Jorani didn't shake the hands of the other priests, she didn't want the secret of the tablet to be exposed. Her hesitation and fear were interpreted by the priests as a sign of a lack of confidence in completing the task. This is plausible, because it is not uncommon for the goddess herself to decide that a priest should do a certain work, but it is not necessarily if the work itself has a special meaning. And what could be a more meaningful task than to defeat the blasphemers of the land and allow the will of the tides to be extended?

However, this does not mean that the named Jorani will arouse the jealousy of the other priests, and all believers are equal in the eyes of the goddess, and only the functions they are responsible for and the depth of their understanding of the waves and tides need to be distinguished. Thanks to this, Jolani was not forced to let go of the slate in her arms, but silently walked into the circle formed by the other priests holding hands, facing the red coral throne, praying to the goddess's avatar in the scorching waves for help, her heart still not calming. Fortunately, the surrounding priests had already begun to recite the prayer that had drawn Jorani into the spell they had constructed, and the young priest finally closed his eyes slowly as the waves of the sea chanted.

When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer the ant-like Siren who was worthless in the vastness of the ocean, but a giant made of waves and waves. However, the giant's form is perfectly hidden in the sea, and no one can detect its existence except Jolani herself and her companions. Without any guidance or prompting, Rani naturally knew what to do with her short-lived body, she looked to the edge of the mist, her eyes looking through the sea and the mist, noticing the lines and patterns that represented magic and sorcery that flowed into the sea from the three witch ships, the witches' magic to hide the waves, and that was her goal.

The way the Giant moves in the sea can no longer be described as moving, the whole sea is its body, and when it wants to change its position, it does not move its hands and feet to its destination, but reconstructs its hands and feet at the destination. So the battlefield, which takes a while to reach from the underwater pyramid, welcomes an invisible guest in the blink of an eye.

Without hesitation, Rhorani manipulated the giant to stretch out its palm, grab two thick magical threads at once, and pull it downward! The Kraken soldiers, who had been on standby for a long time, swarmed up to kill all the crew members of that ship.

No difficult task, that's what Jorani thought as she watched the giant ship sink straight into the water like a coffin. She continued her destruction, focusing on the magical thread that led to the other two ships, intending to drag them to the bottom of the ocean as well. However, after the loss of a huge ship, the witch group also reacted quickly, centering on the flagship that appeared to be unadorned on the outside, and invisible fluctuations erupted from the hull at a very fast speed! "Hum!" the blade left a terrible pit in the seabed, stirring up sand and earth that filled the water, flying with dead bodies and broken wood. But what is happening beneath the surface of the water, the people on the surface are not aware of it at all.

"Poof!" As the Water Giant was shattered by the witch's counterattack, along with Jorani's body. From the beginning, her body quickly disintegrated, and along with the stone slab in her arms, it turned into a cloud of blood mist floating in the sea. When General Quwa heard the unusual sound, he glanced back at the actions of the priests, and showed a faint expression of invalidity when he saw the group of things that he had spoken to before, but he quickly hid this expression and turned to continue his work. As for the other priests, there was only a smile on their faces, and it was true that Rani had died, but her sacrifice had been exchanged for the loss of one of the three warships of the Witch Order and the failure of the spell to block the currents! ”

While all the Tide Priests were lamenting the great victory and informing the soldiers of the good news for them to attack immediately, behind the red curtain on the ninety-nine steps, the man sitting on the Red Coral Throne trembled slightly. As the chief priestess, this underwater pyramid, nay, everything that happened in the waters where the scorching waves were, could not escape her eyes, so she saw all the processes, all the details, all the everything.

"You killed her. The high priest only opened his mouth, but did not make any sound. And this is not because she doesn't want others to hear her, it's just that she can't do it, and this body is no longer fully her own when she sits on the throne.

"No, it was the filthy witches from other worlds who killed her with their wicked sorcery, you saw it with your own eyes. The mouth, uncontrollably opening and closing, replied with a mouth shape.

"You sent her to die, and there are other ways to break the magic in a gentler way, you know, but you didn't. You want her to die because she knows about me..."

"Shhhhh More often than not, the wave does not show its cause to people, and those who see the wave can only see the result of its rolling. You've got to learn that, like your predecessors. ”

"Yes, my lady. ”

"That's right, dear Shantico, it's time for those witches to feel the power of the waves. Do what you can, I'll support you. ”

The High Priest stood up from her throne, and with a slight lift of her hand, the white dolphin swam obediently to her hand. She leaned over the dolphin's back and whispered,

"Go, go and bring the wrath of the waves to the earthlings. ”

The white dolphin excitedly let out a high-frequency cry that was difficult for ordinary people to hear, and then broke away from the arms of its owner, rushed out of the red curtain like a white meteor, and swam towards the battlefield.