Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1015 - 1008: Deepwater Bomb

Chapter 1015: Chapter 1008: Deepwater Bomb

"Okay, let’s do as you say," Luo’er nodded and said.

"Sister Moumou," Baiyue pondered for a long time, then spoke to Tangmo with a serious face, "If, I mean if, these detonators cannot be triggered at the same time, the explosive effect will surely be greatly reduced, so we must have a backup plan."

"Hmm, I’ve thought of that," Tangmo nodded in agreement, took a deep breath, then looked up at the sky, and gently called out, "Fula, do you hear my call?"

"What’s up, bad woman?" Fulajie’er’s voice soon came into her mind.

"Good, you will be the backup. After the kegs of gunpowder are thrown into the sea, you follow them, and if any of the kegs fail to explode, you’ll detonate it directly with magic," Tangmo said, not minding her nickname, her tone serious.

"Why should I take orders from you? I belong to Luo," Fulajie’er seemed to be playing tricks.

"Fulajie’er, we’re in a life or death situation now, don’t create unnecessary problems. If we’re all wiped out because of your negligence, would that make you happy?" Tangmo didn’t have the patience to argue with her and scolded her harshly.

"Fula, don’t be petulant at times like this, listen to Moumou," Luo’er said, looking up at the sky as he heard Tangmo’s sharp scolding.

"Oh, right, I’m sorry..." Not long after, the sheepish voice of Fulajie’er reached both of their minds.

"Boss," Hu Daoke came up to Luo’er, looking a bit worried as he asked, "What if the kegs of gunpowder don’t kill Leviathan but just make it mad, and it comes up and goes straight for us? How will we handle that?"

"If that happens, it would play right into our hands," Luo’er reassured him, "Don’t forget, we have a beast slayer on board."

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot, if Leviathan comes to the surface, won’t it enter Feng’s attack range? You know she’s the hero who slew Neptios!" Hu Daoke slapped his thigh, suddenly excited, turning his initial despair into a continuous surge of motivation.

"Feng," Cheng Ziang turned his head towards Feng after hearing the conversation, "You are our last hope, there must be no mistakes, follow Luo’er’s arrangements!"

"Mmm!" Feng nodded lightly, clutching the long knife in her hand, staring expressionlessly at the distant whirlpool, actively mobilizing the magic within her, ready to unleash her full power in one strike.

With the sailors’ help, Hu Daoke strung together five kegs of gunpowder into one row, tying a lot of wood to the rope, and some sailors even tied plastic bottles produced on Earth along with it. Seeing this, Hu Daoke couldn’t help but wonder if such littering would provoke protests from Earth’s environmental organizations.

After the preparations, Hu Daoke and a few sailors brought the kegs of gunpowder to the side of the ship, waiting for Tangmo’s command.

Tangmo took a deep breath, then waved her magic wand and chanted spells loudly. The incantation wasn’t long, so she quickly finished reciting it and urged, "Hurry and throw it overboard, this thing has become very dangerous now."

At her urging, everyone worked together to throw all the kegs of gunpowder down. The kegs hit the water and immediately caused a huge splash, quickly disappearing from view.

However, soon, the wood and plastic bottles they’d tied showed their effect. After floating out more than ten meters, the kegs of gunpowder surfaced one after another and then drifted towards the center of the whirlpool along with the current.

"All that’s left now is to pray..." Tangmo took a deep breath, lowered her head, and closed her eyes in prayer.

The intensity of the whirlpool seemed to be increasing, so the floating kegs of gunpowder were also being sucked into the center of the whirlpool faster. Luo’er watched the drifting kegs of gunpowder while lowering his head to check the pocket watch in his hand, estimating the timing of the explosion.

By this time, Fulajie’er had left the group, flying toward the center of the whirlpool following the kegs of gunpowder. Although she was arranged as a backup, Luo’er couldn’t help but feel worried.

Because of the seawater, the deeper one dives, the thinner the magic becomes. Hiding more than a hundred meters under the sea, Leviathan was out of Fulajie’er’s reach; she could only look on from a distance.

However, for Luo’er, the situation wasn’t necessarily too bad. With the density of the seawater, even if only one keg of firepowder were to explode, the resulting bubbles would be enough to injure Leviathan.

If this were to anger it into surfacing, the waiting Feng would deliver the most lethal blow.

Luo’er couldn’t guarantee that Feng could kill Leviathan with one strike. After all, during the incident at the Door of Annihilation, Neptios wasn’t directly slain by her. Feng had relied on Neptios’s power, attacking the Door of Annihilation repeatedly until the connection between the two worlds was severed, which split Neptios in two.

Nevertheless, as long as Leviathan stopped creating whirlpools and surfaced, the merchant ship would have a chance to escape. If Feng could then severely wound Leviathan in the process, it would create an excellent opportunity to flee.

According to people from the Otherworld, Leviathan couldn’t enter the shallows because it would lead to them stranding and dying. Luo’er felt that Leviathan must be similar to whales, unable to support themselves in shallow waters or on land due to their size, as their own weight and internal pressure would crush them. Thus, he believed that if even one keg of firepowder exploded near Leviathan, the pressure generated would be enough to scare it away.

With complex thoughts swirling in his mind, Luo’er watched the firepowder kegs finally pulled into the center of the vortex. Then he lowered his head to look at the pocket watch in his hand.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven... three, two, one..." Luo’er muttered the timing for the explosion. However, after the countdown ended, the whirlpool was still there; the firepowder kegs appeared not to have exploded.

But Luo’er didn’t panic, for when Tangmo had been embedding the Rune Detonators, he had said that the timing was set to about four minutes, not precisely four minutes. Therefore, it was reasonable for them to be a bit early or late.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..." Slightly pursing his lips, Luo’er continued the countdown in silence.

Just as he reached five, suddenly, they felt an unusual vibration, as if something under the sea had exploded, sending shudders through the water to the wooden ship, and from there to everyone on board.

Accompanying the vibration, the whirlpool suddenly shrank significantly. Next, a white area abruptly appeared on the sea surface as water was forcefully sprayed up, creating small water columns.

But soon, the columns fell back to the sea’s surface, which then fell into a brief calm. Suddenly, a huge explosion-like spray of water erupted from the sea. Then came the second, and the third.

An explosive spray of water marked the detonation of a firepowder keg. Five splashes rose up from the center of the whirlpool, signaling that all five firepowder kegs had exploded. The force of the blasts was enough to give Leviathan a good scare.

The instant they saw the sprays, Hu Daoke was the first to react, followed by a wave of cheers from the ship. That feeling of walking a circle through Ghost Gate and coming back had everyone involuntarily shouting with joy.

The explosive sprays created new waves, submerging the gradually shrinking whirlpool and eventually settling back to calm. Seeing this, Cheng Ziang shouted excitedly, "Now’s the time, hoist the sails, weigh anchor!"

"Captain Wadulan!" Luo’er turned around to look at Wadulan.

"I’ve got it, hoist the sails, hoist the sails, and pull up the anchor!" In his excitement, Wadulan pounded on the ship’s wheel and yelled loudly.

At his command, all the sails were unfurled and instantly filled by the north wind. But it seemed that the anchor, which had just saved everyone’s lives, had some problems. It appeared to be stuck on the rocks and couldn’t be pulled up no matter what.

"Feng!" Cheng Ziang turned around and called out loudly to Feng.

Hearing his call, Feng gave him a glance. Though it was only an exchange of looks, she immediately understood Cheng Ziang’s intention. With a flick of her blade, she sent a slash of sword energy that cleanly cut the anchor chain as thick as a thumb, leaving a deep mark on the deck.

"Well done, well done!" Far from blaming Feng, Wadulan instead praised her action. Once the ship was freed, Wadulan quickly turned the wheel, steering the merchant ship into the deep sea.

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