In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

“Sadness and… anger?” Ocean lowered his head, looking at Alma’s chestnut hair, and murmured.

He felt the divine power within him, his eyes lowered slightly.

Alma trembled.

Oshin grabbed Alma's wrist.

“I know what you’re sad about… and I understand your anger even more.” Ocean didn’t look at Alma’s face, but turned his face slightly away.

“The pain of losing a loved one… must be unforgettable.” Oshin thought of his mother, recalling the uncontrollable anger and ashen face that appeared on her face when she mentioned Poseidon.

“Especially when the murderer is a god.” Ou Shen raised his left arm, looked at the wound on his left arm, looked at the sea, and sighed.

“I will bear this anger.” Oshin said seriously, looking at the somewhat stunned Alma and Agah siblings, and took down the sea bow that he had been hanging on his back.

Under everyone's gaze, Ou Shen drew back the sea bow.

Instead of drawing water from the sea, it was Ocean's own divine power that was concentrated on the sea bow.

"You mean..." Alma stared at the gleaming arrow, her pupils shrinking slightly.

"I just wanted to express my attitude and soothe your feelings a little," Ou Shen grinned.

"Huh?" Alma was a little confused.

Aga grabbed Alma's arm and silently looked at Oshin, his eyes filled with complex emotions and astonishment.

“The divine power within me is different from that of the seawater.” Oshen refocused his gaze on the sea bow, his expression returning to seriousness. “The seawater is my father’s body, my father’s sense of touch, in short—it is my father’s possession.”

"But my divine power is different."

"Divine power extracted from my own bone marrow, uniquely mine—"

"It's a much higher grade than ordinary seawater." The light on the sea bow grew brighter and brighter, its azure hue illuminating the entire beach. The air seemed to be compressed, emitting a sickeningly loud, booming sound.

"Although it's only a slight difference, it's still my own thing, only the source... is still that guy."

"Therefore, I will use my own strength!"

Ou Shen fully drew back the sea bow, stepped his right foot back slightly, and, in front of everyone's eyes, shot out the arrow that contained almost all of his divine power.

The destination—the sea.

Everyone's eyes followed the arrow, falling towards the sea.

The arrow touched the sea surface, and the entire space seemed to freeze.

Boom boom boom—!!!

The giant waves began to roar.

Alma shuddered involuntarily.

But a smile appeared on Ou Shen's lips.

Because the next second, the seawater was repelled.

The seawater along this coast was driven back.

As if drained, the seawater receded into the distance, revealing the seabed beneath.

"This..." Aga's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Alma stared at the dried-up seabed, speechless. If Aga hadn't been there to support her, she might have collapsed to the ground.

"The seawater will come back in a little while; this is the limit I can do right now." Oshin felt his depleted divine power circuits and looked at the siblings. "So... how do you feel?"

Alma and Agah looked at Oshin, somewhat puzzled.

"Feeling any better?" Ou Shen laughed heartily.

......

Alma and Aga have already gone back.

The tavern is closed today, and Alma needs a good rest, so Aga made that decision for her.

Because of the dark clouds, the night was exceptionally dark tonight.

Four people lay on the beach, lost in thought.

Lemoni's thoughts were simple; he was simply amazed by Ocean's power.

Jimia gave Oshin a piece of her mind.

"What are you doing?" Ou Shen looked at Jimia with a "Are you out of your mind?" look.

"I want to ask... why were you willing to do what you just did?" Miya asked seriously.

“Yes, Ocean… that’s not something you would do,” Ruslan asked as well.

Lemoni turned his head to listen to the conversation between the three.

Ou Shen looked at his two brothers lying next to him and sighed.

“My mother once told me something that I still remember to this day.” Ou Shen looked at the somber sky, as if recalling something.

"Everything has two sides, just like a person has a chest and a back; this is an inherent property."

He raised his hand, covering it with a layer of divine power that emitted a faint blue glow.

Ou Shen stared blankly at the faint light, but continued talking.

“She lost her purity because of Poseidon, but she gained a son who can shelter her from the wind and rain. Even if none of this had happened, she would have lived a peaceful life in this small tribe.” Oshin sighed. “Me too.”

"No matter how much I hate my father, my strength... undoubtedly comes from him."

He gripped the handle tightly, and his divine power dissipated.

"This is unavoidable."

Putting his hands back behind his head, Ou Shen continued, "Since I wield this power so greatly, I must also bear the other consequences that come with it."

“It’s like the boss’s resentment.” Ou Shen’s expression was somewhat downcast.

“They apologized to you properly.” Ruslan rolled his eyes.

“I know, but prejudice doesn’t disappear.” Oshin shook his head. “It just hides.”

“You’re wrong about that, Ou Shen.” Jimia suddenly slapped Ou Shen on the chest, startling him.

What are you doing?!

“Prejudice will disappear.” Miya looked at the dark clouds, a smile involuntarily appearing on her lips.

“...Is that so?” Ou Shen glanced at Jimia, then looked away and sighed.

pat.

"Ah." Several people exclaimed in unison.

It's raining.

Pat-pat, pat-pat.

Swish swish swish—

The rain intensified.

"Damn it! That's the downside of the beach, you can fall off anytime!" Ou Shen got up.

"What can we do? We have nowhere else to go right now." Luslan wiped the rain off his face, looking helpless and frustrated.

Click.

A crack appeared in the ground.

The roots extended from the ground, forming an arc above the group of people.

All four of them looked toward Rashtanaha in the distance.

"Let me shelter you from the wind and rain for now, kind children."

Rashtanaha's gentle voice carried over.

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Chapter 536 The Bouncing Pectoral Muscles

"Sister, what are you thinking?" Agah leaned against the door frame, looking at Alma with a helpless expression.

"...It's nothing, you should go to sleep." Alma sat on the bed, holding a wine glass in her hand, without looking at Aga.

Aga sighed: "Then... go to sleep early."

Aga helped Alma close the door and went outside.

Alma looked at the drink in her hand and remembered what had happened on the beach that evening.

"The...son of that god...?"

She gritted her teeth and took a big gulp of baijiu.

"Ugh—cough cough cough!" Alma coughed twice and wiped her mouth.

Although she runs the tavern, she herself doesn't drink often.

"Damn it! Damn it!" She pounded her knees, her whole body trembling.

"Dad... Mom..."

......

"Ugh—" Oshin stretched, rubbed his eyes, and sat up while yawning. "That was a really good sleep..."

“It feels just like being in a tribe, it’s so nice…” Ruslan was still lying down.

“…Indeed, it feels as if…I haven’t even come out yet.” Lemoni looked at the leaves beside him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Kimia is still not awake.

Last night, a torrential rainstorm hit the beach, and Ou Shen and his companions had nowhere to take shelter.

Just when the group was in a dilemma, Rashtanaha offered a helping hand.

Many other things happened in between, but now, Ocean and his three companions are living with Rashtanaha.