Wen Xishu was stunned. What kind of operation was this?
This Horn controlling him played far better than he himself did when controlling Zheng Zai.
Maybe it was because he didn't have legs to use, Horn's hands were more nimble than Wen Xishu's.
Of course, the joystick itself seemed to be stronger when controlling its actual owner.
Wen Xishu marveled at the combination of man-ball dual advance and retreating ball killing move.
Countless octopus monsters were killed by the deadly soccer ball.
At this moment, Wen Xishu had already reached an altitude of ten kilometers, where oxygen was thin.
His sprinting speed was almost on par with the tentacles.
This was the power added by the joystick.
Wen Xishu could hardly imagine, if he activated the Ghost Groom form... how much could the joystick enhance him?
He originally thought he had to activate the Ghost Groom form, then combine it with the joystick to have a chance to defeat the Sea Beast.
But now, Wen Xishu felt he might be able to hold back, unsure if it was the joystick's enhancement that exceeded his expectations, or if Horn's control skills were too powerful, or perhaps both...
Now Wen Xishu seemed to not need to activate the Ghost Groom form.
Horn controlled Wen Xishu's body again, initiating an ultimate kick once more, with the deadly soccer ball entering a high-speed spinning and low-speed moving state again.
Wen Xishu pressed forward with a knife.
Under Horn's control, the Sea Beast also felt immense danger.
It no longer let other tentacles try to capture Mia and the others, because Wen Xishu, who was approaching at high speed, really made it feel a crisis.
All the tentacles began to attempt to intercept Wen Xishu in mid-air.
But Wen Xishu was exceptionally powerful under Horn's control.
Wen Xishu felt that Horn's boundless creativity was more inventive than his own.
This person... if only he could be brought to the Bunker.
He conceived this idea again.
At this moment, Horn, using the perspective brought by the joystick, had already seen the monster's main body.
When Wen Xishu was drenched in blood from killing these octopuses, Horn suddenly controlled Wen Xishu to stop.
Faced with the deadly soccer ball that once again burst out with storm-like airflow, Horn changed his kicking method.
It was still the full-power ultimate kick, but the force application point was different.
This time, the deadly soccer ball no longer had high-speed rotation; instead, it shot towards the Sea Beast's main body at an extremely fast speed, like a beam of light!
The Sea Beast's body was obviously penetrated by this beam of light.
Wen Xishu was stunned.
This was his strength under the joystick's control?
This gigantic creature was actually completely penetrated by the deadly soccer ball.
The black clouds began to dissipate.
The dark sky gradually brightened.
Countless tentacles were disintegrating and dissolving, and Wen Xishu's figure began to fall continuously.
Using the dissipating tentacles as leverage points, Wen Xishu gradually approached the ground with continuous leaps.
Horn calmly said:
"My performance seems not bad."
After saying this, he then remembered he should smile to fit the occasion.
Although emotionally indifferent, controlling Wen Xishu to defeat the Sea Beast obviously gave him a sense of achievement.
...
...
"Help me..."
The voice that had urged Wen Xishu to flee earlier appeared again.
In the process of Wen Xishu's continuous descent, he felt that the Sea Beast, which should have been dead, made a sound again.
"Come save me... I'm in the Ark! The next island is crucial! Come save me!"
The voice carried a hint of desperation. Wen Xishu knew that the Sea Beast wouldn't just die like this.
The Sea Beast was only temporarily repelled; the next time it appeared, it would become stronger.
But if the Sea Beast was an enemy—why was it asking for help?
Everything became more and more confusing. Wen Xishu couldn't help but ask.
"Who are you, exactly?"
The voice hesitated for a moment, as if seriously recalling. Seconds later, just as Wen Xishu could see the ground, the voice responded.
"I..."
It seemed to finally remember, the voice trembling, appearing quite painful:
"My name is... Sirius!"
Sirius? Constellation Sirius? Demigod? Wen Xishu was shocked, doubting his hearing.
A demigod asking him for help?
It was imprisoned in the Ark? How was this possible? This was too mind-boggling.
In Wen Xishu's impression, people like Ding Dong, the other five beyond the twelve constellations...
Logically, they should be second only to the twelve constellations, how could they be imprisoned?
The twelve constellations would only kill them. Because according to his current conclusions—
Each constellation that dies brings the birth of the True God closer. The other constellations would gain power enhancement.
So the weaker five constellations keep avoiding the powerful twelve constellations.
Because their relationships involve a fight to the death upon meeting.
Therefore, the one imprisoning Sirius was not likely the twelve constellations.
Then there's only one answer, humans.
Qualified ones.
A certain qualified one imprisoned a demigod? The Ark's captain?
Too many thoughts surged, making Wen Xishu more and more surprised.
He had previously guessed if he would encounter a constellation, and now he really did, but didn't expect... the other party was asking for help.
Could it be that the Evil Land fragment wasn't the most dangerous place, but the Ark itself was?
Wen Xishu finally landed.
Looking at Wen Xishu's somewhat tired and surprised appearance, Horn disconnected the joystick link:
"Here you go. I didn't expect... you could actually kill the Sea Beast."
Horn handed over the joystick, and Wen Xishu took it.
Wen Xishu said:
"Just the Sea Beast's projection, I'm afraid it's not the real Sea Beast, it might appear even stronger next time."
"Moreover, the joystick is linked to trust and friendship. Next time in your hands, it might make me even stronger."
Horn was slightly surprised. He thought for a moment:
"Okay, I accept your friendship, but I can't provide corresponding value."
Clearly, in the eyes of someone like Horn, value exchange was long-lasting. Wen Xishu had proven his value, both brains and brawn first-rate.
He himself didn't seem to measure up.
Wen Xishu smiled:
"You've already provided enough value. Also, I have a few questions for you."
Horn also smiled, the smile incredibly precise, even the wrinkles on his face mimicked Wen Xishu's:
"As a friend, I will answer any question."