Deep Sea Fish Hunting Specialty Broadcast

Chapter 61: Falling Moon House Beam (4)

Chapter 61: Falling Moon House Beam (4)

Deep Sea Fish Hunting Specialty Broadcast – 61

EP.61 Falling Moon House Beam (4)

“Uuuuaaaaah!!!!”

Parang screamed as she charged at the Titan.

Though she was no more than a speck of dust to an enemy with a height of 1 km, the Titan strangely turned its head sharply to focus on her even as it rolled on the ground.

It recognized her as a ‘threat.’

The blue gemstone eyes of the Titan glared fiercely at Parang, emitting light.

Parang knew what happened to those who were exposed to that light without resistance.

They would immediately stop and hold their breath to commit suicide.

[ Skill, ‘Unsinkable Ship’ is activated. ]

But Parang neither stopped nor committed suicide.

She simply stared at the Titan and charged forward.

And in her pupils, a blue light burned more fiercely than ever.

The Titan used all sorts of methods to try and stop her.

It opened its mouth to spew an enormous amount of water, emitted tremendous heat from its body, and struck the ground to make the terrain rise.

But Parang ignored all these attacks and pushed through them head-on.

The fierce water jets, the boiling heat, the rising terrain.

She just broke through them.

[ You have overwhelming superiority over all marine creatures. ]

This was the description of Parang’s personal skill, ‘Daughter of the Kraken.’

And in this world, the absolute rule that held true even if the sky fell was <The status window does not lie>.

This was not a figurative expression but literal.

Even in the final part of the original work, when the sky fell and all sorts of angels and demons descended, the status window remained intact.

Even the final boss, the god, couldn’t tamper with the status window.

No matter how vague or hard to understand the explanations were, the fact that the content written there was true was undeniable.

In reality, Parang held overwhelming superiority over all marine creatures.

This fact would remain unchanged forever.

Parang had no doubts about this one truth.

It was a kind of ‘truth.’

In a life where battles to the death were routine, having an unchanging truth by her side in any situation held an unimaginably immense significance.

As a result, there were even a few hunters who worshipped the status window.

The mental disorder known as ‘status window dependency syndrome’ was already being studied in depth by academic circles.

And Parang also believed that the truth of the ‘status window’ would never betray her.

Even if the world ended, Parang would still hold overwhelming superiority over all marine creatures.

But damn it, this world had given her a harsh slap in the face.

By presenting a monster that wasn’t a living creature in front of her.

The Kraken provided no help to Parang when she faced the Titan.

It didn’t swallow the Titan, nor did it even wrap around it to restrain its movements.

Whether it couldn’t or wouldn’t, she had no way of knowing.

It was probably that it wouldn’t.

It was hard to believe that the Kraken couldn’t even stop the Titan’s movements.

This was why Parang didn’t over-rely on the Kraken.

The shock Parang felt on the day she first encountered the Titan and lost Alice was beyond imagination.

For an ordinary person, it wouldn’t have been surprising if they had fallen into despair and become a wreck, or if it had left a severe trauma.

But she stood up again and started fighting.

Even after a long time, the fear still remained.

Sometimes, she hid and trembled in fear.

But she didn’t stop moving forward.

She swung her fists at boulders.

She threw harpoons at rocks.

She rammed her body against mountains.

Each time, her body accumulated more wounds, bruises, and bled.

But she didn’t stop.

After that incident, she no longer blindly believed in this world or the Kraken.

Instead, she decided to find something else to believe in.

Herself.

Did the status window define Parang as a ‘hunter strong against living creatures’?

Parang decided to reject that.

Not just living creatures, but even non-living entities like Titans.

Whatever it was, she would become someone who could crush anything that dared to stand in her way.

She didn’t know when that would be.

She didn’t even know if it was possible.

Of course, the path was long and arduous. She still couldn’t defeat a Titan on her own.

But no matter how long and arduous the path, it could be walked.

[ Skill, ‘Jet Stream’ acquired. ]

[ Skill, ‘Unsinkable Ship’ acquired. ]

[ Skill, ‘Blue Bomb’ acquired. ]

…

…

Parang slowly defined herself.

Not as the ‘Daughter of the Kraken,’ but as ‘Yu Parang.’

A blue current of water wrapped around her fist as she extended it backward.

Creating a bubble and bursting it like this was the [Blue Bomb], a water bomb skill Parang frequently used.

But instead of gathering the water, she wrapped it around her arm and spun it.

More and more water, faster and faster.

Eventually, a massive vortex formed around her arm.

Parang extended her arm forward.

Like a hero flying towards evil.

Roarrrrrrr-

The vortex showed no signs of shrinking and continued to grow.

What was once confined to her arm now spread across her entire body, making Parang herself seem like a gigantic drill.

The speed was, needless to say, tremendous.

Roarrrrrrrrrr-!!

She pierced through the Titan’s forehead.

Like a bullet.

She drilled through the thickness from the forehead to the back of the head.

Parang didn’t stop there and pierced the Titan’s head about twenty more times, like stitching, destroying eight cores in the process.

Then she collapsed.

Exhausted, she sank into the water, and Russell supported her, pulling her out of the battle.

About 30 minutes later, Parang opened her eyes and saw the Titan, whose cores had been shattered, turning into light and disappearing.

What remained was a massive yellow gemstone that served as its eyes and a magic stone with a radius of about 50 meters.

Naturally, there was no trace of Alice.

Titan, subjugation complete.

Thousands of skeletal dolls appeared and collected the magic stone.

They would bury it deep in the ocean.

Bringing it to the surface would only cause more chaos.

Money? Since when did they care about such things?

The gemstone… there was a special place for it.

“Diego, please take care of it.”

The giant Diego grasped the gemstone in one hand and walked towards that place.

The rest of Oceanos disbanded in turn.

They returned home.

#

Parang’s house, bedroom, aquarium.

Parang lay there, her eyes wide open.

She knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight.

It was because of the thoughts that inevitably surfaced on the days they captured a Titan.

The Kraken and her skill, ‘Daughter of the Kraken.’

At first, she thought ‘Daughter of the Kraken’ was just a metaphorical expression.

She believed the Kraken was merely a figurative analogy.

In the original novel, there were plenty of personal skills related to non-existent entities, like ‘Daughter of Hades’ or ‘Disciple of Black Tortoise.’

But now, she vaguely sensed it.

The Kraken truly existed, and in some way, she was ‘actually’ connected to it.

There was no evidence. It was just something she felt instinctively, ‘It seems that way.’

Ironically, the lack of evidence was the strongest evidence for her hypothesis.

It meant that this instinct came from somewhere deep inside her, without any external influence.

Could it really be that Cthulhu or whatever she had read about on the internet in her past life?

Countless thoughts rose and fell in Parang’s mind.

Thus, she spent the night wide awake.

#

Four days after the statue was subjugated, South Pacific.

48 degrees south latitude, 123 degrees west longitude.

In technical terms, the oceanic pole of inaccessibility, commonly known as ‘Point Nemo.’

The loneliest sea, the most isolated sea, the quietest sea.

The sea farthest from any land on Earth.

Diego appeared there, holding the gemstone.

In front of him was a peculiar structure, where house-sized blue gemstones were embedded in the ground in a circle, resembling Stonehenge.

There were eight of them.

Diego embedded the gemstone he brought into the ground, making it nine, and adjusted their positions slightly.

Then he shrank.

He walked into the center of the circle of embedded gemstones.

The ground was covered with self-illuminating corals, and the light refracted through the gemstones, spreading beautifully in all directions.

Step, step, halt.

He stopped in the exact center of the circle and knelt on one knee in front of a stone slab.

The surroundings were clean, indicating that others, including Parang, had already been there.

Next to the stone slab was a glass orb that looked almost new.

It was a weapon Alice had used.

Parang, who had last visited, had carefully cleaned it.

Alice Melville, 1999. 3. 5. –

A tombstone without a date of death.

Instead of an epitaph, four Chinese characters were inscribed below.

????

Falling Moon House Beam.

It was a phrase expressing the longing for a precious friend.

Diego took out some glowing corals and scattered them around the tombstone.

In the deep sea, where even sunlight couldn’t reach, the moonlight quietly fell.

This is the last registered episode.