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Chapter 313 Hunting the Thousand-Eyed Serpent

The Thousand-Eyed Serpent let out a low growl, swayed its body, and swam rapidly toward Qin Ziwen.

Behind it, a massive serpentine puppet relentlessly pursued, stirring up turbulent waves on the seabed.

However, the deep sea is not land; in addition to front, back, left, and right, it also has four directions: up, down, and right.

Just as the snake puppet was about to pounce, the Thousand-Eyed Serpent's head suddenly sank downwards, and with its smaller and more agile body, it slid past the snake puppet.

Then it transformed into a beam of sharp arrows, swooping down to get closer.

Red Hare ducked and slid down, slipping between Qin Ziwen's legs and carrying him on its back, ready to go.

Below, the Thousand-Eyed Serpent suddenly froze.

A shadow far deeper than the sea rose from the darkness.

A giant hand, covered in light scales, with a dark blue skin and knuckles bulging like a hammer, slammed heavily onto its belly from bottom to top.

With one swift motion, it severed the scales on the lower abdomen of the Thousand-Eyed Serpent!
The Thousand-Eyed Serpent's massive body suddenly stiffened, its upward momentum abruptly halted.

Before it could retaliate, another fist, carrying the force of a thunderbolt, came crashing down!

The fist struck the Thousand-Eyed Serpent's side, like a heavy hammer hitting a drum, producing a deep, muffled sound. A visible circular shockwave exploded outward from the point of impact, displacing the seawater and creating a brief vacuum before crashing back in.

The Thousand-Eyed Snake's back is raised high, and its pores are open all over its body.

Mogu used the momentum to pull, forcefully pulling the Thousand-Eyed Serpent back from its upward trajectory. Then, his other fist pounded like a pile driver.

One punch,
Two fists,

Three punches.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Each sound was louder than the last.

The Thousand-Eyed Snake was beaten until its abdomen churned and its internal organs ached.

It raised its head, swung it violently, locked its fierce eyes on Mogu, and opened its mouth to bite its target.

Mogu's eyes remained calm. With a roll, he nimbly darted to the other side, avoiding the attack.

At the same time, the snake puppet attacked from behind, its massive body pressing down, its enormous form like shackles, tightly binding the Thousand-Eyed Serpent.

The thousand-eyed snake struggled desperately, but was locked in a stalemate.

Normally, a snake puppet wouldn't engage in such a stalemate with a thousand-eyed snake, because it wouldn't be able to inflict any damage except by wasting its energy.

But now, there is an external force.

Mogu leaped into the air, flipped precisely, and landed steadily above the Thousand-Eyed Serpent's violently twisting head.

By the faint fluorescent light, Cao Biansheng and the others finally saw clearly, "It's him?"

Cao Biansheng recognized the guy, who seemed to be riding on the head of a giant snake.

The snake puppet and the thousand-eyed snake had their heads together, and from the snake puppet's empty eye sockets, a pale, cold bone spear slowly emerged and was offered to Mogu's hand.

Mogu glanced at the scales, gripped the gap with his left hand to steady himself, and grabbed the bone spear that was being handed to him with his right hand.

He held it up with one arm, his body shaped like a bow.

In that instant, he seemed like a hero straight out of ancient Greek mythology.

There were no shouts, no build-up of momentum.

With his arm raised high, the bone spear pierced through the water and plunged into a gaping hole in the back of the Thousand-Eyed Serpent's neck.

"Pfft-"

The piercing sound was swallowed up by the churning seawater.

The thousand-eyed snake struggled frantically.

Its tail thrashed violently.

Mogu drew his spear, raised it high again, and thrust it down heavily in the same spot.

The thousand-eyed snake opened its mouth and desperately spewed out venom.

The seawater was murky from the venom, which spread in all directions.

As the seawater is stirred up, it is rapidly diluted outwards.

Red Hare sensed something was wrong and turned to run away.

Cao Biansheng and his group followed closely behind.

After getting some distance away, looking back, the two intertwined giant snakes above the strait were slowly sinking into the sea.
Qin Ziwen did not receive a notification that the homestead mission was completed, so he knew that he was still alive.

Even after the massive serpentine body fell into the churning mud and sand of the seabed, a small section of the spear shaft, like a nail, remained firmly fixed to the Thousand-Eyed Serpent's neck.

Another bone spear slowly emerged from the snake puppet's eye sockets. Mogu took the bone spear, stepped on the Thousand-Eyed Serpent's head, lowered his head, and raised the bone spear high with both hands, aiming it at its eyes.

"Pfft!"

The Thousand-Eyed Serpent's vertical pupils snapped open, and its tail shot up high, but it was still firmly pinned down by the Serpent Puppet.

Until the light in its eyes was completely extinguished.

Two crimson cards slowly materialized on the back of the Thousand-Eyed Serpent.

Mogu waved his hand and took the two cards in his hand.

At almost the same time, Qin Ziwen heard a notification from his home.

Complete the third-level quest in the Hunting Ladder: Hunt an adult Thousand-Eyed Serpent.

[Rewards: Upgrade Card - Resource Upgrade Card *1, 80 points]

Qin Ziwen rode Red Hare closer.

On the icy seabed, the snake puppet slowly turned its head to look at Qin Ziwen and the others.

Then it lowered its head, bit the tail of the thousand-eyed snake corpse, and slowly swam towards the direction of the fishman tribe.

Qin Ziwen made a gesture to follow.

The moment he turned around, Qin Ziwen felt a chill run down his spine.

In that instant, he felt as if he were being watched by something extremely terrifying.

This feeling lasted only a very short moment before receding like the tide.

When he came to his senses and looked to the side, Cao Biansheng's face was pale, not from being soaked in water, but from being deathly pale.

The two exchanged a glance, confirming that what they had just seen was definitely not an illusion.

Beneath it, Red Hare's ears were pressed flat against its body like airplane ears. With its four hooves out, it galloped forward without even turning its head.

Mogu remained silent, pushing off with both feet.

"boom--"

The seabed churned, splashing up large amounts of mud and sand.

Mogu stretched out his arms, like a powerful whale shark swimming wildly in the deep sea.

Cao Biansheng snapped out of his daze and hurriedly chased after them, but he was the slowest. Even though he had broken through to the extraordinary level, he was still much slower than the Yan brothers.

Ahead, Red Hare, which had run far away, circled back, its eyes brimming with tears and a large bump on its head.

Upon seeing Cao Biansheng and his group, Qin Ziwen's expression turned slightly sour.

He held out his hand, gesturing for them to come up.

Cao Biansheng glanced at the small seat, waved his hand, and prepared to offer it up.

The three Yan brothers exchanged a glance, but none of them mounted their horses.

Just then, Mogu returned, glanced at the four of them, and said nothing.

He reached out and scooped up all four of them, placing them all on his back.

It nodded to Qin Ziwen, then, carrying the four small pendants, swam wildly forward.

When Qin Ziwen and his group returned to the fishman tribe, the corpses of the snake puppet and the thousand-eyed snake had only just arrived.

The snake puppet slowly opened its mouth, and a nimble figure emerged from its mouth.

Then came the second and the third.
It turns out that all these sacrificial fish-men have entered the snake puppet's belly.

But something was wrong when the fourth sacrificial fishman emerged. The fourth sacrificial fishman had turned a dark purple color. It turned around and dragged something out of the snake puppet's mouth.

"Crack~"

A sticky, vaguely recognizable mass was thrown out.

This was also a sacrificial fish-man, but its skin was completely ulcerated, its flesh was corroded, revealing its white bones. Lying on the ground, its chest was rising and falling, so it could probably still breathe.

That wasn't all. Immediately afterwards, the fourth sacrificial fishman went back in, rummaged around for a while, and pulled out a lump of something that looked like jelly.

This thing barely even has a human-like outline; you can only vaguely tell that it was once a living creature.

The fish-people surrounding the area bowed their heads in silent tribute to their tribe's hero.

The merfolk chieftain swam over and said, "This is why our tribe, the Hunting Clan, has been wiped out, and the Sacrificial Clan is becoming increasingly rare."

　Two more chapters later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)