He did his utmost to control his body.
Keeping himself steady amid the rapid currents at the bottom of the sea.
Just then.
In a dim patch below, a massive black shadow flashed past.
As the shadow swam.
The undercurrents grew increasingly violent, and whirlpools began to form.
A powerful suction relentlessly tugged at his body, pulling him closer and closer to those terrifying whirlpools.
Dopa had no choice but to use divine power to resist the force.
At the same time, his nerves tightened, every hair standing on end as he stared tensely into the depths below—the dark blue, almost black seabed, so profound it seemed capable of swallowing everything.
A monster that filled him with boundless fear lurked there.
"What kind of monster is that?"
Dopa kept staring downward, but the deeper it went, the darker it became.
He had already held his breath for ten minutes. Though divine power protected him and he would not die anytime soon, divine power could eventually be depleted.
"My god."
Dopa wanted to ask the God of Wealth, who had been keeping watch over this area.
But after calling out to the God of Wealth in his heart several times, there was no response at all, as though the other god had not heard him.
That was impossible. The god had still been watching him just moments ago.
Why had there suddenly been no response?
Could something have delayed the god?
Move! Body!
Dopa swung his arms and legs, trying to rise to the surface as quickly as possible.
But the sea was too deep. Even after expending immense effort to swim upward, he still could not reach the surface.
It was as though this entire world was filled with seawater, with no land or sky at all.
But how could