"You're putting on airs again. What overlord of the Sea Kings? What Ancient Creature? Even if Zunesha were here, I wouldn't spare him a glance. Give gods enough time, and even the mightiest Ancient Creature must die."
Saint Warcury still thought Shane had gone mad.
As they understood it, once an opponent had been driven into an utterly hopeless corner, anything they did was possible.
Someone like Shane now had nowhere left to run and was even more certain that he could not defeat the Five Elders. Naturally, despair would arise in his heart.
In fact.
All that understanding came from the Five Elders themselves.
Taken individually, their knowledge made each of them the foremost expert in a particular field. The Warrior God of Justice, for instance, knew practically all the laws of every kingdom in the world.
The Warrior God of the Environment knew the climate, ecosystems, and distribution of creatures across every island and sea.
As for the Scientific God of War, his title spoke for itself. He was also the person who understood all the Ancient Kingdom's technology better than anyone else in the world.
There were many technologies even Vegapunk knew nothing about. In truth, Saint Saturn had never stopped his research in secret, attempting to wipe out the next generation of all Intelligent Life.
It was difficult to imagine.
How many wondrous creatures and brave, fearless adventurers had existed throughout the world 800 Years Ago. Their civilizations had taken countless strange forms, and they had once protected the same will.
Back then, Sea Kings had roamed the Four Blues, and Ancient Creatures had emerged in endless succession.
The Giants' warships had plowed through countless towering waves, while human civilization and technology had entered an age of explosive growth.
But what about now?
Everything appeared to