Truth Embodiment and Success

The vast shadow beneath the water was so enormous that, in the heavy winter night, neither its head nor tail could be seen. It dyed the already deep waters of the distant sea pitch-black.

Just as Evan clutched his severed arm and hurriedly retreated,

a frigid current howled across the sea, and giant waves gradually surged into rolling mountains.

Roaring together with furious white spray, it contended with the raging winds at the horizon, brutally intent on dragging the entire world into the deep sea.

And this being was clearly impatient by nature.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

The entire sea was suddenly overturned by an irresistible, overwhelming force, and countless thick purplish-red tentacles shot into the sky.

At the tip of every tentacle opened a terrifying maw lined with sharp teeth. It resembled both an unimaginably huge sea anemone and a mutated octopus afflicted with polybrachia, filling Evan's entire field of vision.

Some of the tentacles lunged toward the Opera Divine Authority flying high into the sky, while the rest crazily snapped at the rapidly retreating Evan.

Hiss!

That wild and tyrannical presence was incomparably stronger than the God of Opera, who had just been chased around like a rabbit.

Even Evan, a fourth-rank Heraldic Knight who stood at the pinnacle of mortals, suddenly stiffened as though he had been targeted by the ultimate predator at the top of the food chain.

Even the Original Species, which represented the ancestors of every creature in the entire ecosystem, was of no use at all before this absolute power.

People differed from one another, and demigods were vastly different from one another!

Click! Click! Click!

The frantic warning sounds from the Sea Monster Pointer in Evan's arms had become one continuous blare, almost ready to explode on the spot.

In fact, even without