It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

Chapter 749 Naval Operation

"What is it?" Grandma asked in a deep voice.

She glanced at her great-grandson, then at Qin Ze and Bing Zhazi. Clearly, the three of them had a tacit understanding and made some kind of guess.

This "tacit understanding" was something she herself lacked, which made her proud great-grandmother very uncomfortable, feeling that she had been intellectually outmatched.

Li Peiyun also felt the same discomfort.

Dan Chenzi didn't understand either, but he was indifferent to what he didn't understand, so he didn't care as much as Li Peiyun and his great-grandmother.

Qin Ze said, "Just as Li Peiyun said, after devouring the remains, Baker Richardson will definitely become the most powerful peak of the ultimate path. In that case, Dorgon has essentially cultivated a formidable enemy."

Dan Chenzi thought for a moment and said, "What if Dorgon wields the Kusanagi sword?"

"At most, it'll be on par." Before Qin Ze could answer, Li Xianyu interjected, "Given Dorgon's cunning and shrewdness, how could he possibly cultivate his little brother to be on equal footing with him, or even slightly superior?"

"Moreover, even if Dorgon had the Kusanagi sword, he couldn't fight against four hands with only his own fists, and Baker Richardson was a super expert in martial arts."

Li Peiyun understood: "So, Baker Richardson won't get the remains? Or is it that Dorgon will tamper with the remains?"

"No!" This time, at least her great-grandmother's intelligence kicked in for once. She said quietly, "Dorgon will find a chance to make up for himself."

After finishing herself up... Li Peiyun thought for a moment, then remembered the black dragon she had fought in the island nation: "It? Dorgon wants to devour it?"

Li Peiyun knew that Dorgon and that black dragon shared the same origin.

"That's right." The reason why the great-grandmother was able to make the connection so quickly was because she herself had inherited part of the Black Dragon's legacy: the Black Water Spirit Pearl.

When it comes to matters concerning herself, she always reacts exceptionally quickly.

"The Black Dragon is a part of the remains of that former ruler, which gave rise to sentience. It is only at the half-step extreme level, with the majority of its power in Dorgon's possession. In the Southern Frontier, Qin Ze severed part of Dorgon's remains, causing him to fall from the peak of the extreme level. The loss was not significant to begin with; as long as he devours the Black Dragon, he can replenish himself." The Great-Grandmother said in a deep voice, "My Spirit Pearl also contains a small portion of authority."

"There's such a thing?" Dan Chenzi was stunned.

"That's Dorgon's plan," Li Xianyu said in a deep voice. "He's already at the peak of the Ultimate Path, and too many remains won't allow him to improve any further. He'll cultivate the remaining remains into half-step Ultimate Path level henchmen. Any smart person would know which option to choose."

"Now I am even more suspicious that the lineage of demonic cultivation has not been severed. Dorgon may have cultivated the black dragon with the idea that if he encountered an accident, he could devour the black dragon to complete his own cultivation."

Even a cunning rabbit has three burrows, let alone such a shrewd and calculating old monster.

"Didn't you consider this aspect?" Qin Ze beckoned the teenage assassin over, then turned to ask Li Xianyu.

"I never thought he could devour the black dragon to complete himself, but I did consider using the black dragon to lure out Dorgon. However, so many things happened afterward, and this plan never had a chance to be implemented," Li Xianyu said.

When he returned from the island nation, he had considered using the Black Dragon to lure Dorgon, but Dorgon was no fool and might not fall for the trap. Li Xianyu couldn't think of a good solution for the time being.

As for Dorgon's thoughts on completing himself, the battle in the southern border had not yet occurred, and then the Bloodline Alliance and the fall of the Buddha's head occurred one after another, leaving him overwhelmed.

"Leave the Pantheon immediately, have Three find a place to hide, and we'll head there right away," Qin Ze said. "But we must consider another possibility: the idea of ​​devouring the Black Dragon to complete oneself is just our speculation. But Baker Richardson devouring the remains is a certainty."

"Dorgon may not take action at this time. We can't all rush to meet up with Sanwu. If no one searches for Baker Richardson, it's like giving the other side time to regroup."

"What's your opinion?" Li Xianyu asked.

Qin Ze did not answer until they left the Pantheon and contacted the Thunder King, receiving news from headquarters that Sanwu was near the East Sea.

"Given my current physical condition, you can't count on me," Qin Ze said. "You, the Peerless Battle Soul, and I will stay in Zhejiang Province to oversee the overall situation and be responsible for the search for Baker Richardson and Dorgon. The Lord of the Pantheon is the fastest and can go immediately to protect the Black Dragon."

Li Xianyu immediately looked at the ice shards.

Ice Shard nodded slightly.

"Sister, be careful," Li Xianyu said.

Ice Shard hesitated for a moment, then raised its hand and ruffled his hair.

Li Xianyu was stunned.

I remember that from my teenage years, Bingzhazi stopped having any physical contact with him. But in our childhood, if he licked something well, she would pat his head to show her appreciation and satisfaction.

This seemingly insignificant little gesture brought back memories of Li Xianyu's childhood.

Maybe I'm a masochist at heart?

I actually kind of enjoyed it...

As he was lost in thought, the ice shards let out a sharp cry and transformed into a giant crimson bird with a wingspan of three meters, trailing a long tail of flames as it headed east.

......

Liucheng.

Baker Richardson walked through the countryside, having changed out of his tattered nanotech suit and into ordinary clothes. Furthermore, his hair had been dyed black, and his light blue pupils were now covered with black contact lenses.

To conceal his European and American facial features, he wore a disguise mask.

At first glance, the current president of the association looks like a burly man carrying bricks on a construction site or a middle-aged farmer planting rice in the field—sturdy and unassuming.

As the president of the Superpowered Association, he himself would certainly not carry disguise tools, but Dorgon is an expert in this area.

"As long as I avoid surveillance, don't encounter strict checks, and don't get close to experts, no one will recognize me... but my accent is a problem."

"I can change my appearance, but I can't change my accent. If I get questioned, it'll easily cause problems... Well, I can damage my voice and pretend to be mute."

Baker Richardson's mind raced.

If he simply remained hidden in Liucheng, he was confident that Baoze wouldn't find him amidst the vast sea of ​​people. But if he wanted to leave the country, he would inevitably encounter numerous checks and investigations.

Zhejiang Province is definitely under martial law right now.

"Damn Dorgon, he changed his mind at the last minute. If I devour the remains, none of this will be a problem. I can parasitize someone else."

Baker Richardson failed to absorb the remains, so Dorgon changed his mind and agreed to meet him on the high seas. At that time, he would inscribe an array for him to absorb the remains.

Dorgon did not explain the reason.

Out of tacit understanding as a plastic ally, Chairman Baker didn't press the issue, knowing there would be no explanation anyway.

"I didn't get my hands on the remains, and now I have to figure out how to explain this to the directors of the Superpower Association... This is so difficult for me," Chairman Baker sighed.

The only option now is to use spies from this Far Eastern country to help me leave safely.

As the chairman, he naturally had his own channels, spies, and confidants.

It's all classified; even the Superpower Association doesn't know about it.

......

East China Sea!

The sea and sky blend into one, with waves surging.

A huge whirlpool formed on the sea surface, and the two patrol boats were uncontrollably swept up by the raging current, bobbing in circles as they approached the center of the whirlpool.

At the bottom of the whirlpool, Aquaman Angie Charles, with short blond hair and blue eyes, stood with his hands behind his back, floating in the water, manipulating the currents to swallow two patrol boats.

At that moment, the sound traveled through the seawater and reached the Sea King's ears.

Based on the speed of sound propagation, the noise, and the surging undercurrents, he judged that a torpedo was approaching from a distance.

He had encountered such attacks many times before, and as the Sea King, he was certainly not someone who could be killed by a mere torpedo.

Thanks to his mastery of water-based superpowers, he can sense any movement within the range of his power.

Water was his most loyal companion.

Immediately afterwards, a second torpedo brazenly entered his supernatural domain.

The third one, the fourth one...

But Aquaman remained unfazed, swimming nimbly through the water while manipulating the currents to violently ram the torpedo that was still far away.

The torpedoes that were hit exploded one after another, and the shockwaves traveled through the seawater, which even the very distant Sea King could clearly feel.

Bloodline descendants are still human beings. Humans are made of flesh and blood, and even if their body refinement level is very high, they cannot withstand a bombardment of a certain scale.

But bloodline people have never confronted firearms head-on.

It all comes down to one word: flexibility!

Neptune can manipulate water at will, combining water with both strength and gentleness. When attacking, he is as fierce as a tiger, and when defending, he uses a combination of neutralizing and striking, deflecting force layer by layer.

Water is the best medium to offset impact.

Underwater projectiles like torpedoes can be detonated in advance using the ability to sense within the area.

To ensure that the force of the explosion does not affect oneself, or only causes a minor impact.

And as long as he dives deep enough, missiles falling from the sky can be evaded using similar methods.

Of course, weapons of global nuclear equivalence would not be acceptable.

Ordinary water-based ability users can't play like him; they need to be at least half a step into the ultimate realm.

"call out!"

A sharp whistling sound cut through the sky as a bullet landed precisely on Angie Charles's head.

This is not an underwater missile, so Aquaman poses no threat. When it touches the area of ​​supernatural power, it is struck by the water flow manipulated by Aquaman and detonated prematurely.

But Angie Charles was still taken aback: "They can still lock onto me?"

He had already left his initial position and was moving about on the seabed in a serpentine pattern, moving left and right horizontally, while his assistants had preemptively destroyed the monitoring buoys and sonar detectors in the surrounding waters.

"It's a three-no" product (no manufacturer, no quality certificate, no production date)..."

Having been experienced with this before, Aquaman immediately guessed that the cannonball had been fired without any warning, and that he had not yet left the woman's sensory range.

This woman has built-in GPS navigation; once she locks onto you and you're within her ability's detection range, she can kill you with her eyes closed.

A very tricky ability.

However, the Superpowered Association had already conducted in-depth research on her.

Precision strike ability has two drawbacks: the weapon fired must be completely under one's control.

In metaphysical terms: the launcher must first refine the weapon.

Other weapons, such as those that can be fired simply by pressing a button, do not have the effect of precision strikes.

From a scientific perspective, this means that the three individuals did not fully understand those weapons, and did not even have a clear and deep impression of them.

Precision strikes, on the other hand, require imbuing the weapon with one's own will to accurately hit the locked target.

The second drawback is that the size of the weapon determines the success rate of a precision strike.

Weapons that are too large can become dangerous once they exceed the user's limits.

Precision strikes will render supernatural abilities ineffective.

Only those who have reached the pinnacle of the Dao and are free from worldly constraints can master anti-aircraft guns.

As for launching torpedoes, that's a button-operated weapon.

"It's time to go back to international waters."

Being under constant surveillance is extremely dangerous. Aquaman twisted his body, controlling the water flow, and shot off like an underwater missile, leaving behind a huge amount of white foam.

At that moment, he suddenly sensed an immense pressure.

An overwhelming sense of danger was palpable.

The next moment, the enormous creature entered the range of his supernatural perception.

Aquaman's mind, like radar, caught sight of that guy. Enormous, dangerous, and suffocatingly oppressive.

A few seconds later, he saw two crimson lights appearing in the distance on the dark seabed.

The faint light quickly expanded, turning into two red lanterns the size of water tanks.

Black Dragon!!

Aquaman's heart sank, his adrenaline surged, his skin pores opened, and he broke out in a cold sweat underwater.

(End of this chapter)