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However, today, he suffered a big setback!

The psychological defense line completely collapsed.

I can’t beat him! I can’t beat him at all!

These little bugs on land are so damn insidious! They have no moral principles!

Of course, the strength of the little bugs is actually not important. No matter how annoying they are, they can’t break their defense. If you fight them well, there is always a way to deal with them!

But the most annoying thing is the "owner" of Dogecoin!

Every time he finally gets a chance, the "master" will give him an order, either asking him to slow down or making him miss the target!

What could he do?

Played to death! Operated to death!

"Awoo! (I won't fight anymore! I don't want to play with you anymore!)"

Leviathan let out a roar filled with endless grievance and unwillingness. It didn't even dare to look at the "despicable" owner of the dog coin. Its huge body twisted suddenly, and it rolled and crawled in a posture that was completely inconsistent with its huge size, almost like "fleeing in panic". With a plop, it crashed back into the sea where it thought it was absolutely safe.

Of course, this matter cannot be left alone like this.

It immediately turned its attention to several fleeing warships, especially the three Arleigh Burkes that formed a temporary formation and were fleeing in panic.

Damn, if I can’t beat the master, can’t I beat you?!

I must get back from you all the losses I suffered from my master!

"Ouch-ouch—!"

It roared with extreme anger and pounced towards the Arleigh Burkes!

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Today I will still have five chapters with an extra chapter, for a total of six chapters.

63 (Part 2). New Pearl Harbor (4K)

Leviathan's hasty entry into the sea means only one thing - Anduriel won!

The live broadcast room of Bilibili is boiling again!

【Won! Won! we are the champion! 】

[The Queen is awesome! The Overlord is awesome! The Thunder God and the Fire Lord are awesome! The White Cat is awesome too! The Vigilantes are the best in the world!]

[This coordination! This tactic! This is a textbook boss-killing strategy! I've recorded the screen and plan to analyze it frame by frame and write a 10,000-word review!]

On the battlefield, the white giant beast transformed by Jingxue, seeing that the crisis was over, took light steps, jumped down from the top of the giant beast's head, and landed steadily next to Tifa.

The Lord Dragon also skillfully used his "magic skill" once again - [Fake Patient].

A weak smile appeared on his pale face, his eyes filled with fatigue. He smiled faintly at the black-haired girl not far away who was looking at him with worry.

Then, his body went limp and he fell straight back.

"Master Dragon!"

"No!"

Two anxious exclamations rang out almost at the same time.

Tifa's reaction was ultimately a step faster. Perhaps it was the bonus from her level 3 [Tyrant's Glancing Shadow], or perhaps it was because... she was already prepared. She rushed forward, and before the dragon's body could make direct contact with the cold ground, she stretched out her arms, firmly and tenderly embracing him.

That soft, elastic and majestic chest once again became his warmest and most comfortable harbor.

Jingxue, who was a little slow, stamped her feet in anxiety.

"Roar!" She let out a low roar full of annoyance, and then the dazzling white light enveloped her huge body again.

The light faded, and what appeared in its place was no longer the majestic saber-toothed beast, but a tall, cold-tempered Sioux girl.

Her original clothes had long been shattered during the transformation, but at this moment, she was not completely naked.

A strapless miniskirt, naturally transformed from the snow-white and soft fur with black stripes, full of primitive and wild beauty, tightly wrapped around her slender and powerful body.

The hem of her skirt only reached mid-thigh, revealing her long, straight, beautiful legs that looked like they were carved from white jade.

"She got there first again!" Jingxue looked at the main dragon held tightly in Tifa's arms, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, a trace of worry and unwillingness flashed in her clear eyes.

She quickly ran to the two of them, squatted down, stretched out her fair and slender hand that still had a bit of girlish youthfulness, and carefully stroked the main dragon's face.

After confirming that he had simply fainted due to overexertion and was not in danger of death, she breathed a sigh of relief.

In the global live broadcast room, all the viewers were dumbfounded again.

[Wait a minute... am I blurry-eyed again? Where's that big white cat from earlier? How did it suddenly turn into such a beautiful... Indian girl?! The kind that even has her clothes pop?!?!]

[Holy shit! This… this is a real surprise! This figure! This aura! This all-natural, pollution-free fur miniskirt! Ah Wei is dead! Died repeatedly!]

[So… So this guy, the Master, isn't riding a big cat… He's riding a girl!!!]

As soon as this comment came out, the tone of the entire comment section instantly changed.

Jealousy has distorted my appearance! Why? Why?! What's the point of this kid?! To have a queen who can tear apart an aircraft carrier on his left, and a wild, icy beauty who can transform into a giant white cat on his right! Isn't this too good?!

[+1! Damn! Riding a beautiful woman as a mount! Just thinking about it makes me excited! What kind of magical gameplay is this?!]

[Master: "Although I have kidney deficiency and am weak, I feel truly refreshed."]

[A Shura Field! This is definitely a Shura Field! Look at the way the Queen is looking at that white-haired girl, she's practically pissed! This is a competitor's declaration!]

[I declare! From today on, I am a member of the "White School" family! 'Lord' and 'Queen' are Qingmei, 'Lord' and 'White Cat' are heaven-sent! I was here first... Why did it turn out like this?]

[Come on! Judging from the current situation, it must be a double! Whatever plum blossoms fall from the sky, I want them all! By the way, kill that useless comment.]

Although our master, Mr. Long, appeared to be "unconscious", he was already beaming with joy in the deepest part of his consciousness.

This time, he really made a lot of money.

Besides, Leviathan’s show isn’t over yet.

Soon, the barrage in the live broadcast room "exploded" again.

[Wait, forget about those people's affections! The Leviathan incident isn't over yet!]

[It's not sinking, it's advancing! What does it want to do!? ]

[Oh shit! It's the Arleigh Burke, it's charging towards me!]

……

The USS Mitchell, USS Benfold, and USS Higgins - these three Arleigh Burke-class guided-missile destroyers belonging to the Seventh Fleet, which once swaggered across the world's oceans, are now like three frightened rabbits being chased by invisible giant wolves. Their engines emit sharp roars under the heavy load, pushing the four LM2500 gas turbines to the limit, leaving three pale and desperate trails behind them, and desperately fleeing towards Hawaii.

"Report your location! Where is that thing?"

Inside the bridge of the USS Mitchell, the temporary formation commander, an experienced, gray-haired colonel, was clutching the edge of the console in front of him tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

His eyes, which were once as sharp as an eagle's, were now bloodshot. He stared at the sonar and radar display screens as if he wanted to burn through the cold screens.

"Report to the commander! The target, the target is five nautical miles behind us! Oh my god, its speed... its speed exceeds sixty knots! It's still accelerating!"

The young radar soldier's voice was trembling and filled with tears.

On the screen, the huge red light dot representing "Leviathan" was rapidly closing the distance between them at a desperate speed that completely violated the common sense of fluid mechanics.

The sounds coming from the sonar system were no longer those made by any known marine life.

It was a low, terrifying roar, a mixture of the wail of whales, the roar of volcanoes, and the sound of metal tearing. It seemed as if the sound didn't travel through the seawater, but directly affected everyone's bones and internal organs, causing everyone on the bridge to chatter uncontrollably.

"All units! Turn right! Release jammers! Get ready Phalanx! Smash it to pieces!" the colonel roared hysterically.

However, as soon as the order was given, the lookout's scream, filled with extreme fear, pierced everyone's eardrums through the ship's broadcast.

"It's coming up! It's coming out of the water! Oh my God!"

Everyone subconsciously looked out the porthole.

Not far behind them, a massive black back, a hundred meters long and resembling a moving mountain ridge, suddenly broke through the waves! It wasn't the smooth skin of a whale, but a strange carapace covered in some unknown alloy, gleaming with a cold, hard metallic sheen. Rain and spray struck it, splashing specks of phosphorescence.

It didn't even launch any long-range attacks, but just charged straight forward in the most primitive, brutal, and unreasonable way!

The behemoth's first target was the "Higgins" at the very end of the formation.

No… No! Get out of the way! Turn! Inside the flagship's bridge, the colonel's pupils instantly widened to their limit.

That's not a collision...that's a crush!

"boom--!!!"

Time seemed to be stretched at this moment.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of desperate eyes, Leviathan's incredibly huge body, like an indestructible siege hammer from the mythological era, slammed heavily and precisely into the middle of the side of the "Higgins"!

In the face of this pure and irresistible physical force, the steel battleships weighing tens of thousands of tons were as fragile as children's toys.

A teeth-grinding sound of metal twisting and tearing echoed. The high-strength steel armor, strong enough to withstand a direct hit from an anti-ship missile, was instantly pierced, torn, and dented inward like paper! Half the hull was forcibly pushed out of the water by this tremendous force. The massive keel let out a painful wail under the extreme stress, and then, with a dull thud, it broke violently in the middle!

Countless sparks burst out from the fracture like grand festive fireworks, igniting the leaked fuel and ammunition.

The violent explosion completely engulfed the wreckage of the destroyer, which was broken into two pieces, in a sea of ​​orange-red fire.

"The Higgins has lost contact! Repeat! The Higgins has lost contact!"

"Open fire on all ships! Fire! Kill this monster!!!"

The sanity of the commanders of the other two ships was completely destroyed by the hellish scene before them.

In fact, it has come to this point, and it is useless to be rational or not.

“Da da da da da——!!!”

The Phalanx close-in defense weapon systems on the USS Mitchell and USS Benfold simultaneously spewed out blazing flames.

Thousands of 20mm depleted uranium armor-piercing shells were fired every minute, like two roaring fire dragons, viciously pouncing on the giant beast that was looming in the firelight.

However, this was enough to tear apart any deadly barrage of incoming missiles, and when it hit the Leviathan's gleaming golden shell, it only set off a series of dense, dazzling sparks, without even leaving a decent scratch.

This futile attack seemed to completely enrage the overlord of the deep sea.

Leviathan let out a deafening roar, and swung its huge body violently. Its broad, flat, and powerful tail, like a giant oar, swept across with a whistling sound that tore through the air!

"boom!!!"

Under this devastating blow, the bridge of the USS Benfold and its iconic Aegis phased array radar were like eggs hit by a giant's hammer, instantly turning into a pile of twisted, burning metal fragments.

The entire battleship tilted violently due to the huge inertia. Countless crew members who had no time to hold on to anything were thrown directly from the deck and the damaged cabin like puppets with broken strings, emitting a series of short screams and falling into the dark and cold sea.

"Torpedoes! Fire all the torpedoes!!"

The captain of the USS Mitchell made a final, desperate decision.

However, Leviathan didn't even glance at the "little gadgets" that were rushing towards it with a trail of bubbles. It simply dodged all the torpedoes with a graceful and light dive.

When it reappeared, it was already directly below the Mitchell.

An irresistible and huge force suddenly came from the bottom of the ship!

The only remaining destroyer was pushed out of the water, drew a desperate parabola in the air, and then fell upside down heavily on the sea.

Then, a huge, hideous head slowly rose from the water. Leviathan opened its jaws, large enough to devour a submarine, and bit down on the capsized destroyer's keel.

"Click——!!!"

In the firelight, its teeth, sharp as countless daggers, could be clearly seen, easily piercing the ship's armor. With the sudden force of its jaws, the destroyer's nuclear reactor compartment was instantly crushed, triggering a devastating explosion!

A small, orange-red mushroom cloud rose slowly from the sea with a deafening roar, illuminating the sea area as bright as day.

After a few minutes, the flames gradually died down and the loud noise dissipated.

On the sea, all that remained were three piles of burning, slowly sinking steel wreckage and the strong, lingering, pungent smell of fuel and charred corpses.

Leviathan slowly cruised between the wreckage and the flames. It raised its head and let out a triumphant roar towards the gloomy sky, which was full of primitive, savage and absolute majesty.

"Ouch-ouch—!"

"call--!"

After venting its anger, it swam towards the darkness of the deep sea without looking back, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.