Apocalypse in Water - Chapter 132



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Episode 132

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The vest wasn’t pierced by the harpoon, but the impact was so great that it was like stopping a mortar shell with my bare hands.

I screamed in the water without realizing it.

As he opened his mouth, air bubbles rose to the surface.

It hurt so much I felt dizzy, but I quickly escaped.

Looking at the rising air bubbles, I was afraid that Bruce Lee might shoot something again.

As soon as I opened the distance, I tried to rotate the shoulder that had been hit by the harpoon.

Another scream escaped me, but I gritted my teeth and held it back.

The pain was no joke, but judging by the way his shoulder was turning, it didn’t look like any bones had been broken or that the harpoon had penetrated his vest.

I held my breath and looked up cautiously.

Although Bruce Lee was hovering on the surface of the water, he showed no sign of throwing anything into the water.

I thought I would be safe if I stayed quiet in the water.

But that can’t be the case.

The dome roof is approaching, so we must quickly catch Bruce Lee before the two meet.

We have to pull Bruce Lee into the water by any means necessary.

I felt like I would be counterattacked with a weapon like a harpoon, and if I engaged in close combat, my head would probably be blown off.

What weapon should I use?

I searched through my vest and X-band tool belt.

There were various tools and weapons like a warehouse, but no suitable weapons were visible.

So what weapon would he be most afraid of?

Yeah, that would be fine.

I cheered without realizing it.

The wind caused air bubbles to rise.

Bruce Lee must have sensed my position in the air bubble, because a button shot out through the water like a bullet.

Luckily, I was able to avoid the button right away so it didn’t hit.

That was a close call.

Then let’s try using a weapon that he would be afraid of.

I took out my trumpet and my trident.

The trident was nearly 1m long, so it was covered and carried like a cross bag.

Since I had already made birds, I knew how to use the trident and the trumpet.

But this time, the waves that are created must be rough and high, similar to tsunamis, unlike the previous ones.

I haven’t tried it yet, but I have a rough idea of ​​how to make it.

He put the trumpet to his mouth and blew softly with force, and the water in front of the trumpet rippled as if it was boiling.

He watched the water sway for a moment as if trying to catch the timing, and when he felt the moment was right, he tapped the swaying water with his trident.

The water, which was rippling like blowing a straw to create soap bubbles, was arranged into a sphere.

As the ball was almost handball, the trumpet was blown loudly for the last time.

Then the ball fell from the trumpet.

The ball rose up, creating a whirlwind, and transformed into a huge wave.

The black rubber shoes flinched and tried to run away at the sudden appearance of the waves.

But the waves were coming up so close that it was too late to escape.

Perhaps deciding that he had no choice, Bruce Lee turned around.

Then he boldly tried to fight against a wave as tall as him.

The dazzling shadows of the grasslands were reflected on the surface of the water like cherry blossoms falling on a pond.

The waves seemed to slow down under the tremendous momentum of Bruce Lee.

As expected! He’s not an easy guy.

Well then, let’s see if we can endure this too.

I again created a wave pattern using the trumpet and trident.

The wave, which gained strength again with the addition of cheering troops, swept over Bruce Lee with an even larger height.

Bruce Lee tried his best, but this time he couldn’t hold on.

I was caught in the wave foam and thrown into the water.

In contrast to his graceful movements, Bruce Lee floundered like a man who couldn’t swim.

It was good.

Now all the fish have been caught.

I took out the net and tried to go towards Bruce Lee.

At that moment, a loud noise rang in Gill’s ears.

“You are that infidel salty bastard.”

I almost lost my net because of the loud voice that made my head ring.

Is this the sound power that appears in martial arts novels?

No, but this is underwater.

If it’s sound waves, what happens to the sound hole?

I turned my head in the direction where the voice came from.

There was a huge head there.

It was similar in size and shape to a large advertising balloon floating in the sky, with wrinkled, dark-gray skin and black eyes and a protruding snout.

Is this true?

A giant Zara the size of a nuclear submarine.

What appeared to be a dome roof was actually a Zara shell.

I had an inkling of it to some extent, but when I actually saw it, I couldn’t quite believe it.

Isn’t that one of those large balloon sculptures that appear in festival parades?

But the giant Zara was alive and moving.

He blinked his big black eyes and turned his head to look at the struggling Bruce Lee.

I muttered without realizing it.

‘It’s a star house!’

Bubbles of air rose upward, unable to make a sound under the water.

But growing up, he understood what I was saying.

“Yes, you know who I am. And yet you still want to fight me?”

The star hostess looked back at me and said.

It wasn’t as loud as before, but the sharp voice made my head throbbing enough to give me a headache.

Its massive body seemed to act like a soundboard, amplifying sound waves so they sounded like voices.

The star keeper looked at me intently as if telling me to speak.

The star-shaped eyes were so pitch-black that I couldn’t see inside them, and they were bigger than me.

I’m going to fight against a star like that?

It wasn’t a size issue.

The giant squid was much larger, but I didn’t feel this much pressure or intimidation.

Without even having to think about it, I knew that I had no chance of winning if I fought the Star Lord.

But why did Byuljubu think I was his opponent? I wondered, but soon found the answer.

Hey! What is this?

I looked down at my hands.

In both hands he held a harpoon and a three-pronged spear.

What happened?

Come to think of it, I unconsciously drew my weapon as soon as I saw the Star Guardian.

Perhaps it was a reflex of the survival instinct caused by fear.

I shook my head and quickly put my weapon away.

Anyway, if it’s a Tiny Boy-level nuclear weapon, it won’t be affected by most other weapons.

“No. Why should I oppose you?”

“Yeah. You need to know your place. This time, I’m giving you a special treat, so don’t be too pushy.”

After giving a warning, Byulju-bu craned his neck and caught Bruce Lee, who was foaming at the mouth and sinking, with his bare head free of hair.

Then he raised his head.

I followed the star captain up to the surface.

“Wow! It’s a monster. A monster!”

Bomi and Jinman, who saw Byeoljubu, were surprised and picked up their bows and M60s.

It was a self-defense reaction that I unconsciously came out of when I saw an overwhelming presence like that, like a puppy that doesn’t know it’s scared of a tiger.

But if we attack Byeoljubu, all of us, including Hallasan Lake, will be miserably destroyed.

I waved my hands hurriedly and stopped them both.

“Stop! Stop it!”

“Huh? Stop?”

“Hey. Put the gun down.”

“You want me to disarm that monster?”

Bomi protested to me.

“Even if you take up arms, there is nothing you can do.”

“I thought you were a fool for daring to hit the Sirens, but you still know your place.”

The attendant looked me up and down as if evaluating me.

“Wow! That monster is talking!”

“Yeah, it seems different from the water monster.”

“Even so, it’s still a turtle. It’s a turtle that can’t do anything if it flips over, and can’t even get up on its own!”

Bomi and Jinman were talking nonsense without even knowing what was going on.

I waved my hand behind my back and told him to be quiet, fearing that I might offend the Master.

I once heard a story that the Star Guardian hated being confused with a turtle.

The head of the household frowned, wondering if that was really true.

At that moment, Bruce Lee, who had been lying on the pavilion in front of the main building, got up.

Bruce Lee shouted, spitting out water.

“Ugh! You little brat! Why are you here so late? I got drunk because of you.”

“Tosengwon! How could it be my fault? I told you to just stand by and surround the place. I recklessly provoked the pirates and caused them to attack the apartment.”

Pirate kid? Are you talking about Lee Su-ho?

Now that I think about it, I think it was a Korean language textbook, or something like that. In a classic work, ‘아이’ was written as ‘아해’.

Even though the way he spoke was like that, I didn’t feel any discomfort even though Byeoljubu used such language.

It’s like dealing with a grandfather.

“No, that’s it. I just said it because I liked our Star House. And how bored I was. The world has changed, so shouldn’t I have some fun? Hehe!”

Bruce Lee stuck his tongue out with a mischievous grin.

Just a moment ago, he was a quiet man who didn’t say a word, but suddenly his image changed 180 degrees.

But his name isn’t Do Seong-won.

‘Tosengwon,’

Are you a foreigner? Or is it a nickname? By the way, I think I’ve heard that somewhere.

Ah! That’s right. Rabbit War!

The rabbit war is also called the tosaengwon war.

In the Tale of Tosaengwon, there is a rabbit named Byeoljubu, and the rabbit that almost had its liver stolen by the Dragon King is called Tosaengwon.

So that means Bruce Lee is a rabbit.

I looked at Bruce Lee.

With eyes, a nose, ears, two arms and two legs, Bruce Lee looked like a normal human being.

There was nothing resembling a rabbit.

But his abilities were definitely beyond human.

Come to think of it, I can’t even swim like a rabbit.

No, but that’s true of Simcheongjeon and even Tosaengwonjeon.

Is the background of the submerged world a fairy tale?

If you think about it, doesn’t each country or ethnicity seek its traditional background in myths that are closer to imagination?

Our country’s Dangun myth, the Rome of Romulus who was raised on wolf milk, China’s Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Greek mythology, etc.

Maybe myths are not fiction, but stories that actually happened in reality, albeit with some exaggeration.

Could it be that Simcheongjeon and Tosaengwonjeon sank underwater for a while and then rose to the surface as the world was submerged in water?