Rhodes Island does not exist.

"Cut off his limbs and stop him from expanding! Do what you can! If you can kill him, then kill him! If you can do it!" Skadi shouted as she swung her greatsword with almost all her might.

"That means you can move freely."

The twisted monster connected to Kal'tsit instantly came to life.

It thrusts its sharp teeth and claws at high speed at the body of its prey, but each attack is like a mud ox sinking into the sea, neither tangible nor providing any reasonable feedback.

"You initially thought that the bishop killed the cardinal partly to avenge Agor, and that the bishop was an Agor disguised as Liberi."

The Doctor, carrying a briefcase, quickly joined the fray, all the while continuing his conversation with Skadi.

"No... mistake!"

"Pfft-"

The bishop, who was expanding outwards in a frenzy, finally tore off all his clothes and began to quickly repair all the damage that Kal'tsit and Skadi had just caused.

After closely analyzing the situation, the doctor realized a fact: the reason they had been unable to inflict effective damage on the bishop was not because the bishop's defense was too high, but because his body was repairing itself at an extremely high speed.

Before Skadi's blade could even pierce through the flesh and cut into the bone, the flesh that had just been torn closed up again.

"So what do you mean?"

The doctor squatted down not far from the bishop, opened his briefcase, and began to examine the medicines he had brought.

“What I mean is, I was wrong from the start!” Skadi swung her greatsword, her voice and emotions becoming increasingly agitated. “He’s not Agor at all, he’s something far worse than Agor—”

"—This guy is a kin!"

The pitch of her voice reached the highest point the doctor had ever heard.

-

The doctor had briefly heard Skadi talk about some things regarding the clan.

The reason why the Familia is called the Familia is because these creatures are all dependent on the greatest will in the deep sea, and because they chose to submit, they naturally received the promised blessings from the deep sea.

The beneficiaries of the Blessed Ones were an almost unstoppable force when they invaded Iberia from Agor, until a defensive line of Deepsea Hunters appeared.

Therefore, it can be said that for these creatures, perhaps only deep-sea hunters, or beings with strength similar to deep-sea hunters, can rival them.

Even so, Skadi never expected that a member of the Familia would choose to disguise their identity and infiltrate human society in Iberia, and even gradually rise to the top position in the Iberian Diocese.

This is simply unimaginable.

After all, those weren't ordinary Agors; they were a clan.

"So what is it doing now?" the doctor asked Skadi as he quickly prepared a potion from the box. "How long will it keep expanding?"

“It’s preparing to revert to its Familia form.” Skadi’s blade was already stained with ineffective blood, but she didn’t stop even so. “The giant form is what it was meant to be, and what we’re doing now is delaying its transformation as much as possible.”

"Delay time?" The Doctor's hands and feet didn't falter despite the unexpected situation. "Delay time for what? Besides you, the only remaining Deepsea Hunter, and Kal'tsit, what other way do we have to deal with it?"

"I don't know!" Skadi's sword swings were almost entirely haphazard, just relentlessly slashing at the ever-expanding sphere before her. "But it's better than doing nothing!"

"No, there's a way!"

The doctor opened the cap of a vial of Originium medicine from the box and inserted it into a vein in his arm.

"What are you doing?" Skadi was startled by the sudden action.

“He’s doing what he can do.” Kal’tsit on the other end quietly offered an explanation for the Doctor.

"But those are Originium..."

"Don't worry about me." The doctor shook his head. "I know what I'm doing."

A grid of light and shadow floated above his eyes like a haze.

Then he spoke the next moment.

"Skadi."

"what?"

"Attack this part of his body."

"What part? If you don't point it out clearly, I won't know... huh?"

In that instant, Skadi seemed to sense several fairly obvious target points appearing in her field of vision.

Those target points were firmly embedded in the rapidly expanding body before them, flashing as if deliberately prompting, attracting Skadi's sword.

"I understand, this is the right place, right?"

The emotion in her voice returned to its usual calm, and the blade in her hand was no longer erratic.

"Kelsey."

Then the doctor spoke again.

"Don't order me around." But the other party was already very familiar with the process and knew everything even if the doctor didn't say anything.

Guided by the flickering light, the monster's hands, transformed into blades, slashed and pierced, each sharp attack effectively breaking through the fleshy barrier of its familiar and causing damage almost dozens of times greater than before.

On the other side of the battlefield, Skadi's greatsword began to regain its smooth cutting motion, shattering the gradually expanding shell amidst a storm of flashing blue light.

"And then this side."

Starlight danced above the doctor's eyes, the grid transformed into a dot matrix, the dot matrix returned to numbers, and the numbers unfolded back into a grid, with the interplay of reality and illusion filled with the tides of 0 and 1.

Although Skadi didn't understand what the doctor was doing, the targets that kept appearing in front of her probably revealed some clues to the truth behind it.

This person is definitely not an ordinary wandering doctor.

"boom--"

Under the combined attack of the two women, the clan finally unleashed its first furious roar.

That was the dawn's sign, like the cry of a newborn baby. It represented the fruits of the doctor's and others' efforts, and that this ever-expanding behemoth could now clearly feel pain.

Chapter 126, Chapter 125: Deep Sea Tales, Chapter 59: Desire for Stillness, Yet Unending

The expansion of the clans has come to a halt.

His massive, mountain-like body lay motionless on the tranquil beach.

"mon3tr, stop."

Kal'tsit, with her hands in the pockets of the Doctor's coat, stopped the monster that was crawling out from her spine with a soft voice.

Although Skadi's eyes have gotten used to it by now, she still can't get used to Kal'tsit's appearance no matter what.

But she neither wanted to ask nor was willing to ask.

I just feel that this is fine.

"call."

Skadi planted her greatsword into the sand and let out a long breath.

“This is the first time I’ve been this tired since the Great Tranquility.” Her waist bent slightly, her hands resting on the hilt of her sword, recalling the glorious scenes that had taken place here in the past. “If you don’t move, you’ll rust.”

"Vitality signs... completely gone. Thank you all for your hard work."

After a precise analysis and scan, the doctor finally provided a definitive answer to the current situation.

"So, are all the Familias you've encountered before like this?" Then, the Doctor slowly stretched and asked Skadi.

“No, this is still considered a relatively powerful level.” Skadi raised one hand and waved it gently. “If all the Familias back then were like this, Iberia would have been gone long ago.”

"But then again... how exactly did the bishop manage to disguise himself from such a large body to such a small one?"

The doctor's gaze swept across the mountain before him, carefully observing every exposed part of it.

Slippery skin, bloody and mangled wounds, a head that is unusually small compared to its body, and short, thick limbs and fins that grow along the sides of its body.

No matter how you look at it, this creature doesn't seem like it could live on land.

After all, you can't move around by relying on your stomach.

"Tick."

Blood droplets splashed onto some small stones on the beach, making a subtle sound.

Blue blood from the member's body flowed out of the wound, soaking out a large area.

"But then again, how exactly did you do that?" Skadi stared at the now-quiet Familia and suddenly asked.

"What, you mean me?" The Doctor looked at Skadi.

"Hmm." Skadi nodded. "Its self-healing ability is so strong, so why did its ability suddenly weaken after we followed your targeted attack? And how did you manage to do that?"

“I’ll answer them one by one,” the doctor said after thinking for a moment. “First, regarding his self-healing ability, it’s not that his entire body maintains the same recovery rate.”

"You mean only a portion of the area?"

“Yes.” The doctor nodded. “He will only provide more self-healing ability to the most exposed parts of his body, while he won’t provide much ability to places that are in blind spots or extremely remote areas. That’s why I asked you to attack those weak points.”

“Then there’s the issue of those location points. They’re actually a variation of my Originium Arts,” the Doctor explained. “After I’ve successfully analyzed the opponent’s information, I can use marking to expose their weaknesses visually, making it easier for friendly forces to attack.”

“I see… But it’s a bit of a waste to use your Originium Arts as a doctor.” Skadi’s expression first showed sudden realization, then she shook her head with a slight regret.

"Why do you say that?" the doctor asked, puzzled. "This Originium Arts can also be useful when performing surgery on patients, and—"

“No, no, no,” Skadi interrupted the doctor’s explanation. “I’m not saying that your Originium Arts are unsuitable for the job of a doctor. I just think there are other places where your skills are more suitable for you to shine.”

"For example?" the doctor asked, looking at Skadi.

“For example… commanders and the like.” Skadi shrugged. “Analyze the enemy’s weaknesses, then visualize those weaknesses, and magnify all their data to the friendly forces. This way, you can directly establish an information gap and catch the opponent off guard.”

"Haha." The doctor chuckled dryly. "Maybe, but I haven't thought about it yet, and I don't plan to join the army."

“Nobody said you have to join the military to do this kind of thing,” Skadi shook her head. “Look at me, a Deepsea Hunter, I don’t even have a single living comrade left, and I’ve lost the unit I was supposed to belong to, but I’m still doing the job I’m supposed to do.”

“Do you understand what I’m saying?” Skadi looked at the Doctor. “Fighting doesn’t require joining the army, organizing, or any reason, because in Terra right now, many places are fighting and protecting, and the only way to fight and protect is through combat. There is no other way.”

“Perhaps,” the doctor sighed, looking up, “Perhaps after I achieve my ideals, I will consider doing such a thing.”

“But even so.” He paused, then lowered his head again. “Even so, I will only use my Originium Arts to save people, not to kill them.”

"Although saving someone may be a form of killing, and killing someone may also be a form of saving someone."

The doctor shook his head; the world reflected in his eyes appeared somewhat sorrowful.

"So what should we do with this big guy? Can the corpses of the Familia be sent back to the sea?" Kal'tsit seemed completely unconcerned about their previous conversation, simply steer the conversation toward more serious matters.

“No, I suggest we don’t do that.” Skadi immediately lowered her hands from the hilt of her sword and said to the Felin woman in front of her, “If we send the Familia back to the ocean, it’s like helping it complete its own religious ritual. Such an action will only disturb more Familias in the deep sea, and may even wake up the old Familias that are in hibernation prematurely, in addition to burying its remains.”

“And if all of these Familias are indeed awakened, then I suggest we start fleeing to Laterano Palace immediately.” Skadi sighed. “Things are different now than before, because there aren’t as many Deepsea Hunters blocking our way, so those Sakorta and Liberi guards won’t last long. And believe me, even if all the Deepsea Hunters survived and lived to this day, you wouldn’t want to see that happen.”

“Then I’d like to ask something,” the Doctor suddenly raised his hand and looked at Skadi.

"Ask away, what is it?" Skadi looked at the Doctor and nodded.

"Why haven't the bubbles on the sea stopped rising since just now?"

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Thank you segment.

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Chapter 127, Chapter 126: Deep Sea Tales - The Apostle with Sixty Sighs

Excellent skills come from daily practice.

If you put in the effort, all problems will be solved.

But such nice words are just empty talk.

In a school where you can get good grades just by studying hard, that's fine. But in more realistic situations, if you can't do it, you just can't do it, no matter how much effort you put in.

Some gaps cannot be bridged by effort alone.

For example, the Doctor's Originium Arts and the ocean before him.

Admittedly, his Originium Arts can analyze humans, machines, medicines and chemical formulas, and even reveal the fatal weaknesses of never-before-seen Familias.

But for an existence like the ocean, even if he swallowed ten pounds of source stones, he still wouldn't be able to see through it even slightly.

The sea was boiling.

It's been boiling ever since it started.

Skadi said that it wasn't just boiling, but that a huge number of ferocious beasts were coming along with the tide.

“According to past practice, the ferocious beasts are summoned by the prelude to the summoning ritual. Without the summoning ritual as a foundation, they would never appear on the sea,” Skadi pondered. “And the summoning ritual was planned by the bishop, but now that the bishop is dead, all of this should be stopped…”