in his mind.
Fuck...
His breath was barely a thread; his life hung by a thread.
The words John and Frenchie had once said to him suddenly resurfaced clearly in his final moments.
"Water, besides flowing, also possesses an intangible force."
If possible, it could be a steel plate, or it could be a hydraulic press of unlimited weight.
" The Deep, learn more, this is fucking physics."
In the Deep, the natural water pressure is more than ten times that at the surface!
The pupils of the Deep contracted sharply.
"Water control is a single aspect, but when applied to an entire sea area, it allows for a greater synergy of water-related factors."
"Get the hell out of my way!!"
The Deep's mind surged, channeling all its senses and spiritual power into this pressurized body of water.
The piercing mental energy spread wildly like an invisible sonar net.
The Torpedo was instantly "stripped" of nearly five Cosmic Cube of water from the sea and quickly locked onto!
Just as the Torpedo, following its usual pattern, was about to strike him in the face with a powerful punch,...
Seizing the opportunity, the Deep suddenly clasped his hands tightly together in front of his chest!
He forcibly compressed and locked the molecules in those five tons of water, instantly forming an extremely high-density "fluid hardening".
"Thump--"
With a muffled thud, the Torpedo's powerful punch, just three centimeters from the tip of the Deep nose, was suddenly stopped by an extremely strong resistance, unable to advance an inch.
The Torpedo twitched with force, and before he could pull his arm back, the Deep manipulated the five tons of water, constantly switching between high pressure and extreme flow velocity in a very short time.
The water flow velocity surged instantly in that section, and the water pressure plummeted and then surged again!
Hundreds of millions of vacuum bubbles are generated instantly on the surface of the Torpedo, and then violently collapse and explode under the pressure of tens of atmospheres!
"Boom! Boom!"
In an instant, countless microscopic " Water Explosion " detonated in a chain reaction on the Torpedo's surface.
Although Torpedo are physically strong, they cannot withstand the repeated bombardments with the power of hand grenades.
In a very short time, his body was blasted open with bloody gashes, and some of his limbs cracked and splintered under the repeated explosions.
At that moment, the Torpedo's dead fish eyes finally revealed a biological instinct of grief.
Its legs thrashed violently, trying to break through the high-pressure vortex and float to the surface to escape.
"Trying to run? Get out of here and go to hell!"
Ignoring the stinging pain in his head, the Deep forcefully activated his mental power.
The five tons of high-pressure water under his control instantly converged above the Torpedo.
It then accumulates along the surrounding water, before crashing down vertically at an initial velocity of tens of meters per second.
The accumulation of five tons of water already created immense pressure, and at the moment of impact, it generated an even more terrifying and exaggerated kinetic energy.
"Die!!"
The Deep clenched its hands tightly, enveloping the Torpedo's entire body in five tons of water, causing it to collapse and contract inwards.
cage!
"Buzz--Thump!!!"
The overlapping and intertwining of dozens of atmospheres of pressure condensed the five tons of high-pressure water into an unstoppable giant hammer.
Even with the V1 enhancements, the Torpedo was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree before this overwhelming physical force.
The dark trench, hundreds of meters deep, was pierced in an instant, and the massive sea rocks that jutted out along the way were instantly reduced to dust upon contact.
The Torpedo's entire body was like an iron nail that had been forcibly driven into the ground by a 10,000-ton pile driver.
It slammed heavily into the ground with an extremely abnormal acceleration.
Wherever it passed, the seabed cracked and the rocks collapsed.
In an instant, the Torpedo's entire body was crushed and dented, its spine shattering inch by inch.
The skull was crushed open like a watermelon.
But it didn't stop there.
The extreme pressure, combined with destructive kinetic energy, repeatedly crushed the Torpedo's body, sending it hurtling through the air amidst rubble and sea mud.
With a final, muffled thud.
The flesh and blood body was crushed into a lump of minced meat, embedded firmly in the deepest crevice of the trench, and remained motionless.
The violently surging sea current gradually calmed down.
"..."
The icy seawater lapped against the shore.
Black, viscous silt, mixed with the smells of asphalt and diesel, filled the Deep's nasal cavity and wounds.
"Cough... cough cough!"
The Deep struggled to inhale a mouthful of fishy-smelling air, its lungs stinging, before exhaling a large mouthful of thick blood mixed with mud, sand, and fragments of internal organs.
After the burst of energy under extremely high pressure, he was now completely exhausted.
It can only be like a rotten fish completely stranded on the beach, belly up, letting the bright lights in the distance pierce the night.
At this moment.
Suddenly, beams of bright, blinding light appeared in the distant dock area, with searchlights flashing incessantly.
"High-energy reaction detected near Channel 3, quick!"
"Search the mudflats! Any unusual activity is permitted to be opened fire immediately!"
The sound of boots crunching through the mud, the scraping of heavy bulletproof vests, and harsh shouts mingled together as they rapidly approached.
Soon, a dozen Vought Security Department spotted the "person" and immediately formed a fan-shaped formation to surround him.
"Zzz--"
Dozens of glaring red dots were aimed at his head, throat, and bloodied chest.
"Fuck! This... this is the Deep?!"
When the captain in charge saw the bloodied figure lying in the mud, he gasped in shock.
He instinctively took a half step back, his finger pressed firmly on the trigger.
(I took the day off yesterday, but updates will resume as normal!)
(The writing style and intensity of the epic battle will remain consistently high; please don't skip ahead in the later chapters!)