This encounter made Lin Suo realize a problem.
He was not as strong as he imagined, and the sea was more dangerous than he had thought.
He staunched Lin Ni’s bleeding, clinging to life through witchcraft.
They retreated immediately.
Later, by contacting the vice principal through the All-Purpose Ball, he found out that this thing was a Deep Sea Catastrophe, a whisker from the body of the Sea God.
Strictly speaking, it was one whisker tentacle.
The Sea God of the Padolon Titan Race resembled an octopus man, his chin covered with tentacles.
Just one whisker nearly left Lin Suo behind.
If it weren’t for its lack of intelligence and somewhat slow speed, he probably would have been trapped and died there.
As for Tifa’s situation, it seems he was helpless.
Near the Golden City.
Lin Ni·Thea woke up from her coma, her face full of terror.
"I’m here, how are you?"
Lin Ni’s eyes were red as she realized her lower body was gone, her pupils dilated with immense fear rendering her mute for a long moment.
She struggled to utter two words.
"It’s nothing, I shouldn’t have left you there. Who would have thought that in such a short time, even the submerged land isn’t safe, that thing was too terrifying."
"What about Sister Tifa..."
Lin Suo shook his head helplessly.
"We’re not going anymore, if you’re willing, you can stay by my side. I’ll help restore your lower body, consider it a compensation for breaking the promise."
Lin Ni lay in Lin Suo’s arms, staring blankly at the blue sky for a long, long time, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"No need, just put me back into the sea."
"You’re going to save someone?"
Lin Ni shook her head without speaking.
Lin Suo frowned and thought for a while, but still chose to respect her wishes, placing her by the coastline that stretched half a continent.
"Goodbye Rhein, you may not be a good person, but you’re not a bad one either. Here, take this White Pearl."
Lin Ni·Thea tossed the White Pearl towards Lin Suo.
The pain and emotion in her pupils swiftly disappeared.
Turning into a deep, all-consuming darkness.
She voluntarily relinquished her rationality, choosing to become a soulless Sea Demon.
The features of her corruption instantly peaked.
Taking advantage of her last moments of lucidity, she disappeared into the sea.
Lin Suo was in a daze, gazing out at the sea for a long while.
Misfortune often outnumbered fortune twice over, with tragic lives prevalent in the world; it was just that knowing Lin Ni·Thea made it particularly melancholic.
Tifa also fell in the Capital of the Merfolk.
Ninety-nine percent, she’s already dead.
Or cursed... blood swapped... tortured... all very likely.
Before he could ask, Lin Ni chose to die on her own.
Perhaps not knowing was also a form of luck.
Occasionally saddened, Lin Suo quickly recovered to his usual state and returned to the Golden Academy, turning in his task and starting to train intensely in his Wizard Tower.
Eight months passed in a blink.
During this time, though he occasionally went out on rescue missions, his free time always exceeded his task time.
His meditation speed steadily improved.
That day, his Wizard Rank naturally reached the Sixth Ring, the next step was the Seventh Ring, the Upper Grade Wizard Rank, more challenging and conservatively estimated to take over five years to fill the progress bar.
The time stretched longer and longer.
But the physical training was relatively easy, due in part to his particular advantages in that area.
Too much enhancement, there was nothing he could do about it.
It was all the doing of his Bloodline.
[Talent: Synthesize Everything (76.2w/1000w)]
[Rank: Level Six Immortal Dragon Body (702/1000); Middle Grade·Sixth Ring Wizard (1/1000)]
[Transcendent: Magic Power Breathing Skill (Red Grade); Star Pupil Meditation Method (Red Grade)]
A minor breakthrough.
Life span increased by only twenty years, which is normal considering the previous drastic improvements in physical condition.
Advanced to a Sixth Ring Wizard.
Lin Suo immediately condensed the Sixth Magic Ring·Bloodline Ascension Technique.
The necessary materials had already been prepared.
Thus, all three Bloodline Magic Rings for the middle stage were successfully condensed.
And it was the permanent version.
Merging three into one, and integrating it into the World Tree Magic Ring, as expected, Lin Suo gained some ability to manipulate flesh and blood.
For example, right now.
A green vine emerged from his palm.
Peeling apart the vine skin,
Inside were plant fibers resembling muscles, slightly controlled with the mind, the tender fibers twisted and condensed into a dragon head shape.
Opening its mouth and spewing out.
Ice blades, flames, earth spikes, wooden spears, wind blades...
A bizarre assortment of elemental breaths ejected from the mouth of the dragon head vine, scraping the ground in front of it ragged.
Besides elemental power, it also has the ability to nurture Titans.
Bloodline Witchcraft is replenishing this aspect.
Next, Lin Suo plans to condense three Magic Rings of soul-class witchcraft for Upper Grade Wizards.
When achieved, he will obtain a true World Tree Magic Ring.
And breakthrough to the pinnacle of the Ninth Ring, achieving legendary status.
The path is well thought out, the groundwork laid, he even feels that at that point, he might form his own Fake God lineage.
The Chaos Baptism has never stopped.
The nature of Immortality has also taken a bit of shape, now the size of a quail egg, which is a huge growth compared to its previous state the size of a rice grain.
Soul-class witchcraft, he hasn’t decided what to use yet.
Mainly because finding a complete set is too difficult.
Perhaps he should start with the vice principal.
Using his reward as the first in the Demon Hunting Points competition to exchange for a set of fundamental witchcraft should be negotiable.
"Time is almost up, getting ready for the final evacuation phase, I wonder how Thea is doing."
East Sea, Crowman headquarters.
The Four-Winged Crowman King and his key subordinates were sitting in the military tent, looking at each other.
"King, something is wrong, the ocean is getting deeper, it’s projected that within a year it will completely submerge Padolon, the Crow Court has also disappeared into the deep sea, what do we do?"
Holy Artifacts gone, hope for Mother God’s return gone, heritage gone, years of war, Crowman elites also gone.
They’ve lost everything.
Even the lands captured over the past years were being swept away by the deep sea.
The Four-Wings did not understand what happened, just felt an immense pressure bearing down on him, it’s over...
Since the terrain where the Eternal Night Royal Palace was built is rather high, it’s temporarily safe from flooding.
However, the other islands under its control hardly escape the ocean’s engulfment.
Therefore, a large number of the Blood Clan came ashore, hiding in the Blood-colored Harvest Plain, ready to launch a total offensive at any moment.
Byron Herbert Eternal Night King had a fight with Burning Wings·Tiago not long ago.
Nobody died, but Padolon’s life span was shortened further, he’s the one who planned drowning the land by awakening remnants of the Sea God.
Even deceiving everyone.
"Begin, my descendants, whether the Blood Clan can step into the Star Sea depends on this."
"Deep Dark Duke, Mad Bat Duke, and Blood Sea Duke, split into three routes, distracting the Silver Star Alliance’s main forces, once the task is complete, even if you die, I can resurrect you using the Source Blood you’ve left with me."
"Swear fealty till death to the Ancestor."
"Extreme Speed Duke, lure the Frost Giants and Polar Trolls, engaging the experts of the Ice Plain."
"So, let the action begin!"
Eternal Night King Byron Herbert, had a wild smile on his face.
The power he utilized, he himself was not entirely sure he could control.
Twelve Blood Clan Dukes commenced their operations following his order.
Sky of the Nightfall Country.
A massive eye filled with tendrils slowly opened its eyelids, unnoticed.