Chapter 469: Cutting Off the Water Flow

"Marshal, we can't wait any longer. Please give us your order on what we should do next!" Although Yamamoto still stood patiently waiting, the adjutant Kawada behind him had become a little nervous under the huge pressure. restless.

Enemies who suddenly appeared and then disappeared, leaving behind only a bunch of disasters, mutant legions confronting each other on the other side of the battle line, and raging natural disasters, everything gave the adjutant in charge of handling specific affairs a headache.

Coupled with worries about his family at home, Kawada is just forcing himself to calm down.

"No need, his target is not us. It is better to say that this is just the aftermath of the real battle." After Yamamoto withdrew his perception from a very far distance, he began to order his men to retreat in an orderly manner.

"Kuchiki, you are right, this battle may have been in vain from the beginning." After saying this to himself, there was a look of loneliness in his eyes.

"Follow your will." Kawada saw something was wrong in the leader's eyes and did not pursue the question further. He just silently conveyed the order to his subordinate commander.

As an adjutant who stood out from the fierce competition, he knew his position very well. In a hierarchical army, as a subordinate, he should not have too many questions about his chief officer. The question he just asked was actually a bit beyond his own. boundary.

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"What happened to the tsunami in Yamato?! According to the intelligence, White Earth does not have the ability to create tsunamis, right?!" Although it is clear that the outcome is almost certain, countless people are still paying close attention to the direction of this war.

"And this kind of cooling that affects a country's celestial phenomena... requires at least ten corresponding sixth-level superpowers to be possible. When did the White Land have such a foundation?"

"How strong is the seventh level?"

"What on earth is that eye?"

The sudden change brought more doubts to the people watching the battle thousands of miles away.

"The real battlefield is not in Yamato." In the South American continent at this moment, the Red Witch King, standing at the top of the Witch Tower, said similar words to Yamamoto.

Every sixth-level master is paying attention to that battle in the way he is best at.

With the help of the Wu Tower, he could directly "see" the depths of the ocean without the help of satellites, where the surging spiritual energy collided with the endless sea water.

The real battlefield is southeast of Yamato Tianyuan Island, thousands of kilometers away in the depths of the Pacific Ocean.

Since the oceans were formed on the earth billions of years ago, they have been covered by thick seawater, and sunlight can only reach the surface of the seawater.

The deep sea is always dark.

But even in the darkness, there is still life. After the advent of the spiritual energy era, the eruption of submarine volcanoes ushered in a completely new transformation for the creatures on the seabed.

This is the base camp of the Sea Clan and the location of the Kesuli Palace City.

After more than ten years of investment in construction regardless of cost, the Temple City of Cthulhui has become the center of the underwater race in every sense. The theocratic empire headed by High Priest Thres has radiated influence from the Temple City to countless surrounding tribes.

The city of Cthuri Temple, located in the dark deep sea, is a city that does not need light, and naturally does not have all kinds of exaggerated decorations, because these are meaningless in the darkness.

The beauty that cannot be seen is no different from garbage to many sea people who are still in the primitive tribal era and have almost zero eyesight.

Of course, this does not include the shrine in the center of the palace city, because the sea people who can enter the shrine are without exception strong men who can see in the deep sea. Under the guidance of Seres, they have gradually developed the same abilities as it. Zerg aesthetic.

Tentacles, muscles, organs, venom, these are mostly dark and scary descriptions to humans, but they can be seen everywhere here like the bright epic murals in churches.

Everything declares that they are completely different from the human civilization on land and the civilization composed of mutated creatures on land that are deeply influenced by human culture.

The thick psionic seabed granite is almost the only material used in the construction of Cthulhu. It is extremely difficult to smelt metal in the sea. Even with the assistance of psionic powers and inexhaustible ores, steel still cannot become the main force in building the city.

But today, this land that has been covered by seawater for billions of years seems to be welcoming its first ray of sunshine in a long time.

Ocean currents are cut off, waters are separating, and storms are roaring.

Under the unknown power, this ocean was cut open with an invisible wound. The wound continued to expand and crack, allowing the warm sunlight to shine into the unprecedented depth of the ocean.

The huge pressure caused by the surrounding billions of tons of sea water being squeezed out has not narrowed the man-made ocean gap by half. The chaotic airflow and violent ocean currents gradually formed huge storms on both sides of the gap.

The waves that were squeezed out of the water continued to spread outward, eventually turning into a tsunami that swept across the entire Pacific coast.

The tsunami that Yamato faced was just the tip of the iceberg of the wrath of the ocean. As the country closest to the core of the battlefield, they were the first to face the impact of the tsunami's aftermath.

The seawater barrier thousands of meters thick was peeled away layer by layer, and a huge human figure composed entirely of light gradually formed in the gap.

The light man expanded together with the ocean's wounds, looking like it was about to tear the ocean into two pieces.

"I didn't expect this day to come so quickly." Amidst the stormy waves, a spiritual wave came from the depths of the palace.

With such a huge change happening above, it was naturally impossible for the high priest Seres, who was in the center of the Cthulian Temple, not to know about it, but such a direct method was still too beyond his imagination.

It had imagined several strategies for humans to counterattack the Sea Tribe, but it had never considered the current situation. There would actually be someone forcing themselves in the center of the sea to fight against the sea with their own power, temporarily draining away all the sea water in the entire area. Break the yellow dragon.

"It's time to end." Bai Mo now just wants to resolve all the unstable factors as quickly as possible and officially start his next plan.

"No wonder...it turns out you got the inheritance of that majestic being." Seeing Bai Mo appearing in the form of a man of light, Ceres thought of the figure that suddenly appeared more than ten years ago.

"Inheritance? Maybe." Bai Mo found that Seres seemed to have misunderstood something, but he had no intention of explaining more. After all, the light man was indeed inextricably related to him.

At the beginning, Bai Mo took the initiative to push away the sea water in the direction of travel. After the full power was output, it was like the sea took the initiative to make way for him.

The terrifying mental power was fully displayed at this moment.