Volume 11: The Cursed Hammer Witch Chapter 34: Ancient Memories
The origin of the Ocean Saint is unknown. But what is known is that this shadowy figure exists in all the journeys of ocean civilizations. His body, which is like kelp and presents a chaotic and distorted vision in the ocean, is extremely sacred in the eyes of marine creatures. He is an adult who must not be violated. So when seeing this legendary figure appear in front of them, all the crabs closed their mouths at the same time.
Although these crabs were terrified, they knew who could really lead them out of their predicament. This strange figure had once freed them from the ignorant age when they knew nothing, and now he must be able to find a better way.
As if he was used to other people treating him with respect, the Ocean Saint did not pretend to be humble, but stood naturally in front of all the crabs.
"Those are the Ancients, terrifying enemies that descended upon this planet thousands of years ago."
Looking at the launch cabins that landed in the ocean and were swallowed by countless trenches, the figure known as the Ocean Saint did not waver at all. Instead, he stretched out his kelp-like body, stood on the altar, and looked at the submarine plains that were sprinkled with countless radiances for the first time. He said indifferently in everyone's heart:
"Thousands of years ago, a tragic and horrific war broke out in our world. Although it may have lasted only a few weeks, or even a few days. However, the pain of this world cannot be healed in a few days. On the contrary, the pain of this world has actually deepened with the remnants of that era. Those ancients destroyed the most original holy spirit on this planet, and then left this world because of betrayal."
"They are powerful and terrifying. They are cold and tyrannical towards their enemies and have almost no rationality. However, they work together and have mastered most of the power in the entire universe. According to the records left behind, these monsters are not people who can communicate. The only way they can communicate is to burn a ball of holy flame on a person's face. If you are not dead, you can become their partner. But if you die, you will have nothing. And these people are keen on killing innocent people. Simply because they do not believe in their ideals, they will be burned to charcoal by their flames."
"Thousands of years ago, no one wanted to deal with these thugs and monsters in the universe. But now it seems that they have found new salvation. Those ancient monsters will definitely choose to kill all living things on this planet in a short period of time. This is just the news I can confirm."
The voice of the Ocean Saint reached the minds of every crab man, causing an uproar.
A group of crabs no longer cared about the face of the Ocean Saint. They all whispered to each other, worried about their lives and future.
If they can't even survive, how can they build civilization and create a beautiful home? The pain of dying before achieving success is known to even the fishmen and crabs immersed in the seabed. They are likely to be wiped out by the monsters. It's not that they trust the Ocean Saint unconditionally, but according to the current observation methods, the Ocean Saint does not seem to have deceived them.
Because those warriors with glowing lights on their bodies really hacked and killed anyone they saw. The land soon became a sea of fire. It was unknown how many lives were lost in a single battle, and how many people died of the plague in just a few hours.
This kind of killing efficiency is so efficient that not only crabs but any intelligent creature would know by instinct that these aggressive Holy Light warriors are not someone to be trifled with.
"…But you can be saved from me."
Faced with those crab people who were like headless flies, the voice of the Ocean Saint once again spread into everyone's mind.
"I will find the legendary place and ask the sea god to give us some help. Although we are in the ocean now and don't have to worry about those natural monsters, we can't just sit there and wait for death. We can't let these monsters destroy our common home."
"So you should prepare everything you need. I will go and wake up the Sea God and let his great power help us get through this difficult time. The Sea God is stable in the ocean and will not be affected by those monster warriors. So as long as we work together, we can resist the bombardment of those monsters. Most of their machines bombard the continent due to positioning problems, and only a small part will affect our ocean, so I will do my best to find the Sea God."
"I believe that this common god of marine life will definitely not hesitate to help his believers. So I will show my discovery and everything I have to the sea god."
After this mysterious saint finished speaking, he disappeared from everyone's sight .
The next moment, this strange man with shadows and seaweed all over his body arrived outside a canyon deep in the ocean where there was no living creature at all. The dark rolling mountains seemed to have a creepy feeling that made people retreat.
But this was exactly the destination for the Ocean Saint. Looking at the seemingly lifeless canyon, the Ocean Saint's voice was heard indifferently in the canyon.
"You should wake up, Poseidon."
"Ah... you are here for that matter too..."
The canyon emitted bursts of rumbling sounds, and the entire strait slowly stretched out to both sides, as if a horrible earthquake had occurred under the ocean.
The cliffs on both sides gradually stretched to the left and right, and a hint of dark yellow quickly emerged from the pitch-black interior of the trench. Then, the entire trench suddenly opened to both sides , and the violent current tore all the surrounding fish and creatures into tiny pieces of flesh and powder.
The contents below the trench also bulged out instantly, appearing in front of the ocean saint. A huge eye as big as a mountain range was slowly opening inside the trench. The eyeball, which was almost as big as dozens of sponge cities stacked together, was slowly rolling, and then the pupil-like structure was trembling rapidly, locking onto the tiny figure standing still in the waves. The voice transmitted by the spirit, which was almost condensed into substance, roared in the saint's brain.
"What do you find now... Herald?"
