Under the influence of the World Will, the planet beneath his feet had thoroughly become Allen's enemy.
Especially the omnipresent energy, which continued increasing every minute and every second. Its terrifying pressure had turned the seawater into some dreadful supercritical state.
It was neither the solid ice people usually imagined, nor liquid or gas, but a mixture of all three forms, resembling thick jelly.
This crystal-clear water, gleaming with a gemstone-like luster, had reached temperatures of five or six thousand degrees Celsius or more.
Not only had the creatures in the sea been unable to survive, but even the sand on the ocean floor had turned into tiny semi-crystalline particles.
Some were diamonds formed from carbon atoms condensing under extreme heat and pressure, while others were stishovite, metastable crystals formed when quartz was subjected to immense external pressure.
From these incomparably strange phenomena and changes, it was not hard to tell that the surrounding environment had, at this moment, reached an astonishing several million atmospheres under the compression of enormous energy, far beyond what any living creature could endure.
The fish, shrimp, crabs, mollusks, shellfish, and vast quantities of algae in the sea had almost all been broken down into their most basic molecules and atoms.
Yet Allen, relying on life force immense enough to rival an entire planet, as well as the powers he had acquired in other worlds, remained perfectly alive. He had even successfully blocked the terrifying pressure dozens of meters away from himself.
The method was simple!
Attack! Attack! Attack without stopping!
With lightning-fast speed, he had forcibly created a spherical protective isolation layer out of thin air.
No matter how great the pressure outside became, it could never affect what was inside.
Under normal circumstances, attacking with full strength like this would inevitably trigger terrible