"Heh heh heh. The Wormholes Realm and energy crystals are just the treasures you can see. The real prize—the very foundation holding up this world—is a massive world fragment."
"My foolish, insignificant master. Your shallow knowledge couldn't possibly support your ambitions of conquest."
"Just be a good little puppet. When I ascend to the realm of demigods once more, perhaps I'll satisfy those worldly desires of yours."
Broodmother Laito kept her head buried in the energy crystals, her beady eyes rolling up occasionally to steal a glance at Rommath. Behind those deceptively adorable eyes lay a deep, treacherous cunning.
…
Somewhere in an uncharted domain, the ocean boiled.
Guided by divine power, the sea was whipped into an unnatural, furious frenzy. A colossal tsunami surged forth, a breathtaking display of raw, churning devastation. Waves towered like mountain peaks, rolling toward the continent with the unstoppable momentum of a charging cavalry.
Rumble. Rumble.
