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[Anticoagulant mucus? This stuff could win a Nobel Prize if used as a thrombolytic drug!]

[Calm down, upstairs. Didn't you see the description say it drops to zero? This is a bloodletting artifact...]

[Poor? This is incurable, next!]

Gazing idly at the vast sea of ​​red insects—

Trying to fleece this parasite... you could fleece it until next year and still not clear the Silent Channel.

Klaus, upon hearing the rambling nonsense, abruptly stopped in his tracks—

What kind of illusion is this?

Hallucinations can be escaped, but can poverty?

He watched cautiously for a while, making sure the captain's expression was calm and there was no sign of him jumping overboard or going mad, before he put Newton back on his back.

Tsk, disgusted.

The journey ahead for the [Deep Sea Shadow] will be arduous and brutal...

Viewed from above, this entire swarm of parasites, known by the menacing name "Red Devil," resembles a dark red blanket floating in the sea, sending chills down your spine.

At first glance, it doesn't seem like much, but upon closer inspection—

Every single strand bounced in the direction where the alien was passing by from time to time.

Fortunately, as soon as those greedy little creatures stick to the side of the boat, they slide down like slippery eels sticking to glass coated with dish soap.

I don't know if it's because the [Deep Sea Shadow] can't parasitize, or because of the cilia that are the same as those of clams.

along the way.

Aside from the constant "ripping" sound of tearing fabric, this natural death chasm didn't even give them the chance to slow down.

"Whoosh—"

Nathan set up a simple umbrella by the mermaid pool, pulled out a deck chair, and had some dried leaves soaking in a glass of water.

"This scenery... actually has the feel of an Impressionist oil painting."

However, this is on the premise that you ignore the fishy smell mixed with the rusty smell.

How large is this Red Devil area?

He casually tossed a piece of cloth into the sea, watching it be swept away by parasites in a fraction of a second, then turned to ask a few indigenous "guides".

"Is there any specific strategy regarding where the center is, and when to dive?"

Grimm, startled by the gaze of those dark eyes, quickly nudged Blue's round belly.

Second brother, you're the smartest, you go first!

"No manners at all, absolutely no manners!"

The pufferfish, Blue, shook its head like a rattle drum.

"Once you get to the territory of the Red Devil, you have to stay inside a clam shell."

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Pyramid Head also chimed in, "Actually, we didn't find our own way. We just knew that once we got to the right place, a strong and powerful undercurrent would sweep the clam in."

"After a moment of dizziness, we reached the bottom!"

Brown nodded repeatedly.

Any: "..."

We call you blind boxes, and you really are blind box players, drifting along with the tide of fate, right?

Nathan, a man of wide experience, swirled his water glass thoughtfully.

"According to this theory, is it a large ocean whirlpool? Or a natural drain?"

This type of terrain also exists on Earth.

This terrifying hydrological spectacle is usually caused by geological faults or deep-sea trenches creating powerful vertical suction, commonly known as—

The Hole of Glory.

As the name suggests, going down... leads directly to the Hall of Glory...

"A high-pressure chamber, similar to gravitational acceleration combined with hydrodynamics in engineering?"

Klaus pinched the bridge of his nose, a hint of worry in his eyes:

"Such a rough descent could easily cause it to disintegrate if the forces are unevenly distributed!"

A casual glance at the increasingly frantic writhing of the parasitic nematodes indicated that the underwater currents were no longer regular, but rather chaotic.

He wasn't too worried about the disintegration issue.

After all, the Deep Sea Shadow is not an ordinary ship; it is an integral part of a vessel, not much different from a giant clam.

"Carlos," Renyi suddenly spoke.

"ah?!"

While gazing intently at the green-haired mermaid on the horizon, she was so frightened that she almost fell into the sea.

"Take them and Little Red Flower, and go with Aurora into the cabin."

"Klaus and Nathan furled the sails."

Before they could even furl the sails, the Deep Sea Shadow suddenly accelerated, and at the same time, the bow began to sway uncontrollably from side to side.

The three of them quickly ran into the observation cabin and locked the door.

You can also casually summon a semi-transparent bio-fascia safety belt to secure the creatures in the boat to their original position, so they won't get hurt on the roller coaster later.

As soon as the preparations were completed, the boat started spinning.

Through the transparent observation cabin, one can see... the Deep Sea Shadow has officially entered the heart of the Red Devil!

The scene was actually quite eerie—

The closer you get to the center, the higher the density of the Red Devils and the brighter their color becomes. But once you actually get there, you'll find that the bottom is a deep blue hole with a diameter of over a thousand meters!

It's just like......

A large pot of thick tomato soup was scooped out, leaving a clear broth.

The mind connected to the ship could sense the undercurrents beneath the surface of the sea, and...

The suction power is getting increasingly insane!

The speed of the [Deep Sea Shadow] increased, and ahead... a huge depression appeared. The seawater here did not swirl like a whirlpool, but was almost vertically shaped like a funnel.

Is this the entrance to the Silent Passage?!

"My God... this hole is really wide—"

Nathan was pinned to the spot, his neck stretched out as far as it could, as if he wanted to press his face against the transparent wall of the observation cabin.

Before I could finish speaking, a feeling of weightlessness that made my stomach churn violently descended upon me.

The stern of the "Deep Sea Shadow" rose high at a seventy-degree angle and plunged headfirst into the huge and deep drain.

In view of,

The falling seawater was stretched into a blurry stream of light, and the loud noise almost shattered eardrums.

Although the speed is amazing.

But it was clear to everyone that the ship was not falling, but was indeed sinking.

Because the water pressure surrounding them was increasing wildly.

The cabin became transparent so that the people inside could observe the outside world.

The ship's hull's "mimicry buffer layer" activates the cilia.

They quickly coalesced into dense, silvery-white bubbles on the surface, forming a seemingly fragile yet resilient air layer between the seawater and the ship. This greatly buffered the tearing force of the undercurrents and perfectly withstood the terrifying water pressure.

After a relatively long period of weightlessness.

Nathan secretly exhaled a breath of stale air, wiped the fine sweat from his palms on his sleeve, and glanced down at his pocket watch.

"Three hundred and twenty seconds, is this the end?"

"......No."

Nobody paid him any attention except for arbitrarily.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw, including the mermaids who had previously wandered through the clam shells several times in a daze.

"…By the God of the Sea, this is the first time I've ever seen what this road looks like!"

Carlos murmured to himself.

"I really want to see this with Riseben..."

The water flow was no longer as turbulent and chaotic as at the entrance, but instead resumed flowing in one direction.

down.

The surroundings were no longer deathly dark.

Its dreamy blue fluorescent light, refracted by the clear seawater, is displayed before everyone's eyes without reservation.