11 s.s.s

At this moment, not far from the sea's surface, the battle between the young captain and three Tier 5 Powerhouses was still fiercely raging.

The murderous intent on the faces of these four Tier 5 Powerhouses was so overwhelming, capable of splitting mountains and cracking rocks. Their powerful attacks repeatedly broke out, causing lightning and raging winds to blast all around them.

As their vast energies collided and deafening booms erupted, gigantic waves taller than the mountains swept across the sea's surface.

The aftershock of the waves kept splashing salty seawater onto the open-air deck where everyone was, leaving it drenched.

For a time, the sky was filled with turbulent clouds, and the sea was surging. The scene was incredibly shocking.

However, while the battle escalated between the four fighters…

Without any warning, the young Chosen Son of God and the three Tier 5 Powerhouses suddenly ceased their movements simultaneously. Their sharp gazes quickly turned toward the sky in the distance, apparently sensing something.

Other illusions on the ship also reacted quickly and looked in the same direction.

Next, everyone's expressions, including the young Chosen Son of God and three powerful Tier 5 Powerhouses, changed from disbelief to overwhelming shock.

The next second, giant waves a hundred times more frightening than before swept through and crazily engulfed everything in their path with lightning speed!

In an instant, the three giant ships from the opposing faction were torn apart by the raging waves and vanished into the surging sea.

For a moment, the whole scene was like the apocalypse had descended.

Just as the sudden torrential wave carried unstoppable force…

Without any suspense, it swallowed the four Tier 5 Powerhouses in its path and continued to approach the three-masted giant ship where everyone else was.

At that moment, the roar of the waves, terrified screams of the surrounding illusions, and the cracking sounds of the wooden ship came to an abrupt halt.

Accompanied by a dazzling flash of light before their eyes, everyone suddenly found themselves back in the dark and damp underground cave.

Since all this happened in the blink of an eye…

Leo Ray, after quite some time, finally came to his senses as he stared at the faint luminescence emitted by the magic moss and the now decrepit ship.

Gideon Black and the others also looked at each other with lingering fears.

As for Quinn Serena and the three other lords, except for her managing to remain standing…

The remaining Myla, Gabriel Jordan, and Patrick Pain had all fallen onto the deck, their faces pale with fear, gasping for breath.

Seeing this, Leo Ray, equally shocked, could not help but take a deep breath and tried to calm his restless heart.

That sudden, seemingly all-consuming colossal wave had undoubtedly exceeded everyone's expectations.

"I remember hearing from Jasper Richardson at the Elf Relics that during the Era of Blankness three thousand years ago, the one thing that could be confirmed…

Was that large-scale wars and disasters had taken place, leading to many ancient cities from various tribes being completely wrecked."

At this moment, looking at the worn-out ship beneath him that came from three thousand years ago, Leo Ray continued to think, "From this, it's clear that if I am not mistaken…

This ship's tragic demise was likely the result of such a calamity."

With this thought, Leo Ray slowly paced towards the now shabby circular helm, continuing to ponder, "Speaking of which, combined with the disappearance of the Chosen Sons from various tribes during the Era of Blankness…

And King West's conjecture about the gods neglecting this world for some reason after the Era of Blankness…

These scattered clues, if analyzed and deduced, could easily lead to the conclusion that…

A full-scale war between Ten Thousand Clans and the Gods might have taken place back then.

In the end, divine punishment from the furious gods led to the destruction of many majestic cities from various clans and the disappearance of their Chosen Sons."

Realizing this, Leo Ray gently caressed the faded wooden texture on the ancient helm…

Continuing to think, "However, if this is indeed the case, a new question emerges…

Since the Ten Thousand Clans were punished by the gods, the gods should have been more vigilant, reminding the clans of this lesson.

Yet why is there a gap in history, the so-called Era of Blankness, causing all the clans to forget everything? This clearly defies logic."

As he felt the rough, damp touch of the worn helm partially covered by the magic moss…

Leo Ray frowned and fell deep into thought: "More importantly, how do we explain the fact that the billions of Otherworldly Lords traversed multiple realms?

That's right, and the catastrophe that might occur in the future…"

At this point, Leo Ray could not help but shake his head in frustration, murmuring to himself: "All in all, this matter is definitely much more complicated than I imagined…

There must be more secrets hidden within, unknown to the world. And if I'm not mistaken…"