The Great Empire's creation-like power, as though it had opened heaven and earth, unleashed a world-destroying rain of fire in Asgard of the Far North, hot enough to melt through the mantle. The chain reaction caused by the violent vaporization of trillions of tons of ancient glaciers not only completely altered Northern Europe's terrain, but also stirred the planet's entire water cycle and weather system like an invisible giant hand!
The sea level underwent violent fluctuations in complete silence, while tectonic plates beneath the ocean crazily squeezed against one another.
Amid this global disturbance to the water veins, within an ancient undersea temple in the deepest part of the Atlantic Ocean that had been forgotten for thousands of years, the will of an ancient god—one that should not have awakened yet—was forcibly roused!
Julian Solo, heir to Greece's ship king family, a young man who should have been brought beneath the sea by the Sea Witch several months later, now floated silently above the throne at the center of the temple with his eyes closed, his entire body radiating a deep-blue Cosmo as profound and violent as the vast ocean.
"Buzz—!!!"
Suddenly, Julian's eyes snapped open! Those pupils no longer belonged to a human. They were the eyes of a god who ruled the seas and looked down upon the earth! His golden hair instantly transformed under the infusion of divine power, becoming a surging azure blue like the deep sea!
The Sea Emperor—Poseidon—had completed his full soul awakening ahead of time after sensing the grave abnormalities on earth!
He slowly stretched out his hand and gripped the Golden Trident planted beside the throne, the symbol of absolute dominion over the Seven Seas.
"The earth... has actually been forcibly ruled by an unknown heretical force?"
Poseidon's vast Divine Sense pierced