Sulfurized Ocean Depths.
One by one, the Native Humans wrapped in Mental Barriers stared in terror at the seafloor continent beneath them, like frightened fish.
The originally flat ocean depths, the sturdiest seabed on the entire Wasted Remnant Planet, began to bubble profusely. Countless bubbles surged upward, as though heralding a volcanic eruption.
The earth trembled faintly. Cracks visible to the naked eye suddenly spread by the thousands, each one stretching as though it had no end.
"Go! Hurry, run! Get out of here!"
"Disaster! The disaster is about to erupt!!"
Swallowing hard, several Native Humans still dressed in pre-Doomsday clothing continuously sent out Mental Strength messages, warning all their clansmen in the region to flee at once.
Although many of them possessed Combat Power comparable to the Fourth Order and extremely powerful Mental Strength,
every high-level Native Human felt intense panic in the face of this unbelievable upheaval.
You've got to be kidding! The place we're hiding is already the safest place on the entire planet!
Normally, even earthquakes or volcanic eruptions would not affect them in the slightest.
But if something had gone wrong with the seabed beneath their feet, it inevitably meant that an unimaginably terrifying disaster was about to occur!
"What exactly happened!?"
"Why has it become like this!?"
"Clan Leader, where are we supposed to flee!?"
Wrapped in a bubble, a Native Human who looked like a young girl instinctively asked the oldest Clan Leader.
Her eyes filled with terror, she could not help repeatedly looking toward another direction.
Not long ago, they had also felt a terrifying tremor here. It was as though the planet had been struck. The tremendous energy had awakened them, and when they investigated, they were horrified to discover that quite a few continents had vanished. They had also learned