Douluo: Shark Hunting Blade, Lurking in the Dark!

Among the first-level gods, the Sea God's strength is unparalleled, almost reaching the ceiling of this level.

The power he wields is among the top in the divine realm system.

It commands the awe of the gods.

If the Sea God truly betrays the divine realm, he would willingly lower himself to submit to Lan and devote his entire faith to her.

The power of faith he could contribute was simply unimaginable.

Throughout the long history of the divine realm, there seems to be no precedent for a deity as powerful as the Sea God to voluntarily choose to worship another.

This will not only disrupt the existing power and belief structure of the divine realm, but may also trigger a series of unpredictable chain reactions.

The Asura God's expression was solemn, his eyes filled with deep worry, and he slowly spoke:

"And that's not all. I sensed another mysterious aura emanating from Lan."

"This aura does not originate from the gods of the divine realm, yet it carries a chilling power. The strength of the owner of that aura is definitely not to be underestimated."

He paused slightly, then added, "Moreover, the heir of the angel god also bears traces of this aura."

Upon hearing what the Asura God said, the God of Destruction's eyes instantly flashed with a chilling coldness that seemed to freeze the surrounding air.

"There are just too many unknown changes. Because of Lan's appearance, the entire landscape of Douluo Continent has undergone earth-shattering changes."

"Judging from his series of actions, such as creating his own divine position, all signs indicate that he seems to be attempting to create a completely new divine realm."

The God of Destruction sneered and said disdainfully, "It's like an ant trying to shake a tree; laughable and overestimating itself."

Upon hearing the God of Destruction's assessment, a cold glint flashed in the depths of the Asura God's eyes, and a murderous intent was revealed.

"This Lan is indeed far too ignorant and arrogant."

The Asura God said in a chilling tone, "However, he naturally cannot be allowed to live any longer; he must die."

"In the past tens of thousands of years, no one has ever dared to so openly challenge the authority of the divine realm."

The conversation between the two law enforcement gods seemed to foreshadow Lan's fate.

This stems from absolute confidence in one's own strength.

"Since that Sea God has betrayed the God Realm, let's start with Him." The Asura God's eyes were filled with a terrifying killing intent, like a sea of ​​blood.

"It will also let the other gods know clearly what terrible consequences will come from betraying the divine realm."

I see,

A blood-red vortex appeared out of thin air in the main hall of the Law Enforcement Hall without warning.

The Asura God's expression was cold and stern.
As He stepped into the crimson vortex, His figure was gradually swallowed up by it.

Douluo Continent, Seagod Island.

The phantom of the sea god loomed high above, its gaze silently fixed on the direction where Lan was.

At this moment, He had already willingly submitted to Lan.

This decision may seem abrupt, but the seeds were actually sown many years ago.

Going back to that year,
When the Sea God's gaze fell upon the young man with the "Eye of Return to Nothingness" martial soul, an inexplicable intuition made a quiet decision in His heart.

However, He could never have imagined it at the time.

That young man from back then, after the trials and tribulations of time...

Now he possesses such astonishing courage.
How dare they openly defy the will of Heaven and provoke the gods!
Such courage and boldness are probably only possessed by him in the entire world.

A faint smile had crept onto Poseidon's face without him noticing.

That smile contained both appreciation for Lan and a calm acceptance of what was to come.

He stood silently in the sky directly above Poseidon Island, his figure majestic and his expression serene, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, the once peaceful world began to flicker between light and darkness, as if the world's order had been shattered at that moment.

Immediately afterwards, a dense, almost tangible blood aura, like a raging tsunami, surged wildly from a suddenly appearing vortex, spreading over a radius of a thousand miles.

Wherever that blood energy passed, the world changed color. The originally azure sky was dyed a strange blood red, and the sea seemed to be churning under this terrifying power!
The residents of Poseidon Island, seeing this, thought it was the end of the world and knelt down to worship in the direction of the Poseidon Temple.

"What on earth caused this terrifying killing intent?"

Lin Luochuan, Yang Hao, Yan Yu'er, and the other three were all horrified.

They all looked up at the sky.

I see,

Poseidon, wielding a golden trident, stood on the void, gazing at the crimson vortex in the sky. A figure slowly emerged from the crimson vortex.

The Asura God, wielding the Asura God Sword, took a step forward, and the killing intent surrounding him soared into the sky, his god-king-level pressure sweeping outwards for tens of thousands of miles!

Even the Sea God, who is at the pinnacle of first-level gods, couldn't help but sweat slightly when facing the God of Asura.

"You came."

The sea god slowly raised his head, his gaze steady and calm as he looked at the god of asura.

The arrival of the Asura God was entirely within his expectations.

From the moment he made the decision to submit to Yu Lan, he had already anticipated that this day would come.

"Knowing I was coming, why are you still waiting to die here?"

The Asura God's voice was deep and cold, as if it came from the deepest hell, carrying a chilling aura.

“Poseidon, I find you increasingly difficult to understand.”

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze revealing a hint of doubt and scrutiny.

"A first-level deity in the divine realm could have enjoyed eternal peace and stability there, once and for all."

"Why would someone choose to betray the divine realm and willingly submit to a mortal soul master?"

The Asura God stared silently at the Sea God, his gaze sharp as torches, trying to find the answer in the Sea God's expression.

The conversation between the two was unusually bland.

There was no hint of hostility in his tone.
Instead, they seemed like old friends who hadn't seen each other for years.

In response to the words of the Asura God,
Poseidon simply smiled gently:

"Perhaps it's just too comfortable."

"When people are idle, they always think of doing things that are hard to understand."

Poseidon's vague answer
This gradually wore down the Asura God's patience.

"Since you don't want to talk about it, then there's no need to."

"Anyway, your fate was already sealed the moment you betrayed the divine realm."

Are you ready to face death?

The Asura God raised the Asura God Sword in his hand.

Sword pointed at Poseidon.

Despite the overwhelming pressure from the Asura God, who was at the level of a God-King, the Sea God remained calm.

"Shura, you wouldn't attack mortals in the mortal realm, would you?"

Suddenly,
Poseidon mentioned it.

A hint of arrogance flashed across the Asura God's cold face as he said in a calm voice:
"That's natural."

"Rest assured, I am here to kill you today only because you have betrayed the divine realm."

"The inhabitants of Poseidon Island are not to be touched by the gods themselves."

Upon hearing the words of the Asura God,
The sea god's anxiety subsided.

"In that case, let's fight."

"I've always wanted to know just how big the gap is between me and you, the God-King."

Poseidon suddenly brandished his golden trident.

"The first move of the Golden Thirteen Halberds: Unpredictable Storms!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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