Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3615

Ryder stared intently at the distant Medusa Warship.

"So, you want to sit back and enjoy the show?" he muttered. "Let me show you what happens when you try that."

He ordered, "Target that warship. Open fire!"

Ryder's plan was straightforward: fire at the Medusa Warship and draw the giant octopus' attention toward it. If they were going to die, he wasn't going down alone.

At Ryder's command, a shell from his ship's main gun roared toward the Medusa Warship in the distance.

….

On the Medusa Warship, Ryan was leisurely snacking on sunflower seeds when his expression shifted slightly.

"Matteo, they're firing on us!"

Beside him, Matthew glanced at the incoming shell with no sign of panic.

"Come on, let's head into the cabin," he said calmly. "The shell won't hit us, but the splash might."

Ryan paused, confused by Matthew's confidence. But the next sentence clicked something into place, and Ryan's doubt faded.

They both strolled into the cabin, unrushed, as the shell drew closer. Neither man looked even slightly alarmed.

Even Ryan didn't realize just how much he'd come to trust Matthew. Under normal circumstances, even if someone guaranteed the shell wouldn't hit, Ryan would've put distance between himself and the impact site—just to be safe. But now, Matthew's casual tone was enough to convince him.

Sure enough, the shell—though fired with force—gradually slowed mid-air.

It ultimately splashed down about 200 to 300 yards short of the Medusa Warship, erupting in a towering geyser of seawater that doused the deck.

Aboard Ryder's ship, Ryder ground his teeth in frustration when he saw the shell fall short. "Why can't that d*mn thing shoot farther?"

"Captain," a crew member replied with a helpless shrug, "that was the maximum range."

The creature's sense of impending doom intensified. Trembling, it abruptly turned away and resumed its rampage elsewhere—as if it had simply taken a momentary detour.

Ryder, still beaming in triumph, froze in confusion. He watched as the octopus extended two of its tentacles and crushed another battleship with terrifying ease. A wave of hatred surged in his chest.

Why isn't it going after those two d*mn thieves? Just because they're parked near the edge of the Deep Sea Zone?!

In a span of just 40 minutes, all eight of the octopus' tentacles had come into play. More than 20 warships had been utterly demolished.

Only four or five ships remained intact.

As the giant octopus disappeared once again, Ryder felt a sudden twitch in his right eye.

A sinking realization hit him like a lead weight.

"Oh no… It's coming for me!"