Rayne and the mercenaries looked up at Saint Fanjig across the bay.
A brawny figure hovered above Gordon Bridge. His features were rugged, and long, wavy black hair spilled over his shoulders. He wielded a massive trident and wore close-fitting golden scale armor. Water swirled around his body, while dark clouds hung above his head, flashing with bolts of lightning.
Even from such a great distance, they could still feel his vast, oceanic presence. He was like a celestial god descending to the mortal world, leaving them utterly shaken.
"Sea King" Akerman Namer!
Every word he spoke seemed to contain immense power. Towering waves surged across the sea outside Alber Bay, and the tsunami rapidly crashed toward the shore.
Boom...
The huge waves surged into the inner bay, almost scraping the underside of Gordon Bridge, and the entire water surface rose madly.
A few seconds later, the tsunami, carrying an inexhaustible volume of seawater, swept onto the land. It rose more than a dozen meters high and crashed into Oakland on the eastern side of the inner bay.
Half of Oakland was instantly submerged.
Whether they were ordinary people, Transcendents, Netherfiends, or Extreme Warriors, all of them instinctively felt their own insignificance before such a massive tsunami.
"Goddess above!"
"Oh my god..."
"Is he trying to kill us too? Run..."
The residents of Alber Bay were all stunned, while the people of Oakland were utterly terrified.
Oakland was the largest and most populous of the three cities within the Great Wall. However, its urban area was long and narrow, built along the eastern shore of the inner bay. With water on one side and mountains on the other, it had length but no width, with almost no room to retreat.
Hundreds of thousands of Oakland residents wore looks of despair.