Even a wrecked ship still had three thousand nails.
These godly Saints might be down on their luck now, but they still had a few trump cards.
And once those trump cards were revealed, they possessed power no less than that of top-tier Saints.
Thirteen's shriveled pufferfish had once been a Mythical Breed—though, of course, a dead one.
Its corpse, containing vast quantities of water-element rules, had become an exceptional treasure.
Using his own abilities, he could periodically use it to convert some usable water.
That water had been a vital resource that kept three thousand people alive.
Used this way, it could last for several thousand years before the treasure became useless.
But things were different now. Using it all at once immediately stimulated the still-slightly-active water-element rules within it to their utmost limit.
And at that moment, Thirteen's true power was revealed.
The essence of water was a symbol of nurturing, circulation, cycles, and change.
It was one of the most common substances in everyday life, capable of relatively easily shifting between its three states of gas, liquid, and solid.
Transformation, permeation.
It was the source of life, and also life's end!
The power of water churned madly in Thirteen's hands, and in that instant, temperature was circulated and transformed.
Countless streams of water coiled around the three-legged Golden Crow. The water vaporized in an instant, yet was swiftly circulated and changed again by the power of water, transforming into ice that condensed in the distance.
It shifted directly from life to the end, beginning to contend with Golden Crow: Heat Death Doctrine for the right to define the end.
Water Source Eternal: Return to the Ruins Doctrine!
Return to the Ruins had once been born within the Ocean. It was said to be the end of all