The End

"Holy, holy!

May all hold Your name sacred.

May Your kingdom come; may Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Holy, holy!

How can sinners behold Your majesty and glory?

Each offers a splendid golden crown before Your throne.

Holy, holy!

You were, You are, and You shall be forever and ever!"

Amid the solemn hymn.

A deep blue vortex burst open beside Evan, and a graceful, radiant figure of light stepped out, casually raising a slender jade hand.

Snap!

Countless skeletal claws that had already reached them, gleaming with blood-colored divine light, were shattered by an unseen force into fine bone dust, which the seawater swept away without a trace.

Then, the divine radiance receded slightly.

She was a female angel with a halo like a solar crown above her head, three pairs of platinum wings spread behind her back, magnificent royal robes, and diamond high heels.

Her golden hair was as warm as sunlight, her emerald starry eyes shimmered like waves, and no gorgeous words in the human world could describe even a ten-thousandth of her beauty.

Behind her, vast divine radiance stretched between heaven and earth, like an endless ocean and a brilliant river of stars, extending all the way into the infinitely distant astral void.

Within it were Galley Sailing Ships, Dragon Head Ships, galleons, Sailing Battleships, Garratt-class Heavy Cruisers, Clipper Ships, and mass-produced Dreadnought-class All-Big-Gun Battleships, among countless other vessels.

They cleaved through green waves, rode the wind and waves, and pressed forward without fear.

It was the leading true god of Evan's own faction—the "Maritime Royal Authority," Hecate!

Thanks to the Divine Authority of Navigation, although she had acted later than her opponent, her incarnation as the "Royal Authority Angel" had arrived first.

But the other side was no slower.