Becoming Their Guiding Spirit

Skadi, in response, tightened her grip on the hilt of her greatsword. For Abyssal Hunters, the Seaborn were not their only enemies in the deep sea. Other powerful existences or powerful races that could potentially threaten Aegir were also potential enemies of Aegir.

”You come from the deep sea... You have a strong smell of the ocean on you.”

Skadi said flatly.

While the two groups were talking, the deep-sea Originium Slug monsters had already come ashore and were gradually approaching the group, yet no one paid them any mind.

”We are indeed from the deep sea...”

Alive Until Sunset also couldn’t understand why a person would possess the power of the Seaborn. They didn’t get along well with the Seaborn either.

Seeing the atmosphere between the two sides inexplicably grow tense.

Emperor quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

”Our enemies are these sea monsters, yo. This ain’t the time for infighting.”

The four members of Alive Until Sunset averted their gaze. They could sense that the Seaborn blood in the girl before them wasn’t very pure, for now. Besides the Seaborn aura, there was also the scent of a human. This meant they were likely a new species formed from the fusion of Seaborn and humans. It was precisely because of this that Alive Until Sunset didn’t immediately merge into their true form. They had been frantically chased ashore by the Seaborn; they knew all too well how powerful the Seaborn were.

A single one might not be strong, but their near-infinite numbers and ridiculous evolutionary traits... as the saying goes, enough ants can kill an elephant. Even Alive Until Sunset’s original body couldn’t do much against the Seaborn in the sea.

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Elsewhere.

At this moment, in the center of Siesta’s urban district, a person wrapped in an algae-green robe was walking slowly down the road. Looking at the streets that had been bustling and lively just the day before, but were now almost empty, it was extremely satisfied. It was not a land-dweller. It came from the Church of the Deep within Aegir. It had arrived on land many years ago, and its mission and dream was to allow the great Seaborn to come ashore, to turn the land into a part of the ocean. However, the Seaborn themselves seemed to be somewhat mutually exclusive with Originium.

Seaborn really disliked the Originium on land. For a mindless species that only pursues survival and propagation, trying to make this species go against its nature and do something completely unrelated to its propagation was extremely difficult. But after so many years of this Bishop’s efforts, the Seaborn had adapted to a portion of the Originium. Some Seaborn had even successfully devoured a large number of Originium Slugs on the volcano. Now... the time was ripe. They just had to wait for Siesta to be full of people.

Let these Seaborn that had devoured Originium Slugs come ashore, devour these humans, and evolve human characteristics. Moreover, information and consciousness among the Seaborn are almost interconnected. As long as the Seaborn here adapted to some Originium characteristics, the other Seaborn would adapt as well. This was the power of the group network.

And now.

The goal was about to be completed.

Let the Seaborn that devoured the Originium Slugs come ashore, devour these humans, and evolve human characteristics. Then... the Seaborn will ascend to the land, and the glory of the God of the Deep Sea will shine upon the entire land of Terra!

Decades!

Decades of patience!

When it first arrived here, this city was just a small town.

The dream was finally about to be realized! And itself! As the guide of the Seaborns’ evolution! It would finally return to the embrace of its god!

As for retaliation?

Heh...

It just wanted to laugh.

It had come to land decades ago. In its eyes, even Victoria, the most powerful country on land today, was like a primitive tribe before Aegir, let alone the deep sea. From its perspective, it was like a person from an interstellar civilization looking at the Stone Age. Barren, backward, boring. Besides Iberia, these land-based countries didn’t even understand the deep sea. Even if it erased this entire city’s population, the people on land wouldn’t even know who did it.

Victory was already in its grasp.

The Bishop walked alone down the street.