Chapitre 1151: You Really Take Me For A Turkey

Back in the present...

"Looks like we're stuck," Hephais muttered, watching his boss struggling to push their vehicle forward with his mind.

Jake only groaned in response, refusing to admit defeat so easily. The only silver lining was that the Treant Puppet seemed surprisingly indifferent to the presence of a steel sphere embedded in its chest.

Shortly after their makeshift submarine had violently crashed into Treant Corvac's bark skin, they became aware that the rear half of the vehicle was still submerged in water. Consequently, it continued to shed its layers of armor one after the other at an alarming rate, escalating their sense of urgency.

"Fuck, if only I could get out and take it down myself," Jake cursed, realizing he was almost out of Lumyst Force. The purity of the water outside had already reached a critical threshold, making exiting, even for a brief moment, out of the question.