I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 335: Chapter 234: Escaping from the Brink of

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Translator: 549690339

Drip, Drip, Drip…

The urgent alarm sounded.

The projection automatically zoomed in with speed.

The quantum brain of the micro battleship automatically recognized a target matching Harrison Clark’s preset search parameters.

Another half a second went by, focusing was complete.

Underneath the seabed silt which was 57-64 kilometers away in a straight line from Harrison, lying twelve-point-seven-seven meters deep was a cubic case 1.2 meters long on each side.

The Gravitational Wave Detector scanned what was inside.

A notebook full of aimless love poetry doodles, two used pairs of underwear, a basketball uniform he wore in college, a low-end Android phone he had bought through his part-time job in high school, Carrie’s inexpensive white radium floral shirt, light blue fitted jeans, two toothbrushes—one blue, one pink…

And, two strands of hair separately sealed in plastic bags, each labelled separately.

The antique safe was found!

Whoo!

Harrison reignited the battleship engine.

The micro battleship ripped the bottom of the sea, drawing a long stretch of vacuum, straight towards the target!

At the same time, countless turrets were rising from beneath the silt in the sea area near him!

Only one second passed, and the awareness of his arrival had already triggered a countermeasure by the radium.

Looking at the projections densely covered with over thirty thousand turrets in a five hundred kilometer radius, Harrison’s scalp tingled.

The nearest turret was less than two hundred meters from the case! As the turret rose from the seabed, lifting the mud, the case even sank further!

In an area with a radius of five hundred kilometers, more than a thousand Black Light War Beasts, which were not shown in the projection earlier, suddenly emerged due to the activation of energy, and rose from all directions towards him.

The closest was less than forty kilometers away!

Harrison stomped his foot in exasperation.

Damn, 57.64 kilometers was still too far.

It was time to dash.

The battleship shield’s performance was pushed to its limit.

Twenty pseudo-curvature engines installed on the battleship were launched, compressing forward space within a hundred meters and expanding the rear space into a giant space over ten kilometers long.

An explosion akin to a nuclear detonation erupted from the bottom of the North Sea.

The water surface was blown open and the reaction sprayed out, cutting diagonally into the sky.

The energy gun at the front of the micro battleship opened fire!

A linear vacuum was blown open in the sea bed again.

The battleship let out a harsh roar and rushed forward at high speed.

Underneath the ocean, Harrison started a rapid charge with pseudo-curvature motion!

The water gradually converged to block his path. The shield on the battleship seemed to withstand the impact of more than ten enemy battleships attacking simultaneously.

The shield’s color quickly faded, on the verge of shattering.

As nearly a hundred Black Light War Beasts arrive above Harrison’s location, he also reached the location where the safe is buried.

By this time, his battleship was already in tatters.

The missile turret had already locked onto him and fired!

Nine underwater subatomic missiles spun and tangled, shredding the water, shooting at him like lightning.

Harrison, clad in Ultimate Eagle Strike Armor, tore open the battleship and jumped out of the metal wreckage.

The huge palm of the humanoid Hawk Armor in his left hand grabbed a large piece of battleship wreckage.

With a sudden swing of his left hand, the rotating battleship wreckage flew towards the missile group.

A terrifying explosion occurred.

But Harrison had already rushed to the front of the safe, tearing through the seabed silt violently.

He bent down, and the right hand of the Ultimate Form Eagle-Strike Armor picked up the safe from the muddled sand and clay, as if grasping a magic cube. The cargo compartment of the Hawk Armor on the chest opened.

Click!

The safe was put in and the cargo compartment door was closed.

Meanwhile, Harrison crossed his hands on his chest, transferring most of the energy of the battle armor’s Triple Force Shield to his back. The pseudo­curvature engine at his feet erupted amidst the extremely disrupted gravity field.

The shock of the subatomic missile explosion arrived.

But it didn’t hit Harrison first, but it hit the debris of the micro battleship that was still flying towards him under the huge inertia of the pseudo-curvature motion that had just broken through the water flow.

There were twenty newly shutdown pseudo-curvature engines in the wreckage!

The second explosion took place.

Inside the battle armor, Harrison grunted, but leveraged the power of the two explosions to rush towards the water surface at lightning speed.

On the way, he churned through the body of a whale-like creature that had just died from the radiation of the previous explosion.

Bang!

He did not rush out of the water.

He was intercepted.

Three hundred meters under the water, Harrison was surrounded by a hundred Black Light War Beasts.

The location was still dark.

The yellow-edged, blue-core particle stream emitted by the Black Light War Beasts’ Medium Engine floated eerily like lantern specter fires in the dark seabed.

Under the heating of the high-temperature and high-energy particle stream, the seawater bubbled and boiled, and the bubbles shot upwards.

The water flow in front of the war beasts intermittently vibrated. The water body exploded like firecrackers, gathering and dispersing again, and then blasted out even more tiny bubbles of mixed steam and water.

This is a manifestation of the pseudo-curvature engine running.

Innumerable small bubbles constantly surged towards the surface during the process, mixing together into a cluster and gathering into large bubbles. Looking down from above the water surface, 101 columns of bubbles continuously rose from the water, as if there were 101 large boilers burning underneath the water.

Harrison took a deep breath, simultaneously opening all the five pseudo­curvature engines on his body.

He didn’t dare to be careless.

Because he discovered that the performance of the first hundred Black Light War Beasts that arrived was different from the model he encountered in his Battle of the South Pole.

The intensity of the collapse effect caused by their engine compressing space was twice as high as it was in the past.

Their pseudo-curvature movement performance had already surpassed the Elite Eagle Strike Armor, and was approximately three-fifths of his own.