The human leaders had long been aware of the spatial rift under the sea but had taken no action because they had no solution.
Amalia handed the remaining five black fragnts to the Sea King, "The three black fragnts that Wealth swallowed—I can’t make him spit them out. This is all I can give you."
The Sea King opened the five boxes, and the five black fragnts floated out.
As if drawn by a magnetic force, the five black fragnts flew toward the Yin-Yang Pearl at the center of the black vortex, filling in so of the missing parts.
However, the three small gaps were still remained.
The energy still leaked out from these small gaps, and the five black fragnts hadn’t changed it much.
Unless the missing three pieces were added, there might not be any noticeable effect.
Wealth who is perched on Amalia’s shoulder, watched this scene and hesitated before chirping softly.
Amalia patted its head.
It wasn’t Wealth’s fault for swallowing the three black fragnts—it was her fault for not understanding fully about the situation.
Who would have thought that these fragnts only needed to be absorbed?
Wealth usually ate things whole, whether spirit beads or crystal cores.
At the ti, she hadn’t stopped it due to preconceived notions.
Wealth blinked and hesitated, rubbing its paws together.
Suddenly, the entire Sea of Death began to tremble.
"What’s happening?" Amalia asked.
"He’s coming. Human, be careful. I have a feeling that the solution might lie with you," the Sea King said while giving her a deep look before disappearing.
Amalia hadn’t fully grasped his aning when she found herself alone.
She mused, "As expected of the Sea King. But what did he an by ’the solution lies with ’?"
Unable to decipher it, Amalia decided to set it aside for now.
Sotis, the solution cos in a flash of inspiration.
Both in the sea and the sky, humans and marine-type mutated creatures alike felt the surge of powerful energy rushing toward them from a distance.
The marine-type mutated creatures that was allied with the Goblashark showed expressions of ecstatic joy—their king had arrived.
"Dolphite, is this why you betrayed the king and joined others?" Manyu asked, still unwilling to accept the situation, as he faced Dolphite.
Dolphite was silent for a mont, "The king’s ideals no longer suit the current era."
Manyu sneered.
The Earth is on the brink of destruction, and you’re talking about ideals?
"Now I finally see you for who you are. You’re no different from other mutated creatures—selfish and self-serving. I don’t know why you beca like this, but from now on, it’s you and until death!"
"Manyu, why bother? The king’s power is no longer what it used to be," Dolphite sighed.
"Why isn’t the king’s power what it used to be? Don’t you know very well?" Manyu spat, both furious and desperate voice.
Dolphite frowned, "That was the king’s choice, not sothing we demanded of him."
Manyu took a deep breath and roared, "Screw you!"
"Manyu, if you have the energy to shout, why not put it to use and kill him? Stop wasting words. When soone is fixated on their own ideas, no amount of talking will change that," Imuji shouted from not far away, locked in combat with the female Goblashark.
"You’ve started spouting wisdom now?" Manyu’s face turned red.
"Maybe it’s because so much has happened that I’ve had an epiphany. Humans say that, don’t they? And to think, one day I’d be fighting alongside you against my own kind," Imuji said with deep emotion.
"Shut up! The most surprised person here is ! Get lost, I don’t want to talk to you anymore."
Manyu’s overwhelming anger had lessened after Imuji’s interruption.
He knew why Imuji did it, but he wouldn’t thank him.
To hell with it, the world has gone mad.
After engaging in battle, the Sea King didn’t bring his guardian over.
The two powerful auras soon moved far away, with only occasional roars echoing back.
Amalia returned to the surface of the sea and glanced at the sky, where colorful lights flickered like fireworks.
She quickly spotted several human powerhouses engaged in battle.
The Bright Accord Faction of Astral Demoniaco Sect had allied with the Yoder family, and it wasn’t just their leaders present but also several powerful subordinates of Bright Accord Faction.
However, she also noticed a few unfamiliar strong figures opposing the Bright Accord Faction of Astral Demoniaco Sect cultivators.
Although she didn’t recognize them, their auras suggested they were likely demonic cultivators from Dark Enclaves Faction.
Distinguishing between orthodox demonic cultivators and those who followed a more wicked path could be difficult without direct observation.
But face-to-face, the differences were clear.
Orthodox demonic cultivators, like Kenny Lin, might have unsettling auras, but they didn’t provoke imdiate intense aversion.
Wicked or evil demonic cultivators, on the other hand, employed sinister thods and killed people without hesitation, their auras often tainted with bloodlust.
One demonic cultivator seed eager to reach Kenny Lin and frequently glancing in his direction but being thwarted by his opponents.
Amalia then saw Senior Zhao and others.
The Yoder family had allied with Bright Accord Faction of Astral Demoniaco Sect and the Goblasharks, even hiring nurous external reinforcents.
Upon arriving outside, she realized there were at least five or six top-tier spiritual cultivators.
Despite the massive fines imposed last ti, the Yoder family hadn’t been drained of their resources and could still afford to hire so many strong fighters.
Amalia glanced toward Kenny Lin’s direction.
His sword aura was the most prominent on the battlefield.
So far, he showed no signs of defeat, while his opponents appeared increasingly flustered.
Amalia flew towards Stephen Zhao’s direction, seeing him besieged by two attackers.
She felt a vibration in the spiritual weapon in her hand and without hesitation, she slashed them with her Gods Blades sword technique.
The blade light flashed and aiming precisely at one of the attackers, who had already sensed it.
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