Ancient Marine Creature, Chasing "Fate"

In an instant, the magnificent and beautiful dreamlike landscape covered with the sunset vanished completely, and thick dark clouds swept across the entire sky, thunder rolled in the clouds, the dark sea stirred up huge waves, and a terrible storm was gathering.

The magical spaceship, the only remaining source of light in the world, seemed to be entering a terrifying and gloomy ghost realm.

The boys who were playing on the deck began to panic and retreated to the cabins. The crew ran out and shouted for everyone to return to their rooms. Ronan saw the Green-haired Girl, protected by the cold-faced man with black stripes, turning back into the cabin and glancing back at the two of them.

"How did the weather change so quickly?"

Ronan's eyes shone with white light, weaving the pattern of the "Eye of Truth" on his forehead. He stared intently at the location where the storm was gathering in the distance, and saw countless rays of light representing the free energy particles of heaven and earth rapidly converging. Beneath the dark sea, deep blue energy pillars surged up, as if something was moving beneath them.

"I've found that nothing good ever happens when I'm with you."

Beside her, Moriel shook her head and said softly.

Why don't you say that the misfortune was brought about by you?

Ronan replied casually, not bothering to argue with Moriel any longer, and instructed her in a deep voice, "Go back to your room, I'll go see what's going on."

Moriel didn't confront him, but she also seemed indifferent. Both of them knew very well that if the ship were to encounter some insurmountable calamity, it would make no difference whether they hid in the room or not.

Ronan quickly stepped off the deck. By then, the torrential rain had begun, with large raindrops pounding against the Rune Array light membrane outside the ship. Although it was all blocked, the [Protection] shield was still vibrating violently, constantly creating countless ripples.

The [Protection] array on this magical spaceship is only at the second level, and it is not even as sturdy as a Law Control that Ronan could casually cast. If it gets caught in a storm or encounters a slightly larger wave, it might just be smashed to pieces.

Clearly, the ship's owner was also aware of this. As Ronan descended to the first deck, the entire magical ship began to turn around, and its hull was constantly rising, attempting to escape from the area of the impending storm.

"Boom! Boom!!"

One giant wave after another surged up on the sea surface below, like towering walls that rose rapidly and then collapsed just as quickly.

Vast amounts of water vapor rose up, causing the ship to rock and sway continuously.

Ronan's expression was solemn. Even though he had witnessed the full power of Level Five Wizard before, he still felt a deep sense of shock.

This is the immense power of heaven and earth; the power of an individual is utterly insignificant in the face of such might.

Even when facing Level Five Wizard, Ronan still had the courage to take a gamble.

But faced with such wrath from heaven and earth, he couldn't muster any thought of resistance; the only thing he could rely on was fate!

On the first deck, the passengers had all left, and only a few crew members were struggling to pull on the mooring ropes. They were all ordinary Wizard Apprentice, but their physiques were much stronger than those of ordinary Wizard Apprentice, probably because they had practiced the knightly arts.

Ronan was thinking about how he could help them.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning nearly a hundred feet long flashed overhead.

"Boom!"

The sudden, deafening roar of thunder jolted the crew members into a halt. Simultaneously, in the pierced darkness, everyone clearly saw—

Not too far from the magic ship, beneath the black sea, a massive silver "mountain" broke through the waves, rapidly rising above the turbulent sea, reaching a height even higher than the magic ship in the blink of an eye.

An ancient, massive marine creature, whose size far exceeded any conventional imagination, broke through the water.

Its body shimmered with a metallic silver, as if bestowed by moonlight and starlight, radiating a dazzling light.

Enormous silver fins sliced through the sea like blades, creating a deafening roar. The fins were so large that they covered almost half the sea surface, refracting countless rays of light.

The waves churned violently, the tide surging back like an avalanche. The surrounding seawater surged into towering waves, even the clouds overhead seemed to undulate. As it entered the water, its enormous fin, like a silver crescent moon, reflected a mysterious and unknown dazzling band of light. At that moment, everyone on the ship, including Ronan, experienced a complete mental blank, their bodies frozen in place.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene before them, as if a group of ants were desperately holding their breath and suddenly brushing past the giant's ankle.

When the shock subsided and the noise returned, Ronan remembered his instinct to breathe; he could clearly hear his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

In that instant, he felt as if his soul had left his body. Even though he was Third Level Wizard, compared to that indescribably enormous creature, he was still no different from a speck of dust.

The [Protection] magic array of the magic spaceship had been completely torn apart at some point, and the torrential rain lashed down on everyone without any obstruction.

An old sailor, soaking wet and staring blankly, kept muttering, "Sea Dragon God. Ancient Sea Dragon God."

Ronan took a deep breath, and only then did he understand the cause of the storm and the giant waves before him.

The image of that enormous marine creature he had seen earlier was still deeply etched in his mind, impossible to erase.

He had seen such enormous creatures before. In the dream of Hecalto's legacy, he had seen the true form of the Ancient Frost Hydra and even witnessed it fighting the Undying Bird.

But separated by time and the fog of illusion, everything becomes unclear, and the shock and impact it brings cannot compare to the possibility of experiencing it firsthand.

For some reason, Ronan felt a strong urge arise within him.

He wanted to follow in the footsteps of that enormous, ancient creature, even if it meant dying on the tracks it had left behind!

This impulse was so uncontrollable, like a devout pilgrim suddenly drawn by the call of his faith.

"I'll... I'll distract it..."

Ronan hastily uttered a sentence, then rushed to the edge of the ship without hesitation, and leaped towards the direction where the huge sea creature had sunk.

He didn't know why he had such a crazy idea; his blood seemed to be boiling.

Countless raindrops and splashes pelted Ronan, while bolts of lightning streaked overhead.

Ronan had barely stepped off the ship when he completely lost his way. Suddenly, a towering wave crashed over him, engulfing him entirely in the icy water.

Ronan struggled fiercely, and the seven Spiritual Power Crystal in his mind shone like golden diamonds. His mental energy was pushed to its limit and spread out, but the area it could cover was pitifully small compared to the vast ocean.

He kept searching in the water, almost forgetting what he was actually looking for.

Suddenly, the surrounding seawater calmed down, and a hazy silver light shone through, enveloping the entire underwater world in a dreamlike silver hue.

Ronan stopped moving, his body floating quietly in the water.

He saw that enormous, ancient creature once again.

This time I was able to see the other party's full picture.

This is an enormous Silver Fish, with an incredibly long and slender body, resembling a moray eel.

Its back is covered with jagged fins, and every scale on its body is covered with beautiful patterns that resemble natural runes. Above its head is a silver coral forest that emits a hazy glow.

When it turned around, Ronan met its gaze. The silver sea eel's incredibly deep eyes did not see Ronan's presence, but Ronan saw an entire vast and boundless Deep Sea world in its eyes. Time passed silently, and he did not know how much time had passed.

A slight burning sensation came from his cheeks, and Ronan slowly opened his eyes.

The bright sun hanging in the sky cast its dazzling rays, which were somewhat blinding.

Ronan raised his hand to block the water, propped himself up, and realized that he was lying on a surface of gently rippling water.

The sky was clear and the air was fresh, with a calm and peaceful atmosphere all around.

Thunder, torrential rain, storms, and the enormous silver eel—everything vanished, as if it were all just a dream.

Ronan felt a strange emptiness in his heart. He looked up and stared blankly at the sun overhead.

He sat on the sea for a long time before finally calming himself down and flying in a certain direction, following the connection he had with Moriel.

After a long while, he suddenly saw a figure flying towards him from directly in front of him.

The green-haired girl was accompanied by the cold-looking man with black markings on his face.

Upon seeing Ronan, his gaze visibly relaxed. He nodded slightly to Ronan, and the two flew together in the direction the other had come from, without exchanging any words.

Soon, the Rune Array activated again, and people stood on the deck gazing out, looking calm and peaceful.

Ronan and the cold, black-striped man caught up with the spaceship. As soon as they landed, Ronan was caught off guard and was suddenly embraced by a petite figure.

Ronan's body stiffened abruptly, his mouth and nose filled with Moriel's scent. He heard Moriel sobbing in his arms like a kitten, but when he looked down, he only saw a fleeting glimpse of her cunning and teasing eyes.

You were too impulsive.

"Often, courage is the same as recklessness. Since you chose to bring her out, you should think more about her. She can't survive without you."

The cold, stern voice of the man with black stripes rang in Ronan's ears, and Ronan's lips twitched slightly.

The latter gently patted his shoulder, then walked past him and forward. At the end of the deck, the green-haired girl was looking over with a look of peace and blessing.

Ronan: "."

A moment later, in Ronan's room.

Moriel kept patting herself, seemingly disgusted by Ronan's scent on her body.

Is this interesting?

Ronan looked at her expressionlessly.

"I find it very interesting."

Moriel seemed to enjoy seeing Ronan's expression; perhaps this was the only way she could "retaliate" against Ronan at this stage.

"Let's talk about you instead."

Moriel stopped patting her robes and looked at him with a half-smile, saying, "I thought you wouldn't come back. I was even prepared to 'die for love' for you at any time."

Ronan fell silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know why either. I just wanted to do it that way."

"That's normal."

Moriel spoke softly, and Ronan looked up at her with some surprise.

"The more powerful and ancient a creature is, the more its life force field will attract the weaker creatures to follow it. It's like a moth drawn to a flame, and this is especially evident in wizards with bloodlines."

"Then why weren't you affected at all?"

Moriel rolled her eyes. "That's a stupid question. Have you ever seen fire chase water?"

Ronan remained silent, but Moriel looked at him with a cold smile and continued, "You can't even control this basic instinct of your bloodline. I really don't know why the 'Nirvana' ritual failed back then?"

Ronan naturally wouldn't say that the power of the "Yarlis Ice Ring" caused all of this. He paused, then changed the subject and asked, "Did you see that creature? Do you know its origin?"

Moriel shook her head. "In the gaps between continents, in the areas filled with the ocean, there live too many ancient lives like these."

Many of them have survived since ancient times, or even further back to the Primordial Era.

Only a very small fraction of them have been observed by the Wizard World, and of course, not every ancient life form is powerful enough to deserve its own name.

Ronan seemed lost in thought, while Moriel clapped her hands and walked out of the room. "Alright, it's about time. A little darling outside is probably waiting for me to tell her a story."

Ronan ignored her, preoccupied with his own thoughts.

He carefully recalled the scene when he saw the giant silver eel yesterday. Apart from the attraction of bloodline instinct that Moriel mentioned, what truly drove him to pursue it recklessly was probably "fate"! When faced with an irresistible disaster, the giant silver eel that leaped out of the sea seemed to become the irresistible "fate" itself in Ronan's heart at that moment.

Talent Competition, he understood what path he wanted to take and what he wanted to pursue.

So he followed after them recklessly, trying to see the truth of "fate" and thus grasp the power to control his own destiny.

"Call--"

Ronan exhaled softly. After last night, he felt that his soul had undergone some transformation, and some of his beliefs had become even stronger.

He casually picked up a rune, focused his mind on it, and time slowly passed during his cultivation.

After the incident with the giant silver eel, the rest of the journey returned to normal.

This route from the Southern Wizard World to the East Coast has been proven to be the safest by countless fleets. The silver giant eel was an extremely rare event, which Ronan and his crew unfortunately encountered, but fortunately, nothing unexpected happened.

Ronan continued his ascetic practices, and before he knew it, more than half of his journey had passed.

On a bright and sunny morning, Ronan and Moriel stood side by side on the top deck, gazing at the distant sea view.

Beside her stood a green-haired girl and a cold, black-striped man who was always by her side.

"Jasmine, we'll be arriving on the East Coast in less than a week. Aren't you really considering coming with us?"

Leaning against the fence, the Green-haired Girl said to Moriel with a reluctant expression.

In less than two months, this girl named Beatrice had formed a deep friendship with Moriel on her own, like two sisters who could talk about anything.

With their separation imminent, she had said similar things to Ronan and Moriel many times before.