I'm a Stingray?

Chapter 257: Its use

He wasn't quite sure how to feel about this discovery. From everything that was expected to come out of this cavern, silver worms was not one of them at all!

Yet regardless of the disgust he had towards them, curiosity was an emotion that dominated any other; so likewise, he approached the globe even closer for the sake of observation.

And after checking them out for a couple of minutes, he was only sure of a couple of things. These worms creep the hell out of him, and he has no idea why they even exist - not to mention what use they could have.

For the sake of understanding this situation more, he decided to turn towards the system since this seemed like the last option.

With a swiftly built up sentence, he asked. "What are these worms for, system? Can you figure them out, like you did with the green brick that gave me cancer?"

[From this position, unlikely]

[You would need to touch these worms, after that I would be able to give you an advanced grasp of what they are]

[However, touching these things is a horrible idea. Not only because you could end up dead, but also because I still wouldn't be able to understand what use these worms have, in this cavern]

"I'm no fan of touching weird stuff, don't worry." He assured, and quite meant it.

Because just the sight of these worms manages to creep him out, touching them was out of the question!

But after pushing such discomfort away, other thoughts began rolling in ~ and they all revolved around one question, why?

These silver worms seem different for sure, but how much are they related to the holy-tar sect? When such an opposition was considered, his anxiety spiked up quite a bit.

Because it raised branching questions. Such as, are these worms a new method of domineering the oceans? Are these worms a retro tool that was used out of sheer desperation, or are they something completely new?

Such questions weighed over him like a boulder, surely too much for a small little sea-pancake. He didn't know what to do with these emotions, or with this cavern either.

But after a few minutes, he decided to just follow the original plan; which was to explore for the sake of building up a paternal panel of comprehension, and of course, a plan.

Such a decision had managed to cut his anxiety in half, surely reasoning worked better than emotion.

What aided this decision further, was the idea that the silver god has to be killed. He had to fish out more information, for the sake of figuring out how to kill this silver-blasting maniac, a bit easier.

Because since the holy-tar sect is included in this situation, then the souls of these hundreds of fish would likely be sacrificed in any manner.

Timothy couldn't care less about these marine animals, but the thought of what this cloud god could be doing with all those souls, was terrifying on its own.

So it's best to destroy the silver god, and whatever they are building with the holy-sect. It's best to rupture every root now, so it doesn't develop to a bigger problem in the future.

After those grand decisions were made, he heard quite a noticeable commotion that was coming from the other side of the tunnel.

It wasn't necessarily a fight of some sort, neither were there guards rushing to fight the hero, but it was noticeable that several fish had entered the tunnel.

He could even smell some of them too, but their fragrance wasn't exactly strong so to say.

Regardless, this commotion was a grand hint that he needed to get the hell out of here! That wasn't exactly possible, so he had to hide instead since the actual motive was to hide.

With his full speed, the stingray barged towards the tunnel's ceiling, and felt blessed that his level-five camouflage could be put into great use.

The tunnel was a bit roomy as well, so this worked as quite an advantage when it came to hiding.

Shortly after, the group of fish arrived here. They seemed quite calm and were casually talking over some topic, but Timmy couldn't make sense out of what they were saying; simply because the language these fish were speaking, was one that he wasn't fluent in.

However, the lack of information from their conversation, refused to be a long-term problem because these fish began giving a visual presentation of what they were here for.

One of them had swam the closest towards the globe of silver worms, and most of the other fish were just floating behind ~ apart from another fish, who was floating above the orb.

Before the sea-disk could fully understand what intent they had, the fish whom was floating above the globe, had tail-slapped the very same piece of silver-work! And that was when entertainment arrived.

One of these silver worms that were trapped in their unique home, had actually shot out towards the fish that was floating in front of the globe!

This was an insane scene to say at least, but the physical contact at the end, was rather anticlimactic.

Because the worm had not pierced through this foot-long blue fish, at a pace that a large hole would be left as an aftermath.

No, that was not the case. The worm behaved much like a beam made of light, instead. It just touched the fish in question and swiftly disappeared.

The marine animal that just had been struck, didn't see this procedure as a big deal. Instead, it just began casually swimming out of the tunnel.

That was when the fish that was floating above the globe, called out for one of the other fish that had entered this tunnel.

Meanwhile, the hero wanted to create theories of what was happening down there, but he didn't want to lose a single glance of the enemy's procedure.

But... that was when he heard a strongly noticeable crackling sound!