Deep Sea Fish Hunting Specialty Broadcast-Chapter 71: There Is No Salvation Here (3)

Deep Sea Fish Hunting Specialty Broadcast – 71

EP.71 There Is No Salvation Here (3)

“……”

Parang felt nauseous.

The scene she had just witnessed was still vividly before her eyes.

What on earth was that thing just now?

Why does something like that exist?

A million questions surged from within her, but none could escape her lips.

Everyone was probably in a similar state.

Parang barely managed to steady her breathing and spoke in a trembling voice.

“…Let’s take a break for a moment.”

Everyone gathered there remained silent for a while.

As if by some unspoken agreement, everyone had their hands on their foreheads, grimacing.

Xiao crouched down, burying her head and trembling.

As the caster of the skill, she must have borne a much greater burden than Parang or the other members of Oceanos.

Elvira approached Xiao and gently patted her.

Her mental fortitude was the best in Oceanos.

“It’s going to be hard to hold a meeting here right now. Let’s move her to a place where she can stabilize first, then we can talk. My house should be fine.”

Everyone agreed with that suggestion.

“And what about this…?”

Parang asked, looking at Kang Yuri’s body.

Normally, they would hand it over to Silo, who would be waiting on the surface with a ship, but the risk was too great right now.

They had no idea what state Kang Yuri’s body was in.

The fact that the dive time was 40 minutes, and that they were involved with such an entity, made it insane to expect her body to be in good condition.

“…Let’s temporarily leave her in the sea in front of my house. It’s a remote area, so it should be fine.”

Elvira replied.

It made some sense.

Elvira’s house wasn’t just in a “remote area.”

It was a place not meant for people to live in the first place.

It was the place with the least potential damage from Kang Yuri’s body.

The extremely cold region would delay the decomposition of the body to some extent.

Moreover, it was close. It would only take about 20 minutes of swimming.

Thus, everyone agreed. They decided to head to Elvira’s house.

There was no better option that came to mind.

And it was crucial to get Xiao stabilized as quickly as possible. She seemed to be in significant shock.

When they informed Silo of the situation, they received a response of understanding.

Silo knew well that when Oceanos said something was dangerous, it truly was.

If only everyone in the world were like that.

Thus, they headed to Uelkal. Located at the extreme end of Siberia, it bordered the Arctic Ocean, a polar region where the ground was frozen and snow fell year-round, an extreme of extremes, a remote place of remote places.

And there, Oceanos appeared with a corpse.

It might sound a bit odd, but anyway.

“Diego, take her inside. Vertea, keep an eye on her condition. And…”

Elvira skillfully assigned roles. Though she was usually a troublemaker, she was reliable in times like these.

Soon, Diego, who had taken Xiao out of the water, returned with a large iron coffin and thick chains. After temporarily sealing Kang Yuri’s body there, Oceanos gathered at Elvira’s residence.

“…No matter how many times I come here, I can’t get used to it.”

Parang said as she descended the iron ladder.

Elvira’s house was a bunker. They had dug into the rock-hard frozen ground and built an incredibly spacious bunker inside.

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The inside of the bunker had an overall dreary atmosphere. It looked exactly like the emergency shelters seen in disaster movies, a result that heavily reflected Elvira’s taste.

Parang had a lot she wanted to say with each step she took, but she decided to hold back for now.

It wasn’t the time for that.

Now familiar with the bunker’s layout, she skillfully navigated the winding corridors and arrived at the bedroom.

Inside, Xiao lay on a cozy-looking bed with Vertea attached to her side, monitoring her condition.

“…How is she?”

“There doesn’t seem to be anything particularly wrong with her body. She should be fine after a good sleep. But we should keep an eye on her, just in case.”

“Hmm… Okay.”

Time passed for a little while.

The four members, excluding Xiao and Vertea, gathered in the living room.

The first to speak up, again, was Parang.

“Does anyone have a guess about what it could be?”

A heavy silence fell over the group. She hadn’t asked the question expecting an answer.

Parang spoke with a trembling voice.

“The truth is… I felt it. I’m certain.”

Where it came from, what it was, why it was on Earth, she knew nothing for sure, except one thing.

“That thing, it’s related to the Kraken in some way.”

“What…!”

Oceanos, who had been looking ahead with complex expressions, all turned to Parang with faces filled with astonishment.

It was a name they truly hadn’t imagined would come up.

But it was true. If asked how she could be so sure, honestly, it was a feeling.

“How does that make sense? How can you be certain about that just based on a feeling…”

“No, listen to me. It’s not just a simple feeling. It’s closer to something more fundamental.”

Every time Parang summoned the Kraken to use her skill, she always felt a peculiar sensation.

It was as if her chest was heavy, throbbing, and something was tightly packed inside her, only to suddenly disappear.

However, it was so faint, fleeting, and subtle that Parang didn’t even realize it for the first few years.

It was only after Alice left, and she began sweeping away monster fish all over the world, that she became aware of it.

And when she saw that eyeball in Kang Yuri’s memory, Parang felt a very similar, but much stronger sensation.

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“I’m certain. Both had the same kind of feeling. The… sensation from that eyeball was just much more powerful.”

To put it in perspective, summoning the Kraken felt like looking at a candle flame, while seeing that eye felt like walking into a blazing inferno.

“So, are you saying that thing is the Kraken?”

“No, it’s not. I’m sure. That entity is related to the Kraken, but it isn’t the Kraken.”

“How can you be so sure about that?”

“…”

Parang couldn’t easily answer that question either.

If she had to find an answer, well, it was another ‘feeling.’

It was too intense and clear to be dismissed as just a feeling, but nonetheless, it was still just a feeling.

As Parang struggled to find the words, Russell stepped in.

“Well, if it’s about the Kraken, we should trust Parang’s word completely. I don’t doubt you. But aside from that, I’d like a more detailed explanation. If that eye isn’t the Kraken, then what exactly is its relationship with the Kraken? Is it a friend, an enemy, something like that?”

“…Honestly, I don’t know that either. One encounter isn’t enough. But…”

Parang trailed off, unable to suggest diving again.

Everyone nodded in understanding.

“Alright. Let us know if you think of anything else. Now, let’s talk about the fundamental issue.”

Elvira’s eyes turned cold for a moment.

“…How can we defeat that thing?”

“…I don’t know.”

Parang stroked her chin.

If Parang were to face that eyeball right now, what would her chances of winning be?

“Probably average.”

At best, it was 50-50.

In fact, that was an incredibly high probability.

Considering she was up against an entity that had annihilated the Slayers, a being beyond the heavens, a 50% chance was significant.

The problem was the meaning of that 50%.

It didn’t mean Parang and that entity would have an evenly matched fight; it was more like a coin toss.

That’s how Parang’s skill worked.

[ In the sea, you have overwhelming superiority over all living creatures. ]

As long as it was a living creature, Parang would have an overwhelming advantage, without question.

So, she would win.

If it wasn’t a living creature, she would be utterly defeated.

And the probability that the eyeball was included in what the status window referred to as a “living creature” was objectively low.

Who in the world would look at that and think it was a cellular organism?

The only reason she raised the probability to 50-50 was because the status window referred to it as “living.”

Without that, Parang would have estimated her chances below 1%.

Even if it was a living creature, she had to consider the possibility that the status window’s statement might not hold.

“To put strain on the status window, I’ve never…”

Experienced, seen, or heard of such a thing.

It meant that it could ignore her overwhelming superiority and just push through.

In short, it was a gamble.

And Parang was not the type of person to gamble with the fate of the world.

She wanted to make her chances 100%, if possible.

If Oceanos were to fall, there would truly be no one left.

Coexisting with that monstrosity on Earth was not an option.

In a situation where everything was uncertain, one thing was clear.

Oceanos and Parang needed preparation.

Very meticulous preparation for a battle that would determine the fate of the world.