The shelling stopped, the light fog dissipated, and Turtle Mountain was filled with steaming green gas; the sea surface was littered with shattered limbs and flesh. However, the magic crystal screen displayed traces of enemies diving everywhere underwater.
Chun was incredibly frustrated, no wonder there was no experience, the opponent just left after causing some damage! Seeing the consumption in the engine room was even more heartbreaking...
These patchwork monstrosities that could fall apart at any moment, even if you tied them with a harpoon, it would be useless. So, they're just here to mess with the players?
Old Turtle sighed, "Thank you again, warrior, but in my current state, I can neither deal with the Algae Sea nor tow the warrior's ship back."
That's exactly the state of being useless that I needed, otherwise, how could you come with me?
