After a heated discussion and cursing, the Devouring Mouth briefly reached a simple agreement with the Son of the Sea God before him.
But this time, it was clear that the Son of the Sea God wouldn't be as foolish as before.
Tens of thousands of years of imprisonment and escape had taught the former Son of God a great deal, and had made him feel the cruelty of the world.
"I can help you, but there's one condition you must fulfill. Perform a ritual for me, allowing me to truly fall into the abyss.
I will bind my soul to the abyss, so that even if I die here, my soul can return to it and be reborn.
I want to truly return to the abyss."
"It seems you've already recognized reality. Trying to play both sides isn't as easy as you think." At this, the Devouring Mouth couldn't help but laugh.
Still, he nodded. "No problem. Your current state is practically the same as falling into the Abyss, isn't it?
Once you truly fall into the Abyss, all you need to do is unleash a catastrophe upon the sea, eliminating all ships carrying resources to the World Scar, whether they're transporting resources or troops."
The Son of Poseidon nodded, and the deal was done.
The Devouring Mouth then performed the Rite of Depravity for the Son of Poseidon before him.
Clearly, he had been prepared, knowing exactly what the Son of Poseidon would demand, and so he had already made preparations.
A large amount of Abyssal Aura began to gather on the island, made possible by the seclusion of the island itself.
After half a day of concentrated energy, the abyssal aura erupted, completely degrading the Son of Poseidon into the Abyss.
At this point, the Son of Poseidon's appearance had undergone a drastic transformation.
Bone spurs sprouted from his body, and his original skin turned a dark red, leathery.
His entire body, transformed from the abscesses before, became elongated, like a sea serpent.
The overall shape of the abscesses became slender.
It appeared more agile, more powerful, and even more sinister.
The countless tentacles grew even more sinister, their sharp spurs growing from its body. The eyes that had already dotted its head now began to spread throughout its body.
It transformed into a truly terrifying and sinister deep-sea creature.
However, for him, who had already fallen, this ritual did not bring much change in his strength; it merely bound his soul to the abyss.
It allowed him to make a real choice.
After that, like the other demons, he could return his soul to the abyss after death and be reborn.
And, like the other demons, he could travel through the cracks of the abyss to other worlds to commit evil.
"Finally, father. Watch carefully. One day, I will tear your divine domain apart and devour you."
The Devouring Mouth remained expressionless as he listened to the declaration of the Son of the Sea God.
"Congratulations, my new tribesman."
"Alright, remember the deal. This time, there's no turning back." With that, the Devouring Mouth headed straight out.
Ignoring the Son of the Sea God, who was still in the water, observing his condition.
As soon as he reached the outside, the Devouring Mouth suddenly perked up.
"Why did they come here? Did this idiot reveal himself? No, that's not right. Even if he's stupid, he knows how to hide.
He's been hiding here for so long. If he hadn't revealed himself, I wouldn't have known. Even the Sea God couldn't find his exact location.
He couldn't have revealed himself so easily. So how did they find this place?"
"The Sea God, or the Four Gods?"
The Devouring Mouth stood there, unsure what to think.
After a moment, a smile appeared on his face, and he glanced back at the cave with a slightly pitying look.
"It seems you're unlucky. There's nothing we can do about it. But it's a good thing you're here to hold me back for a while. What a waste of my time."
Already anticipating what was about to happen, the Devouring Thirst shrugged helplessly, but the anger and irritation in his eyes were unconcealed.
His plan had gone awry once again. All his efforts had been wasted, and the energy he had just used in the ritual had also been wasted.
Unsure of what to think, he vanished through a worm-like portal beneath his feet.
What he sensed were Alka and the others who had already arrived outside the storm.
They watched the swirling storm before them, and the reefs within.
"Is the Son of the Sea God hiding in here? He's hidden deep, hiding in a place like this," Pororo said from the deck, observing the situation.
At this point, Sofia said, "Not only that, but there's something amiss about the surroundings. My Silver Ripple is barely gathering much intelligence."
Julia, standing nearby, said, "The surroundings are serene and chaotic, which is probably why the Son of the Sea God chose this place.
This place naturally evades detection and conceals itself."
This made everyone wonder how Alka had found such a place so easily.
But they didn't dwell on it.
Alka took out the cyan Gale card and manipulated the storm, creating a fissure. The Voice of Dawn swiftly passed through the storm and entered, then skirted the reefs in the sea and stole to the edge of the island.
"The Abyssal Aura here is too strong, isn't it? Why is it so strong? It's like being on the World Scar, like on the front lines."
Jason couldn't help but frown upon entering. Ultius, standing beside him, fanned his nose as if sensing a foul odor.
They didn't know that a ritual had just taken place here, plunging the Son of God into the Abyss.
Alka nodded. "Indeed, the Abyssal Aura here is much stronger than I expected."
"Everyone, proceed with caution. This Son of the Sea God might be quite powerful."
As Alka spoke, a faint pink aura began to emanate from his body, penetrating into the space and influencing the entire environment.
There was bound to be a great battle ahead, so preparations were necessary.
Apparently, the overwhelming aura of the Abyss here made him believe it was emanating from the Son of God, slightly boosting his power and beginning to prepare to target him.
Everyone else shared the same thought, each preparing their own trump cards to be used in battle.
Sofia immediately transformed into a full moon, soaring high into the sky and hanging there.
In this situation, as long as Sofia didn't deliberately use the moon's power and simply hung there, if no one paid attention, and if Sofia deliberately concealed its brightness, one could mistake the moon for something in the sky.
After all, the changes in the celestial bodies were so commonplace that even the appearance of two moons wouldn't have been a concern.
Not to mention, there was no moon in the night sky tonight.
Lucille transformed into a spirit form and entered Alka's body, sharing a hidden body with her.
The rest of the group, along with Alka, formed a scattered group and began to slowly advance forward.
Looking at the piles of white bones and the withered remains of gigantic sea beasts around them, it was clear they had found the right place.
The son of the sea god must have been hiding here. The sheer number of bones suggested he had been hiding there for who knows how long.
It seemed he was even more timid than Alka and the others had imagined.
The group slowly approached the massive cavern in the center.
Through the openings and the light from outside, they could see the shimmering water within.
It was clearly filled with seawater, but their exact size was unknown.
They could sense the source of the abyssal aura.
"What brings you back? I said I would fulfill my duty."
A thunderous roar echoed from within.
The group, slowly approaching, paused.
Then they noticed something amiss in the voices within.
A flood of black and purple lightning shot out from the cave entrance, striking directly at Alka and the others.
Seeing this, the Lightning Card immediately materialized, and a barrier of lightning appeared before Alka, absorbing all the lightning.
"Bang!"
A loud noise was heard, and then the rubble at the cave entrance's roof shattered, revealing a massive creature.
In the moonlight, a vast lake could be seen within, and a massive creature, resembling a mythical beast, had appeared.
Its body was thick and slender, like a sea serpent.
From its head to the middle of its neck, a dense mass of demonic orange eyes could be seen, constantly shifting and observing the surroundings, most of them fixed on the group.
The sight of so many sinister gazes gave one goosebumps.
The tentacles that spread out around the body waved like streamers, each tip gleaming with a metallic sheen like a blade.
"You? You've actually found your way here? Could it be my father... Never mind. Today, you'll be my first gift to the abyss."
With that, several tentacles, swirling with lightning, shot directly towards them.
Each tentacle, like a bolt fired from a massive crossbow, pounded the ground with a fierce crack, leaving a deep dent.
Everyone quickly dodged.
Then the entire group dispersed.
Alka conveniently opened up the surrounding space.
Then, the great elder of the Stonehoof tribe, a humanoid creature with a dinosaur-like body but cow hooves, stepped out.
From the other side, a cloud of lightning emerged, immediately drifting upwards.
In an instant, it vanished into darkness.
The elements around Alka condensed and fused, forming a blended element. The attack instantly penetrated space and struck the massive form of the Son of the Sea God.
A breach was pierced through his body.
Dirty red blood flowed out.
However, as soon as the blood began to flow, the flesh and blood that had been cut into his body began to intertwine and mend.
The surrounding storm began to spread toward the island, and lightning in the sky began to gather.
The entire sea beast was practically covered in lightning.
Lightning rained down like raindrops.
Followed by this, the suction force of various storms and the sharp blades of hurricanes followed.
In response to this situation, Alka had to separate the Lightning and Hurricane cards, preventing them from participating in the fusion of elements and controlling them to evade the enemy's attacks.
The enemy was simply too large.
Trying to instantly encompass it within the mirrored world was exceedingly difficult.
Arka gazed at the vast lake he stood on and couldn't help but smile. A large amount of mercury-like mirror fluid began to spread around him in the night, not merging into the water itself but expanding its surroundings.
Heroic singing echoed.
It brought a blessing of justice to the crowd.
But facing these attacks, Julia could only dodge.
Arka's eyes could already see the twinkling lights emanating from the son of the sea beast before him: two orange and two gold.
This meant he possessed two Holy Grail-level treasures and two scepter-level treasures within his body.
And, given the characteristics of mythical creatures, at least one or two of these abilities were inherent to the demigod before him.
Compared to Alka and the others, he only lacked a single Holy Grail-level artifact, not to mention his strength at the eighth level.
It was higher than Alka and the others had imagined, but it was clear that, despite his strength at the eighth level, he was generally weak.
Matrica treated everyone.
Bororo and Julia were quickly struck by two tentacles, slamming into the surrounding rubble.
Not only that.
Juanro's attacks had little effect on the enemy, and Simon could only pilot his massive mecha and wield his energy weapons to harass the tentacles from a distance.
Their attack power against the main body was limited.
Only the giant dragon beast formed by the fusion of Jason and Matria, with its strength almost reaching the peak of the sixth level, could hold its own against these tentacles and monsters for a while.
Fortunately, the powerful Great Elder and the thundercloud element in the sky helped to distribute the attack power.
Otherwise, he would inevitably be seriously injured.
The battle quickly descended into a stalemate, but Alka and his men, with their superior numbers and coordinated efforts, were able to stall the enemy's attack and pin them down.
The timing was perfect.
The moon in the sky suddenly fell, a single moon slamming down with a speed that completely exceeded the Son of the Sea God's imagination.
He hadn't noticed the situation overhead at all, or even if he had, he wouldn't have considered the moon amiss.
The blow struck him directly in the neck, and the instant it fell, the entire sea beast's massive body was hurled into the lake.
Then, a massive column of moonlight erupted, striking his body, completely submerging him in the sea.
The sea began to be contaminated by the mercury-like mirror power, transforming into a mirror. Alka flipped the mirror with a flick of his hand.
Everyone followed, entering the mirrored world.
Alka had already imbued the place with dream power, transforming it into a world reminiscent of a dream.
The power of storm and lightning erupted, pushing Sofia out.
"Moon power? Are you a follower of that damned bitch?" the Son of the Sea God couldn't help but ask, looking at Sofia.
After a final closer look, he realized something was amiss and said nothing more.
He launched into a frenzied attack, a flood of lightning scattering around him like a web.
Julia and Matresa were forced to huddle together. With the combined strength of the two, aided by the thundercloud element and the Great Elder, they successfully resisted the attack.
But Simon and Juanlu were not so lucky.
Everywhere the electric net passed, they were instantly knocked down. If it hadn't been for a rock wall formed from the ground, enveloping them, they would have been roasted to charcoal.
But Simon's mech shattered instantly, turning into fragments. Juanlu was nearly knocked unconscious by the electric shock, twitching on the ground.
Now, aside from Jason, Sofia, and Pororo, it was difficult for anyone else to join the battle.
This was mainly due to the combined power of the others, allowing them to withstand the electric net attack.
Alka began to absorb the power from his dream, his strength suddenly increasing to the eighth level.
When he felt Alka's strength rise to the eighth level, even stronger than his own.
The Son of Poseidon felt a nagging feeling.
Instantly abandoning his fight with Sofia and the others, he gathered all his strength and attacked Alka.
Facing countless tentacles swirling with lightning and hurricane-force winds, and the massive head of the Son of Poseidon, Alka stretched out his hands and twisted them through the air.
The surrounding space and dreams, combined with the power of the elements, began to solidify, and the swirling tentacles were instantly shattered by an unknown force.
"Die, damned mortal!"
The massive mouth swallowed Alka's massive lightning bolts, chewing them within its grasp, threatening to reduce him to slag within its grasp.
Suddenly, a fierce elemental force erupted from his body, piercing him.
Alka had appeared behind him without knowing when, and a massive force began to radiate from his body.
The mouth, which had just chewed, and which had the sensation of a normal body, suddenly shattered and vanished.
"When?"
"From the very beginning, fool."
A large amount of blood was spilled, and Alka's power continued to surge and infuse.
The power of dreams began to infuse him, and soul chains suddenly flew out of Alka's body and pierced directly into the body of the Sea God himself, even binding his soul.
At this moment, the son of the Sea God was completely panicked.
"What's going on? Why? Why is there a soul restraint? How can you control dreams like this?"
Besides the confusion of his soul being imprisoned, there was also the surrounding dream environment and Alka's control over the dream power.
He had never seen anything like it before.
"You are just a mortal? Not the God of Dreams!"
A large amount of dream power and mist began to solidify his body, the dream power constantly permeating and solidifying his body and mind.
His already weakened and damaged body, still not fully recovered, struggled to withstand such an attack.
This burst of power finally made him understand why.
"You, a mortal, are actually... the King of Dreams?"
Although he was a son of a god and a demigod in reality, he was powerless in the dream world against a King who was like a god within the dream world.
He didn't understand.
He couldn't understand what had happened in this world during the time he'd been imprisoned by his father, during the time he'd been hiding here.
Why had this happened?
He had never imagined that the mortal before him could be a king in a dream. It simply defied logic.
He knew he couldn't escape.
He had just fallen into the abyss, trying to save his soul, and now he encountered this situation.
The Soul Sword covered with spells suddenly pierced through Alka's chest and directly hit his body.