A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

"Is it over... is it over?" Nisha stared blankly at the three sea creatures bound by countless chains.

Nisha knew very well that the appearance of the chains meant the death of that sea creature, and its body would be dragged back to the Bronze race's habitat.

“Not yet—” Bray raised his head with a solemn expression and gazed at the horizon.

"Not yet?" Nisha looked in the direction Bray was facing, puzzled.

That's the horizon, merging seamlessly with the sky.

"Haven't you noticed yet? There's no storm, and the sea creatures are dead."

“But the dark clouds and thunder are still there,” Bray sighed.

The deafening thunder still echoed through the sky.

A black dot appeared on the horizon.

The black dot quickly magnified, and what came into Bray's view was a whale the size of several large warships.

It's important to know that a large warship is at least 200 meters long.

This whale is at least 1000 meters long.

The whale was pale blue all over, with white fluorescence flowing across its surface.

Its head was covered in thick keratin, just like armor.

However, the fine texture and large markings on the head did not seem to be made of keratin at all.

"Roar—" A heavy cry came from inside the whale's body.

"Kara—" The whale opened its enormous mouth and swallowed the sea creature's corpse along with the magic array.

"BOOM!!!" Just by opening and closing its mouth, one gets the illusion that a tsunami is about to be unleashed.

As the whale drew ever closer to the shore, Bray and the others finally realized how insignificant they were.

"This is the real culprit," Bray whispered. This was the real cause of the dark clouds and thunder. The whale calmly devoured the sea creatures.

To this whale, a few sea creatures are probably like tiny shrimp, not even enough to fill its stomach.

“Is this… a Silver species, Mr. Bray?” Nisha’s face turned pale, a fear rising from the depths of her soul.

This feeling of fear was just like when I first encountered that dark-skinned swordsman in the ruins.

"If nothing unexpected happens," Bray said solemnly, feeling the pulsation of the "divine source" within his body.

Bray remained calm, though he knew deep down that he had no way to deal with the whale.

Even though he had defeated the powerful "Scorched Earth Emperor", Bray knew very well that he was not 100% confident in defeating the Silver type.

The last time I defeated "Scorched Earth Emperor" was entirely because of the "Flame of Fire Avoidance" in my hand.

What can Bray rely on this time?

Just as Bray had guessed, this whale was a genuine native Silver species.

Norsen Carmen, the "master of the open sea".

The seemingly useless "concept" of "oneself is the raging waves" made Him virtually invincible on the sea.

Simply put, this concept means that Norsen Carmen himself is the raging waves of this ocean.

If used in a broader sense, it can even manipulate ocean currents.

Every breath carries a world-destroying power.

This was the largest enemy Bray had ever encountered.

He lacked the confidence to cut open the whale's skin.

This kind of slow-moving but incredibly strong and physically powerful Silver-type creature was completely beyond Bray's ability to deal with.

"Norsenkamen, these sea creatures at least completed their mission for us, don't just devour them." An inconspicuous figure stood on the whale's head.

This person was just a human, yet the proud Silver Race did not fly into a rage even though this human stood on its head.

“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it.” Norsen Carmen’s voice was like a thunderclap.

"Alright, let's ignore those sea creatures." This human was Jonathan.

No matter how turbulent the surrounding seawater was, the tuxedo remained completely dry.

A gentleman should keep himself neatly dressed.

“Nosenkamen, you’ve flooded half the city,” Jonathan said, waving his cane.

"Why not just flood the whole city? To me, it doesn't matter how much it floods."

“Nosen Carmen, the purpose of our ‘Alliance of the Gods’ is not simply to slaughter.” Jonathan spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Let me tell you, killing everyone in the city will cause far less chaos than killing only half of them."

“Chaos is spread from person to person, do you understand?” Jonathan said earnestly.

"Hmph, whatever." Norsen Carmen's snort caused thunder to rumble in the sky.

“I will do as you wish and flood half the city.” Norsen Carmen’s stern slapped against the sea.

“Wait a minute, I think I’ve spotted someone interesting.” Jonathan pulled out a pair of binoculars as if by magic.

"Oh, oh, oh, there's a shaman. Norsen Carmen, you'd better be a little more careful this time." Jonathan pointed his binoculars at where Bray was standing and said with a sigh.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

"The one who upholds the precepts!!!!!" Norsen Carmen suddenly flew into a rage after hearing Jonathan's words.

Towering waves surged up and rushed directly toward the beach.

But this time, the giant wave wasn't the kind of wave that white corals were experiencing.

This giant wave could submerge half of Vinipado.

"Hey, don't get too angry. Although several of our companions were killed by the Ringbearers, we need to calm down now." Jonathan took the item and poked Norsencarmen's head.

Although Norsen Carmen felt nothing at all when he was poked.

“Those who uphold the precepts!! We are mortal enemies with those who uphold the precepts!!” Norsen Carmen was not appeased by Jonathan’s words; instead, he became even more agitated.

"BOOM!!!! BOOM!!!!!"

Norsenkamen's massive tail slammed against the sea again and again.

One giant wave after another rose up.

Each wave was enough to destroy half the city.

Vinipado is no longer facing just a giant wave, but a tsunami-like disaster.

"Oh no, oh no, if this happens, the whole city will be gone." Jonathan sighed helplessly, rubbing his forehead.

Destroying a city directly can certainly spread fear to other cities.

But only those survivors who witnessed the disaster could truly sublimate their fear.

With Norsen Carmen doing this, how could there possibly be any survivors in Vinicado?

"I should have kept quiet," Jonathan said, pressing down on his top hat with a hint of annoyance.

In fact, the "alliance of the gods" brought the Bronze race to the forefront mainly to make the world aware of their existence.

Jonathan wants to make the ignorant people understand that demons, angels, and rare sea creatures are not just legends, but real beings.

Furthermore, these superior species do not harbor goodwill towards the Black Iron species, but rather blatant malice.

How could the higher races be convinced that the weak Iron race, which occupies the world, is subservient?

Jonathan wants people to understand this.

Now it's time to let people experience fear to their heart's content!

"Fine, let Norsencarmen make a scene."

"This is our first success, and this success will be the prelude to what's to come."

They have been trying to create chaos in the world, but have been constantly thwarted.

Now we've finally succeeded.

The reason why the "alliance of the gods" succeeded was simply because a non-higher species was added.

A human joined this organization filled with Silver Race members.

Nickbolas allied with different people, even in order to fight against the "Alliance of the Gods".

Unfortunately, the Nicholas Alliance was never established before it was defeated by the "Alliance of the Gods".

"Hmm! Very good, all the links are connected."

Whether it angers the Sea King, allows Doffin to escape from Bluestone City, or lets Redipple rescue Doffin—

Everything is just a component.

It's just to achieve a seemingly simple goal.

Jonathan, standing on the top of Norsenkamen, spreads his arms, surrounded by surging tides.

Whether compared to Norsenkamen or to those towering waves.

Jonathan is so insignificant.

However, when you look at Jonathan's figure, you might feel that everything around you is just a backdrop for him.

"What a beautiful view."

"Speaking of which, weren't those who uphold the precepts guided to prevent these tragedies from happening?" Jonathan stroked his chin as if he had just remembered something.

"Then can I also look forward to seeing what the person who observes the precepts will do?"

After saying that, Jonathan sat on top of Norsenkamen's head, looking like he was going to watch the show.

After all, I have some connection with people who uphold the precepts, so I'll just have to look forward to it.

But it seems that the person who observes the precepts has no way to deal with this tsunami.

"Drip—" The sound of a water droplet falling into the lake surface rang out.

Redup slowly opened his eyes.

He stood on the mirror-like surface of the lake.

His voice was reflected on the lake, as was the mirror-like sky.

"Why am I here?" Redip looked at his hands. This wasn't nighttime, not a time for dreaming.

"—Here is the power you need." A voice echoed in Redip's ears.

That voice was his own.

“Power?” Redip was taken aback.

A bright blue sphere appeared in front of Redip.

This sphere is no longer a ball of light like before.

Now, looking at the sphere, Redip looks more like it's made of water.

But what hasn't changed is the surging power contained within the sphere, as if it might burst forth at any moment.

Redup stared at the sphere in front of him, and his hand involuntarily reached out towards it.

That is, "divine source".

Redip, of course, had no idea what the "divine source" was, nor what the consequences of touching it would be.

Just as his hand was about to touch the sphere, he froze in place.

"What's wrong? Go and take the power that belongs to you."

"You need this strength right now."

“Wait a minute, who are you?” Redip asked in a deep voice.

"I am you."

"..." Redip suddenly looked up, but there was no one around.

Only a single azure sphere floated in mid-air.