The enormous mountain crashed onto Whale Island, whipping up a fierce gale. Although Vice Admiral Deep Sea's flagship had taken emergency evasive action, it had nearly capsized.
Odys, Klein, and the other two looked at Whale Island, now changed beyond recognition. For a moment, all four could only marvel at the destructive power of the supernatural.
They waited until the gale had passed, every mountain and boulder had fallen onto the island, the collisions and collapses had ended, and the sea breeze had blown away the dust. Only then did Odys and the others land on the beach again.
Odys glanced at the mountains newly piled on Whale Island, then said to Klein and the others, "Let's divide the spoils first."
As he spoke, he took out the gold, the Elven-style weapons, and the Beyonder materials from the Dragon-Eyed Sea Eagle that he had just stored in the Knowledge Moor.
Pointing to the Elven weapons, Odys told Howl, "As agreed, these are all yours."
The weapons were plainly antiques, yet they still looked exceptionally sharp. What surprised Odys more was that most retained some spirituality and qualified as Beyonder Weapons.
They were at least several hundred years old, perhaps a thousand or even several thousand, yet they still possessed the properties of Beyonder Weapons.
Odys had to reconsider what he thought of Elven craftsmanship. He had always assumed such a volatile race would have few industries requiring precision.
Apparently, that was not necessarily true.
Howl nodded and immediately crouched to touch the Elven weapons one by one.
He did not know what form the Elf King's Divine Blood took. Perhaps it was hidden inside one of the weapons.
Odys pointed to the gold. "I have a way to sell it. I'll handle it, and we'll split the pounds we get