The sea dragon hit by the whaling harpoon once again brushed dangerously close along the edge of the "Ocean Disaster".

Losa even felt that if he just reached out, he could touch the deep blue scale armor of the sea dragon subspecies.

"Hahaha, that's exciting!"

Hog steered the ship with both hands.

The zombie sailors each showed expressions of excitement: "Boss's boss, let's sacrifice this big sea serpent to the 'Ocean Disaster'."

Losa nodded: "Okay."

However, this time, the sea dragon brushed past the ship's side and did not turn back to strike again.

The surrounding sea became silent for less than ten seconds before the sound of rushing water resumed.

Hog shouted: "Be careful, this beast is getting serious now."

Dragon species creatures are by no means unintelligent beasts.

Losa was very aware of this.

But he also believed Hog could handle the situation at hand.

All around, the sound of water grew louder.

Soon, the Ocean Disaster was overturned by a current.

The world spun around.

Prajna timely grabbed Losa's arm, her legs firmly rooted on the deck without moving at all.

Some of the zombie sailors tightly clung to the ship's side.

Others were directly flung out into the waves.

Crack—

Beside the ship, the sea dragon flew by, chewing large bites of the flung zombie sailors.

Captain Hog's face remained unchanged, as long as the Ocean Disaster wasn't destroyed, no matter how many zombie sailors died, they could be reshaped on the deck.

Because their souls weren't housed in their shells, but stored in the captain's cabin of the Ocean Disaster.

Very soon, the Ocean Disaster regained its posture in the depths of the sea.

On the high-hung black sails, the skull became increasingly vivid, staring intently at the mysterious and unpredictable sea dragon subspecies in the darkness.

Hog, without hesitation, steered the Ocean Disaster toward the direction the skull was looking.

"Now it's time for the great Captain Hog to show you this big treasure."

The ghostly captain, glowing in eerie green, roared loudly.

The ghostly ramming horn at the ship's bow radiated a crimson hue.

It seemed as if an illusion of a massive beast enveloped the entire ghost ship—in the perspective of the sea dragon subspecies, that wooden hull transformed into a unicorned, sharp-toothed giant whale, charging at it in a suicidal charge like knights on land.

The sea dragon hesitated for a moment, choosing to retreat.

It wasn't afraid of ocean behemoths like the unicorn whale, but it was already wounded, with its precious dragon blood flowing from its wounds.

This could easily attract attacks from other sea beasts.

Especially those keen-nosed giant-toothed sharks.

"Trying to run? No way!"

Hog laughed.

One by one, ghostly green evil spirits lifted the hull of the Ocean Disaster, spurring its speed to breakneck levels, unreachable by most sea beasts.

Bang—

The sharp ramming horn pierced the sea dragon's abdomen, and with its momentum unabated, it slammed the sea dragon hard against the nearby cliff.

"Boss, you can make your move now!"

Hog shouted.

At this moment, Losa felt incredibly close to the sea dragon, raising his eyes to see those massive vertical pupils like door panels.

Inside them were full of brutality and rage.

Boom—

The sea dragon's tail swipe hit the bottom of the Ocean Disaster, tilting it to one side.

Losa, without hesitation, unleashed the Dark Lord's might along with the dragon descendant bloodline's dragon mighty at full force.

The phantom image of the demon dragon manifested.

Rendering the sea dragon's struggling body suddenly freezing.

"Now's the time!"

Losa's right hand raised above his head, in his palm the rusted holy spear gathered, and every ancient rune pulsed with golden brilliance.

The zombie sailors on the Ocean Disaster trembled.

Even these undead immortal zombie sailors sensed extreme danger from the holy and radiant power.

"Holy!"

Losa's expression was solemn as the holy spear was launched, aiming straight for the giant eyes of the sea dragon as big as door panels.

The next moment.

From afar, a piercing roar suddenly sounded.

The holy spear pierced through the center of its eyes, entering its skull. Dense golden patterns rapidly covered its entire dragon head.

Bang.

Golden light erupted.

The sea dragon's dying struggle appeared like an apocalypse.

Sludge and rocks flew.

The entire ship seemed caught in a massive vortex, frantically shaking and rolling over.

Unknown how many zombie sailors screamed as they were thrown out.

For a long time.

An alert tone finally sounded in Losa's ear.

Your level has improved.

You have bathed in the blood of the special dragon species "sea dragon subspecies", increasing the dragon descendant bloodline awakening level, power, agility, and physical strength by three points each.

You have acquired a new skill: Raising Storms.

This is the power unique to sea dragons: "Raising Storms" and "Cloud Formation and Rain Summoning," with which an adult sea dragon can easily annihilate a vast fleet in the ocean.

An aged sea dragon, on the brink of death, would plunge into the sea, using it as its tomb.

Nearby sea beasts desperately devoured its blood and flesh, and then each dragon species with traces of dragon blood would devour each other, eventually giving rise to the "sea dragon subspecies."

Your progression milestone "Dragon Slayer" has increased, current (3/10).

New power was converging within Losa.

Losa could sense that he had become stronger.

Though he had only inherited the sea dragon subspecies' ability from the sea dragon, making it third-hand "Raising Storms," this power was perfect as a control spell on the battlefield.

For instance, "Fire Attack."

It's very dependent on time and place, with improper wind direction leading to self-inflicted harm being all too common.

"My lord, are you alright?"

Hog's face held a fawning smile as he rubbed his hands together.

Losa tidied his somewhat disheveled clothes and nodded: "This sea dragon's corpse is no longer of use to me. You and your crew have contributed greatly this time; its body ought to be yours to handle."

Hog joyfully said: "Thank you for your generosity, my most respected, admired, and handsome lord."

Losa waved his hand: "No need, now let me see your so-called ritual."

Hog nodded: "I'm about to begin."

He approached the helm, murmuring in an unknown language.

As if awakening some terrifying will, bony hands stretched out from the ship's sides of the Ocean Disaster.

Densely packed, they reached for the sea dragon's corpse.

Then transformed into sharp spikes, penetrating it.

The ship beneath felt alive; Losa could even vaguely hear a heart beating and the faint sound of breathing.

Though from the system, Losa felt no threat from it to himself, but this awareness was clearly not a power he could control.

What followed seemed like a devouring feast.

The deck was covered in blood-colored patterns, and the sea dragon's corpse rapidly withered visibly, its deep blue scale armor losing luster, becoming dull.

Only after a long time did the bony spikes withdraw.

The sea dragon's corpse, light as a feather, sank into the depths of the sea.

On the deck, one by one, the zombie crew stretched and reappeared.

They clamored: "That was exhilarating, I feel stronger!"

"Bah, can't this damned ship let me sleep a bit longer? I haven't enjoyed sleep like this in ages."

Hog's smile gradually faded.

He sighed lightly: "Every time we perform a ritual, I feel that to the Ocean Disaster, I'm just a worker."

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