Cataclysmic changes had already taken place over the White Sea.
The gloomy sky lood over the ocean, with dark clouds growing denser, signaling nature's most violent on. Suddenly, the dim sea surface began to roil restlessly, as if an ancient behemoth, struggling in its slumber, frantically sought to rise.
With the roars of the raging waves, rows of pitch-black surges slowly rose, attacking the many islands upon the White Sea with destructive force.
Fierce currents ravaged everything in their path, tearing the once calm ocean into myriad spreading disasters, surging toward the coastal regions with anger.
Countless fishern knelt on their boats, so hoping the Tempest Overlord would save them, while others prayed for the Sea God's rcy.
In the northern seaside city of Carnia, there stood a colossal Tempest Church temple, with a do a hundred ters above the ground, housing an imnse statue of the Tempest Overlord.
The Cardinal of the Tempest Church stepped out from the temple at a leisurely pace, surrounded by worshipful followers.
"The Cardinal has erged!"
"We praise you from the heart, emissary of the Overlord!"
"Praise be to you, Cardinal!"
He was a tall old man in a cyan-blue velvet robe, with white glasses, standing placidly in the midst of the temple.
He didn't even glance at the surrounding devotees but looked toward the southeast.
"The White Sea..."
As the position of Pope of the Tempest Church had been vacant for many years, the affairs of the Tempest Church had been decided by three Cardinals over the past decades. This tall old man in the cyan-blue robe was responsible for the East of the continent and was also the most senior mber of the church, having long stood at the center of power.
His na was Kirill Ivan, from the Thrums Dukedom, known to the people as "Pitch Black Tidal Surge."
The old man's gaze swept towards the distance, and he felt a rising tide in the depths of his heart.
He stretched out his hand, pointing toward the White Sea in the southeast.
The hundreds of devotees constantly kneeling outside the temple turned in unison, all looking in that direction.
"That self-proclaid Sea God monster has awoken again, and this ti, its period of lucidity will likely be even longer," he said.
"So cities along the White Sea may be swiftly destroyed because of this."
He took a deep breath, prepared deep inside to sacrifice his own soul and fortify the Seal against the Sea God, readying it to enter slumber once more!
He must set off to the White Sea imdiately, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginably severe!
"Pitch Black Tidal Surge" Kirill was acutely aware that in an age after the silence of the gods, among the Eastern Four Kingdoms of the Ouden Continent, there was simply nobody capable of countering a beast with the power of Heavenly Enlightennt!
Should he stand idly by, in just a few years, the entire east of the Ouden Continent would likely beco part of the vast ocean, and no terrestrial life in the Eastern Four Kingdoms would survive!
"Let's go, to the White Sea," he declared.
Simultaneously.
In the imperial capital of the Seven Stars Empire, the world-renowned city praised as the "City of Flowers," "City of Romance," and "City of Arts," Venlo.
It was a city that intoxicated the senses, filled with unique charisma and prosperity, its elegant architecture, rich history, and legacies of the past era celebrated worldwide.
At the central location of "City of Arts" Venlo was a resplendently golden palace.
Beautiful golden clouds spread on the ground as the foundation of the palace, with the opulent palace sitting atop them like icing on a golden cake, dozens of ters above the ground.
People needed to climb up the white stairs to reach the golden clouds and enter this palace filled with artistic ambiance.
Deep within this glistening palace, a man with a stern face, white hair cascading over his shoulders, strikingly handso and flawless skin, sat upon the throne.
He was the highly revered emperor of the Qi Yao People! The likely strongest Bloodline Knight in the world! The "Military God" who had led the Qi Yao People to resist the encirclent of the Lorne citizens singlehandedly!
Miller Corsica!
He had been sitting with his eyes closed but suddenly opened them, revealing profound and captivating eyes, thoughtfully gazing eastward, the urge to rush over erging from the deepest reaches of his heart.
"No, I can't go east yet..."
The Seven Stars Emperor slowly shook his head, calmly addressing a female servant at his side:
"There is still power left there from Them, it's a forbidden zone for the Heavenly Enlightennts."
"You go in my place."
The servant bowed with near-perfect grace, elegantly replying:
"Certainly, Your Majesty."
The Seven Stars Emperor fell into deep contemplation.
"Why exactly are the Heavenly Enlightennts forbidden to go there, what is so special about the east of Ouden Continent?"
Apart from the Cardinal of the Tempest Church and the Seven Stars Emperor, many others across the Claud World felt the change simultaneously, gradually becoming aware that so mighty ancient being had awakened!
"That so-called 'Sea God' beneath the White Sea?"
"A monster from the last epoch has awakened, huh..."
"Before They left, we humans lived in constant anxiety, barely able to catch our breath. After Their departure, the world's trend toward increasing chaos has indeed beco inevitable."
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Over the White Sea, violent tsunamis surged fiercely, one after another, engulfing hundreds of fishern into the boiling tumult, awakening a fearsoly powerful existence!
"Roar!"
A terrifying roar suddenly spread across the White Sea!
Like a black iron curtain, the tsunami billowed up, obliterating all the nurous creatures it touched. Many islands belonging to the Sea God Cult were also rcilessly subrged.
The indigenous people on the islands stared at the ever-rising waves, the terrifying tsunami surrounding the islands, every person plunged into the deepest despair.
A faithful old believer knelt on the ground, weeping loudly.
"Why!"
"We are your followers, the masters of the oceans, our Sea God! Why do you not care for our lives at all!"
"Please, stop this!"
The tsunami crashed down violently.
The buildings on the islands were crushed like card houses, and the wailing natives struggled helplessly in the tsunami, with screams and sobs rising and falling, while the sea fog, tinged with saltiness and the stench of fish, swirled about, making the nature-initiated assault unbearable for humanity.
Residents along the coast in East Coast Province saw the ocean's mad color change; the clear daylight turned dark and gloomy in an instant.
The terrifying typhoon was about to roar and attack the nurous coastal towns, with murky waters churning out countless fish corpses, as if it were the prelude to the world's destruction!
——
On the uninhabited island where the two Sea God Cult leaders, High Priest Sky Blue and Sage Dark Blue were utterly laid to rest, the Sea God was about to awaken; their sacrifice accelerated the process.
All mbers of the Fischer family and the middle-aged man were immobilized, only able to watch the horrifying changes in the sky and experience the destructive force of nature firsthand!
Dark clouds filled the sky, and thunderstorms followed.
The thick, dark clouds enveloped the sky, turning day into dusk. With the thunder's rumble, lightning slashed the clouds, sketching out stunning flashes.
Suddenly, the downpour that fell like bullets hit the ground, splashing countless tiny droplets, as the wind began howling and violently tugging at the trees.
Darren finally ca to but found he couldn't get up at all, only able to witness the terrifying scene before him.
He could feel that the power of nature was so magnificent; in the center of the thunder and the storm, he felt a feeling of being consud by helplessness.
Are we done for?
The faces of the Fischer family mbers turned pale; aside from a few devout believers, fear began to rise in the hearts of those who were still conscious.
Darren felt that fear, and a smile surfaced under his mask.
"Hahaha!"
He simply couldn't control himself, the more fearful he was, the louder he laughed!
The next mont.
Fear peaked!
Including the middle-aged man, everyone saw that suffocating, unprecedented terror.
In the sky, the black clouds neared the island, hiding so enormous creature within, with blazing red eyes and massive limbs, resembling a mountain concealed within the clouds!
Could that be the so-called "Sea God"?
And then, in the next mont, Darren and the others suddenly saw black mist appearing all around, and everyone but Cyan Blue began to dissipate within the black mist.
It was the great Lord of the Lost!
He had co to save us!
A huge arm made entirely of rolling thunderclouds stretched out from the black mist – that was the "Sea God's" body, accompanied by a mad rush of lightning that surged towards the disappearing black mists!
Several from the Fischer family disappeared from sight; the "Sea God" hadn't caught up.
But the thundercloud arm still bore down!
Huh?
Karl, who'd just sent the Fischer family back, was possessing Cyan Blue, and then he saw the so-called "Sea God" not only didn't flee but also approached him?
That was sothing not even the many mysterious entities in the Spirit Realm would do.
Had it lost its mind?
"No, no, no, no!"
The immobilized middle-aged man wailed for rcy, desperately yelling:
"Sea God! I am willing to beco your slave, your follower, do not destroy !"
He watched the approaching thundercloud arm, as the despair deep within him was about to break free.
It's over!
"Save !"
His last, exhausted shout changed nothing.
The middle-aged man closest to the site was touched by the massive thundercloud arm, and his body disintegrated in an instant; then Cyan Blue was touched as well.
At that mont, Karl also felt the so-called "Sea God" touching him!
And then naturally, he greedily absorbed the contained Spiritual Power, and excitedly discovered that the "Sea God" had an amount of Spiritual Power that was larger than any he had absorbed before!
It...
The taste was really so intoxicating!
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