How to Break the Deadlock?

"No."

"I couldn't leave this place," Pluton said, his voice low and firm, as though those few words contained an unchangeable resolve.

"Why?" Swain asked in confusion, his eyes widening as his face filled with bewilderment.

If Pluton could not leave with him, what had been the point of coming here?

He had eagerly hoped Pluton would become a powerful ally against Imu, yet this answer left him unable to describe his disappointment.

"I knew your doubts. But when several of us were created, we were already interconnected. It was meant to allow us to cooperate with one another, but Imu turned it into a means of dealing with us." Pluton's gaze was deep and grave as he sank into distant memories.

"Was there nothing that could sever that connection?" Swain pressed urgently.

Pluton shook his head helplessly. "The connection was programmed around the 'blood relationship' between living beings. Once I left, I would be discovered. Imu would definitely locate me and strike." His tone was full of helplessness and concern. "A clash between Ancient Weapons only gives one chance. Whoever activated first could completely destroy the other. There was no such thing as spear and shield between us."

"And if we fought in this sea, even the aftermath left by the destruction would not cause any upheaval in these waters." Pluton continued, gazing into the distance as if he could see that terrifying battle unfold.

Swain agreed with him completely. In the original story, Imu had used the power of an Ancient Weapon to destroy the Kingdom of Lulusia that Sabo had liberated in one stroke.

Every person and thing in an entire nation had vanished from the world. Yet that was not the most horrifying part. The greatest impact was that, after its destruction, the world's sea level