The Saint of the Deep had died.
The storm clouds shrouding the sea suddenly dispersed as well. The weather seemed to have been influenced by the Deep Sea too. The surging tides swept down from the sky to the earth, then instantly receded after Aldrich's death. The sun lay amid the clouds, casting warm light. Everything that had just happened felt like a dream.
"More tricks pretending to be divine."
Hoshino looked down on it somewhat. She usually fooled people with words.
Today, a morning star of the Church of the Deep fell into the depths, dying suddenly and without warning.
The culprit leaned against her scythe as she drifted through the sky, her body strangely translucent. Hoshino watched the tides roll the last chunk of rotten flesh into the deep sea. She did not leave, instead gazing into the distance and meeting the stares of other unknowable beings from afar.
Those were certainly not the Deep Sea.
They were merely another group of Deep Sea cultists who had lived for an extremely long time. The Abyssal Saint was only more active than most; he did not count as the Church's strongest force.
Hoshino suddenly became a little interested.
Seele, with her red eyes, stood high in the sky. Facing the attention of those beings, she arrogantly raised her middle finger at them.
She had the right to do so.
At present, Seele was the being that attracted the most attention from [the Deep Sea]. In a sense, she could even directly declare herself the Pope, or turn around and become the leader of the Abyssal Hunters.
Once the Stygian Nymph character card was unlocked, Hoshino would become a true tentacled war goddess.
Hoshino took a step back and muttered to herself, "Come to think of it, if that really