From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

"Ao!"

The monster lurking in the dark clouds roared with a dreadful power beyond human imagination, frantically struggling and desperately trying to kill the being that was devouring its power.

Even ten Monarch powerful experts would easily be ground to dust before such boundless and infinite force.

Yet, no matter how great the power the Sea God used, capable of destroying armies, even sufficient to annihilate entire islands, it couldn't harm Karl in the slightest.

Karl even had to divert his attention to carefully discern whether the other party was truly attacking him.

It seemed there was an attack.

"Ao!"

The Sea God roared incessantly!

All of a sudden, it felt an intense fear.

An immense fear!

In ten thousand years, although occasionally bested by some powerful beings, it rarely felt so utterly powerless. Among the plethora of memories, only when facing the incarnation of the Tempest Overlord had the Sea God felt what true fear was!

Now, it was experiencing that true fear once again!

And the Sea God was acutely aware that this time, the fear was far greater than the last!

What on earth was that?

Why did it feel like a mere mortal in the face of It, just as mortals feel before itself?

Could it be that it, the Sea God, was to be devoured by an even more terrifying "Great Sea"?

"Ao!"

The Sea God roared madly, and the sea surrounding the island capsized instantly, churning violently, soon to engulf the entire deserted isle!

Karl only felt a joyous sensation constantly surging from the depths of his soul.

"This time, I feasted greatly without needing a Fischer's sacrifice, all thanks to you for actively 'seizing' me..."

"I am very happy."

In this life-and-death moment, the Sea God, initially driven mad by severe injuries, finally regained more clarity.

[Do not...]

Karl suddenly heard a voice and realized it was the Sea God's plea, yet he had no intention of paying attention to it and continued greedily drawing upon the Spiritual Power.

Just as fishermen never heed the wishes of the fish.

[Ao!]

As the plea was futile, the Sea God roared in madness, and the frenzied sea rose high, finally completely submerging the deserted island, yet all in vain.

It could feel a terrifying black cross-light!

That power, in an instant, made all things lose their color as if bringing an end to everything, and all would face the ultimate, final doom in the presence of It.

No exceptions.

Karl could tell that the 5th Seal had significantly loosened!

Good, with just a bit more time, he would be able to fully break through the 5th Seal!

Although he had taken a long time between breaking the third and fourth seals, now it seemed, he would break the fifth one much faster!

Just as he was about to burst into laughter, he suddenly realized his consciousness began to retract, fearing the next instant would bring him directly back into the bottle.

What's happening?

Karl quickly discovered the cause; so focused was he on drawing power, he hadn't noticed that Cyan Blue had accidentally died off completely, turned to ashes, leaving no support for his possession.

Yet noticing was of no avail, as he truly had no means to save Cyan Blue.

Karl's mark remained upon Cyan Blue's soul, the proof of a devout person.

Her soul began flying towards the vortex that suddenly appeared in the sky.

Cyan Blue's soul not only saw the Sea God and Karl but also acutely perceived the Sea God's embarrassed rage and helplessness, thus her heart rejoiced immensely!

"Oh great Lord of the Lost..."

"Thank you for accepting me..."

"I am willing to serve as your slave for eternity..."

The black fog completely vanished, and Karl's black light also disappeared.

"Ao!"

The Sea God wailed loudly, the dense black clouds around the sky gradually dissipated, and the majestic form made of thunderclouds also sank deep into the sea, fleeing without hesitation to the deepest parts of the endless ocean...

"It can't be said to be all for naught, but rather 'just missed it,' right?"

A flash of black light flickered inside the bottle upon the flagship.

Karl had returned.

His heart was immensely complex. Certainly, he was very pleased, but when the 5th Seal was about to be undone, he was suddenly sent back, inevitably bringing about feelings of dejection.

"It's almost like..."

He pondered for a moment, continuing to mutter to himself.

"It's like having a succession of delicious meals, each taste more delightful than the last, pushing your anticipation to its peak. Then, just as you're about to savor the most renowned and closing main course, you are suddenly kicked out of the restaurant by the owner."

After considering the whole situation, Karl felt even more depressed and helpless deep inside, but there was a piece of good news—he had felt a kind of new power forming.

It seemed to be the "Power of Authority" inherent to the Sea God.

Even though it was only a small part, Karl now had an enormous affinity with sea water and marine life, capable of controlling the weather at sea to a certain extent and manipulating a considerable number of marine creatures.

"As long as I have followers on the sea providing me with 'support points,' I can control the marine weather conditions and the various creatures in the sea within a few miles around them. Unfortunately, manipulating marine weather and creatures still requires consuming some Spiritual Power."

He quickly realized how important this power truly was.

Obviously, given enough time, the Fischer family would gradually become the dominant force of the White Sea!

And undoubtedly, the true dominant force!

"Hmm, let's give it a try."

Karl in the bottle consumed a thread of Spiritual Power and attempted to change the nearby weather.

—

The members of the Fischer family abruptly returned to their family's flagship. Except for the still unconscious Byrne and Lilian, the rest of them were still sweating coldly, unable to forget the cataclysmic scene they had just witnessed.

"We survived."

Yeager muttered to himself, kneeling on the ground and constantly praying to the great Lord of the Lost.

A smile curled at the corner of his mouth, feeling nothing but extreme joy at being alive.

Darren nodded lightly and said calmly,

"Yes, we survived... under the protection of the Lord of the Lost."

Underneath his Iron Mask, he was still smiling, yet his heart was growing heavy. This event had clearly once again spiraled out of control, and many unexpected things had happened.

Darren turned his head to look at his unconscious father and at Uncle Chris, who was silent.

Uncle Chris was truly powerful, even capable of a nearly certain victory without any risk, if he were just facing two low-level Monarchs.

That was also the confidence the Fischer family had in their plan to ambush High Priest Sky Blue.

And the father, too, had grown through experience, his wisdom deepening... but that wasn't enough to overcome all the unforeseen incidents.

Yet without such an ambush, killing High Priest Sky Blue was nearly impossible. As soon as too many Monarch powerful experts approached, he would be able to use the information from the sea tribe to get early warning and then dive thousands of meters into the Dark Blue Sea.

In that pitch-black deep sea, it is said, lurk many ancient magic beasts of Monarch Level.

Darren pondered.

So, what should he do?

If one day it fell to him to control the Fischer family's authority, how exactly would he protect everyone?

Darren fell into deep contemplation, the smile gradually fading from his face, murmuring to himself.

"I can utilize the experience I gained from gathering talents in Rhea once again..."

"Information is crucial. If we could have known the movements of that middle-aged man in advance, or if we had been aware of the situation in the Dark Blue, things would have turned out very differently..."

He was very clear about the darkness, evil, and desires deep inside people's hearts.

So, let's build on that foundation.

Finally, he decided to establish a new secret organization, an unofficial intelligence agency to assist the family. The new members of these secret organizations wouldn't be aware of the existence of the Lord of the Lost. They would just think they were serving some very powerful Extraordinary Exponent.

As long as enough information was gathered, any decision made by the Fischer family could be more assured of success!

Darren slowly stretched out his hand, a hint of Black Tide power emerging in his palm. Deep inside, he had already decided on the name for the organization.

It would be called "Black Tide."

Just at this moment, the physically drained Lilian gradually woke up from her slumber, her body trembling slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.

"Great Lord..."

She uttered with a rare girlish voice.

"Did you protect us once again?"

Lilian on the deck was helped up by Darren. She calmly looked at the sky behind everyone when suddenly, she noticed a gorgeous rainbow appearing.

She felt something in her heart and understood one thing clearly—the beautiful rainbow was a scenic masterpiece crafted by the Monarch's own hand.

"Look."

Lilian stretched out her hand towards the horizon.

Chris, Yeager, and the others turned their heads to look.

"Uh..."

Byrne finally awoke from his deep unconsciousness and immediately realized that all the people of the Fischer family were looking out of the ship, also raising his head to look.

"Beautiful."

The rainbow shone with vibrant and colorful light under the sun, like a magical bridge stretched across the blue sea, its vivid colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple interweaving in an artful and splendid display.

The sea breeze gently brushed the cheeks of everyone, adorning the waves caused by the sea water around the rainbow, delineating a harmonious and peaceful painting.

Everyone quietly felt the magic of nature, as if they were in a dream-like world.