At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

"Monster! Monster!"

That wasn't all. After the monster climbed onto the deck, it actually reached out and pulled the monster on the surface of the sea up. Under the enormous force, the already swaying fishing boat rocked even more violently.

While Allen was still reeling from the shock of fear, three monsters had already climbed onto the deck, and now the three monsters were dragging a monster with horns all over its head onto the ship.

"Roar roar roar roar—"

After the horned monster boarded the ship, it let out a piercing roar, which was directed at Alan, who was standing frozen at the cabin door.

"Ah ah ah..."

Allen instantly covered his ears with both hands and screamed in agony, feeling as if his internal organs were trembling from the scream.

boom!

The next moment, a scorching impact and blinding flames came from behind, and the sweltering air pushed him and rolled onto the deck.

Allen reacted quickly, grabbing the anti-slip buckle on the deck and looking back to see the rear half of the cabin engulfed in flames.

The explosion caused a fuel leak in the areas where spare fuel was stored!

Roar roar roar roar—

Along with the earth-roaring roar, the three snake-dogs also began to howl. As if judging that none of the humans on the ship were capable of resisting, they strolled leisurely toward the crew members who were wailing on the deck, sniffing the air.

"What the hell are these monsters?! Are they demons crawling out of hell?!" Allen watched as the monsters consciously hunted his crew. He suppressed his fear, his eyes bloodshot, scrambled to his feet, and ran desperately toward the ship's stairs.

"Hoo—" The snake dogs looked over and exhaled air from their nostrils, seemingly mocking the human's futile struggle. They ignored Allen and pressed down on a human who was kicking his legs in fear.

"Aaaaaah! Monster! Don't come any closer!"

"Help! What kind of monster is this?!"

"A demon! That's a demon!" The middle-aged bearded man woke up and looked at the earth roar with horns all over its head. Only in hell could such an evil thing appear.

Each of the four Devouring Beasts pressed down on a struggling human head and peered over. Blue glowing streams of energy began to emerge from the crew members' eyes, mouths, nostrils, and ears, surging towards the monster's glowing tentacles.

"Get out of here! You damn monster!" A hysterical voice came from the highest point of the cabin. Allen was holding a fishing net with both hands. It was a net made of the most durable nylon line, used to catch extremely fast fish like flying fish and swordfish.

Allen lashed out at the Devouring Beast with all his might, instantly trapping two snake-dogs that were close together.

"Roar!" Enraged, the snake-dog trapped in the net released the human beneath its feet and began to pull at the nylon net with both hands. It couldn't tear it open immediately, but soon the sound of the nylon thread snapping was heard.

"What? Even nylon thread can be torn!" Allen couldn't believe it. The next moment, he felt a pull on his hand and was pulled down from the height. He landed on his shoulder on the deck, and a sharp pain shot through his heart.

"Ahhh!" Allen, disregarding the possibility of a broken shoulder, clutched his heart with both hands.

Thump! A huge gray hand pressed against his chest, and he stared in fear at the slowly opening, ferocious maw that seemed to be mocking him.

"It's over! Help, help me!" Allen cried out instinctively in fear.

Just then, an uncontrollable roar came, accompanied by a scorching heat wave.

"Go back to hell! Monster!"

All Allen saw was a sword radiating a fiery red light, thrusting sideways into the monster's head, causing the monster's head to deflect.

Then a large amount of flame shot out from the sword and continuously impacted the monster's head.

It was a boy holding a sword in both hands, his expression filled with anger.

"Ahhhh!"

Gavin gripped the sword with both hands and thrust it with all his might into the snake-dog's head, the tip penetrating half a finger's length deep, before channeling his elemental power into it.

The snake-dog hissed, its head burned into a crater the size of a basketball, with bubbles gurgling from the charred area, and its flesh melting into a black, viscous liquid like petroleum.

The snake-dog hissed and shook its head, throwing Gavin off. Gavin rolled on the deck and stood up, his eyes sharp.

At that moment, a blue figure swept past the snake dog, and Captain Allen was dragged away from the snake dog.

Gavin shouted, "Sister! I'll lure these monsters away. You go and lead everyone to the back, and then I'll unleash the true name of the Holy Sword! We'll wipe them out all at once!"

“No problem, just do it!” After moving Allen to the side of the cabin wall, Eleanor instantly activated 'Blessed Angel'.

Azure angel wings unfurled behind him, and azure wind enveloped his body, making him incredibly fast as he charged toward the crew members whose souls were being drained.

Gavin was even faster than her, swinging his sword at three of the Devouring Beasts, sending waves of fire elemental energy crashing down upon them.

He wasn't trying to harm the Devouring Beasts; he was merely trying to force them away.

Elemental forces can burn their bodies, causing their flesh to disintegrate into black mucus. This mucus is the Breath Soil, but it is completely deactivated.

Seeing this, the three Devouring Beasts released the human who had only absorbed a little life essence and hid in the flames.

At this moment, Eleanor grabbed one person with each hand and fanned her angel wings to create a strong wind that blew the people on the deck over and over, rolling them to the back of the deck.

All of this was accomplished in a mere five seconds. If it weren't for the fact that the person involved had no combat skills whatsoever, it would be impossible to tell that they were a combat novice.

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!" Seeing that the snacks were gone, the four Devouring Beasts roared even more ferociously with their already grotesque heads, and pounced on Gavin at the front.

Having hunted many humans, they have developed an instinct to prey on stronger humans first.

"Perfect! Monsters!"

Gavin gripped the sword with both hands, slowly raising it with a sharp look in his eyes.

hum~

The runes on the sword instantly burst into a fiery red light, and fire elements surged out from the sword, as if it had transformed into a flaming greatsword more than ten meters long.

Boom! The burst of elemental power created a heat wave that spread outwards.

The firelight illuminated the monsters' hideous faces clearly.

Gavin then saw a massive torrent of fire elementals emanating from the illusory silver tree and converging onto the holy sword in his hand.

The surrounding atmosphere was boiling, and the air around the holy sword was distorted.

"The Holy Sword's true name is released!" Gavin raised the Holy Sword high, his voice resolute and courageous as he roared.

"Sword of Sizzling——"

At this moment, the four Devouring Beasts had already rushed in front of him, and the Holy Sword was swung down heavily.

boom--

A blinding flash of light erupted ahead, and crimson flames surged forth, forming a pillar of light several meters in diameter, instantly engulfing the Devouring Beast.

After engulfing the Devouring Beast, the beam of light shot straight toward the horizon, splitting the sea in two along its path, and the shockwave parted the seawater to both sides.

Chapter 42: We don't care, you are an angel

"..."

The crew members, now conscious, were stunned, their eyes reflecting the figure of him raising his glowing holy sword and unleashing a beam of light to annihilate the monsters that crawled out of hell. Flames surrounded him, as if cheering for his victory.

The figure was thin and short, not yet an adult, perhaps only the same age as their son.

The scene before our eyes is far superior to even the superhero battle scenes in American movies.

Behind the boy, the golden-haired angel slowly folded her wings, and the holy halo above her head disappeared, as if afraid of frightening the foolish people of the mortal world.

“Angel…” Allen stared blankly at the blonde girl standing on the deck not far away, memories surging in his mind.

It was familiar, very familiar, extremely familiar. He was absolutely certain that the angel before him was the blonde girl who had saved him many years ago.

Her eyes reflected the image of the angel slowly folding her wings, blurring her vision. Two streams of tears slid down her cheeks to her chin and dripped onto her clothes.

He was saved once again, and then again, both times appearing to save him when he was on the verge of death and about to be dragged into hell by Satan.

An angel! So she was an angel. Yes, only angels would always be there to save people from danger in times like these.

"I survived, sob sob sob..." He had only cried once since he could remember when his father passed away quietly. He considered himself a strong man, but at this moment he couldn't control his tears.

This is a story of surviving a catastrophe and being redeemed by angels, where one is unable to control their emotions.

"I survived... Waaah, damn it!" The middle-aged bearded man couldn't help but burst into tears after regaining his senses. Who could resist being saved by an angel, you bastard!

“I almost thought I would never be able to go back. Thank you, angel.” A man couldn’t control his emotions and knelt on the ground, crying bitterly, his forehead hitting the deck.

Once they came to their senses, the crew members were overwhelmed by the emotions, and even those who didn't want to cry choked up as a flood of emotions surged through their minds after being rescued.

Their first thought wasn't for themselves, but for their wives and children. They could imagine how miserable their lives would be if they died.

"Haha...haha..."

At this moment, Gavin slowly put the Holy Sword down and planted it on the ground, breathing heavily. His vision was becoming blurry, his consciousness was fading, and his body felt as if he had run a lap around Cardiff. His hands and feet were trembling, and if he hadn't been supporting himself with the Holy Sword, he would have collapsed to the ground in the next moment.

He had only two words in his mind right now, and those two words seemed to pile up like a mountain, threatening to crush him.

So tired, so tired, so tired...

His whole body ached, and he wanted to lie down right now, but his sister's voice made him stay still.

“Gavin.” Eleanor stepped forward to support her younger brother, who looked like he was about to fall. A blue light shone in her hand. This was the healing wind element, which came with the 'Blessed Angel'. It could be used even without activating the 'Blessed Angel', but the effect wouldn't be as good.

I just activated 'Blessed Angel' once, but I don't have enough elemental power left to activate it again.

"I, I'm fine, sister. Using the Holy Sword's ultimate move was too exhausting. I'm completely drained." Gavin took a deep breath and recovered a little.

"Sister, don't use your elemental power on me. Check if the crew members need treatment first."

“Don’t force yourself,” Eleanor said gently, then turned to look at the crew members who were sobbing from the shock of surviving the ordeal. When the crew saw the angel turn to look at them, one of them excitedly performed a Christian sacrament.

Most of them were believers in God, but only superficially; now they have sworn to become fanatics.

"Angel, thank you for saving us."

“No… I’m not an angel, I’m just… I’m just…” Eleanor quickly denied it. She was just a blessed person and dared not accept faith and worship, as that would be a desecration of angels: “I’m just an ordinary girl who has inherited the destiny of a hero, please don’t be so polite.”

The crew simply didn't believe it. "We saw it with our own eyes, how could it be fake? It must be that the angel didn't want to reveal his true identity."

"Are there any seriously injured people?" Eleanor looked helpless, as if the more she explained, the less they believed her. She was a little frustrated. "I'm sorry, holy angel, it's all my fault. Please don't blame them."

"Cough cough, my chest hurts so much, my angel, I might have a lung hemorrhage." A pale-faced crew member with red fluid in his nose and mouth raised his hand tremblingly.

"Please don't move." Irene quickly walked up to him, raised her hands, and healing wind element flowed from her body into her hands, with a blue light slowly covering his body.

The crew member's pale face visibly regained some color, and he coughed violently, coughing up some blood. In order not to get any blood on the holy angel, he quickly turned around and lay down on the deck.

"Anyone else seriously injured? Please don't raise your hands if you have minor injuries." Irene wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at the crew members whose faces were full of piety. She didn't have much elemental power, so she could only choose to help the seriously injured.

"My angel, please help Captain Allen first. We only have minor internal bleeding, and we can be treated at the hospital when we get back." The middle-aged bearded man quickly pointed to Allen, who was clutching his heart and curled up in a corner of the deck.

Captain Allen had a heart condition, a fact known only to a few of the older crew members.