Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 139 - 119: Swallowing Everything, The Demon Dragon o

Chapter 139: Chapter 119: Swallowing Everything, The Demon Dragon of Bloodline Evolution (Seeking Monthly Pass) 3

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Soon after the two Tiger Whales finished communicating, the female Tiger Whale and three young ones all turned to look at the Sword Armor Beast, their eyes gleaming with intelligence.

Whale sounds!!

At that mont, the male Tiger Whale called out to the Sword Armor Beast with a couple of low sounds, after which its enormous body abruptly turned around, seemingly leading it sowhere.

Should 1 go and take a look? Slightly hesitant, the Sword Armor Beast decided to follow, curious about where the Tiger Whale planned to take it.

With the Tiger Whale leading the way, the two mutated beasts swam towards the deep sea, moving at high speeds. Every now and then, the Tiger Whale would glance back to ensure the Sword Armor Beast was keeping up.

About an hour later and perhaps 100 to 200 kiloters away, the Tiger Whale suddenly dove deeper.

We’re almost there?

Catching up, the Sword Armor Beast followed the Tiger Whale to depths up to three hundred ters, four hundred… seven hundred ters deep.

By the ti they reached eight hundred ters, they were enveloped in pitch darkness. The water pressure emanating from all sides increased trendously, and the Sword Armor Beast could sense an increasing heat in the water.

The water temperature was rising, and the concentration of Heavenly Energy within the sea water surged.

Feeling the Tiger Whale’s silhouette ahead, the Sword Armor Beast, filled with anticipation, quickly caught up. Soon, they reached a depth of a thousand ters, where a faint red glow beca visible.

We’re almost there?

The Sword Armor Beast perked up, its tail swishing forcefully as it sped up to catch the Tiger Whale.

Soon, a trench several kiloters long and six ters at its widest, and over two hundred ters deep in most parts, ca into view.

Beneath the fissure, scorching magma churned, emitting a dim reddish glow.

The heat from the erupting magma made the surrounding sea water boil and bubble, releasing harmful gases that made the seafloor hazy.

Within the depths of the cracks around the magma, over a dozen varied sized red sea eels, the shortest being eight ters and the longest twenty-one ters, were coiled.

These mutated creatures swam around the seabed cracks, ingesting the scorching substances brought forth by the erupting magma.

Especially the three mutated sea eels surpassing fifteen ters in length. Their bright red bodies even faintly pulsed with firelight, emanating a dangerous aura.

The robust bodies covered in red scale armor, with heavily built hideous heads, resembled formidable red Flood Dragons.

A male Mutated Tiger Whale swam above the crack, letting out a low call. The sharp horn on his head slightly inclined, seeming to point at the deepest part of the trench.

There, golden magma roiled, with several red stones sinking and floating, giving off a red halo.

Upon seeing those several red stones, the Sword Armor Beast’s eyes instinctively reddened, and its fierce aura, which had been withheld, erupted.

At this mont, the Sword Armor Beast felt an instinctual urge compelling it to devour those ‘stones,’ to kill all creatures that would stand in its way.

A male Tiger Whale let out an anxious call, with urgency seeping into its usually calm tone.

Roar! The Sword Armor Beast quelled the instinctual urge within it, letting out a low growl to signal to the Tiger Whale that it was alright.

Roar, roar!!

Whale sounds!!

Underneath the dimly lit open sea, the Sword Armor Beast let out a low roar. The deep, resounding sound infused with faint telepathic wavelengths echoed throughout the sea water.

Through this journey, the Sword Armor Beast had learned to pick up so ‘beast language,’ which basically involved telepathy.

These formidable mutated creatures could blend their ntal wavelengths into their voices, allowing them to psycho-communicate their intentions.

However, this thod of communication required high levels of intelligence and strength from the mutated creatures, as they had to incorporate telepathic wavelengths into their voices.

Apart from that, the content of this thod of communication could not be too complex. For example, should the Sword Armor Beast tell the Tiger Whale to slap sothing with its hand, the whale would certainly be unable to comprehend.

That’s because the concept of a ‘hand’ does not exist in their vocabulary. Such a term was human-made.

Currently, they could only communicate simply, like expressing understanding or agreent, or deciding to take down the red guys together and share the spoils evenly.

In a low growl, the Sword Armor Beast and the Tiger Whale agreed. The forr would draw away the powerful mutated red eels, and the latter would be responsible for killing them.

Furthermore, two of the red eel’s corpses must be given to the Sword Armor Beast.

At first, the Sword Armor Beast demanded all of them.

But the Tiger Whale knew that the flesh of the mutated red eels was precious and refused to kill without any gain. It wanted to bring back so for the younger Tiger Whales.

In the end, due to the Sword Armor Beast’s reasoned argunt, ‘Only I can go down there,’ the Tiger Whale reluctantly agreed to kill the biggest two for the Sword Armor Beast, and the rest of the red eel corpses would be its.

Roar! The Sword Armor Beast growled, its black beastly figure suddenly shooting out from the darkness and quickly stord into the seafloor crack from a distance.

The enormous figure of the Tiger Whale withdrew slowly, concealing itself in the dark water behind it, quietly waiting.

The water in the trench was hazy and scorchingly hot. The lower it went, the higher the temperature, so when the Sword Armor Beast plunged fifty ters deep, the temperature already exceeded the boiling point of one hundred degrees Celsius.

However, such temperature had no effect on the Sword Armor Beast’s current physically robust state.

As the seafloor trench was several kiloters long and the Sword Armor Beast had hidden among the murky water bubbles blending into the surroundings, the mutated red eels were none the wiser.

Gurgle gurgle!! At the bottom of the crevice, amidst the scorching hazy seawater, the Sword Armor Beast quietly approached a red eel eleven ters long and thicker than a barrel.

The mutated red eel was opening its mouth wide, facing the churning magma several ters below and swallowing the heated organic matter that surged upwards.

Just then, the Sword Armor Beast flexed its muscles subtly. With a montary burst of energy, it launched itself explosively from the rocky sea bed.

Being eleven ters long and having undergone nurous rounds of evolution, the Sword Armor Beast was denser than alloy and weighed nearly a thousand tons. Even a casual swipe from it could produce forces of several hundred tons..