Chapter 106: The Sword Repels the Island Whale

Although Whale Lab’s headbutt had sunk the Ironclad Pirate Crew, blocked the descending route, and even stirred up a sizeable localized tsunami, it was, for the whale, merely a restrained move.

Because when this island-sized whale truly lost control, the scene became a hundred times more terrifying than that small headbutt.

Its colossal body, measured in kilometers, suddenly unleashed a force like an overwhelming tidal wave. Carrying the weight of millions of tons, it leapt from the ocean and charged fiercely toward the tiny figure standing on the coastal cliffs.

The sea immediately formed a massive void; towering waves cascaded off Whale Lab’s back, followed by a true storm and tsunami.

Seeing that enormous whale head hurtling toward him, blocking out the entire sky, the middle-aged man, previously rescued from the pirate ship by Garen, was instantly petrified with fear.

Naturally, Garen wouldn’t stand frozen like that middle-aged man, waiting for death. As the instigator, he had long prepared for this moment.

Before Whale Lab’s enormous shadow could engulf him, Garen had already turned and fled.

“Shave!”

His figure vanished like a phantom and reappeared dozens of meters away in an instant.

The middle-aged man, held by Garen, felt as if slapped hard by a high-speed storm; his vision blurred, and suddenly he found himself somewhere else.

Before he could recover from the dizzying aftermath of rapid movement, Garen grabbed him again, propelling them both into another burst of dizzying, face-flapping wind speed.

Garen’s tireless, data-driven body granted him abilities completely unlike those of ordinary martial artists.

Ordinary people of Garen’s level couldn’t sustain the tremendous strain of repeatedly using the “Sixth Style: Shave” technique; they reserved it as a last-ditch trump card.

But Garen indulged in it recklessly, treating “Shave” as a skill for long-distance travel.

In moments of escape, the ability to chain multiple “Sixth Style: Shave” moves quickly and without exhaustion became Garen’s talisman. The “Fatal Strike” skill’s thirty percent speed boost made his movements even swifter and more elusive.

However, Garen still underestimated the destructive power of Whale Lab’s full-strength assault.

A whale measuring four to five thousand meters in length barreling from the sea was no easy crisis to face.

From a godlike vantage point, Lab’s movements appeared clumsy and slow.

But considering its terrifying length and breadth, it was clear that Whale Lab’s attack range was measured in square kilometers.

With such enormous mass, even a casual swipe could cause catastrophic area damage.

When the massive shadow that darkened the sky, bearing tens of thousands of tons of seawater, crashed from midair and crushed the rocky cliff beneath Garen’s feet, only by unleashing “Infinite Firepower: Shave” was Garen barely able to escape the giant whale head’s lethal strike radius.

But that was far from the end. The storm whipped up by Whale Lab’s impact was as sharp as blades. The flying sand and stones battered Garen, inflicting shocking damage.

Most terrifying of all: the whale’s residual kinetic energy continued to drive its island-sized body sliding along the cliff, smashing forward with fierce force, pulverizing everything in its path.

“Help! Save me!”

The middle-aged man, gripped by Garen, was utterly white-faced with terror as Whale Lab’s sliding head threatened to engulf him.

“Hahaha!”

Garen laughed loudly, his booming voice cutting through the howling storm:

“Didn’t I say something even more thrilling was coming?”

With that, Garen suddenly raised both hands and hurled the middle-aged man far into the distance.

In this world, human bodies were extraordinarily resilient. Even ordinary people were like human sandbags, capable of withstanding tremendous impact.

So Garen didn’t hesitate about whether the man could survive the fall; he threw him like a javelin.

Ignoring the fading screams carried away by the wind, Garen turned and tightly gripped his greatsword, facing the moving mountain-sized threat head-on.

As Garen’s small figure was about to be completely swallowed, he performed a baffling move.

Gripping the sword with both hands, he held it horizontally across his chest in a blocking stance, then let out a passionate roar to boost himself with an invincible buff:

“Laurent’s Heartblade!”

The true power of this move wasn’t the sword energy it unleashed, but the initial 0.75 seconds of blocking.

No matter how powerful the sword energy was, the sword wave released after a 0.75-second charge was too slow to hit anyone.

That impressive-looking sword energy was mostly used by Garen to torment foes far weaker than himself, or those unable to retaliate.

But during the 0.75 seconds before unleashing the sword energy, Garen was in an absolutely invincible state—impervious to any weapon or attack.

Through numerous trials, Garen had long discovered that neither firearms nor swords could harm him during this block. Not a single movement of his body could be forced.

Though he had never faced an island whale of Whale Lab’s scale before, Garen trusted the system’s skill description fully:

If it said invincible, then it was invincible.

As Garen stood firm with his sword held across his chest, his minuscule figure became an invisible shield rooted to the spot, unaffected by anything.

Whale Lab’s mountain-sized head finally crushed down, its sturdy fish skin colliding with Garen’s greatsword.

It looked like a towering giant accidentally stepping on an ant.

The giant, of course, paid no mind to the ant.

Having broken free from the “Frenzied Taunt” effect, Whale Lab no longer understood why it was wildly charging forward, nor that it had actually struck its tiny target.

But Lab immediately sensed Garen’s presence.

Its island-sized bulk halted abruptly, its momentum suddenly suppressed by a sword so small it was invisible to the whale.

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