The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 18: She Must Survive!
Before the words were even finished, his tail fin was already moving rapidly, stirring up waves and swiftly retreating to the shore with Seraphina Caldwell.
The water formed a long arc behind him.
The silhouettes of the two moved quickly through the murky water.
But how could the Great Viperdile let go easily?
Seeing the prey about to be caught snatched away by someone.
It let out a deafening roar, its tail suddenly sweeping out horizontally, swinging towards Seraphina Caldwell’s ankle.
"Snap!" A muffled sound rang out as its tail covered in hard scales precisely wrapped around her ankle.
The dire beast tightened its grip, attempting to drag both of them into the deep water.
"Beware the tail!"
Gideon Larkin stood on the shore, his pupils contracted sharply, and he shouted.
Without hesitation, he transformed into a lion form, his golden mane billowing in the wind, and pounced to the shore, his massive front paws striking hard on the Great Viperdile’s head.
"Bang!" A loud sound echoed, the noise of shattering shells deafening.
This strike didn’t heavily injure the opponent, but it succeeded in distracting it, causing its head to jerk aside.
At the same time, Wyatt Yardley acted swiftly.
His snake tail coiled, tightly wrapping around the Great Viperdile’s sturdy body.
Silvery white scales deeply pierced into the gaps in the opponent’s shell, trying to restrict its movement.
As he continued to tighten, the beast’s body began to twist and struggle.
Evan Orwell didn’t approach but stood at a distance, forming seals with his hands, spiritual power condensed into several sharp cone-shaped energies, directly piercing the Great Viperdile’s eyes.
He knew the eyes of such a colossal beast were relatively weak spots.
If he could injure its senses, there might be a chance to turn the tide of battle.
Kaelan Hawthorne then agilely maneuvered to the beast’s rear.
His claws flashing with cold light, mercilessly and fiercely tore at the soft, shell-less part of the Great Viperdile’s abdomen.
Flesh ripped open, black slime mixed with blood spilled out, producing a sickening squelch.
For a moment, the four joined forces to attack, each showing their strengths, their attacks fierce and their cooperation seamless.
However, the Great Viperdile was not just any creature; its size was massive, its shell hard, its life force astonishing.
Despite being injured in multiple places, it still held the upper hand, its momentum increasing rather than decreasing.
With a thunderous "crack", the Great Viperdile’s tail suddenly shuddered.
Wyatt Yardley, caught off guard, was violently thrown aside.
"Thud!" A heavy impact sounded, debris splattering.
Wyatt Yardley’s back heavily struck the rock wall, causing several silver scales to fall off instantly.
He fell heavily to the ground, his breath stalling, a bloody taste rising in his throat.
Seizing the moment, Gideon Larkin pounced again, his massive claw slamming hard on the Great Viperdile.
Yet, the shell was too hard, leaving only shallow scratches, barely injuring it fundamentally.
Instead, during the withdrawal, his shoulder was suddenly swept by the Great Viperdile’s tail.
"Boom!"
A muffled sound echoed as Gideon Larkin’s massive body was knocked airborne.
His black fur instantly soaked in blood, dripping down his shoulder.
After landing, he staggered a few steps, letting out a low, angry growl, vicious glint flashing in his eyes.
Evan Orwell’s spiritual attack targeted the beast’s eyes again.
But the Great Viperdile suddenly shook its head, bone spurs on its shell swiveling to deflect most of the attack.
Only one grazed the corner of its eye, leaving a shallow blood trace.
The rest missed entirely.
On the contrary, Evan Orwell himself, due to sustained high-intensity spiritual power release, suddenly turned pale.
His body staggered, almost falling, barely steadying himself by holding onto a nearby rock.
Clearly, he was nearing his limit.
As soon as Kaelan Hawthorne scratched its belly, it turned and bit down on his front paw.
Sharp teeth deeply embedded into flesh, intense pain instantly piercing through his body.
He shuddered with pain, unable to suppress a gruesome scream.
This was water, the Viperdile’s territory.
The river was deep and murky, aquatic plants tangled, currents swirling, danger lurking everywhere.
It was agile in the water like a flash of lightning.
The group was already struggling against such a fierce creature, their movements sluggish, coordination slightly awkward, and they all gradually got injured.
Blood spread through the water.
Soon, they were forced to retreat, their footing slipping — the risk of drowning was imminent.
Seraphina Caldwell hid behind Isaac Vaughn, her hands tightly gripping his arms.
If this continues, everyone will end up here!
She looked at Isaac Vaughn’s profile, his purple eyes flickering with suppressed anger.
She understood he always kept some strength guarding her side, unable to fully engage in battle.
Seraphina Caldwell took a deep breath, icy air filling her lungs.
She gritted her teeth, using all her strength to push Isaac Vaughn’s hand away.
"Go help them! I can swim to the shore myself! Don’t worry about me!"
Isaac Vaughn turned to look at her sharply.
"You... really can swim up? The river is fast, and you’re not skilled in water, what if you cramp up, get tangled in the aquatic plants..."
"I can!"
Seraphina Caldwell interrupted him firmly.
Before her words fell completely, she had already turned to swim desperately towards the shore.
Her stamina wasn’t great, her arms already subtly sore from paddling, her legs beginning to feel heavy.
But now every second of delay increased the peril for the beast husbands.
She couldn’t watch them die protecting her.
Survive!
She had to survive and let them live.
Or else, without her father, she would die in the mouths of these beasts.
She swam desperately, her fingers cut by sharp rocks without feeling the pain.
But she dared not relax even a bit, her eyes locked tightly on the vaguely visible shore ahead.
She had to get ashore immediately and not burden them!
Isaac Vaughn watched the small figure tirelessly swimming towards the shore.
On the wide river, the small figure appeared particularly frail.
He glanced at his companions being suppressed by the Great Viperdile.
Kaelan Hawthorne clutching his front paw curled on the shallow bank, Gideon Larkin rolling around to evade the massive tail, Evan Orwell’s spiritual power showing signs of dissipating.
His jaw clenched, his eyes briefly flashed purple light, finally making his decision.
His tail suddenly swung, his powerful tail fin stirring the water, raising waves.
He charged straight at the fierce beast.
Water sprayed, his speed now twice as fast as before.
Seraphina Caldwell didn’t look back, increasing her swimming pace, her arms alternately pushing forward fiercely, wanting to step onto land sooner.
Her soaked clothes weighed heavily.
But she bit her lips, silent.
As Isaac Vaughn joined the battle, the situation immediately changed.
He was of Green Rank, already advantaged in water, perceptive, nimble, and moreover, of the Merfolk Clan.
Though not a Priest, unable to heal, unable to cast healing spiritual techniques.
But he possessed intensely combat-oriented spiritual power, enough to turn the tide.
He suddenly halted his tail fin in the water, his form suspended mid-tier, cold glint flashing in his purple eyes.
The surrounding water surprisingly glowed with a faint purple haze.
Suddenly, a solid spiritual blast slowly gathered from his brow before shooting out quickly.
Unlike Evan Orwell’s tactic of compressing spiritual power into blade-like forms, it was like an invisible net, spreading layer by layer, paralyzing, pressing down directly onto the Great Viperdile’s head.
The monster was raising its tail high, ready to smash Gideon Larkin aside.
But as that force wrapped around it, its brain was suddenly gripped violently, consciousness stalling, movements seemingly frozen.
