Somehow, I managed to inflict massive damage on the Mothership.
But separately from dealing heavy damage, a problem arose.
’What is the way to land safely?’
No matter how strong a person was, the law of universal gravitation could not be ignored.
Having pierced out of the Mothership, my body naturally began to fall downward.
"Euaaaaa!"
As I fell, I checked the Mothership’s position.
Because I had pierced through diagonally, the distance from the Mothership had widened.
I had to land on top of that Mothership somehow. That was the only way to minimize injuries.
’Should I flex and spring my body?’
If I arch my body back like a bow and spring forward, it might work.
It violated physics slightly, but with ’force’ and ’energy’, nothing was impossible.
Gritting my teeth, I arched my body like a bow.
Then, using the recoil of my arched body, I sprang forcefully.
Tuung!
It was an action born from the question "Will this work?", but it was effective.
Though my spine and core throbbed with excruciating pain, I could endure it.
Kung!
"Keu-eok!"
And so, I managed to land (?) atop the ship’s roof.
Though I couldn’t execute a breakfall due to the momentum, Body-Protecting Gangqi absorbed some of the impact.
Massaging my aching body, I stood up from the spot.
Even while falling, I had kept a tight grip on the Sword of the Heavenly Demon.
’Looking at it like this, it really is gigantic.’
I felt it from afar, but the size of this Mothership was extraordinary.
Big enough to rival a soccer field. Not quite an aircraft carrier, but still flabbergasting.
’Same goes for those fish drones...’
Ancient humanity had crafted an ultimate weapon straight out of a video game.
What was more astonishing was the high probability that this wasn’t even meant for ’combat’.
If it were combat-oriented, this Mothership would have directly fired lasers or equivalent attacks.
Ppol-ppol-ppol—
While I was thinking, a fish drone approached me.
Perhaps intending to keep me in check now that I had landed on top of the ship.
’First, I have to make this thing retreat.’
The Mothership showed no signs of leaving yet. It might be self-regenerating, just like repairing its mechanical arms earlier.
In that case, I had to make it fall back completely. I plunged the Sword of the Heavenly Demon straight into the floor.
Kwak!
The moment the sword lodged in, the Mothership vibrated violently. As if feeling pain.
Simultaneously, countless fish drones swarmed toward me.
But it was already too late. Gripping the Sword of the Heavenly Demon lodged in the floor, I sprinted forward.
Chwajajajajak!
As expected of the Sword of the Heavenly Demon. Its performance was so incredible it sliced through like tofu.
I dashed forward with full force, resolved to slice the Mothership completely in half.
Fish drones chased from behind, but they were too slow.
’Let’s slice it all the way to the end.’
Running to the very end without looking back, various noises rang out from the Mothership.
Though it was in English so I couldn’t understand what it said, it probably meant it was in danger.
Furthermore, several fish drones flying toward me ceased operation. At this point, it was close to fatal damage.
"Heu-cha!"
The end was finally in sight. Gripping the Sword of the Heavenly Demon with both hands, I jumped downward.
Hanging on till the last second to inflict maximum damage was a bonus.
Soon, the Sword of the Heavenly Demon pulled out with a ssuk!, and my body plummeted down.
Siiiiing!
As if infuriated, mechanical arms swarmed in to grab me.
In mid-air, I parried each mechanical arm. The Sword of the Heavenly Demon was so sharp that even a rough slash sliced right through.
Kwak!
However, their numbers were too great, and I was eventually caught by a mechanical arm.
Panic lasted only a moment; I placed my faith in the party watching from below.
Chwaak!
As expected, Sword Qi flew up and sliced through the mechanical arm.
But the number of Sword Qi slashes was unusual. Normally just one would fly over, but three arrived simultaneously.
’Did they fire them simultaneously?’
At any rate, the mechanical arm grabbing me lost its force, allowing me to escape easily.
However, landing was far more important to me right now than mechanical arms.
Falling from this height, Body-Protecting Gangqi or not, the impact force would break something.
Huuuuung—
Then, my falling speed drastically plummeted. I turned my head down.
Lackey, equipped with the Mythricon Gauntlets, reached his hand out toward me.
Looking at it, he seemed to have used telekinesis magic, which was a very timely action.
Tuk—
After that, I was able to land lightly.
Even while I was landing, the Mothership launched no attacks. Small wonder, given how severely damaged it was.The source of this chapter is novelping dot com.
[SURV#% DETEC@#... OPER#$%]
I didn’t know what it was saying, but suffered such immense damage, perhaps its AI broke down.
Ultimately, the Mothership moved to hide itself within the Sky Sea.
And then, everything vanished just like that.
The description might sound weird, but it literally vanished along with the Sky Sea.
We hadn’t destroyed it completely, but we had repelled it. I felt strangely proud.
"Phew. Thank goodness. We can relax now."
"Master."
"What?"
Relief was short-lived, as Lackey broke the reality to me.
"Our house gone."
"..."
"Food storage too."
Title) ???: Hey! My house got ripped off whole, I’m telling ya!!
Wild Grylls
(Photo of the shelter with the house completely ripped away)
(Photo of the shelter with the food storage gone too)
(Photo of the giant Mothership revealed inside the Sky Sea)
Fuck, life really fucking sucks
ㄴHeavenly Demon) What is that giant octopus again?
ㄴWild Grylls) Mechanical Kraken. It robbed my house.
ㄴSword Matstar) Mechanical Kraken? Something like that actually exists?
ㄴWild Grylls) Looks like those damn bastard gods built it as a toy.
ㄴDon’t Abandon the Hero) Blasphemy is not allowed...!
ㄴWild Grylls) Honestly, I think I’m entitled to it. Speciously speaking, those guys are probably my relatives anyway.
ㄴRelatives lololol
ㄴI mean he’s not wrong, but why did it get so crude lololol
ㄴStill, building something like that as a machine is mind-blowing in itself;;
ㄴHey Grylls. Can’t you make stuff like that?
ㄴWild Grylls) If I could make it, I would’ve escaped riding that thing, fuck.
ㄴEven among gods, their specialties differ. Look at Aris and Aragon. One is combat and the other is magic.
ㄴIs Grylls combat-type too?
ㄴHe’s just... something close to an ultimate lifeform.
ㄴLet’s just call him a monster.
ㄴYeah, that fits better.
ㄴWait a second. Did Grylls actually defeat that thing?
ㄴWild Grylls) Yep, gave it a beating and it ran away?
ㄴLOLOLOLOL
ㄴHe really is a monster monster lolol
I was treated like a monster. It felt slightly unfair, but looking at what I did, I couldn’t really deny it.
Drooping my shoulders like that, I set out on the restoration work.
[Fucked. Ghost Ship appeared;;]
[The ship is floating in the air right now, what is this?]
The Gallery seemed to be going wild, but I didn’t give it a second thought.
Since ancient times, the ’sea’ has been notorious as an environment where one hardly dared to trespass.
In particular, mountain-high waves and powerful typhoons swallowing even seasoned sailors was common knowledge.
Sailors who barely survived such environments often advised their descendants never to go near certain sea regions.
As these records accumulated over time, they developed into navigation techniques, and with advancing science, humanity was able to traverse ever wider oceans.
Navigation in this world was no different. Although the ratio of land to sea was higher compared to Earth, the importance of the sea went without saying.
Starting with the vast ocean dividing East and West, numerous nations bordered the sea.
As such, the importance of the navy needed no separate explanation, and national power varied depending on how far navigation technology advanced.
Consequently, quite a few nations invested heavily in seafaring sailors.
"Weather’s mighty fine today."
An explorer captain with tanned skin from long voyages murmured quietly.
Roaming the seas for many years, it had been a long time since he met such good weather.
Fierce winds blowing at any moment, mountain-high waves crashing, and so forth.
Facing all manner of foul weather, the captain had steadfastly survived. So on a day with weather as hopeful as today, his mood couldn’t help but rise.
"Captain! Food supplies are almost running out, what should we purchase?"
Meanwhile, a crew member approached the captain and asked.
Foul weather was bad enough, but the most terrifying thing to a sailor was food supplies.
Enduring life on the open sea without a scrap of food. Just imagining it was horrific.
"Isn’t there anything tasty-looking on the Gallery?"
"There are a few items, but we don’t know how old they are."
"Just buy whatever. Why the rush? Hearing you talk, I take it today’s fishing was a dud?"
"We caught a purple octopus, would you like to eat that?"
"You can eat a lot of it yourself."
That was why the Gallery was essential for sailors, especially explorers traveling far.
A situation similar to Grylls struggling to survive in the Forest of the Four Seasons.
Stockpiling food as much as possible, but purchasing from the Gallery in emergencies.
Thanks to this, running short on food was rare. It got to the point where a saying circulated among sailors:
[If not for the Gallery, five times as many sailors would have died.]Read this novel at novelрing.com for the best experience.
This was no lie, for the Gallery offered colossal benefits to seafarers.
Not only food, but they could even send ’rescue requests’, making it invaluable. They couldn’t refrain from using the Gallery even if they tried.
’The weather is good, so I should do some fishing.’
Of course, the Gallery was strictly for emergencies.
Over-relying on it brought no good.
Therefore, basic food procurement had to be done consistently.
What’s more, the ocean was a place where all sorts of bizarre scenarios unfolded. One could never know what might happen.
Ddedededede—
"Huh?"
It was just as the captain stepped off to fetch a fishing rod.
He couldn’t help but pause at the vibration felt throughout the ship.
"Captain. Did you feel that too, Captain?"
"I felt it. Sounds like a sea monster, get ready quickly."
The sailing ship the crew was currently aboard was a galleon.
A type of ship boasting the largest scale among wooden vessels.
For vibrations to reverberate through such a ship was one of the signs that a monster was approaching.
Sea monsters had threatened sailors since ancient times. Every single one boasted a colossal size.
"Signs spotted at 3 o’clock! Visible to the naked eye!"
A sailor shouted from the mast. The captain headed toward the railing the moment he heard it.
Just as the sailor said, the sea was heavily churning. The range was also broad.
’What is it? Is a Kraken popping out or something?’
The captain was considerably flustered by the scale, which was far larger than expected.
The only silver lining was that the distance was far. If it were near the galleon, it would have been troublesome.
"Cannoneers, load the cannons in advance!"
"Aye!"
Embarrassment lasted only a moment; the captain immediately ordered the crew.
Since the crew were veterans, they moved in perfect order.
Thus having completed all preparations, the sailors waited for the monster to rise.
Carelessness? There was none of that. The moment one let their guard down on a ship, they’d easily bite the dust.
Especially if the ship broke, their lifeline would be cut right then and there.
Ddedededede!
The sea began surging higher and higher. Even until then, the captain had not given the command to fire.
Since that surging sea acted as a sort of shield, reducing the power of cannonballs.
Only after the sea completely parted would they be able to deal proper damage.
"...?"
"...What is that?"
However, at the sight revealed soon after, the captain and crew had no choice but to be bewildered.
What was revealed as the water cleared was not the sea monster that commonly appeared.
Far from looking squishy like a sea monster, it was a solid lump of iron.
Even floating in the ’air’, it by no means looked like a living organism.
"Captain. Isn’t that... a ship?"
"..."
"It looks like a ship...?"
To the crew’s questions, the captain could not answer right away.
Small wonder, since what surfaced from within the sea was not a monster, but a vessel.
Moreover, it wasn’t wooden, but a ship made of solid iron. That ship was floating in the sky.
Its size was similar to or slightly smaller than the galleon the crew was currently aboard.
[Kiiiiiiiing—]
Rising into the air, the vessel emitted a unique mechanical sound.
Mixing in a familiar ship horn, it made the crew cringe back.
The captain came to his senses the moment he heard that ship horn. Preparing for the worst was best.
"...Just in case, you record this with the Gallery."
"Aye, aye!"
At the captain’s command, the sailor immediately recorded the situation using the Gallery.
Even if the worst situation unfolded, records had to be left behind. So that descendants wouldn’t be caught off guard when sailing in the future.
Meanwhile, entirely unintelligible words flowed out from the vessel.
[MOTHERSHIP IS UNDER ATTACK. ALL...]
Naturally, the crew could not understand those words.
Instead, they were merely astonished by the fact that the vessel was ’speaking’.
Roughly translated, it meant this:
[Mothership is under attack. All vessels are ordered to immediately halt missions and return.]
[Mothership location unconfirmed. Location tracking function damaged.]
[Last location also unidentifiable. Presumed to be in a location with unstable space.]
[Engaging search function until discovered.]
Wiiiiiiing—
With those words, the vessel began to move.
Moving as if entirely of its own will, without even a captain.
Flying through the air on top of that, the sailors had no choice but to think:
"I-Isn’t that... the legendary Ghost Ship...?"
"It... seems so..."
Even the captain couldn’t bring himself to deny it.
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