The Father of Sharks

A figure emerged, carried by the black current.

It lies face up in the water.

His body was swollen, his skin was pale, his clothes were torn, and he had many wounds, large and small.

Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

I was stunned for a full three seconds.

Only from the other person's distinctive scarred face could one tell that this was Huang Lingheng.

Huang Lingheng was not dead. His body was trembling slightly, his pupils were dilated, and he was staring straight at the sky.

He spat out a mouthful of black liquid and muttered under his breath, "Wrong, wrong, wrong..."

Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng wore expressions of disbelief.

What on earth is going on?!

Why did Huang Lingheng appear like this? And what about Shen Hui?

Did Shen Hui win their duel?

But how could that be!

Huang Lingheng couldn't possibly be that weak.

Zhiyue had hoped to arrive in time to help Shen Hui, but now Huang Lingheng had failed?

No, no, no, it has a very comical, unreal feel to it.

Leng Zimeng had already gone over and helped Huang Lingheng up.

"What happened? What went wrong inside? Did you fail?"

Huang Lingheng's dilated pupils gradually returned to normal. Although he wasn't in the best of spirits, he shouted excitedly:

"It's starting! It's starting!"

Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng couldn't understand what Huang Lingheng was saying and were completely confused. What started?

However, given Huang Lingheng's current condition, better communication is not possible.

But just then, the sound of shattering glass came from ahead.

"Click~"

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.

Huang Lingheng's face was filled with fear.

The sphere in front of them shattered completely, turning into fragments that fell to the ground.

That world shattered completely.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze at that moment.

They felt like they were underwater, unable to breathe.

This is an aura, an aura with a powerful sense of oppression!

After the world collapsed, a huge, unknown black substance appeared there.

Sometimes it transforms into a gushing stream of black water, and sometimes it transforms into a wisp of drifting black mist.

Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng's hearts raced. They looked at each other, unsure why.

The two of them felt a sense of fear.

Although one exists in the Creator Form, the other is isolated and possesses the power of the world.

But that feeling comes from the spirit, from the depths of the soul, from the marrow of the body.

From the inside out.

It's as if it already exists within their bodies.

The two of them instinctively took a few steps back.

Then, at that moment, the unknown substance began to twist rapidly, like a piece of chewing gum.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~"

The sound of waves crashing and splashing emanated from it.

A terrifying, highly destructive wave emanated from it.

The surrounding space began to collapse.

Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng both caught a faint, fishy smell unique to the ocean.

The sound of the waves echoing in my ears seemed to be mixed with an indescribable whisper.

They are extremely seductive, but they don't know what they are seducing, or even that they themselves are being seduced.

Their eyes began to redden.

They were like being in the deepest part of the ocean, facing endless darkness.

All these feelings constantly shift between reality and illusion.

For a fleeting moment, they couldn't even tell whether they were real or unreal, as they stood there.

Huang Lingheng screamed like a madman, "It's here! It's here! It's starting!"

Within the distorted, unknown matter, a black figure emerged.

The dark figure moved forward, breaking through the unknown substance and emerging from it.

It happened the instant the other person stepped out.

Boom~

Something seemed to explode in their minds, and their bodies trembled.

At the same time, an unknown force emanated from here and began to engulf the entire city.

It's not that we don't know what kind of power it is, but rather that the power is unknown and Unspeakable.

Therefore, no one could detect it.

Tonight, everyone is destined to have an unforgettable dream.

The figure that emerged looked very similar to Shen Hui in his Creator Form.

However, sharp barbs grew on his elbow joints.

The face, devoid of features, also had a crack in the middle.

You can see that it is filled with densely packed, layered, ever-shrinking sharp teeth.

The Tentacles on its back had disappeared, replaced by something like fish fins.

The last floating halo also transformed into a combination of black water and mist.

His appearance was accompanied by rage, destruction, and violence, but beneath these emotions, at the deepest, most primal level, remained the Unspeakable.

It's completely incomprehensible.

After he appeared, the surrounding space began to crumble and shatter.

Wisps of murky mist, like flowing water, began to emanate from his body.

The space I'm touching is peeling away little by little, turning into another world.

The Death World is invading this real world.

"Shen Hui!"

Zhiyue called out Shen Hui's name, but Shen Hui just stood there blankly, without any reaction.

Moreover, the drifting mist and mixture also stripped away the space they were in, turning it into Death World.

Flesh and blood began to proliferate on the ground, and a layer of black water began to flow as well.

Pollution began to erode their bodies.

Zhiyue quickly opened up her own Creation World to resist.

However, in the Real World, there is simply no way to fight against it.

Even the world she created began to be stripped away, transformed, and polluted.

Leng Zimeng said, "Huang Lingheng succeeded! He's out of control! The Death God's ritual is about to begin!"

Huang Lingheng, who had been standing there in a daze, heard Leng Zimeng's words.

Those images from before flashed through my mind instantly.

Something awakened from Shen Hui's world.

Then came towering waves, surging and raging from that black ocean.

The seawater surged, and the water level rose.

It was as if something had appeared in the seabed, squeezing all the seawater out.

The surging sea began to engulf the land, turning the entire battlefield and the entire world into a vast ocean.

The seawater smoothed out the cracks in the earth and swallowed the fiery rain and thunderstorms from the sky.

As a giant wave, tens of thousands of meters high, gathered, it burst forth with dazzling white light, illuminating the seawater.

And it was in this giant wave that Huang Lingheng saw that enormous, terrifying creature that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

It resembles a megalodon, radiating a white light, but its lower body is covered with densely packed, intertwined Tentacles, each covered with eyes.

It devours disaster, it devours reason, and hunger makes it perpetually insatiable.

The whispers echoing in his ears gradually revealed the name of the terrifying creature before him.

The Transcendent incarnation of Cthulhu — the Father of Sharks!

Because his reason overwhelmed him, he gradually forgot what happened afterward.

But now, having recovered a little, Huang Lingheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly called out:

"Wrong! Wrong!"

"Everything is wrong! This isn't a ritual; it's far more terrifying than death!"