Chapter 305 - Chapter 305: Chapter 290 Devouring the Sea God! (2/2)
He pondered for a moment, continuing to mutter to himself.
“It’s like having a succession of delicious meals, each taste more delightful than the last, pushing your anticipation to its peak. Then, just as you’re about to savor the most renowned and closing main course, you are suddenly kicked out of the restaurant by the owner.”
After considering the whole situation, Karl felt even more depressed and helpless deep inside, but there was a piece of good news—he had felt a kind of new power forming.
It seemed to be the “Power of Authority” inherent to the Sea God.
Even though it was only a small part, Karl now had an enormous affinity with sea water and marine life, capable of controlling the weather at sea to a certain extent and manipulating a considerable number of marine creatures.
“As long as I have followers on the sea providing me with ‘support points,’ I can control the marine weather conditions and the various creatures in the sea within a few miles around them. Unfortunately, manipulating marine weather and creatures still requires consuming some Spiritual Power.”
He quickly realized how important this power truly was.
Obviously, given enough time, the Fischer family would gradually become the dominant force of the White Sea!
And undoubtedly, the true dominant force!
“Hmm, let’s give it a try.”
Karl in the bottle consumed a thread of Spiritual Power and attempted to change the nearby weather.
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The members of the Fischer family abruptly returned to their family’s flagship. Except for the still unconscious Byrne and Lilian, the rest of them were still sweating coldly, unable to forget the cataclysmic scene they had just witnessed.
“We survived.”
Yeager muttered to himself, kneeling on the ground and constantly praying to the great Lord of the Lost.
A smile curled at the corner of his mouth, feeling nothing but extreme joy at being alive.
Darren nodded lightly and said calmly,
“Yes, we survived… under the protection of the Lord of the Lost.”
Underneath his Iron Mask, he was still smiling, yet his heart was growing heavy. This event had clearly once again spiraled out of control, and many unexpected things had happened.
Darren turned his head to look at his unconscious father and at Uncle Chris, who was silent.
Uncle Chris was truly powerful, even capable of a nearly certain victory without any risk, if he were just facing two low-level Monarchs.
That was also the confidence the Fischer family had in their plan to ambush High Priest Sky Blue.
And the father, too, had grown through experience, his wisdom deepening… but that wasn’t enough to overcome all the unforeseen incidents.
Yet without such an ambush, killing High Priest Sky Blue was nearly impossible. As soon as too many Monarch powerful experts approached, he would be able to use the information from the sea tribe to get early warning and then dive thousands of meters into the Dark Blue Sea.
In that pitch-black deep sea, it is said, lurk many ancient magic beasts of Monarch Level.
Darren pondered.
So, what should he do?
If one day it fell to him to control the Fischer family’s authority, how exactly would he protect everyone?
Darren fell into deep contemplation, the smile gradually fading from his face, murmuring to himself.
“I can utilize the experience I gained from gathering talents in Rhea once again…”
“Information is crucial. If we could have known the movements of that middle-aged man in advance, or if we had been aware of the situation in the Dark Blue, things would have turned out very differently…”
He was very clear about the darkness, evil, and desires deep inside people’s hearts.
So, let’s build on that foundation.
Finally, he decided to establish a new secret organization, an unofficial intelligence agency to assist the family. The new members of these secret organizations wouldn’t be aware of the existence of the Lord of the Lost. They would just think they were serving some very powerful Extraordinary Exponent.
As long as enough information was gathered, any decision made by the Fischer family could be more assured of success!
Darren slowly stretched out his hand, a hint of Black Tide power emerging in his palm. Deep inside, he had already decided on the name for the organization.
It would be called “Black Tide.”
Just at this moment, the physically drained Lilian gradually woke up from her slumber, her body trembling slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.
“Great Lord…”
She uttered with a rare girlish voice.
“Did you protect us once again?”
Lilian on the deck was helped up by Darren. She calmly looked at the sky behind everyone when suddenly, she noticed a gorgeous rainbow appearing.
She felt something in her heart and understood one thing clearly—the beautiful rainbow was a scenic masterpiece crafted by the Monarch’s own hand.
“Look.”
Lilian stretched out her hand towards the horizon.
Chris, Yeager, and the others turned their heads to look.
“Uh…”
Byrne finally awoke from his deep unconsciousness and immediately realized that all the people of the Fischer family were looking out of the ship, also raising his head to look.
“Beautiful.”
The rainbow shone with vibrant and colorful light under the sun, like a magical bridge stretched across the blue sea, its vivid colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple interweaving in an artful and splendid display.
The sea breeze gently brushed the cheeks of everyone, adorning the waves caused by the sea water around the rainbow, delineating a harmonious and peaceful painting.
Everyone quietly felt the magic of nature, as if they were in a dream-like world.