The Black Iron Glory
The Crocodile Niros

Chapter 72

It's the crocodile niros! Welikro's shocking screams instantly hit Eriksson and Borkal's head like a lightning strike. Eriksson's legs softened and he almost slipped and fell on the ship. "This ... this is not possible .. Still a few kilometers away from the Swamp of Kemda .. How could the crocodile niros appear here …"

Borkal looked at the approaching 'wood board' and began to stutter. "This ... this crocodile-cc ... It .. pushes water, with its tail …"

A crocodile niroz? Claude still had not sounded the warning, but he immediately sought out the memories of the Death Swamp in his memory. Both the transmigrator and the old Claude had not gone to the swamp before. But he heard that there are several rivers from the swamp connected to Lake Balinga which is the freshwater source for the lake.

It is said that the Rawa Kemda continues for hundreds of kilometers to the westernmost prefecture of the three southwestern prefectures, Tordesass. It is also connected to the largest river in the three southwestern prefectures, the Normandis River. Geographical books depict swamps becoming rich with flora and fauna, but it also means that poisonous creatures exist all over the place. Every year, there would be news of adventurers or explorers losing their lives in the swamp, making it one of the most famous forbidden adventure zones in the area.

That's right, the books mention the crocodile niros. . . These are the most ferocious beasts of the Muddy Swamp and they love to hunt while drowning in muddy waters. There used to be a crocodile about seven meters long that suddenly came out of the water to kill four adventurers who passed by without sweating. . . Then again, they usually live deep in swamps and rarely go out to hunt. . .

Claude stared at the crocodile like a niro swimming in the street. He could now see the waves caused by his swinging tail. Clearly, those using it as a training target had angered the savage beast who was pretending to be a piece of wood to hunt. Swim very fast and no more than 130 meters from the ship.

Claude took the gun from Eriksson. As he loaded it, he roared, "Sail, hurry!"

Welikro has raised the screen. He then grabbed the punt pole to push the ship away. But when they were in the middle of the reeds, they did not move that fast towards the center of the lake.

Claude finished loading the gunpowder and bullets and aiming and shooting. This shot hit the incoming crocodile, but it only shook slightly and continued swimming towards them like nothing had happened.

"Shoot his head, ideally in the eye. It will be fine even if you press the other parts. The crocodile skin is really thick!" roar Welikro as he forcefully pushed the ship away. Shoot Claude startling Borkal in a daze and he frantically loaded his own weapon.

Niros crocodiles swim faster and faster. By the time Claude aimed at him once more, the distance was only about seventy meters. Only when the distance was that close did others manage to see clearly that the crocodile was not as big as seven meters long. It only stretches up to four meters from head to tail, not much larger than the fishing boat itself. But there is no doubt that it is an adult crocodile.

No wonder Borkal and Eriksson consider it a piece of wood that floats when it is about 200 meters away. None of them imagined that they would actually meet such a large crocodile niro.

Eriksson fumbled with the wheels of the boat, but he could do nothing but turn the rudder of the ship and control its direction. Being in the wetlands, there was no way for the ship to turn around immediately and they could only rely on Welikro to push the ship away with a punt pole.

Eriksson hurriedly adjusted the screen. But despite the wind, the wind blows towards the wetlands instead of away from it. Even full sailing does not help to keep the ship from danger. He could only tilt the sail before controlling the ship's path at the helm.

Claude calmed himself down. He aimed at the crocodile niros who always broke the line. Due to its gray and muddy color, it is difficult to know where its eyes are. Claude could only guess where it was and pulled the trigger.

With lou bang, the crocodile niros shuddered. When it finally stopped, traces of blood could be seen near his head. However, the crocodile's head sank into the water and its entire body rolled over.

"Bumped!" we exclaimed Welikro with joy. But before he was done, the crocodile niros reappeared on the surface of the water and swam towards the boat even more ferociously.

Another explosion was heard. Borkal had also fired, but all they could see was a splash of water near the crocodile's head. The shots were out of tune.

"How's your goal ?! You didn't even hit the distance so far!" welikro exclaimed furiously as he pulled the punt pole from the bottom of the lake.

The crocodile was about fifty meters away from the ship now. The rest realized how terrifying the creatures were now as it was not far from them. Even when swimming for a fishing boat, they could see a deadly and bloodthirsty determination in his eyes that threatened to eliminate everything in a merciless scene.

Borkal's hand loosened as he dropped the gun on the ship. "It's over .. We won't make it …"

Welikro shouted, "Lift the weapon! Enter! We will fight to the death even if we have to!"

Welikro shouted, "Lift the weapon! Enter! We will fight to the death even if we have to!"

Claude did not pay the slightest attention to what Welikro and Borkal were doing. He just stared at the head of the niros crocodile that was approaching them. My previous shot hit his head, but why is the crocodile still so alive and active? Impossible, the head should be his vital part!

Wait, we still have gunpowder type 3. . . Claude hurriedly reached into his pocket to buy a paper cartridge containing gunpowder. He bit the cartridge open and filled the gunpowder into his gunbarrel and put the bullet in. While pushing the bullet with his baton, he set the match closer to the flash pan. In seven short seconds, Claude finished preparing for his next shot.

However, the ferocious niro crocodile was already less than three meters away from the ship. It jumped out of the water towards them!

"That's here!" borkal panicked. His legs softened as he slumped on the deck of the ship.

Claude is currently at the bow of the ship. As he took aim, he saw the crocodile jump. Fortunately, it was still about two meters away from the ship.

Eriksson turned the wheel with everything he had, but he was powerless to prevent a violent collision with the crocodile.

With a loud bang, the boat shook, sank slightly, and leaned back above the water surface. The boat is tilting to the right!

The right fence of the entire ship was cracked, leaving a large hole in the side of the ship where the niroz crocodile's head jammed. Fortunately, they used the boards in the wavepiercer for fishing vessels, which were twice as thick as regular ships. If they were sailing on an Old Sunny fishing boat, being hit by a niros crocodile could cause the entire skeleton to break instead of just leaving a large hole in the side of the boat.

Now that the crocodile's head was stuck in the hole, it could not bring itself to the board nor could it squirm itself freely. The edge of the hole was stuck in his neck and could not penetrate it. He shook his tail frantically, only to push the boat horizontally through the water.

Claude did not manage to keep his balance and was sent rolling backwards on board. But when his back collided with the side of the ship, he grabbed it and tried to kneel on the deck. He did not release the gun he was holding tightly in his right hand.

Claude did not manage to keep his balance and was sent rolling backwards on board. But when his back collided with the side of the ship, he grabbed it and tried to kneel on the deck. He did not release the gun he was holding tightly in his right hand.

Eriksson hugged the steering wheel and banged his face against one of the handles during the collision. He was bleeding all over his face.

Borkal on the other hand was terrified. He had already slumped on the ship before, and after the collision, he rolled to the left side of the ship and returned. Fortunately, he was caught between the openings of the ship's cabin and stopped rolling around. The mouth of the crocodile niros was less than half a meter away from him and he had already peed his pants in fear.

When the crocodile began to swim frantically, he pushed the boat to the left.

Eriksson dropped to the ground and rolled towards the back of the ship.

Borkal only knew how to groan in fear.

Welikro leaned against the mast and pushed his right leg to the right side of the ship while poking the crocodile's eye with the punt pole. He did not think that the crocodile would bite the pole and break it. He had no choice but to hit the broken pole against the mouth that was approaching him.

Once again Claude was thrown to the left side of the ship. He had loosened his hands and slumped flat on the sloping surface of the boat. Standing on top of the ship in an awkward position with one foot on the left side of the ship and the other on the angled deck, he managed to secure himself. Now, there was no longer a need to aim. He pointed the gun at the bottom of the crocodile's eyes and pulled the trigger!

Bam! This shot sounded much clearer than the others.

Claude could see the eye he was aiming at vanishing, leaving a bloody hole behind. Traces of broken skulls could be seen flying through the air.

The crocodile seemed to have been struck by lightning and was silent for a moment. But soon, he raised his head upwards and instead of jumping towards the boat, he fell into the water. With a loud voice, Claude and Welikro were drenched.

Now that the crocodile is no longer pushing the ship, it is tilted back to normal levels.

"Let'soooo!" Borkal trembled freely and rolled before crashing into the right side of the ship. The broken fence did little to stop him from falling directly into the water, causing him to cry incessantly.

Welikro supported himself well with his back, legs and punt pole and was only shaken when the ship fell back to the surface of the lake. He quickly climbed back up and looked at the right side of the ship and stretched the pole in his hand to help Borkal.

Claude on the other hand was out of luck. His posture when he shot was too awkward. When the fishing boat fell back, he rolled on the deck and rolled to the right of the boat. Fortunately, the section of the fence was not damaged and prevented it from falling into the water. The bad news is that his leg sprained, either because of the shock or the awkward way he used to support his body now.

Eriksson rolled over and hit the back fence of the boat. Even though his head was swollen, he was still conscious. However, his face was covered in blood and his injuries did not look light.

Borkal pulled his head out of the water. He was so scared that he really panicked. When he kicked the water, he cried, "I will die .. I will be eaten!"

Welikro knocked on his head with a pole and roared, "Stop crying! You're doing fine! Come now!"

Borkal wiped his face and finally snapped. "Uhh ... Where ... bu-bu?"

Welikro pointed at him. "It's under you, dead."

The lake is rather clear. Three meters below in the nets of aquatic plants, the niroz crocodile had turned around and showed its grayish-white belly, not moving in the slightest.