I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 242 - 190: The God Who Slumbers on the Seabed!2

"Or could this really be a human being?"

Looking at the Stone Trident beside it, one couldn’t help but wonder if this was the mythical deity from legends.

Colonel Marcos couldn’t help but start questioning the reality of this world for a mont.

Could it be that behind everything normal...

there was a secret world unknown to most, where the nurous settings of myths actually existed?

The more they let their minds wander, the more the crew aboard the submarine beca overwheld with fear and shock.

Their worldview was shattered in this mont.

The world seed different from the one they had known from the beginning.

Silence fell for an instant.

Just as Colonel Marcos was about to do sothing,

he noticed the man in the cave, who resembled a deity, reaching out toward the unmanned subrsible.

The next mont, the screen went black.

The unmanned subrsible seed to have been destroyed.

Quiet instantly enveloped the inside of the Submarine.

A strong fear took hold of everyone’s hearts the mont their real-ti vision was stripped away.

After the initial shock passed,

everyone couldn’t help but start thinking about one question: could the sudden appearance of this supernatural being pose a threat to everyone present?

Since it had actively destroyed their unmanned subrsible, would it strike again?

Fear spread at that mont.

The cramped Submarine couldn’t provide a sense of safety for everyone, and these Filipino soldiers felt as if they were trapped in a steel tomb in the sea, with nowhere to go.

In this tense and silent mont, under the dim lights of the cockpit, Colonel Marcos stared intently at the complex control panel in front of him.

His gaze was firm and resolute.

The Submarine echoed with the low sounds of operations and the slight humming of electronic equipnt, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere typical before action.

His fingers slowly moved toward the control button for launching weapons.

Although the action was minor, it seed to carry an imnse weight.

"Everyone, prepare for battle,"

Colonel Marcos’s voice, calm and powerful, spread throughout the Submarine via the internal communication system.

This was his decision.

As the highest-ranking officer on the Philippine’s only Submarine, he had significant autonomy.

And according to his judgnt, the deity-like man did not seem benign.

A strong instinct told him he was in grave danger.

It was best to strike first; afterward, they could search for experintal samples once the opponent was blown to pieces.

The torpedo was launched.

If it was still a creature, it couldn’t withstand the extre penetration and explosive power.

Even the largest creature on Earth, the blue whale, couldn’t withstand a direct hit.

A direct hit would cause instant death to a blue whale, especially when the explosion destroyed its heart or essential organs; moreover, the explosive force would cause extensive external injuries, including torn skin, fractured bones, and more; even if the external wounds seed limited, the internal bleeding, organ rupture, and pressure effects from the explosion were often fatal; additionally, the whale’s highly dependent auditory system could be damaged by the blast sound waves, affecting its survival...

Lastly, even if not directly hit and killed, the sound and vibrations from the surrounding explosions would severely disrupt the blue whale’s natural behaviors, including foraging, migration, and social activities, causing long-term ecological impacts on the individual and the species.

Colonel Marcos was confident that this human-like creature couldn’t withstand a blast of fire power.

With the command given, the atmosphere inside the Submarine suddenly beca tense, and every crew mber swiftly took their positions, ready to execute the planned combat procedure.

After confirming the target lock signal via sonar, Colonel Marcos took a deep breath and gave the display screen one final scan to ensure everything was correct.

Then, he firmly pressed the button.

In an instant, the Submarine slightly vibrated, accompanied by a nearly imperceptible roar, as a torpedo silently slid out from the concealed launch tube.

It tore through the chilly seawater, speeding towards the designated target.

This "Black Shark" torpedo was 6.3 ters long, with a diater of 533 milliters, and weighed approximately 1,650 kilograms.

Its size enabled it to carry a significant amount of explosives, ensuring formidable explosive power.

It could effectively destroy highly fortified warships.

Colonel Marcos firmly believed that even a deity would at least be left with a scratch after this hit!

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Rewinding ti by a few minutes.

The unmanned subrsible approached with its floodlight on.

Its exterior glead with the cold gloss of technology, having ventured into unknown mariti territories to explore mysteries countless tis.

As for the unmanned subrsible that had now reached him,

Chen Yun stretched out his seemingly ordinary hands, which harbored an unbelievable amount of strength.

They contained the strength of fifty tons, enough to lift a part of a main battle tank, enough to make the hardest materials yield.

After grasping the unmanned subrsible, a flicker of curiosity crossed his eyes.

Then, an indescribable force emanated from within him and gathered between his arms.

As he gently squeezed, the air and seawater seed to solidify, and everything around him ca to a halt.

The tal shell of the unmanned subrsible started making faint "creaking" noises, the painful groans of the material under extre pressure.

Initially, the deformation was subtle.

As if ti were slowly twisting, fine lines began to appear on the tal surface, spreading like a spider’s web.