The roar gradually stopped, the boiling water gradually calmed down, and in the vast expanse of water, only Bahamut was stretching his glowing body. The majestic golden boy swept lightly, and there were no more creatures other than him as far as his eyes could see.

Returning to the Ruins.

This is the name of the spirit of words that he has just released, and in the records of the secret party, it is the ultimate spirit of the sea and water that is feared by countless dragons and humans. And being released by him in his current complete state, the power is naturally not something that humans who already know a little about it can imagine.

The tsunami that is raging in the Tyrrhenian Sea at this moment is just the aftermath of this spirit spilling over into the real world.

It was not for nothing that he let his subordinates leave, and if it were in the outside world, this spirit would summon a huge tsunami, like the great flood that destroyed the world in various myths, and easily buried a prosperous city. And within the sea, this ultimate spirit that does not distinguish between the enemy and the self except the freer himself will cause everything that exists in the realm to be shattered until it is nothing.

The storm of the currents pulled a huge, scarred abyss at the bottom of the sea. The newly formed abyss was bottomless, and the black, icy waters filled it, like a tomb, like a ruin buried in the enemies of Nuotong.

Confirming that there were no more living creatures in the current sea, Bahamut flicked his long tail and huge wings, and his slender and gorgeous body steered the sea away.

But at that moment, a long bone whip stretched out from the depths of the invisible abyss, wrapping around his tail.

"Don't rush to leave, it's not over yet." A voice that could not be heard was male or female, or neither, or both, from beneath the utterly dark abyss.

Then, a ghostly fire lit up from the abyss, and these expressions were either confused, or remorseful, or unwilling, painful, and hateful...... It was as if the Dead Spirits from the Lost Lands were roaring loudly and shouting a name.

Hela!

The water swelled again, and something huge raised its head from the abyss. She had an unusually beautiful face, and her fair skin shone in the blue glow. But...... This kind of beauty is only half of it, and the opposite of that half of the beautiful face is half of a hideous face with only dark golden bones, and above this half of the face, there is only a little golden light in the hollow eyes, and he looks closely at the white figure floating in the sea.

Half of the body reveals the image of existence, and half of the body reveals the image of death. The two opposing elements are cleverly fused together, which has a certain wonderful religious significance.

Jörmungad...... No, it was Hela, the goddess of death from the underworld of Haim, who crawled out of the abyss, also half covered with scales and half of dry bones with a long tail coiled between the abyss, like the river god Naga in South Asian legends, opposite Bahamut, who controlled the sea and water.

The lost undead floated around her, like loyal guards, but if you looked closely, there seemed to be a hint of reluctance on their faces.

This is the posture of Jörmungård and Fenrir's merger, or what they are, like Hel, who is dominated by Fenrir, and it is Hela who is completely dominated by Jörmungandr. After the Heroic Spirit, this posture is recorded in the spirit base in the form of a treasure similar to the real name liberation, and even if you don't have to devour each other, you can maintain this posture for a short time.

"My real name is Liberation Hela. At this moment, I am the god who controls the underworld and death. Hela said softly, she had a huge body on par with Bahamut, and she was on par with the other in momentum.

"Then then, it's my turn." Then she began to chant loudly, but this time, it was not the sea that had changed dramatically.

Like an earthquake, the entire sea shook violently. The abyss that had formed before began to expand, and countless bubbles spilled out of the ocean floor, along with countless large, sharp stone spikes, and beyond, flowing golden magma.

In the midst of the magma, the giant god of steel, Surtr, stepped forward with a lava-like sword of destruction, the tip of which was raised and pointed at Bahamut.

……

At the same time, outside the Nibelungen, the Italian peninsula. The sudden tsunami caught everyone off guard, and the people who were still struggling in the sea experienced the baptism of the first tsunami, and before they had time to organize an effective evacuation and rescue, some people were horrified to find that the ground seemed to be shaking under their feet.

In the aftermath of the tsunami, an earthquake also swept across the peninsula in southern Europe.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's going on this time? Pompeii asked in the constant communication of the Kassel Academy as a ghost crying wolf.

He underestimated the power of the waves, and his face turned white under the bandages as he saw the small white lines turn into overwhelming waves. Even if he found the handle in time, he was still caught off guard by the huge waves, and several new wounds were added when the old wounds were opened.

The submarine was still shaking, and he couldn't feel the earthquake outside, but he could hear the panicked voices of the submarine officers and men in the corridor.

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The vice principal in the control room in Kassel took a sip of champagne to suppress his shock, and then slowly spoke: "I think you'd better think about how to make your funeral lively, otherwise you won't have a chance later......"

"Have you ever heard of a scourge that lasts for a thousand years? No matter how you think about it, a scourge like me won't hit the streets so easily. Pompey replied with an unhappy face, and then inadvertently looked out the window and was stunned.

Not only him, but the whole of Sardinia, the Italian peninsula, and even the mainland of France across the Mediterranean, on the eastern shore of the beautiful island of Sicily, rose a long, thick, column of smoke that seemed to touch the sky.

Mount Etna, which is the largest, tallest, most active in Europe, and known as the "natural lighthouse of the Mediterranean" and is recognized as one of the most dangerous volcanoes in the world, erupted!

"Help me connect with the Ghanaian funeral team, the most expensive one." Pompey's face turned pale and said, "I want to go happily." ”

Following the tsunami and earthquake, the shadow of volcanic smoke and dust fell over the peninsula.

Ange shook his glass slowly, unhurriedly looking at the churning water, the shaking earth, and the burning mountains in front of him. The entire lighthouse fluttered in the sea like a shaken block of ice in his cup, as if it would be broken in the next second, and then completely torn apart by the raging sea.

"The mere aftermath of the battle can make such a scene......" he said as he took a sip of the wine in his glass, as if admiring and laughing at himself, "who would have thought that we would be hostile to such beings in the past?" ”

"Don't be presumptuous." A voice answered beside him.

Menek, who didn't know when he came back, stood beside him with a goblet: "Humans are originally a species caught between dragons looking for a way out, no matter how powerful they are, haven't we survived to this day?" ”

He looked down and smiled at Ange: "What's more, isn't there still us now?" ”

"Two parties at a stalemate, and a third party who suddenly broke in." Ange also smiled, "It seems that the future is starting to run wild towards the unknown path. ”

"Let's wait quietly for that ending." Menek stared intently at the churning sea outside.

An old wooden three-masted sailing ship fluttered in the water, and its over-the-top hull looked as if it would be shattered by the rising waves in the next second. The sailboat is thrilling every time, but it is extremely accurate to avoid the crashing waves, or to paddle out like a surfer when the waves are down.

In the words of Captain Soot, there was no better weather for him than a storm coupled with huge waves.

"It's really free and enviable." Ange raised his glass and saluted the people on deck. At this time, he saw Menek with a frown.

"What's wrong?" Ange asked, also looking in the direction Meneke was looking. Aside from the churning waters that are still churning as always, there's nothing strange about it.

Menek frowned and replied, "There's a smell that is incomparably strange, but incomparably disgusting. ”

……

"Really, Niold......" Caesar looked up at Frost, but did not do as he said.

"Yes, the real Niord." Frost replied, with a hint of fanaticism on his face, "The spirit of the dragon king, like the dragon king's serum, can break through the critical blood limit of the half-blood. It may not be as demanding as Behemoth, but it can achieve the super hybrids we guessed! Her vast spirit will also serve as your food, and after digesting it, you will be able to control the power she has left behind and become real! Only! You can hunt down Niold, who devours other dragon kings! ”

Caesar quietly watched Frost, who had changed back to his familiar appearance and fallen into a frenzy again, but still did not do what he said.

"Then you will have the ability to hunt and devour other dragon kings, kill them, and devour their power and power, and you will be the only eternal ...... in this world Emperor! Frost continued to persuade Caesar, "This is also the opportunity that your mother left you, a weapon for you to rebel against fate." Now, stab your knife in, and with your hands, hold this weapon against your fate. ”

"No, uncle, you're wrong, mom he doesn't want me to do that." Caesar paused for a moment and said slowly, "No mother would want her child to set foot on the battlefield, she only wants me to live my own life away from the world of half-breeds." ”

Frost was stunned suddenly, and then did not speak again.

"The one who should have devoured Behemoth was the same person who carved those alchemical matrices on you, right?" Caesar looked up at him, "That's another person hiding behind the scenes. After all, he will choose to help you, but it will come at a cost......"

Outside the Nibelungen, somewhere in the unobservable sea, a lonely and fragile dinghy floated aimlessly on the surface of the sea.

Dressed in a black coat, with a black top hat and an eerie bird's beak mask, a man holding a cane stood quietly in a small boat. From time to time, he looked at his watch, as if he was waiting for something...... Or, it's waiting for a big meal to come to your door.

In the water, Caesar looked at Frost, who bowed his head and did not look at him.

Suddenly, he asked, "But what about you?" And why did you give up your hatred for me, and my bastard daddy? And the food that originally belonged to the mastermind behind the scenes, sent to me? ”

The vengeful ghost who was abandoned after being used by the family, he crawled out of the dirtiest corner of the family, and wandered back between the two dragon kings, even using him. Even with the factor of Caesar's mother in it, it is impossible to suddenly have a kind heart, choose to let go of it with great understanding, and sacrifice himself to give the son of the person who caused his tragedy a chance to be reborn.

Frost was silent for a while, and then replied faintly, "It's family, Caesar......"

……

"Perhaps Mr. Frost is a very nasty person in your opinion. But for me, he might be considered a ...... My guide. Patsy smiled wryly and said something about him.

Two days ago, in the still sound Gattuso Castle, all the work had been handed over and was on his way to the Pantheon alone, and Patsy, who faced his fate, was suddenly stopped by Frost who appeared out of nowhere.

"Mr. Frost." Patsy bowed his head and greeted him with a humble and polite attitude, "Master Caesar is looking for you everywhere, I think it's better for you to go and have a look." ”

Frost didn't answer immediately, and looked him up and down with some gloomy eyes: "How long have you been studying with me?" ”

Patsy was a little surprised, but replied, "It has been eighteen years since the death of my wife, sir." ”

"Eighteen years...... It's enough for a child to grow into an adult. Frost said, pushing a sheathed hunting knife towards his body, "The maintenance is complete, the family has decided, Augustus will be left with you for the time being." ”

"But......" Parcy hesitated as he gripped the handle of his hunting knife, knowing very well the outcome of his journey.

Frost ignored him and continued on his crutches. Suddenly, he stopped, and said in a faint voice, "I know that Pompeii has asked you to pay attention to my movements, and I know that during the lockdown in Italy, you have told him a lot about the inside of the family. ”

Patsy's body was faintly imperceptible, and the hand holding the hunting knife Augustus unconsciously strained a little. Then he relaxed, and replied very naturally: "Monsieur Pompeii is still the head of the family, and as long as he is the head of the family, I think I may have no reason to refuse his request." ”

Frost turned around, and his gloomy eyes made people feel uncomfortable: "Being called a war machine by the family, do you really think of yourself as a machine?" ”

Then he turned abruptly and continued to walk forward: "Since you choose Pompeii, then it's up to you." ”

Putting away the hunting knife, Patcy continued to walk forward after bowing his head to Frost's back, and then suddenly Frost's voice came from behind him.

"If you don't want to die, then follow that girl well, no matter what, she is the key to your survival......"

Patcy turned around, only to see a figure disappearing at the end of the hallway.