Shade slowly walked into the water, then frowned and looked at his arm.
Though he had swum in the sea many times before, this time, as he entered the water, he could clearly feel that his affinity with water had increased. This affinity did not mean he could control the ocean; rather, this sea was welcoming Shade's return. As seawater touched his skin, it even felt smoother than being surrounded by air on land.
This definitely was not because the seawater had turned red. After all, Shade had nothing to do with the Lord of the Scarlet Spiral. So it was probably the lump of flesh he had eaten earlier that had strengthened his affinity with water.
"What level of relic are you, exactly?"
He quietly asked.
Only then did he plunge headfirst into the water. As a string of tiny bubbles rose from the seabed, Shade shot forward like a fish beneath the waves. He had only been moderately good at swimming before, but now he felt as though he had truly become a fish underwater.
After leaving the small dock beneath the sea cliff, Shade poked his head above the surface to confirm his direction and discovered he was not far from the beach. The surging waves and rain forced him back underwater quickly, and it was ten minutes later when Shade staggered out of the red seawater.
He stood up, panting, and turned to look at the sea behind him.
Beneath the dim yellow sky, enormous red waves continuously crashed toward the Coldwater Port docks. The bizarre sight instinctively filled people with unease. On the distant, already flooded beach, several black dots could be seen above the water.
Shade was puzzled for a moment, then suddenly widened his eyes.
Those black dots were human heads—people walking toward