Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!

Roar, roar...

The Flood Dragon truly possesses a Vajra Body, unstoppable when charging, with the thick ice layer on the water surface shattering frantically under the dragon’s powerful body.

It’s even stronger than the legendary icebreaker ships.

Crack, crack, crack^

The Flood Dragon rushed forward unstoppably and wildly, leaving all the ice surfaces destroyed in its wake.

At this time, on the Siamese nation’s warship, soldiers watched the rampaging Flood Dragon with wide eyes: ”No, no...”

Fear seeped across the entire deck, everyone’s eyes widened with unprecedented terror sweeping over them.

King Wuping was much more shocked, staring fixedly at the approaching Flood Dragon. He didn’t expect, really didn’t expect, that the Flood Dragon could be so terrifying that even his invincible Ice and Snow Divine Skill couldn’t freeze it.

How could this be? If so, won’t he end up perishing within the mouth of this Flood Dragon?

Thinking of this, King Wuping felt his blood run cold, especially seeing the Flood Dragon’s crimson and icy eyes, like the gaze of Death God, making his blood almost coagulate, with unprecedented fear enveloping him.

No, it can’t be like this, this was meant as a trap for the Southern Ocean Thirteen Pirate Gang, not for his Siam nation.

This ship is full of Siam’s elite; if truly sunk by the Flood Dragon, it’ll be a great loss for the entire Siam nation. No, it can’t happen, absolutely not.

King Wuping thought, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at the Flood Dragon.

Although he desperately wanted to stop the Flood Dragon, in front of it, he felt as small as an ant; the dragon’s power had far surpassed his imagination.

The State Preceptor had said before that the Flood Dragon was strong, almost comparable to an Earthly Immortal. King Wuping hadn’t believed it, but seeing it today, he truly believed it; this Flood Dragon is indeed a force beyond what mere mortals can resist.

The Thirteen Pirate Groups may look imposing, crashing through the entire sea without alliance, but before this Flood Dragon, they’re as weak as toys, completely defenseless.

Facing a charging Flood Dragon now, King Wuping even thought about abandoning ship to escape; he no longer had the courage to confront the Flood Dragon directly.

Thinking this way, he tightly gripped the Big Guandao Sword in his hand, eyes filled with gravity as the Flood Dragon finally rushed to his side.

The soldiers on the ship were all stunned, shouting in terror: ”Ah~”

Listening to the soldiers’ cries, King Wuping felt heaviness in his heart; after all, this ship held Siam’s elite, and if significant loss occurred, the impact would be enormous.

Moreover, he did not wish to die there.

Yet the Flood Dragon wouldn’t engage in idle talk, stretching its claws and teeth, seemingly ready to attack.

Looking at the terrifying Flood Dragon before him, King Wuping’s scalp tingled, and the Flood Dragon had already approached the large ship, about to crush it with its formidable body.

However, amidst everyone’s despair, the Flood Dragon suddenly halted its actions, the attack preparation abruptly suspended.

The large dragon head hung in the air at this moment, sniffing towards the warship, whoosh, whoosh~

As if detecting a scent, the whole motion halted.

”Stopped, it stopped!”

The soldiers witnessed the Flood Dragon cease its advance and all held their breath. King Wuping gripped his sword, fear flooding his eyes, beads of sweat slowly rolling down his face.

Yet he dared not wipe them, only watched the Flood Dragon with wide eyes.

The Flood Dragon stood still, unmoving; as long as the dragon stayed put, the tension remained, forming an eerie balance.

Finally, as the balance ended, the Flood Dragon lifted its large head, and in the next moment, it slowly submerged, vanishing in front of the Siamese warship.

Seeing this scene shocked everyone, and the soldiers, after the initial terror, reacted, watching the Flood Dragon disappear from sight.

Soon, these soldiers rushed to the deck’s edge, spotting the Flood Dragon after submerging pursuing other pirate ships, chasing them wildly.

Seeing this, the soldiers on deck began cheering wildly: ”Oh, won, we won!”

”The Flood Dragon ran, ran away!”

Hearing the soldiers’ joyful cries, King Wuping’s face finally showed signs of relief. He stepped back several times, finally stabilized, wiping cold sweat from his face: ”That was close.”

Indeed, it was close, but in the end, they gambled correctly, and what was recorded in the National Book was indeed right; this Flood Dragon feared the Demon Trapping Stone on his ship, which carried traces of the legendary Dharma Ancestor’s presence.

That’s why the aura rendered the Flood Dragon afraid, retreating without attacking.

Bang!

Behind, a soldier with keen eye power placed a chair behind King Wuping’s back, upon which he sat heavily, then began to breathe rapidly and wildly.

Huff, huff, huff...