God Level Farmer In Another World

Chapter 132: The Beginning of the Battle to Exterminate the Demons

The vast ocean stretched endlessly, shimmering under the sunlight, with a strong salty smell lingering in the air.

This sea was called the Great Western Sea.

Surrounding it were the cities of East Sea, West Sea, South Sea, and North Sea, which formed a semi-circle around its shores.

Compared to cities completely surrounded by land, these coastal cities were blessed with the ocean's bounty and faced fewer invasions by demonic creatures.

Winter had arrived, and in a short time, it would be hard for fishermen to catch fresh fish.

The fishermen were busy stockpiling food for the harsh season ahead.

On the Great Western Sea, an elderly fishing couple steered their small boat, casting a large net into the waters.

"Daughter, there's definitely a big catch here! Put your back into it!"

The old fisherman, a seasoned expert in reading the sea, could discern where the fish were just by glancing at the waves.

The young girl operating the lever was already drenched in sweat.

"Dad, I can't pull it up!"

The elderly couple exchanged glances, excitement gleaming in their eyes.

It was so heavy—there must be something valuable down there!

The old couple joined their daughter in pulling the lever with all their might.

Under their combined effort, the net slowly moved toward the boat.

Whatever was in the net began to struggle fiercely, sending ripples across the sea's surface.

The couple became even more excited, summoning all their strength to reel it in. A fish this large would fetch an excellent price in South Sea City!

But the girl suddenly stopped pulling the lever, suspicion clouding her face.

Her father, still cranking the handle, urged her impatiently:

"Come on, daughter! Just a bit more, and it'll be up!"

The girl released the lever entirely, her voice steady yet doubtful:

"Dad, judging by this struggle, this isn't a school of fish.

This must be one enormous fish.

But this is shallow water—how could such a large fish be here?"

Sweat dripped down the old fisherman's brow as he panted heavily:

"Deep-sea demons must've scared some big fish into the shallows. We've hit the jackpot this time!"

The girl's unease grew, and she began trying to dissuade her father:

"Maybe we should just leave it alone. This feels off.

With winter here, demons are becoming active again. What if…"

Her words made the fisherman's wife look worried as well.

The old woman hesitated, then bit her lip and said:

"Husband, maybe we should let it go. My right eyelid keeps twitching."

People who made their living from the sea often carried a certain level of superstition. It was this sense of reverence for nature that kept them cautious.

Seeing his wife and daughter's unease, the old fisherman began to have doubts too.

After a long pause, he sighed heavily, unwilling but resigned:

"Fine, let's let the beast go this time."

He set down the lever, allowing whatever was caught in the net to escape swiftly. It stopped about 500 meters away.

Frowning at the calm water, the old fisherman muttered:

"It seems like that thing is still stuck in the net. What if we can't retrieve it?"

Fishing nets were expensive, and damaged ones were usually brought home for careful repair.

The girl insisted:

"Forget the net—just cut the rope."

The old fisherman cursed her for being wasteful, but his actions betrayed him as he reached for a knife to sever the rope.

In times like these, caution was worth more than a net.

Suddenly, the rope trembled violently.

Waves surged as whatever was in the net charged toward their boat.

Sensing danger, the old fisherman shouted urgently:

"Daughter, start the boat! Now!"

The girl didn't hesitate, rushing to the cabin and starting the engine. The motor roared to life.

Meanwhile, the old fisherman's trembling hands worked to cut the rope. The sturdy rope required considerable effort and time to sever.

Out in the sea, the thing began to surface.

In the horrified gaze of the old fisherman, a massive fish emerged.

The fish was estimated to weigh at least 200 pounds, but what was truly terrifying were the four human-like arms extending from its belly!

The creature opened its enormous mouth, lunging toward the boat's stern.

Inside its mouth, the rows of teeth were not teeth at all—they were human fingers, writhing grotesquely!

"Damn it! A demon!"

The old fisherman panicked, grabbing a harpoon and thrusting it at the creature, shouting in a broken voice:

"Faster! Head for that island over there!"

The fisherman had a habit of always fishing near a small island.

The reason was simple: their boat was old, and if it broke down, they'd need a place to dock.

The girl pushed the throttle to its maximum, and the small boat sped toward the atoll at 22 kilometers per hour.

But the demon relentlessly pursued them, moving with unnatural speed and agility.

Fortunately, at the last moment, the fishing boat crashed onto the island's beach with great force.

The family of three was thrown about violently by the impact, leaving them dazed and disoriented.

The old fisherman glanced back and was horrified to see that the demon could come ashore!

Using its four human-like arms and fish-like body, it crawled after them in a grotesque, predatory manner.

Without daring to hesitate, the old fisherman helped his wife and daughter to their feet, urging them to flee deeper into the island.

The rocky terrain of the island, coupled with their exhaustion, made their escape perilous.

In his panic, the old fisherman tripped over a jagged stone and fell.

His wife and daughter, struggling to maintain their balance, also tumbled onto the rocky ground.

"It's over," the old fisherman muttered, his eyes wide with terror.

He clasped his hands together in desperation and prayed: "Water God! Sea Goddess! Please show your divine power! Our family will worship you with utmost devotion from now on!"

As the demon roared and lunged toward the trio, a deafening explosion shattered the tension.

"Boom!"

The demon's head burst apart, scattering the grotesque human-finger teeth in all directions.

The old fisherman turned around, trembling, and saw a man standing on a large tree near the beach.

Dressed in a black trench coat and wearing a Zorro-like mask, the man's arm had transformed into a smoking cannon.

Around him, more figures emerged from the shadows.

Some stood on tree branches, while others revealed themselves from the bushes.

Each wore a mask and donned unique attire, forming an enigmatic and unified presence.

A girl in a school uniform, wearing a rabbit mask and wielding a massive scythe, spoke up in annoyance: "Water God, weren't we supposed to ambush something big here? Why did you reveal yourself for such a small fry?"

Giovani grinned: "Didn't you hear them call me Water God? How could I not respond?"

The girl, known as Jade Rabbit, rolled her eyes.

"Just because your name is Dragon Slayer, you think that makes you a Water God?"

Giovani retorted indignantly: "If they don't respect the Water God name, how will anyone respect Dragon Slayer's crew in the future?"

A group of lower-ranked mercenaries immediately chimed in, shouting, "Water God, you're invincible!"

Jade Rabbit, unimpressed, muttered, "Idiots."

The old fisherman collapsed to his knees, bowing repeatedly toward Giovani and the group.

"Hail Water God! Hail Sea Goddess! Hail Water God! Hail Sea Goddess!"

Surprisingly, Giovani responded to the old fisherman with an unusually gentle tone: "This place is dangerous. You should return home quickly."

But was Giovani really such a kind-hearted person? Of course not.

What made extraordinary forces extraordinary?

It was their ability to operate above the rules, disregarding the constraints of common law.

Leaders of extraordinary forces had similarly extraordinary mindsets.

To align himself closely with the goals of the Mercenary Guild and achieve the rank of an advanced hunter as quickly as possible, Giovani had studied Alexander's philosophy inside and out.

In the end, he came to a conclusion.

Alexander was a saint!

Why?

Because everything the Mercenary Guild did was to protect the people of South Sea City.

During the last demon siege, even the old districts of South Sea City remained unharmed!

This had to be the Mercenary Guild secretly safeguarding the city.

Giovani thought to himself: Our guild leader is clearly committed to a people-first approach. I, Giovani, am the worm in his belly—I know exactly what he's thinking!

Jade Rabbit, however, fixed him with a cold glare: "But you forgot one thing. Anyone who exposes the guild must die. Either you die, or those three people die."

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