My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS Chapter 486 - 295: Three Generation-level Relics, Ghost Bell

Yaguba actually felt uncertain, wondering when Cezar would co out of its stomach. If Cezar were to never return, it would only be able to wipe an old tear and lant, looking up to the sky and howling:

"Friend, delicious."

And the truth was leaning towards this possibility. More than half a day had passed, and there were still no signs of Cezar flying out on the Phoenix. The suspicions in Yaguba’s mind were gradually being confird.

"No! Shark-Shark doesn’t want to eat people!" The 300-ter giant shark was shocked and trembling, terribly alard, to the point of babbling, "Friends aren’t tasty, Jack the Ripper is tasty... Friends aren’t tasty, Jack the Ripper is tasty."

If it really ate a person, its existence would be transford. Having lived on the seabed for over a thousand years, this Eternal Abyss Shark had never consud a human. Even when it once surfaced and happened to encounter a group of fishern, it rely poked out its head to curiously observe the fishing boat rocking on the sea.

Watching the brightly lit fishing boat disappear into the distance, the fishern’s high-pitched songs growing fainter, the last hint of light vanishing on the horizon, the shark thought that humans were truly vibrant and lively, unlike itself, struggling even to find a companion of its kind.

To avoid the trouble of eating a friend raw, Yaguba simply closed its eyelids and took a nap.

It thought that if it accidentally ate Cezar while asleep, upon waking, it would act as if it never happened, after all, it was technically a shark, and sharks were a kind of fish, and fish had a mory span of only seven seconds—by morning, it should have forgotten the events of the previous day.

Looking afar, at this mont, the 300-ter giant shark appeared like an entirely dark blue floating fortress, suspended motionless in mid-air, while the tides surged around its body.

Its mouth, however, was still wide open, leaving an escape route for Cezar.

If Cezar really never returned, Yaguba actually had a contingency plan. It would take a month to completely digest the Legendary Whale, aning the Box Garden World within it would last for at least ten more days.

During these ten days, as long as Cezar stayed obediently in the belly of the Legendary Whale, there wouldn’t be any major danger temporarily.

And Yaguba could find Xia Pingzhou, asking him to send out the Queen’s Statue into its stomach to look for Cezar, to see if he could be fished out.

As a last resort, if the Queen’s Statue couldn’t retrieve him, they could ask for help from others in the group, especially since Jack the Ripper still owed them a favor; if they could lure Jack the Ripper into the stomach and let Shark-Shark swallow him in one bite, it would be a decent option, although this would an Xia Pingzhou would automatically explode co September 1st.

Fortunately, the situation wasn’t as complex as feared. About five minutes later, an unexpected avian shriek echoed from inside, swiftly followed by a flurry of fire bursting from its throat.

The blazing fire subsided, and Cezar lowered the arm shielding his forehead, looking up to face the giant shark silhouetted against the sun.

"Yaguba, return to your original form!" he shouted, "It won’t be good if soone finds out!"

"Oh, oh."

Yaguba was a bit dumbfounded, realizing that in this remote sea area, within a few kiloters, no human presence was likely, and the only chance of exposure would be via satellite surveillance.

With a body length of over 300 ters floating in mid-air, in the satellite’s monitoring view, it looked like an abrupt dark cloud in the clear blue sky, exceedingly conspicuous.

It shrunk its size to two ters, then sped forward like a rocket, arriving beside the Phoenix.

The sea pressure gradually returned to normal, the seas stopped churning, and the air ceased its whistling.

"What’s happening?" Yaguba halted, curiously looking at Cezar.

Cezar’s hair and clothes were soaked at this mont, with the Phoenix’s flas warming his body. He lowered his head, closed his eyes, and exhaled a long breath; the feeling of barely escaping death and basking in the sunlight left him unable to collect his thoughts.

He recalled the scenes inside Yaguba’s stomach when he rode the Phoenix, flying down Yaguba’s throat, witnessing an endless abyss resembling the cosmos.

From small things like seaweed, guns, soda cans, and leftover cake, to large objects like trucks and containers, everything floated in the abyss, slowly corroding to nothingness in the void.

The reason there was a truck was that one day when Cezar and Yaguba were heading to conduct business with a gang, they stumbled upon a gang conflict.

The opponents drove a large truck to crash into them, but at the last second, they opened the door and abandoned the vehicle. In a rush, Yaguba swallowed the entire truck, leaving everyone present dumbfounded, while the enemies yelled "monster" and fled in panic.

Afterwards, Cezar chuckled dryly and pointed at Yaguba, declaring it as his Anecdote Fragnt—"Great White Shark," reassuring everyone not to panic. Then he summoned the Anecdote Atlas.

Yaguba very cooperatively shrank its body, and Cezar tucked it into the Atlas, slamming it shut with a "clap," almost really compressing it into an Anecdote Fragnt. Watching this, the gang mbers finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Cezar shifted his gaze from the truck, and at that mont, the most conspicuous thing in the imnse abyss was, of course, the 200-ter-long Legendary Whale.

The whale still showed vital signs, but its eyes seed lifeless, its body floating up and down in the cosmic-like environnt as if gravity no longer held sway.