CHAPTER 365: CHAPTER 225: FACING RUTH, THE ULTIMATE WEAPON, WHALE COURT’S FINAL BATTLE

Above its head, two elks stepped into the air, gathering strength as they persisted in the same movement for a full ten seconds. With each step, the wind and snow enveloping their hooves deepened another layer.

Finally, the surging wind and snow enveloped the elks and the sled like a whirlwind.

In an instant, the Christmas Sled swooped down, like an unstoppable avalanche. Thousands of tons of snow cascaded down from the crimson mountain known as the sky, illuminated by the sunset’s afterglow.

Ultimately, it crashed head-on into the Loch Ness Monster!

In the twilight, the wind and snow twirled like a kaleidoscope, resembling a snow mountain pressing forward! The immense impact made the Loch Ness Monster howl toward the sky, and the black mud encasing it fully receded, finally revealing its true form:

—It was a long-necked dragon, with its bloated lower half submerged in the sea, leaving only a disc-shaped shadow floating on the surface.

The muddy water continuously flowing from it reduced the impact from external forces; now, with the protective layer gone, it felt as if it were swimming naked, losing most of its Defense Power.

With a thunderous crash, the Christmas Sled transformed into a snow-white python that pierced through the Loch Ness Monster’s abdomen.

Yet at that moment, the waterfall-like black mud gushed out, swallowing both the elks and the Christmas Sled, fully corroding them.

Cezar frowned. Before the sled was completely engulfed in black mud, he swiftly reacted by leaping backward, plummeting straight toward the sea, though some of the black mud splattered onto his right arm.

Instantly, all the flesh on his right arm was eroded clean, leaving only a piece of stark white bone.

Meanwhile, bright red blood spurted like a fountain from the hole in the Loch Ness Monster’s abdomen, joining the black mud flowing into the sea.

"Phoenix—!"

Cezar held his bone-exposed right arm, suppressing his tears as he growled lowly, his eyes flashing with a violent gleam.

He would never give the Loch Ness Monster another chance to cover itself with black mud again, or he would have no hope of defeating it.

Amidst deafening roars, the Phoenix descended from the sky, enveloped in a crimson blaze, falling straight onto the Loch Ness Monster’s head like a setting sun.

In an instant, the scorching flames charred the body of the Loch Ness Monster into black carbon, and the giant bird with spread wings became a fiery red lance that pierced the monster’s body from top to bottom.

With its final roar, the Loch Ness Monster’s remains slowly sank to the seabed.

The black mud flowing from its body gradually dyed the surrounding sea into a deep swamp, from which faintly emerged fresh red blood.

The Phoenix descended to a position close to the sea surface, flying parallel above it, the remaining flames on its wings evaporating the seawater into a sweltering mist.

Next, it caught Cezar as he fell from the sky. Cezar kneeled on its back, roaring in pain from the agony radiating from his right arm.

An entire loose bone arm dangled down, seemingly ready to be shattered by the wind at any moment.

The Phoenix let out a cry; its flames possessed healing and scorching abilities. At this moment, it was burning Cezar’s body with the healing fire. The right arm, corroded by black mud to bare bone, bathed in flames, visibly regenerated.

Flesh filled the outer layer of the bones, covered by a layer of pristine skin, and soon enough, Cezar’s right arm was restored to its original state.

With a somber expression, he clenched his fingers tightly, lifting his eyes to gaze in the direction of the Titanic.

On the other side.

Yaguba’s body swelled to over two hundred meters in size, now standing at the pinnacle of the Box Garden World, even comparable to the Legendary Whale.

The jet-black tidal waves, continuously streaming between the gaps of its pores, merely a portion flowing into the sea below, already achieved the scale of a waterfall.

The colossal Yaguba had collided with the Titanic over ten times already, the dark blue metal coating its body peeled off entirely through successive clashes.

A torrent of blood gushed from the numerous fissures, as if fresh red springs were falling from high above.

It had just crushed the Titanic’s smokestacks with the Dark Fang, abruptly spitting them out afterwards.

Immediately after, Yaguba’s teeth returned to their normal color. It emitted a beastly roar, pupils raised high, charging head-on against Ruth.

Ruth merged with the Titanic, her body entering the cockpit interior, as the legendary over two hundred seventy-meter long cruise ship reappeared in history. The Titanic transformed from a Ghost Ship’s apparition into a real colossal vessel.

Accompanied by overwhelming foghorns, it crashed together with the giant shark within the black tide. At this moment, the dark blue metal resonated, atmosphere surged and howled. The pressure split a chasm across the ocean’s surface, flooding with seawater.

Next moment, Yaguba’s body was blasted hundreds of meters away, stirring tides like a tsunami on the sea surface.

The Titanic also shook intensely, cracks appeared on the steel-crafted ship’s rail, while the steam engine’s humming echoed on all sides.

"Just a brute, with quite the temper..."

Ruth frowned, spun the helm to tilt the ship, three layers of deck iron portholes abruptly opened, extending twelve steam rapid-fire cannons, searing shells roared out, tearing open a ravine of blood and flesh under Yaguba’s jaw.