The failure lay in the fact that, despite their immense efforts and even the near loss of their lives, the Sea Clan evil still broke through the seal and descended upon the human world. Although the process was somewhat complicated, the outcome was already predetermined.
The success lies in the fact that the Sea Clan suffered heavy blows one after another, and its strength dropped drastically. It is almost impossible for it to cause trouble in the short term. Before Kluivert recovers from his injuries, the human countries on the continents surrounding the Fragrant Sea Region are temporarily safe.
In addition, this trip to Haiti had a significant impact on Sun Fei.
For the first time, His King realized that there existed an even more profound and powerful martial arts realm above the peak of the Great Sun-Rank Venerable, the Blazing Sun Stage. This was an absolute shock and awe for Sun Fei.
This also means that he is about to face a severe and potentially fatal problem—
After completing Diablo World on Hell Difficulty, once the power of the cheat system reaches its limit, how can one continue to improve their strength? If they stop here, they will never be able to stand at the pinnacle of martial arts in this world.
Of course, witnessing the unparalleled prowess of Maradona, the so-called "strongest Continent Martial Saint on land," was also a gain. Although it was only a fleeting glimpse and merely a phantom, it still impressed Sun Fei greatly and made Sun Fei realize that the Human Clan could actually possess such strength to overpower gods.
A gentle breeze was blowing, Sun had already set.
Sitting quietly on the [ Throne of Chaotic Times ] with his eyes closed, Sun Fei was constantly summarizing and reflecting on the gains and losses of this adventure, as well as the impact of the emergence of the Sea Clan Evil God on the current situation on the continent. For two or three hours, Sun Fei did not say a word or move at all, as if he had been petrified.
Lloris stood quietly on the stone steps extending from the throne, not daring to disturb it in the slightest.
Four hours later.
Sun Fei opened his eyes.
His bright, star-like eyes were no longer filled with confusion or bewilderment; they shone with a clear, resolute, and calm light.
He slowly stood up, stretched, exhaled a breath of stale air, and turned to Lloris beside him with a slight smile, "Alright, let's go."
"Ah, where to?"
"Of course, we're going to the Lyon Empire. You promised to help me find the mysterious cloaked figure who planted the Blood-Colored Skull inside you."
[ Throne of Chaotic Times ] transformed into a streak of light, breaking through the sea surface, soaring upwards, and disappearing into the distant horizon.
Shortly after Sun Fei and Lloris disappeared.
On the rolling waves of the sea, a tall, mysterious figure draped in a cloak appeared silently. Looking at the two people who had disappeared into the distance, two bright red flames shot from his eyes, hidden beneath the black silk cloth, like two burning will-o'-the-wisps.
"It's him, it really is him! A mere human, receiving the legacy of the God King! I've tried to kill him repeatedly, but to no avail! He deserves to die! He deserves to die! Without sufficient energy, my strength cannot fully recover in the short term! But he's still no match for me. However, I must kill him! Sooner or later, I will kill him! Hahaha! The legacy of the God King belongs to me, and will always belong to me! No one can take it away! Even if it means the annihilation of the entire world, I will not hesitate!"
Waves of Spiritual Power emanated from the body shrouded in a black cloak, raging across the sea like a hurricane and creating towering waves.
"Oh right, they're going to the Lyon Empire. Hehe, looks like I should go to the Lyon Empire again..."
After a long period of processing, the burly figure transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the Lyon Empire.
Not long after the mysterious figure in the black cloak appeared, another giant wave suddenly rose from the seabed.
Enveloped in golden flames, the Sea Clan Lord, who had never appeared before, stood atop the waves, gazing at the spot where the mysterious man in the black cloak and Sun Fei and the others had vanished. Beneath the magnificent golden mask, his purple eyes blazed with hatred, his gaze sharp and radiating killing intent.
"Those despicable ambitious schemers! The Sea Clan of the Fragrant Sea Region has been manipulated, suffering devastating losses. Our millennia-old royal city has been destroyed, millions of our people slaughtered, and even our gods have been severely wounded and disappeared. The continent is now more terrifying than it was a thousand years ago. This is my fault. I was too proud, too arrogant. A thousand years have passed, the world has changed. Isn't the Sea Clan now at the pinnacle? Regardless, this blood debt must be repaid by the Human Clan. I will delve into the deep ocean abyss at the edge of the continent, awaken the royal families of the other seas, and persuade them to unite their entire race to restore the Sea Clan's former glory!"
Self-blame, self-examination, reflection, and planning.
After standing for a moment, the Lord of the Sea Clan swayed, parted the giant waves, and sank into the sea.
After that, no one ever appeared again.
A cold wind howled in the gloomy sky, and the sea was filled with raging waves. The black seawater churned wildly, and the corpses of some hideous Sea Clan floated up and down in the water. The dark space was like Hell, extremely oppressive.
Everything seemed to indicate that a terrifying era had quietly begun.
Ten days later.
A port city in the northern coastal region of the Lyon Empire.
Under the blazing Scorching Sun, the air was filled with a faint, foul smell of mud.
The docks in the bay area were bustling with people, filled with the sounds of clanging and shouting. Almost everyone was trying their best to repair the wrecked ships, and a large number of laborers, under the supervision of soldiers, were clearing the silt accumulated on the docks. Everywhere you looked, there was devastation. The entire area had obviously been hit by a flood recently. Even several lighthouses in the distance, which had been in service for more than 30 years, had been destroyed by the waves and turned into ruins.
Nine days ago, the Deren City was struck by a once-in-a-century tsunami. Waves hundreds of meters high swept in and almost instantly destroyed the entire dock. Fishermen and the Imperial Navy suffered heavy losses. It is roughly estimated that at least 10,000 people perished in this sudden tsunami. The city's administrative system was almost paralyzed.
Lloris weaved through the crowd for a while, gathered the information, and then returned to Sun Fei to report.
The two had just finished their journey on the vast ocean and arrived at this dock and land a little over ten minutes ago.
Guided by their free tour guide, Lloris, their first stop was a port city called Deren City, located in the northernmost part of the Lyon Empire. According to Lloris, this city was the commercial center of the northern coast of the Lyon Empire, known as the premier port. Transportation was very convenient, with a large number of merchants from all over the country coming and going every day, making it very easy to transmit and collect information.
Upon hearing the results of Lloris's inquiry, Sun Fei remained silent.
It is clear that the so-called once-in-a-century tsunami was caused by the unprecedented battle that took place on the seabed.
Ten days ago, D'Alessandro and Kluivert, one human and one demon, destroyed the Sea Clan's city, breached the seabed, caused ocean currents to become turbulent, and triggered underwater volcanic eruptions. At that time, the sea surface was probably filled with giant waves tens of millions of meters high, spreading in all directions. When the waves reached the coastal areas, they were less than one-tenth of their original size. However, for ordinary humans who were unprepared, it was an absolutely huge disaster without any warning. In the face of such a supernatural disaster, ordinary humans seemed so helpless.
The Deren City, hundreds of thousands of miles from the center of the battle, was affected by the turmoil. If we consider this, the Kingdom of Byzantium capital, which was even closer, would likely have suffered even greater losses. If they were unlucky, the newly formed navy of King of Byzantium Constantine might have been completely annihilated.
Sun Fei didn't say much. He and Lloris strolled around the docks in Deren City for a while before arriving in the city. They found a decent hotel and settled in temporarily.
After flying continuously for nearly ten days over the vast ocean, even with their exceptional strength, the two were exhausted. Before heading to the capital of the Lyon Empire, Sun Fei decided to rest for a day, replenish his energy, and recharge.
After arriving at his room, Sun Fei immediately fell asleep.
When Sun Fei finally woke up after a good night's sleep, it was already evening. Lloris was nowhere to be found in the hotel. Sun Fei ate something hastily, changed his clothes, and quietly left the hotel.
Deren City truly lives up to its reputation as the premier port city in the northern border region of the Lyon Empire. Despite the devastation caused by the sea, the city center has quickly recovered its former prosperity. The streets are spotless, and crowds of people are bustling about. It is the time when the night market is about to open, and the atmosphere is lively everywhere. People seem to have forgotten the disaster that happened not long ago.
Following the main road in the city center, Sun Fei quickly arrived at the city's most bustling main commercial district.
As dusk settles, the magical civilization of this other world is vividly displayed in the night, with dazzling lights reflecting off the starry sky, making the night incredibly beautiful.
The Lyon Empire is a level six empire. Its strength is not only reflected in the martial prowess of its high-end experts and its large and powerful army. This small city in the northern frontier is not much smaller than Saint Petersburg, the capital of the Zenit Empire. The streets are bustling with people, and apart from slight differences in clothing styles, they are not much different from the Zenit people.
Sun Fei stopped in front of a very large weapons shop.
A black banner hung at the entrance of the weapons shop, with a lifelike image of a huge, winged Big Black as large as a mountain. To many people, this image was very strange and inexplicable, and looked somewhat ugly and ominous. But to Sun Fei, this image was unusually familiar and dear.
This is because it is the sign of a branch office under the Chambord City Letters and Visits Office.
Third update.
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