"Is that... Basamizo?" Lemoni frowned.
"Hey—Basamizo! Why are you here?" Oushen called out.
But there was no response at all.
"Oushen, something's wrong." Lemoni spoke warily.
Oushen said nothing either.
The two stood in front of the still-grieving Elma and Aga's corpse, watching the sea vigilantly.
"Worthy of being my son. So vigilant—you noticed something was wrong at a glance."
A dignified yet teasing voice rang out from the sea.
Veins bulged on Oushen's head.
Of course, he knew who that voice belonged to.
"Poseidon, you bastard!" Oushen's hand gripping the Sea Bow had turned white, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Call me whatever you like. However, insulting a god will also be added to your list of crimes." Poseidon's voice continued.
"As you can see, this is a Demonic Beast I bestowed my blessing upon. It is also an old friend of yours."
"At this very moment, it has offered everything it possesses to its god."
"So... now, it wants to devour this town that nurtures sin."
"Oh, and what you're hearing is merely a recording. I am not in this place. Good luck."
Poseidon's voice vanished.
"Oushen, can you sense fluctuations of Poseidon's divine power?" Lemoni gripped his spear with tremendous force.
Oushen expanded his senses to the limit, then shook his head.
After some thought, Lemoni looked at Basamizo, which was churning on the sea's surface.
"Basamizo... has lost its mind." Oushen spoke painfully.
It had been his greatest rival.
"I'll hold it here." Lemoni walked toward the ice. "Take Sister Elma back and have her evacuate the people of Osoka, just in case."
"Then... avenge Aga!"
"You're better suited to fighting a god. Leave this place to me."
Oushen looked at the dazed Elma and Aga's body lying quietly nearby, then at Basamizo, which had already