Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

so big!

Amidst the violent shaking of the ship, everyone stared in surprise at the white monster that filled their vision.

A giant squid, nearly 100 meters tall, emerged from the sea, its hundreds of pale, slimy tentacles sweeping and entwining around any living creature in sight.

Bang bang bang!

With a dull roar, several Viking warships were struck hard. The runes engraved on the decks, keels, and hulls were activated and suddenly lit up, forming a magical barrier of shimmering light.

creak...

The tendrils coiled around the light membrane tightened continuously after capturing their prey. The hundreds of suckers hanging above everyone's heads wriggled their granulation membranes, opening their small mouths to reveal the inverted rings of serrated teeth on their inner sides, which inspired fear and sent chills down everyone's spines.

If someone were to suck on that, they'd be lucky to escape with their skin intact, if not dead!

Click!

In an instant, the pale wrists and feet exerted force, and the outer, flickering light membrane was punctured like a soap bubble. The tooth-grinding sound of wood cracking followed, and the two poorly protected ships were twisted into a pretzel shape like building blocks.

Amidst human screams and the sounds of flesh being torn apart, the blood-dripping ship was stuffed into the mouth of a giant squid, becoming the monster's food.

"laugh!"

In a flash, the warrior king Sigurd, who was the first to react, frowned and his dark red tree sword, Guram, ignited with crimson flames, transforming into a wheel of light that shot forward, severing dozens of thick, pale tentacles horizontally.

Several ships that had been entangled and lifted were thus freed.

"Kill this bastard!"

"Protect our ship!"

"Chop it up!"

The situation eased temporarily, and the crew members who had been staggering back to their feet gradually came to their senses, roaring as they steadied themselves and cursing as they organized their own counterattacks.

With Wartooth King, Bloodaxe King, and Dragon Slayer as the secondary command core, the Berserker draws his bow and arrows, and throws his throwing axes, javelins, and harpoons at the tentacles that sweep across the air.

"?..."

"?..."

The druids also raised their hands or wooden wands, solemnly chanting runes in strange syllables.

Among the 24 runes, [?] has the auxiliary functions of "protecting the triangle" and "secret energy". As the ether gathers and surges, the originally flickering magic barrier tends to stabilize under the overlapping of the inverted triangles, resisting the wildly waving tentacles time and time again. The crew members on the ship also roared angrily, their blood boiling and their fighting spirit rising.

The symbol 【?】 represents the effect of manipulating water flow. Under the floating light patterns, water tornadoes rose from the sea and crashed into the monster, dragging out its half-hidden body.

In the instant the giant squid was lifted high by the giant wave, Sigurd's gaze sharpened, he raised his hand to lightly wipe the blade of his sword, and solemnly murmured.

"Sun Demon Sword, unleash destruction with your body! This is the dawn of annihilation—the wheel of calamity!"

In an instant, several short blades formed from the split branches of the sword hilt shot out, crisscrossing and flying along the way, clearing away the tendrils in the path first. Then, the tree sword Guram, as the main body, gathered into a dazzling crimson pillar of light, comparable to the sun, and charged forward with the force of thunder.

boom!

In an instant, the giant squid, its main body blasted open with a hole of flesh and blood dozens of meters wide, had its magic core shattered and plummeted into the sea with a mournful cry, creating violent waves.

A strong stench of blood filled the air, and the sea monster's enormous body floated miserably on the water. Its white tentacles, which had been severed one after another and scattered across the sea, were still twitching, not stiff with death.

Meanwhile, atop the flagship, Brunhilde stood in the main control room, frowning and deep in thought.

"Hilde, have you figured out what kind of sea monster attacked us?"

The lively and energetic pink-haired girl, who had run to the deck to watch the game, heard the call and came running over with a smile.

"Big sister, this thing looks like the legendary Kraken from the North Sea, but it just feels..."

"what happened?"

"Perhaps... a bit small? Rumor has it that some fishermen have encountered this monster, which is 155 meters long and weighs 330 tons. It appears with storms and giant waves, and fleets that encounter it rarely return alive!"

Suddenly, a glint flashed in Hilde's eyes, and she looked up seriously.

"Could it be that!"

"Ok?"

"Is there too little food here? Are you getting thin from hunger?"

"boom!"

The solemn atmosphere in the room suddenly froze. Brunhilde's face darkened, but before the Valkyrie could make a move, Slude, unable to bear it any longer, punched the pink-haired girl on the head, physically silencing her.

"Big sister, I always felt that monsters that can travel and survive in the Chaotic Sea are not so simple."

The composed and quiet girl with long, straight blonde hair frowned as she offered a reminder.

Brunhilde nodded, her expression softening slightly.

Of the three prototypes brought from the Golden Palace, thankfully one was reliable; otherwise, relying entirely on her to do everything herself would inevitably lead to oversights.

"His Highness has entrusted his safety to us; we must not let him down! Notify the women outside to be on high alert!"

Brunhilde had a similar feeling, and frowned as she voiced her concern.

"Moreover, even though the battle is over, I still feel a little uneasy..."

"Living in groups..."

"Huh? Otlind, what did you say?"

Brunhilde and Slud, who were seriously discussing countermeasures, heard the sound and subconsciously turned their heads to look at the black-haired girl who was leaning against the corner, holding a tattered novel and engrossed in reading it.

"Kraken, these creatures seem to live in groups."

Otlind, whose thoughts were clearly not aligned with the others, closed her book, blinked, pondered for a moment, and casually replied. Upon hearing this, the two decision-makers' expressions changed drastically.

boom!

At the same time, the ship shook violently, and the four Valkyries staggered.

"Woo..."

Dull, angry screams came from all directions, and waving fleshy tendrils burst out of the water and swept across the surface, casting large shadows like thick ink on the sea.

"Valkyrie Legion, defend the flagship, all troops, engage!"

Brunhilde's expression was cold and solemn. She immediately summoned her winged horse, raised her spear, and leaped into the air, shouting orders from mid-air.

At the same time, hundreds of Valkyries who had gathered together spread their wings of light, which resembled swan feathers, gripped their rune spears, and took to the air, nimbly weaving through the crisscrossing and dancing tentacles on the sea surface.

"Lance, runes, grant me strength!"

With a series of sharp cries, the Valkyries raised their gleaming rune spears and hurled them one after another at the tentacles and torsos of the giant squid.

In an instant, the deafening roar of explosions filled the air, the chaotic tide surged and boiled, the giant squid screamed angrily, and the foul-smelling liquid from its ink sac, like sulfuric acid, splashed all around, hissing and emitting white smoke.

However, those broken tendrils wriggled and regenerated at an extremely fast speed, attacking relentlessly, and the Viking fleet was overwhelmed.

Wow!

Amidst the crisp sound of water, a giant squid nearly 200 meters tall emerged from the sea, its hundreds of tentacles, like javelins fired in unison, piercing towards the large ship that was the hidden core of the fleet.

Oh no, a god-level being!

Brunhilde's expression changed, and she immediately rushed towards the flagship, her gaze resolutely blocking the monster's path of attack. The magic barrier she hastily erected appeared small and fragile under the dense rain of tentacles.

boom!

At the critical moment, a jet-black cross-shaped flame streaked across the sky, accompanied by a sharp screech, burning away all the tentacles along its path, and struck the giant squid's head squarely, causing it to explode into a rain of minced meat!

In the shockwave of the explosion, Brunhilde, who was thrown back, happened to crash into a broad chest behind her.

Chapter Thirteen: Am I that kind of snake?!

As night fell, the chaotic and turbulent sea became less noisy. Giant squid, as big as small mountains, had nearly half their flesh devoured, and their severed limbs and internal organs floated on the surface of the water, looking extremely pitiful.

A sea breeze blowing from afar carried the salty smell of the sea and the rich aroma of grilled meat.

zizi...

On the deck of the Viking fleet, berserkers and druids squatted in small groups, some drinking mead and chatting, others scooping up squid legs from the pot with their cheeks puffed out and enjoying their meal. The atmosphere was quite lively.

Suck...

As the smoke from the fireworks drifted up to the flagship, Hilde, the pink-haired woman standing at the entrance to the control room, couldn't help but swallow hard. Before she knew it, the bucket of water on her head spilled out salty seawater, drenching her head.

"It's time for punishment. If you don't want to get scolded, stand still!"

Jin Changzhi Silude frowned and snorted coldly, unable to resist giving a reprimand.

"But I'm so hungry, Slud..."

The rabbit-ear-like organs on the pink-haired head drooped limply, its eyes staring straight at the deck where smoke was rising from the chimney, and it couldn't help but lick its dry lips and teeth.

Otlind, with her black hair, was much quieter and less troublesome.

Because she fell asleep, and dreamed with her eyes open...

Slud's face darkened, feeling utterly exhausted.

After two days at sea, without encountering any significant danger, everyone became quite complacent and almost forgot that this was a treacherous and chaotic sea.

The defenses were breached this time, and although His Highness returned in time to remedy the situation, some manpower and ships were still lost. For a fleet that was already short of personnel, this was a minor mistake.

"Our laxity allowed these monsters to breach our defenses and disturb His Highness. Being punished by standing is too lenient!"

"His Highness didn't say he was going to punish us. Can we finish eating before we're punished? It's too torturous to watch like this..."

"What are you eating! Idiot! No punishment doesn't mean you didn't make a mistake! Our elder sister did this to protect us. She's been inside for an hour, she must have taken the main responsibility and is being severely punished!"

Slud gave a cold reprimand, and kicked Otlind, who was dozing off again, while standing up straight herself.

"Is it really that exaggerated? His Highness is very easy to talk to. He even patted my head last time."

Hilde stroked the fluffy, soft, pink rabbit-ear-like organs, muttering to herself with some disbelief.

"Have you forgotten what His Highness's true form is? The World Serpent that devours gods. Maybe he touched you just to see if you're tasty. Stand still!"

Seeing that the pink-haired sisters next to her could no longer stay still, Slud half-threatened and half-scolded them.

"Tch, how could that be..."

"what……"

Just then, a series of suppressed and melodious wails came from inside the house through the door. The pink-haired Valkyrie, who had been half-believing and half-doubting, was startled and fell silent.

Three heads crept furtively to the door, pressed against the wall, and listened intently. The sounds, sometimes low and sometimes high-pitched, made their hearts race like they were on a rollercoaster.

"Gulu..."

The Valkyries looked at each other, their eyes filled with horror.

Is my older sister going to be eaten?!

Meanwhile, inside the room, a graceful figure lay on the table, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. Her smooth, jade-like back was exposed in the dim light, and her skin glowed with an alluring rosy hue.

"Woo..."

"..."

The soul-stirring, bone-melting wail made Samael's hand tremble, his movements instantly freezing, and he had no choice but to speak.

"Seriously, does it hurt that much? Should we call Slud and the others in to help?"

"No...no need, I can handle it, it's just...it's just too itchy..."

Brunhilde's murmured words were barely audible, her pretty face flushed red.

"Okay, then bear with it, it's coming!"

Sigh, I brought this on myself. I'll never do something so thankless again. Samael shook his head and bent over, while simultaneously clenching his fingers and palms with sudden force.

"Hmm... woo!"

"when!"

Amidst the crisp clang of metal, a barbed, purplish-red thorn fell into the fruit bowl. The torn flesh on Brunhilde's right shoulder twitched and writhed, causing the sensitive Valkyrie to let out a suppressed moan once more.

"Alright, this is the last one. These thorns are poisonous. If left unattended, they will not only affect the self-healing process, leading to cysts and scars, but may also leave unnecessary hidden dangers."

Samael dispelled the makeshift medical instruments formed from magic, then raised his hand and dumped the seven or eight purplish-black spikes he had taken from Brunhilde's flesh into the trash can.

"I came here to apologize, but I have troubled Your Highness again."

Brunhilde tapped her lower lip with her teeth, her face flushed with shame.