Chapter 211: Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Disaster

Before Chen Mo's eyes stretched a few thousand kilometers of "tentacles."

Perhaps using "tentacles" to describe them was not quite fitting; they were composed of flesh, bones, and mechanical components, with densely packed, silvery-gray "bubbles" that emitted a metallic gleam interspersed among the crimson flesh.

Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that these suction-cup-like bubbles were actually hatches made entirely of machinery, and each could potentially be the entrance to a room.

"Is this the Ark you spoke of?"

Chen Mo asked.

The massive object before him instinctively reminded him of the Mechanical Maze he had seen during the Daoist School competition.

The intricate beauty of its mechanics combined with the rhythm of life exerted a bizarre and slightly oppressive sensation.

"Roar!"

Lord Tiger Shark nodded with some pride.