>>5699153>>5699157>>5699171The Sea god's lifeforms derive all their power from water no matter what part of his body you are at, and just your luck, you're carrying a weapon that's perfectly adjusted for your these conditions!
"No need to rush, I'm not going anywhere!" Unstrapping one of your legs from Gunpowder and sliding off to the side, you hit the one of the slimes expanding their mass towards you as they start to freeze all his teeth at a rapid pace.
As he attempts to move his tongue to remove the ice plaques, the salt from the seawater accompanied with the one inside his own body and from the blasts of water you can produce from how humid the air is here swirl into a chemical reaction that turn the ice freeze to even colder temperatures, effectively spreading it's effect at a much faster rate than you anticipated.
Whatever attempts at regenerating new layers of life from under the ice was frozen along on top of it.
And just to test the durability of your freezing abilities. Guts strikes down one of the petrified slimes with his greatsword, shattering it to pieces. Incapable of regenerating as it had long since lost any signs of life.
"Good call, Vlad! Nothing lives past a certain temperature, be it hot or cold!"
"Yeah, but the same applies to us. Try not to snare us into your iceberg." Guts says as he carefully skates forward with his iron boots, trying his best not to fall.
"Why risk falling when we can just slide down his throat?" You take out some of your trusty magical seeds from your pouch as they grow together into tree trunks as thick as a tower. Planting 5 of them in different spots of his esophagus, you reinforce the already difficult task of making the Sea God close his maw, as well as marking some landing spots for your allies to hold stay at in case it gets to slippery. Serpico's sylph coat should redirect him and Guts is big enough to force a break if he needs to with his Dragonslayer, but it is a good safety measure nonetheless.
With the four of you sliding down it's throat, several tendrils start expanding and turning into different creatures, this time, into a flock of deformed manta rays with stingers at their extremities.
Twisting his hips and gyrating into a full swing, Guts makes quick work of them as his sword slashes through several of them in half, but The Sea God's immune system is far from defeated.
Serpico isn't too far behind. Having fantastic mid range as his sylph sword extends his slashes several meters from where he truly is, making his enemies fall before they even figure out what hit them.
"Don't know about you folks, but I can keep at this for a few hours." Guts grins, having had a full day's rest and in high spirits, his stamina is far from being drained, and he is not in an angry enough state for the beast of darkness to entice him. Let's hope it stays that way, as you are not experienced at controlling the Berserker armor as Schierke is.
