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Chapter 385: White Bones, Water King (Part )
Indian Ocean, 9074 meters underwater, Amirante Trench.

The giant beast of the dark sea crawled on the seabed, and the heavy deep current beat with its heartbeat.

Countless corpses attracted by the ocean currents wove a festering coat on its massive body that was over two hundred meters long, covering its curled-up half.

White coral reefs mixed with bone matter grew wildly on the other side of its body, occupying almost half of the giant beast's body, and countless slender gray-white tentacles grew in the gaps between the scales.

A cold aura lingered around it, which seemed to be the resentful sighs of countless dead. Its mere existence was enough to take the life of any living person.

But the giant beast's majestic body contained a wild vitality, which brutally suppressed the billions of souls in the Dead Sea.

The king's golden eyes were like a dark lamp, illuminating the darkness of the abyss.

But if you say it is a dragon, its half-black and half-white appearance, as if it is parasitic, is too weird.

Not life, not death.

Decayed yet full of vitality.

The dark scales seemed like a mixture of black from all life, the power of the dead conquered by the king's immortal vitality.

Its giant body, like a dragon or a snake, devoured all that remained in this devastated world, struggling to bring back to life what had been lost since ancient times...

"It's been too long, too long..."

It's been so long that I've forgotten what I used to look like.

The undercurrent of the Dead Sea, powerful enough to strangle any life, humbly offered its loyalty to the Water King. Even in the lightless abyss, He could still feel the undercurrent gently touch His entire body, understanding His true state at that moment.

How weird, how twisted.

As the leader of all kings and the Lord of Atlantis, he should have possessed the most perfect physique among the Dragon Kings, closest to the original ancestor, but now he has fallen into such a state...

The Dragon King, dormant in the abyss, fell into a long silence.

His silence was so suffocating, like a dead person rising from the grave, waking up to find that the world and himself had been turned upside down.

The kingdom, the family, everything that once existed...can never be returned.

But He could also hear a gentle voice calling His true name in His heart:

"Njord..."

The Water King closed his eyes slightly, curled up his strange body, and said to himself sadly: "Mother, is it you who called me back from that eternal chaos?"

The gentle voice echoing in His consciousness was still like the sound of someone coaxing a child into his ear:

"On the promised day, the destined doomsday will come..."

"Our past failures have caused you to suffer humiliation for ages... Now, go do what you wish..."

"What I want to do...is this your last mercy to me?"

Njord's dragon head, half covered in white, showed a look that seemed to be both tears and laughter. "My wisdom had been taken away from me, and I'd been treated like a pet by my father for hundreds of thousands of years. I'd long since become a laughingstock among my compatriots... What else could I do now?"

However, that gentle voice said:

"Then...hate me..."

"Hate me for driving you to rebel... Hate me for controlling your fate..."

"The first life was born from the rotting flesh of the gods. You, who have returned after losing everything, have the right to roar..."

"Even if it's betrayal...betrayal of you?" Njord's golden eyes surged with deep sorrow, like a tide ready to swallow everything. "My life ended because of betrayal, and will be born again because of betrayal?"

"Only then... can you be called a king."

The voice chuckled softly, as gentle as if to kiss His cheek, causing the tearless king to close his eyes:
"Goodbye, Njord."

Goodbye, mother who raised me and gave me rationality.

Your kindness, your malice... will accompany me throughout the long passage of time, until the very end of this life. "Ha... Ahahaha... Hahahaha!"

Looking back at the miserable past, Njord held his head with his paws, and finally couldn't help but sneer at his own miserable fate.

The entire Indian Ocean seabed was shaking wildly with the king's sarcastic laughter.

More skulls clung to the garment of corpses draped over His body, and deeper sighs overflowed from countless empty eye sockets.

After 960,000 years——

The eldest son of the god of gods finally regained the wisdom that was taken away by his father.

From the humble "snake", he was reborn as a "dragon".

“Ahh…!” He groaned and roared, his trembling body stirring up billions of tons of ocean currents: “Why, why… do you say such cruel words to me!!”

If I was born to be controlled by others, why tell me that I am free? What kind of abyss will this freedom lead me to fall into, leaving me covered in wounds and in agony before I die?
When he came to his senses, he found that turbid blood was flowing out of his eye sockets and silently mixing into the boundless deep sea.

The Water King was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a cold smile on his ferocious dragon head:
"Mother... then it's as you wish."

A pair of wings covered with ferocious bone spurs spread out behind the Water King.

The undercurrents of the abyss surrounded their king and lifted him up into the sky.

And finally He no longer looked back.

...

...

Red lights flashed alternately with piercing sounds, and an alarm suddenly sounded in the Hanging Nest space station.

“南纬35°-40°、东经100°-110°，震源深度25公里！”

Inside the observation room, a tense male observer pressed down on his headset, his Adam's apple sliding rapidly. "Magnitude 9... No, it's still rising! President! We can predict a massive tsunami is about to strike the Indian Ocean!"

The other female operator sitting next to him was sweating profusely. "Such unusual geological changes... It's just like that day!"

No one can forget the day when the end came——

The earth trembled, plates were torn apart by an indescribable force, and a tsunami hundreds of meters high swept across the countries starting from the Pacific Ocean, easily taking away hundreds and tens of millions of lives in a short moment.

Higher than the highest peak in the world, more majestic than any mountain range...

A giant snake, known as both a god and a demon, poked its head out of the sea, stretched its body, stirred the vast ocean, and roared towards the sky.

Deadly poison seeped from the cracks in the World-Ringing Serpent's scales, mingling with the black clouds of doom, spreading death equally to every corner of the Earth. The King's massive body encircled the Earth's crust, bounded by the equator, entwining the entire planet within its serpentine form, its enraged maw seemingly intent on swallowing both the sun and the moon.

That horrifying scene is still etched in the hearts of all the survivors... telling them what fear is and what a true dragon king is!
"Once again, the Dragon King descends...?"

Putting down his right hand that was holding the headset, the blond old man known as the president looked solemn, and a hint of memories and fear appeared in his blue eyes.

Even though he has been leading the last survivors in this hopeless world and still struggling stubbornly until now, the old man's mind has been determined to a certain extreme.

But now they had to face once again a resurrected king, an immortal god... He couldn't help but feel a little confused and hesitant in his heart.

The president looked at the gray-haired girl across the long table and said in a deep voice, "Do you have any contingency plans for the current situation?"

"Hmm~"

Nanami, who had been looking down at the screen of her watch, raised her head and said with a smile, "Of course—"

"Lord of Alfheim, Giant God of the Savage Seas, King of Water..."

"We will defeat this resurrected Dragon King!"

　Updated! The Water King's true form finally appeared. It wasn't easy...

　　(End of this chapter)