Douluo Continent: Reincarnated as Godzilla, Seizing the Dragon God's Throne

Chapter 12 Poseidon's Massage Service, The Tragic Deep-Sea Demon Whale King (4 Updates)

Godzilla is rarely active and loves to sunbathe, which inevitably leads to his body getting covered in dust and moss.

Poseidon, as the high priest of Poseidon Island, rarely had any specific affairs to attend to, and in previous years he always stayed deep in the Temple of Poseidon.

Now that a giant beast has appeared in her backyard, she naturally took on the task of cleaning Godzilla's skin.

The trident-shaped toothpick, originally kept by Godzilla as a trophy, has now rightfully become Poseidon's tool—

A back scratcher that can be described as "luxury custom-made".

"True Spirit Body!"

With a low shout, Poseidon transformed into a water-blue giant.

After absorbing the surrounding seawater, her body gradually grew larger until it stopped at a height of over fifty meters.

Holding the trident of Poseidon, she skillfully loosened Godzilla's thick skin, then used a giant sailor to thoroughly clean it.

The dust and moss were washed away by the seawater, the process gentle and delicate.

Occasionally, she would glance back and see Godzilla's tail slightly raised, at which point Poseidon would breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems the force was still well controlled.

Ever since Godzilla discovered her true spirit form, he has been particularly fond of this ability, and almost every now and then, he would have her use her true spirit form to give him a "special massage".

Just as Poseidon was about to expand the cleaning area, Godzilla suddenly rolled over.

Those golden vertical pupils slowly opened and stared straight at her.

Poseidon's heart tightened. Despite having weathered countless storms, she was still shocked by this overwhelming sense of oppression.

Godzilla's eyes were as bright as two suns, and every gaze seemed to pierce the soul.

For a moment, she held her breath, her chest heaving violently due to lack of oxygen, making her light blue breasts appear even more magnificent.

She had seen Godzilla countless times, but every time she faced this immense power and majesty, she couldn't help but feel her heart race.

"Is this the real sea god?"

A bold and rebellious idea quietly surfaced in her mind and wouldn't go away.

Fortunately, after spending a long time together, Poseidon soon realized that he wasn't looking at her.

"Little White, you're here."

Poseidon followed Godzilla's gaze and saw a gray-blue girl slowly walk in.

"Yes, Hailong and the others captured a lot of ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts and asked me to bring them over."

Little White leaped gracefully into the air, waving to the fleet on the distant shore, driving the dying sea spirit beasts to the inner harbor.

To make it easier for Godzilla to eat, Poseidon specially designed the newly built backyard in a U-shape.

The fleet could dock directly in the inner harbor, unload the captured sea spirit beasts, and then transport them to the entrance of this huge courtyard via a waterway.

Godzilla's tail lazily stretched towards the doorway, grabbed the sea spirits, and swallowed them whole.

As it closed its massive jaws, a low, booming sound rang out, followed by a cloud of colorful mist rising from its mouth.

Even though Xiaobai had seen this scene countless times, he was still dumbfounded.

One bite and you've taken several ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, leaving not even a trace!

You should know that 20,000 years ago, before the giant beasts appeared, the true overlord of the ocean was the Deep Sea Demon Whale King!

This guy also possesses a unique devouring ability, allowing him to enhance his cultivation by consuming sea spirit beasts.

However, compared to Godzilla, the Devouring King's devouring power seemed insignificant.

Because Godzilla devoured the sea spirit beasts without leaving behind even their spirit rings, as if it could even digest the spirit rings.

Xiao Bai found this unbelievable every time he thought about it.

Since Godzilla appeared, the powerful sea monsters that once dominated the deep sea, especially the deep-sea demon whales, seem to have disappeared.

Xiao Bai had always suspected that perhaps the Deep Sea Demon Whale King was afraid to confront the giant beast head-on and was forced to avoid it.

In fact, Godzilla itself never realized that its appearance would change the original course of many historical events.

According to the original process, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King would have already had nearly a million years of cultivation by this time.

But now, its strength is only about 600,000 years.

What frustrated the Demon Whale King even more was that Godzilla's protection of Seagod Island had led to a sharp decline in the number of its favorite ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts.

It once foraged for food for thousands of years, but now it can only barely survive on soul beasts that are hundreds or thousands of years old.

This is truly an humiliation for a soul beast that is 300,000 years old and has an actual cultivation level of 600,000, which is roughly equivalent to a million years old!

Over the years, the Demon Whale King's life has been utterly miserable—

Those sea spirit beasts, especially those who are inherently evil and known for their killing, such as the Demon Orca clan, have an even harder time.

Although the situation has improved slightly in the last 20,000 years, its family has not been so lucky.

The thing that the Demon Whale King was most worried about was his daughter.

As a genius of her clan, the daughter of the Demon Whale King already possesses 50,000 years of cultivation, and with her Devouring Talent, she is expected to break through to 100,000 years.

However, due to the extreme scarcity of high-level soul beasts, her cultivation level was stuck at a bottleneck, preventing her from taking the crucial step forward.

This deep-sea predator was once so frightened by the terrifying aura that it fled when hunting.

Later, it heard that Poseidon, who was once a powerful and influential creature, had been killed by some sacred sea beast. It didn't believe it at first, but after a few thousand years, Poseidon, who had blinded it, really disappeared without a trace.

After that, it never dared to approach the resource-rich waters of Poseidon Island again, fearing it would become the next target of that so-called sacred beast.

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Nowadays, the Demon Whale King drags his weary body back to the nest every day with a few thousand-year-old soul beasts, and even his wife has lost interest in him.

There are many discontents within the tribe, and if it weren't still powerful, it would probably have been expelled from the tribe long ago.

"...Let's migrate."

The Demon Whale King could not bear this life of irregular eating habits and constant anxiety.

Although they had enough to eat and wear, they were still unable to fully unleash their Devouring Talent.

Having eaten for over 300,000 years, it has long been accustomed to rapidly leveling up by devouring other soul beasts, so how could it slow down and age year after year?

The Demon Emperor, who was supposed to appear in Douluo Continent III, retorted with dissatisfaction: "Migrate? Where else can we migrate to?"

The waters near Poseidon Island are uniquely endowed with abundant food resources due to their proximity to the mainland, and their location within the North Ocean current loop, creating a unique ecosystem.

This place has nurtured countless sea spirit beasts, and for the deep-sea demon whale clan, it is a blessed land where they can give full play to their talents.

Finding another equally fertile habitat is easier said than done.

"Head north, to the Ice Sea," the Demon Whale King said helplessly. "At least we need to get the Buddha's disciple to break through to 100,000 years of cultivation first."

It recalled the legends of the far northern sea, where a special group of mermaids lived.

These half-human, half-fish creatures are born with some of the cultivation talents of humans, so their cultivation level must not be too weak.

For the Demon Whale Clan, it was undoubtedly a feast.

To avoid provoking the behemoth, the Demon Whale King was extremely cautious, bypassing the North Current and choosing to detour through the waters further west of Poseidon Island.

It thought it had everything under control, but it underestimated Godzilla's keen sense of smell.

"Um?"

In the backyard of the Temple of Poseidon, Godzilla, who was enjoying a massage from Poseidon, suddenly stopped.

He suddenly sat up straight, his golden vertical pupils flashing with cold light, staring straight at the endless sea to the west.

Something is approaching, and there are quite a few of them.

Godzilla flicked its tail, stirring up a gale that caused the surrounding seawater to surge and churn.

The entire ocean is my own backyard!

The fact that he didn't personally wipe out all the 100,000-year-old soul beasts was already a tremendous favor to the sea soul beast clan.

There are still some blind fools who dare to linger under his nose?

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P.S.: There's one more chapter. I won't skip it. Please give me another hour. I must write 10,000 words a day!

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