Ocean Lords: Start Harvesting Double from Dice Rolls Chapter 693 - 343: Water Element Law, Unlucky Zhang Yi (Part 3)

Every crew member aboard the sea vessel, upon witnessing the sudden descent of Yuanqi, prepared for action. However, none anticipated being instantly ensnared by the opponent’s Law.

Helplessly, they observed as the Yuanqi began to siphon the moisture from their bodies, drop by agonizing drop.

A wave of immense pain then surged through each crew member. As their bodily fluids rapidly diminished, their bodies convulsed uncontrollably, a searing friction burning through every inch of their being, a torment so profound that no words could adequately capture even a fraction of the agony.

The most dreadful aspect, however, was this...

A playful grin graced Yuanqi’s features as he meticulously controlled the extraction, drawing out the moisture incrementally rather than all at once.

"How reminiscent of days past..."

"Back then, my original form similarly drew out the moisture from the common folk, providing invaluable data for my alchemical experiments!"

Yuanqi mused internally, a sense of dark pleasure filling him as he watched the crew members writhe in torment on the deck, mouths agape.

The act of killing itself was an intoxicating vice, already holding Yuanqi in its powerful grip.

He reveled in prolonged, torturous executions, deriving immense satisfaction from witnessing others descend into madness, agony, and utter despair.

"Simply exquisite!!"

Yuanqi let out a hearty laugh, but soon the cries from the ground began to fade, becoming barely discernible. In moments, all souls aboard that ship, including its captain, had been reduced to charred husks.

Once their moisture was completely depleted, they didn't resemble drowned victims, but rather beings that had been utterly desiccated by intense heat.

The deck, now strewn with corpses, painted a ghastly picture of a hellish purgatory. Yet, Yuanqi, surveying the scene, pursed his lips with a hint of discontent.

True joy, alas, was so fleeting...

Shaking his head, Yuanqi thought to himself and strode forward, swiftly boarding another sea vessel.

Employing the identical methodology, he soon reduced all the crew members on this subsequent ship to desiccated corpses as well.

"Halt! Who are you?!"

Yuanqi’s relentless actions had not gone unnoticed; the fleet commander himself, Zhang Yi, the esteemed Patriarch of the Zhang Clan, finally intervened.

Initially, Zhang Yi perceived the enemy as possessing an uncanny, overwhelming might, silently subduing the entire fleet, a realization that sparked immediate panic, fueling his fear that Yuanqi would soon turn his attention to him.

But witnessing Yuanqi’s unhindered progression, not only eliminating the entire crew of one ship but continuing his grim work with the same method, slaughtering vessel after vessel, instilled a profound terror within him.

He understood that if this continued, his own ship would inevitably be next, by which point any hope of a counterattack would be extinguished.

Seizing the remaining moments before his own demise, it seemed prudent to attempt some form of resistance, however futile.

Yet, Zhang Yi could never have anticipated confronting such a formidable entity.

Upon hearing these words, Yuanqi, far from being angered, seemed delighted, a spark of manic excitement igniting in his eyes.

"Ah, ah, indeed! Someone dares to resist, someone remains unyielding; now this is becoming truly interesting."

"Excellent, the individual who just spoke is..."

Following the direction of the voice, he spotted Zhang Yi, standing sternly in a defensive posture.

In the subsequent instant, before Zhang Yi could even contemplate a reaction, Yuanqi surged forward. Less than a heartbeat passed before he materialized directly before Zhang Yi.

Confronted by Yuanqi’s sudden, terrifying proximity, Zhang Yi’s pupils contracted sharply. He instinctively prepared to unleash his full power in a desperate bid to resist.

However, Zhang Yi’s resistance proved utterly ineffective. Yuanqi merely gestured casually, instantly sealing all the Power Level within Zhang Yi's being, rendering him completely immobile. He could only watch, paralyzed, as Yuanqi advanced.

It’s all over!

Desolation washed over Zhang Yi’s heart, laced with confusion. He couldn't fathom what transgression had drawn the ire of such a terrifying enemy, who had now personally arrived to obliterate him.

His legs trembled uncontrollably, his formidable Zhang Clan, built through years of painstaking effort, filling his heart with a profound sense of regret.

He mourned the loss of his wealth, his honor, and his esteemed status.

But now… he was fated to meet a miserable end at the hands of this unknown, overwhelmingly powerful being…

Zhang Yi sank into utter despair.

Yet, in that very moment of deepest hopelessness, a soft exclamation of surprise reached his ears from the figure before him.

"Eh? You recognize Fang Yu?"

Zhang Yi blinked in astonishment, instinctively shifting his gaze towards Yuanqi, who stood just inches away.

Yuanqi held a document in his hand, bearing an image of Fang Yu, which he was examining with evident curiosity.

It transpired that Zhang Yi was a meticulously cautious individual; he always ensured his plans were thoroughly prepared, leaving no stone unturned to ensure the accurate elimination of his adversaries.

Consequently, prior to initiating any action, Zhang Yi would conduct exhaustive research on his target, diligently ensuring he possessed complete knowledge of both himself and his opponent.

This caution was particularly heightened when dealing with someone of Fang Yu’s caliber—a uniquely exceptional captain—prompting Zhang Yi to exercise even greater prudence.The document detailing Fang Yu's background, compiled by Zhang Yi's subordinates during their journey to Nanhui City, was intended to assess Fang Yu's capabilities and ensure a successful assassination. However, as Zhang Yi was engrossed in studying this information, a surge of Yuanqi unexpectedly enveloped him, leaving him completely blindsided. Witnessing the document concerning Fang Yu now within Yuanqi's grasp, Zhang Yi became apprehensive about the connection between Fang Yu and this formidable, enigmatic figure. He cautiously inquired, his voice hushed, "Sir, do you also know Fang Yu?" "Know him?" Yuanqi chuckled, a perilous, crimson glint flashing in his eyes. He responded in a low tone, "Not only do I know him... I intend to personally end that brat's life..." Upon hearing Yuanqi's declaration, Zhang Yi's eyes widened in astonishment. In the very next instant, an overwhelming wave of elation surged through him...