Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 261 Supporting the Moon Gazing Clan, Slaying the Ocean Emperor with a Sword!
In the days that followed, Wang Feng lived a leisurely life of "walking the turtle and teasing the cat".

After a long period of silence, the Black Tortoise and the White Tiger finally hatched. But like the Azure Dragon before them, these two little guys also lost the memories of the sacred totem and need to slowly awaken from their bloodline.

Wang Feng was extremely worried about this.

He took his two "babies" with him to various naval battle fronts, specifically hunting sea monsters to collect their essence and remnants as nourishment for them.

What's puzzling is that, despite swaggering around the deep sea, no ocean tyrant ever came to ambush him.

“Strange,” Wang Feng muttered to himself as he stood on the crest of a wave.

He clearly remembered that there were as many as thirteen maritime emperors who invaded the coastal areas of China.

Apart from the Dragon King Ant Mother who was killed by Hua Zhanhong, ten legitimate emperors and two sovereign emperors appeared during the final battle in Shanghai.

But now these guys are all hiding in their shells and won't come out.

As the sea breeze howled, the military cell phone in Wang Feng's arms suddenly vibrated.

This is Feng Zhoulong's latest research and development of a dedicated communication device for the Demon Zone. It adopts the principle of magical energy resonance and completely eliminates the dependence on base stations.

"Hello?" Wang Feng answered the phone lazily.

"It's me." Mu Ningxue's cool voice came through the radio waves, and the background noise of the Feiniao City command center could be faintly heard.

"Ning Xue?" Wang Feng raised an eyebrow. "She actually used the military's dedicated line. What happened?"

"The Sakura Kingdom has sent an urgent request for assistance," Mu Ningxue said gravely. "To be precise, it's a request for help from the Mochizuki family, who cooperate with us. A King-level sea monster has appeared in the waters off Osaka, and their defenses are struggling to hold it off."

"Looking at the moon." Wang Feng's eyes narrowed, and the alluring figure of Wang Yue Qianxun immediately appeared in his mind.

(Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've seen that girl. I wonder if she's come up with any new ways to play with her self-bondage.)

"I understand. Reply to the Wangyue Clan that I will personally come to reinforce them!" Wang Feng said.

"Be careful." Mu Ningxue's voice carried a hint of worry.

"Don't worry, unless I want to die, no one can kill me!"

Wang Feng confidently hung up the phone, and in a flash, sped off towards the land of cherry blossoms.

……

The seawater in Osaka Bay was like a boiling inkwell, with turbid waves crashing against the ancient stone foundation of the Soshokaku.

At the horizon, tens of thousands of shark warriors stood on the waves, their gray-blue dorsal fins cutting through the water and gleaming with a cold, eerie light in the setting sun.

These monsters have an unsettling anthropomorphic form—

Its robust lower limbs, covered in fine scales, stand fully upright, with sharp claws gripping the crest of the wave.

However, the upper body is a standard shark structure, with foul-smelling slime hanging between the serrated teeth.

The sea breeze carried the pungent smell of rotting fish, and the sound of the waves was sometimes mixed with the high-frequency hissing unique to the shark people.

Their bloodshot, bulging eyes were fixed on the coastline, and their thick arms gripped tridents forged from coral, the tips of which still held undigested human remains.

Dozens of kilometers behind the legion, a black mountain rose eerily from the sea.

The Shark King's massive body floated halfway on the sea surface, its black-gold skin covered in natural armor formed from seabed minerals.

A dark red, blood-like agate crystal was embedded in his left shoulder.

His chest was covered with grayish-white coral fossil plates.
The spine is lined with sharp, mother-of-pearl-like bone spurs.
With each breath it took, the surrounding seawater shimmered with an eerie metallic sheen.

Those amber vertical pupils stared coldly at the coastline, while the hundred-meter-long tail fin gently swayed, creating small whirlpools on the sea surface.

(Before the final assault, let's occupy a small island as a base.)
The king of the shark-men opened his enormous mouth, which was covered with spiraling sharp teeth, and let out a high-frequency vibrating hiss.

The sound waves created visible ripples on the sea surface, and all the shark warriors moved at the command, leaping onto the backs of their giant shark mounts.

The dorsal fins of these giant sharks sliced ​​through the sea like blades, carrying the warriors as they charged toward Twin Guardian Pavilion.

"Ice Mage Corps, take your positions!" The Osaka commander's roar pierced the battlefield.

The five high-level ice mages in the square formation emanated immense magical energy, with a super-level expert standing in front of each mage as a guide.

Frost magic intertwined in the air as five high-level mages simultaneously constructed a magnificent ice-themed star palace.

Snow Princess's Cry - A World of Sorrowful Ice Rain!
The five constellations burst forth with blinding blue light, and ice crystals rained down like a storm, causing the sea to freeze at a visible speed.

The charging shark-men behemoths crashed into the suddenly appearing ice reefs one after another. The warriors in the front row were thrown out by inertia, but were impaled on the ice by the ice spikes that fell afterward.

The Shark King coldly observed everything, his amber vertical pupils devoid of any emotion. To him, these were at least elite warriors of the general level, merely tools to drain human magical energy.

"Second wave, continue the attack!"

As the commander gave the order, the coastline was suddenly illuminated by a mixture of crimson and purple-white light.

The "Gate of Inferno" constructed by the fire mage group exploded into lava flowers on the sea surface, while the "Punishment of the Lightning Ring" cast by the lightning mage group electrolyzed the seawater into boiling mist.

However, the shark warrior endured the burning and electric shocks, and his mutilated body still frantically lunged towards the shore.

"Click——"

The first giant shark's sharp teeth shattered the breakwater, and with the appearance of this breach, more and more monsters surged onto the shore.

The human mages were forced to retreat, clearing the shoreline.

"Lord Hachija! If we don't act soon, Osaka will fall!" The staff officer looked anxiously at Mochizuki Hachija.

Former High Priest Mochizuki Hachi shook his head solemnly: "I cannot intervene."

His gaze fell upon the terrifying figure on the distant sea. "The Shark King is watching this place. If I make a move, he will surely join the war, and the situation will only get worse."

"But...but..." the staff officer's voice trembled, "Among the enemies that have landed are twelve shark-man lords, including a shark-man king! With Osaka's current defensive capabilities..."

Mochizuki Hachi gripped the Kagura bell tightly in his hand.

He was all too aware of the terrifying strength of the Shark People's Kingdom—

Besides the supreme Shark King, there are three Supreme Monarch-level Shark Chieftains, more than ten Shark Monarchs, and one Invincible Monarch-level Shark King.

And now, that invincible monarch-level Shark King has set foot on the land of Osaka!
The hand that was gripping Kagura Bell with Mochizuki Hachi fell limply to his side, his eyes filled with deep helplessness.

"Report! Report!" a general suddenly exclaimed in alarm, "Someone is approaching the Shark King!"

"what?!"

Wangyue Bashe suddenly looked up, his cloudy old eyes following the general's trembling finger.

On the distant horizon, a faint white dot of light was hurtling toward the towering "black mountain" at an astonishing speed.

"Nonsense! That's an emperor-level weapon."

The shouts of the Eight Snakes of the Moon came to an abrupt halt.

Under the stunned gaze of all the soldiers, the hideous head inlaid with blood-red agate and gray-white coral slowly slid off the massive black-gold body.

The emperor's blood, a deep blue-purple, gushed forth like a waterfall, staining the entire sea with an eerie hue.

The image projected by the military magic shook violently, finally freezing on a breathtaking scene:

A black-haired youth stood in mid-air, his ancient longsword still bearing traces of blue-purple blood.

Before him, the headless body of the Shark King was slowly tilting backward, stirring up waves a hundred meters high.

The young man's clothes fluttered, and beneath his feet lay the gradually sinking head of an emperor, his amber vertical pupils still frozen in disbelief.

The sea breeze suddenly stopped, and the entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

(End of this chapter)