No one answered.
But Huai Shi had already taken his phone from his pocket.
He displayed it.
The lit screen showed the time.
—Friday.
An odd number that made people happy.
In that instant, the pitch-black Cat of Calamity let out a soft cry and slowly emerged from Huai Shi's shoulder. It crouched there, looking down with the peculiar contempt of a feline at the surging tide sweeping toward them.
Soon, when Huai Shi reached out, it obediently leaped down from his shoulder, transformed into a damaged tome, and landed in his hand.
—War and Peace!
Unlike the white of peace, its cover was nightmare-black, tinged with a faint crimson.
The Codex of War unfolded here!
At that instant, Huai Shi felt as though he had grasped a black hole. A terrifying attraction emerged from within it, yet what it devoured was not Huai Shi's Source Matter or divinity.
It was... Great Siming's mandate!
All the correction values Huai Shi had accumulated over this long period of time!
From New Sea to Tanba, from Little Peiqi of Huaihai Road to King of Tanba, and finally to the current Sword of Calamity—every correction value he had created, accumulated, and saved.
A total of 0.092 percent!
Indeed, compared to the entire world, it was insignificant.
But when the power accumulated through changing the world was used to alter the reality before him, the great force formed by the changing seas and shifting ages was enough to produce a breathtaking miracle!
This was its true purpose!
Like most relics of authority, it transformed the intangible correction values gained from correcting the world into terrifying power capable of changing everything before one's eyes!
Now, as the correction values rapidly depleted, they instantly dropped by half!
The codex unfolded, and nightmares descended.
Huai Shi's Abyssal