As if the young man had spoken a magic word, the Erald Tablet shot a beam of light upward, but it swerved a few seconds later and headed in Ethan's direction.
It was none other than his Sea God's Trident, which had returned to its original size.
The young man grasped his weapon like a short sword, and tried to extend its handle. However, it didn't work the way it usually did.
Instead, it pulled Ethan to a place located at the North side of the City, like a puppy who wanted to make its Master follow it.
The young man didn't resist and allowed the Sea God's Trident to take him wherever it wanted to take him.
Leviathan just watched in anticipation.
'After waiting for hundreds of years, the ti has finally co,' Leviathan mused.
Ethan arrived on what seed to be an elevated platform overlooking the entire city of Atlantis.
There, standing on a pedestal, was a long staff that was glowing faintly.
At first, Ethan thought that it was a staff, but after looking at it closely, he realized that it looked very familiar.
"This is the handle of the Sea God's Trident,' Ethan thought. 'I see... so that's why.'
Without anyone telling him what to do, Ethan grabbed the handle of the staff, and pulled it up.
The staff broke free from its constraints without any sort of resistance.
Ethan then pieced the two pieces of the artifact together, allowing them to rge and finally beco whole once more.
The mont the head of the Trident and its body rged as one, a golden light shot upward. This light then hit sothing like a barrier, making the light disperse and scatter around the city.
A mont later, sothing unexpected happened.
The sound of gears starting to move reached Ethan's ears.
Soon, lights appeared in the city, illuminating the once dark surroundings.
Ethan only watched in wonder as he looked at the picturesque scene that was taking place in front of him.
He then looked up to where the Giant Creature was and saw a massive Sea Serpent, whose body had coiled itself around the city.
Then, he heard it.
A soft and lodious sound, similar to a rmaid song, echoed across the city that had regained its splendor.
"Beneath the waves so deep and wide,
Atlantis sleeps where secrets hide.
A city lost, both grand and fair,
Whispers linger in ocean air."
The Sea God's Trident in Ethan's hand then shot a beam of golden light directly into Ethan's forehead.
A mont later, the city disappeared, and Ethan found himself in a pure white world. Ethan's body stiffened because he felt that soone was right behind him.
He had faced many powerful beings in the past, and he had fought against them too. So, he imdiately knew that the person behind him was extrely powerful.
Ethan's heart started to beat wildly inside his chest. A part of him wanted to turn around, but the other half didn't dare to even move a muscle.
The young man felt the hairs on his arms and the back of his neck stand on end. Goosebumps wracked his body, almost paralyzing him from doing anything.
Even so, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Using all of his strength and willpower, he forced his body to turn around.
He wanted to see what or who was making him react this way. If he had to fight, then he would do so without holding back.
When his gaze landed on the person behind him, Ethan felt as if his breath had been stuck in his throat.
"Very good. Soone born from mine and Celestia's lineage must have this kind of courage." Although these words were said in a teasing tone, there was a hint of pride mixed in it.
Ethan gazed at a handso man with long blue hair and blue eyes.
Eight pairs of angelic wings were spread behind his back, and a confident smile hung on his face.
"Y-You are?" Ethan forced himself to ask this question despite his lips not wanting to move at the beginning.
"Arariel. That is my na."
"Are we related to each other? I feel like I've seen you before."
Arariel smirked. "What do you think?"
Suddenly, a mory flashed inside Ethan's head, making him rember why the eight- winged angel seed familiar to him.
He had three Legacies sleeping inside his body.
Mimir's Wisdom.
Ashdai's Desire.
And last, but not the least, was a Legacy that belonged to the person in front of him.
"I told you that we would et once you ca of age, but I didn't think that we would et this soon," Arariel said. "Fate is really a fickle lady, but since you are now in front of , it ans that you have finally found Atlantis."
Arariel walked toward Ethan and placed his hand on the young man's shoulder.
"You've grown well." Arariel smiled. "My son, Lleu, would have been happy to see you. Unfortunately, he accidentally entered a portal that led to a different dinsion out of curiosity and has been gone for a very long ti."
A sigh escaped the lips of the eight-winged angel. However, there was a faint smile that appeared not long after, which made Ethan believe that Lleu was still alive.
"Enough of that adventurous kid," Arariel scoffed. "Now, let's talk about sothing important. Do you know? The bride that we arranged for you is being bullied right now? Well, I'm sure that if she is pushed into a corner, she will beco the War Princess of the Sea and
dye the sea in blood.
"She is one of the three Legendary rmaid Princesses, and she had the power to back her title. However, as strong she may be, she will still not be able to defeat the Colossi, who have suddenly thought to conquer the Kingdoms of the Land."
Arariel's tone was filled with contempt and disdain because that particular Colossi was only able to make waves because he, Celestia, and their son, Lleu, were nowhere to be found. His wife had suffered grievous injuries while he was in the Lands of Saraqael, gathering the ingredients for the divine dicine that would help his wife recover from her injuries. "Um, the bride you arranged for ... are you talking about Illumina?" Ethan asked.
"I wasn't the one who arranged it," Arariel replied. "It was Lleu. He said that if his bloodline ever produced an exceptional boy, he would marry him to Illumina.
"But I was the one that approved of it, so technically, I arranged it as well. Aren't you lucky? We already made sure that one of the Legendary rmaid Princesses would beco your wife when you grew up. This is what it ans to keep all the good things inside the family." Ethan blinked once then twice because he didn't know that his fate had already been decided before he was even born.
"Um, then does that make you my great, great grandfather?" Ethan asked in a serious tone.
"That's right," Arariel replied. "And Celestia is your great, great grandmother. But, let's not talk about that now. The ti we have is limited, and I already used a good portion of it. Dark and difficult tis lay ahead, Ethan. And you will need the power and the manpower to help you turn the tides in your favor.
"My son loves to ride on waves and summon giant waves to drown his enemies. But you must beco a different kind of Tide Bringer. The tides you summon must protect this world from the second coming of Ragnarok."
Arariel then lightly tapped Ethan's forehead, making the young man fall into a daze.
"I will now impart to you my Legacy," Arariel said with a smile.
"Mimir gave you Wisdom."
"Ashdai gave you Desire."
"And now, you shall receive my Authority."
A brilliant flash of light enveloped Ethan's body.
A second later, he disappeared from that pure-white world, returning to the City of Atlantis,
whose ownership had been transferred to him.
A/N: The Half-Elf that appeared in the previous chapter was supposed to have red hair, and
not brown hair.
I edited it, but it isn't reflecting in Webnovel, so I needed to clarify things here, so that people wouldn't misunderstand. If you've read my previous novel RWTSS, I'm sure you already know who this red-haired Half-Elf is. Kekeke.
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