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The tide rose.
The sea of blood kept rising.
The drainage system had completely collapsed, and the docks had long since become ruins. Endless seawater surged noisily into every corner of the city. The lower city, with no drainage system but countless cramped, densely packed, dilapidated houses, was swallowed in an instant. Countless people were swept into the seawater or the red tide. They sank into eternal darkness, never to surface again.
"This is how it should be. I have long yearned for this world's collapse."
Thunder and torrential rain filled the entire world.
Fragile buildings collapsed one after another. The mere approach of the Abyss had already subjected this entire stretch of sea to terrifying corruption. Viewed from high above, the red seawater spread outward without cease. It was stopped near Pasu Island, then swept eastward toward the Sea of the Gods' War Ruins by abruptly altered ocean currents. The red sea rushed toward Sonia Island and the Rorsted Archipelago, where another force stopped the oncoming catastrophe. But the small islands along the way were silently scoured clean. Like the edges of boulders being worn smooth, nothing remained on them but empty land.
Gales suddenly rose, and the apocalyptic scene continued.
A smile appeared on the Monarch of Decay's pale face. He gazed up at the heavens and laughed in a language no one could understand:
"Watch me ascend to godhood once more!"
His other half above the starry sky did not respond immediately, and he had already reached that land formed from hideous skeletal remains.
"Come."
He lowered his head slightly and smiled coldly. "Useless bones, become the foundation of my kingdom. This shall be your greatest moment of glory."
The sea of blood boiled and surged. A gigantic black shadow tried to rise to the surface,