Endless Ocean: Escape Starting from a Canoe

Chapter 158 The Pharaoh? It's nothing but a den of filth!

Jia Fang was struck with full force by the Arm of Power, directly leaping over the hundreds of meters of golden steps and crashing into the murals of the Golden Hall like a cannonball.

They smashed a huge crater into the gilded sun dome.

It fell down with a thud, almost hitting Ptolemy!
Ptolemy, the de facto ruler of the Pharaoh who had dominated the land-based world since the early days, had just regained his footing after the great shock and was now watching in disbelief as the heavily injured Jafar descended from the sky and crawled up on the floor.

“Jia Fang,”

"What on earth is going on with you!?"

Ptolemy stood beneath the dome, his hands outstretched, almost in a frenzy.

He hadn't yet learned the full extent of the Pharaoh's damage; he only knew that his Admiral-class drifting ship's special properties had failed, and it had been struck by another ship. The violent tremors he had just experienced, like a tsunami brought by a Category 18 gale, were caused by that collision.

What a shame, what a shame!
If word gets out...

He didn't even dare to think about it.

Just as the Black Palace was doused with ten thousand tons of excrement, the Temple of the Wo Kingdom was destroyed by the honor of the righteous.

Not only in the Yellow Sands, but probably throughout the entire African region and on the endless ocean, his Pharaoh ship would become a laughing stock, and Ptolemy would lose all his prestige, with even an ordinary sailor able to mock him at will!

How could a general-class drifting ship be damaged to such an extent by a seemingly ordinary drifting ship?

As for the grand feast of sea creatures that once showcased their strength, it all became a source of amusement, which will circulate endlessly on the ocean.

In his anger, Ptolemy couldn't help but overthink things.

Could it be the mysterious 001? Is it the only King-class drifting ship that can move flexibly?

Do not,
Absolutely impossible!

"Save him at all costs!"

"The Pharaoh will not tolerate such provocation!"

Ptolemy had gone hysterical.

"Yes, my lord."

Even when facing the actual controller of the Pharaoh, the S-class Awakened remained extremely respectful. This had nothing to do with power or loyalty, but rather with the mysterious "Skynet Chip," which, even at such a high level, still allowed them to be controlled.

This shows that the beings who invented the Skynet chip have indeed achieved "unity" to some extent.

Jia Fang got up from the floor and took out a black, heart-shaped fruit from the beehive he carried with him.

Eat it.

His condition has improved considerably.

"Rest assured, my lord, I have already implanted the Feather of the Nether Serpent into that boy."

"Even if he escapes this place today, he will surely die a miserable death within seven days."

Jia Fang promised.

"Seven days?"

"Do you want me to be mocked for seven days by all the other forces, by the Nile, by the Red Sea, by that golden Bodhi tree as black as an eel?"

"The Sea Beast Feast will be held tomorrow, and various king-level and general-level drifting ship forces will come one after another to purchase S-level flesh and blood. Before that, we must resolve this perfectly."

At the very top of the pyramid, he was still unaware of the extent of the damage to his ship. While it wasn't leaking or capsizing, it had completely lost its dignity. Even the iconic four-eyed cobra emblem had broken into pieces, some sinking to the bottom of the sea, others remaining on the deck, beyond repair.

Let alone seven days.

It might take a month to fix it properly.

We've definitely lost face.

"My lord, I will capture him today."

"Then go quickly!"

Despite the excruciating pain, Jia Fang respectfully withdrew from the golden hall. Leaning on his deformed serpent staff, he stood at the end of the long golden staircase.

Looking down into the distance, I could almost see that kid standing at the bow of the boat, watching me and laughing. As if to say, "Happiness."

Jia Fang felt the blood in his brain swell rapidly. He remembered his insignificance as an S-class Awakened in front of Ptolemy. He roared and greasy yellow wings sprouted from his body. Nine pairs of Nether Serpent Wings tore out from under his skin, from his temples to between his legs!

In an instant, oil-stained feathers fluttered around the Pharaoh.

The battle stance of the Wings of the Underworld.

"Anxious?"

Just as Shi Ming was preparing to retreat, he saw a feather in front of him that rapidly expanded into a giant feathered serpent. The feathered serpent then transformed into a human form, and Jia Fang, whom he had punched into the sky, appeared in front of him as if by teleportation.

The largest wing behind it turned into a guillotine, slicing fiercely towards its body.

Every S-rank skill is not to be underestimated!
The Shield of Xuanwu.

With a perfect defense, half of the force rebounded, causing Jia Fang to stagger backward. His face contorted with pain once again, and his once exaggerated wings drooped, severely injured once more.

"You're also S-rank?"

Shi Ming remained silent.

I was already planning to leave, but you're so eager to keep me here. If I just leave, wouldn't that be unfair to you?
Titans have arrived!

The Titan power within his bloodline was fully activated.

Behind Shi Ming, an object resembling an ancient Roman clock reappeared. Like a phantom, it was surrounded by twelve divine symbols forming a silvery ring, with the hands of fate ticking rapidly on the clock.

……

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……

The Nether Serpent was keenly aware, and the Nether Serpent bloodline within Jia Fang's body trembled once more, even more violently than before.

He only now understands,

That initial surge of adrenaline wasn't the excitement of encountering prey.

Rather, it is an innate fear of those in positions of power.

He gritted his teeth, preparing to detonate the Nether Serpent Feather he had previously left inside Shi Ming's body. However, he discovered that the Nether Serpent Feather did not respond at all.

Shi Ming smiled brightly.

Are you looking for that snake?

"I ate him. He tasted good. Do you have any more?"

Click, click, click, click, click, click.

The illusory hands stopped at the seven o'clock position.

Shi Ming's body turned iron black, and his skin was covered with dark blue, rusty chain patterns. The smell of rust permeated the ocean, completely suppressing the greasy underworld aura produced by the Feather of the Underworld Serpent.

Seventh form!
Chains of order.

Within a three-nautical-mile radius, the area has been forcibly designated as the Order Prison! Awakened individuals within the Order Prison will be randomly stripped of one awakening skill of a level lower than Titan Descent.

At the same time, the chain runes on Shi Ming's body will also spread to other people who come into direct contact with him during the battle. The runes will slowly spread on the contact person's body. Once the runes have spread all over the body, the infected person will be completely imprisoned by the chains on the surface of their body, unable to move or break free.

This was the first skill it unleashed when it first encountered Titan.

Therefore, Shi Ming had a particularly deep impression of this skill.

He cracked his knuckles and loosened his joints.

The sound of the chains was distinctly dull and hesitant, accompanied by a heavy smell of rust, making Shi Ming look like a great demon from hell, covered in rusty chain inscriptions... Even his voice had a dull quality.

"Are you planning to turn me, and the other Awakened Ones, into the Heart of the Underworld Serpent?"

"This Pharaoh's ship, though magnificent and resplendent, is nothing but a place that hides despicable things and harbors filth."

　There will still be three updates today!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)