The lightless sky gradually took on the outline of a storm. Thunder and vapor roared through it, and vague shadows emerged amid the terrifying natural disaster.
It was a colossal existence. It bared its fangs and claws, giant serpent-like tentacles swaying through the storm. At that moment, the ocean waves reached their peak, and the enormous Crow Ship beneath Ryan became restless, beginning to sway uncontrollably.
He did not look at the shadow in the stormy sky. Instead, he lowered his head and looked into the depths of the sea. At some point, a vast expanse of profound darkness had appeared beneath the sea fortress. The darkness devoured everything and seemed to be watching him as well.
"Do not stare. When you stare at It, It will mark you as well."
Wizard Crow appeared above Ryan's head and warned him. After all these years, they still understood each other fairly well.
"The deep sea is Its domain. Make sure your soldiers do not fall into the water."
After speaking, Wizard Crow raised its head and looked toward the storm in the sky. They watched the dozens of Wizard Crows at the center of the sea of magic power. Having actively summoned Kraken, those Wizard Crows who had become believers had already mutated.
Their flesh was twisted, though their outlines as Wizard Crows could still be recognized. After all, their bodies had also been woven from Deity shells. The greater problem lay in their souls.
A Wizard's soul could not withstand the transformation of a great existence. Within those small Wizard Crow bodies, the Wizards' souls had already mutated into monsters that no longer bore any resemblance to humans.
Moreover, their auras were rising frantically.
The world of Miklagard had already fallen into Dead Silence. This world could not produce Legendary