"We might have a big problem."
Fifteen minutes later, everyone had gathered on the bridge. After hearing Huai Shi's speculation, their expressions darkened.
In silence, Gregory repeatedly tossed the coin in his hand, then began drawing cards, followed by taking out a pendulum...
But no matter how he divined, he could not find the slightest trace.
Normally, he would have dismissed such absurd dream-talk as nonsense. But if the one saying it was Huai Shi, then it had to be taken seriously.
Who could blame him when Huai Shi's crow mouth was always so accurate?
After a long while, the Shepherd, having gained nothing at all, dejectedly tossed aside his tools.
"If your... prophetic dream was correct, then a terrifying existence beyond that scale could probably only have been bred in a hellhole like Abyss's Bottom."
For a brief moment, no one spoke.
The depth eruption caused by Golden Dawn back then had thrown who knew how many things into depths where they had never belonged.
Its number, quality, and scale had been no less than a sudden War of All Realms—an encounter battle with no warning or preparation whatsoever.
No one knew what remnants might have been left behind.
Even within the Scar Zone, the remains of every victim had been utterly destroyed. The hatred this had left for the Heavenly Kingdom Lineage ran bone-deep.
And now they had been targeted by something of that scale.
Everyone's hearts sank.
"How about we turn around and run?"
The snail in the vegetable basket cautiously poked its head out.
At once, every unhappy gaze fell upon it. Odom immediately lowered his head and continued chewing leaves, pretending nothing had happened.
"Something that big, if it were following behind us, wouldn't there have been some sign?" Foster asked suddenly after finishing cleaning