Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 257: For Your Majesty (72)

Dragon Raja 5

The outcome of this deadly battle was already clear. Hydra had been afraid of Leviathan’s revenge, so it entangled itself with the Nautilus. After being dragged through the soft mud, it was already dying. Although Leviathan had once passed through a minefield composed of interference mines, the damage caused to it by that level of explosion was limited after all. From the moment it bit Hydra, it became the leader of this battle of revenge.

But the real controller of the battlefield was the Nautilus. The Sailfish torpedo has an absolute advantage in range and is powerful enough to clear an entire sea area. All it needs to do is watch quietly and wait calmly.

This is a rare situation in history. Dragons and their dragon-blooded subspecies are fighting desperately, while humans sit high in the stands like kings, holding the power of life and death.

“Destroy all data recorded by the underwater camera afterwards.” The first mate gave the order in a low voice.

An officer nodded slightly, while the other sailors were still staring intently at the deadly fight between the monsters on the screen. It was as if in the black smoke of creation, gods and demons were entangled and biting each other, trying to determine the future ruler of this world.

After a 20-minute, desperate struggle, Hydra finally exhausted all its strength. Its heads detached one by one from Leviathan’s body, and its long tail loosened its grip. Its white belly turned upward, and it slowly rose to the surface. Its once iron-like neck had become limp and limp, leaving it looking like a squid adrift in the current. The million-year-old ice shelf had been shattered by the clash between the two titans. Under a night sky shimmering with aurora, the sea shimmered and rippled. Hydra’s corpse floated among the shattered ice. Leviathan swam around it, spewing water columns tens of meters high, singing a desolate song that only Caesar could understand. The water columns froze into ice crystals in mid-air, pouring down onto the sea like a shower of diamonds.

The Nautilus’s periscope rose in the distance, and Caesar observed through it, taking in the desolate whale song. After repeated encounters with this mysterious monster, he could detect some changes in the whale song and vaguely sense the behemoth’s emotions.

It was sad and bewildered, like a man who, having slit his enemy’s throat, circles the corpse, bloodstained knife in hand. The ferocity and bloodiness of the cut still surged through him, and he couldn’t help but roar like a beast, but the strong will within him retreated. He felt the world was cold and lonely, and no matter what he did, it would be futile. The bodies floating on this sea were not just those of Hydra, but also of its whales, though most of them were hidden beneath the ice shelf.

Leviathan swam toward Hydra, its razor-sharp maw wide open, as if to devour its mortal enemy. However, the moment it bit Hydra, Hydra suddenly opened its eyes again! Its bloated abdomen burst open, sending countless white snakelets, dripping with blood, soaring into the air. After landing in the water, they immediately swam toward Leviathan. The snakes burrowed into Leviathan’s wounds. Despite the internal organs leaking out of its damaged abdomen, Hydra pounced viciously, biting Leviathan’s head again and continuing to inject venom.

“The same trick again! Do you have any shame?” Finger exclaimed.

A similar situation also happened on the YAMAL. When it was about to collapse, Hydra actually released the group of baby snakes in its belly to attack Abbas.

The hydra played dead, buying time to float on the surface. This allowed it to secretly inhale large quantities of air, breathing back from near-suffocation. Aside from its venom, it couldn’t inflict fatal damage on the Leviathan itself, but the hydra’s tiny bodies were able to penetrate Leviathan’s wounds, biting through the giant whale bite by bite. Leviathan’s initially tragic song immediately turned to anger. It, along with the hydra and its brood of hydras, slammed into the nearby ice shelf, sending up clouds of icy dust and creating massive cracks in the ice.

But such a violent impact was not enough to help it escape the siege of the young snakes. They had become maggots on Leviathan. In the battle between host and parasite, the parasite was often the winner.

Hydra wrapped around Leviathan like a giant octopus. This time, it chose to attack Leviathan’s head instead of its neck in order to block Leviathan’s only nostril.

Sperm whales have only one open nostril; the other is naturally sealed to store more air. Legend has it that the only way a giant squid could defeat a sperm whale is to block its nostril, but humans have never witnessed a fight between a sperm whale and a giant squid. Hydra actually did this, and Leviathan could no longer use its tactic of diving to the deep sea and surfacing rapidly, as it would suffocate to death. The battle ended with Hydra victorious. Leviathan continued to pound the ice shelf, but it had no other means of fighting back. Everyone could only watch the behemoth’s death in silence, like watching a god fall from his high throne and be eaten alive by maggots.

“Torpedo tubes No. 1, No. 3, and No. 5! Fire!” Caesar suddenly ordered.

The first mate paused for two seconds before forwarding the order. This was the last chance to destroy both Leviathan and Hydra in one fell swoop. If Leviathan died, Hydra would flee without hesitation. It could stalk the Nautilus with unpredictable movements and also find other ways to avoid detection by the Nautilus’s sonar.

The Nautilus vibrated slightly, and the three launch tubes on the left side of the bow were opened at the same time. Three heavy torpedoes drew graceful arcs in the sea water one after another. After detecting the target, the trajectory immediately straightened and approached Leviathan and Hydra from different directions.

They glided silently and gracefully through the water, leaving behind dense bubbles, like white birds soaring through the blue sky, their trails etched by the wind. Everyone’s eyes followed that beautiful trajectory, waiting for the brilliant fireworks.

The three torpedoes struck within a fraction of a second of each other. The Sailfish torpedo was the fastest mass-produced torpedo in the world, second only to the “laboratory product” Storm torpedo. Neither the Hydra nor the Leviathan had the speed to dodge it. Once the Sailfish locked onto them, the battle was over. The three explosions were like the sun rising three times in a row over the sea. The violent air currents blew away the ice, and the shockwaves shook the Nautilus, a mile away. The seawater turned into a torrential rain that continued to fall for a full minute after the explosions subsided.

The sailors in the command cabin all applauded loudly. It was a perfect fighter plane, a perfect launch, even if the captain was still commanding the Nautilus.

The first mate looked around majestically and accepted the sailors’ praise on behalf of Caesar, but the real commander Caesar was still staring at the center of the explosion through the periscope.

“Someone told me that Caesar Gattuso was born a lion with a golden mane. His passage across the grasslands is like the rising and setting of the sun. He may fall, but his justice cannot.” Jiude Mai patted Caesar’s shoulder. “It’s easy to get yourself killed that way. When hyenas attack you, they don’t care about justice or injustice.”