Aquila suddenly stirred, jolted awake from its deep slumber of endless murmurs of the Black Tide that tormented and ravaged its mind.
A familiar yet abhorrent aura, like a stone thrown into stagnant water, disturbed its perception—it was the Skyfolk, those who had once abandoned it and fled this land!
At this moment!
Just when those damned, tormenting whispers of the Black Tide had finally paused for a moment, allowing it to curl up and snatch a brief moment of peace!
These children of humanity, who had once abandoned it, dared to return to its territory!
What is the meaning of this?! A surge of provoked rage instantly overwhelmed its remaining rationality.
Back then, you chose to leave! And now you come back?
I tell you, this is an invasion!
Apart from that strange duo that appeared out of nowhere recently, whose mere presence made it feel that a single move might lead to its complete annihilation, no one has ever dared to so brazenly "invade" its territory!
Fury replaced exhaustion, and a chaotic will drove its massive, twisted divine body.
Its metal wings vibrated violently, tearing through the air with a piercing shriek and majestic divine might, as it recklessly charged towards the source of those uninvited guests' auras!
...
"Attention! Aquila's position has moved! Extremely fast! Three thousand meters away!" Aglaea's urgent warning shattered the heavy silence hanging over the Eye of Twilight.
The atmosphere of the entire team instantly tensed!
"Two thousand meters!" Aglaea's countdown was like the beat of a death knell.
Hearing this, Mydei stepped forward without hesitation, his massive form like the sturdiest bulwark, standing firm at the very front of the group.
He clenched his fists, bumping them together as if warming up. His gaze was sharp, his muscles taut, ready to meet any incoming impact.
"One thousand meters!" Aglaea's tone became even more urgent; everyone could hear the sound of a massive object approaching at terrifying speed!
At the rear of the team, Terravox, whose body was like a mountain, sank slightly, his enormous feet stomping heavily onto the ground.
A profound and condensed power of Earth spread outwards from him, silently reinforcing and stabilizing the ground beneath everyone's feet.
He even subtly altered the local terrain, constructing a secure escape route for the team, just in case.
"Five hundred meters!" Aglaea's warning nearly became a sharp cry!
A deep, dusky purple light coalesced in Castorice's hand, forming a massive scythe imbued with an aura of tranquility and finality.
Castorice cleaved open the gate to the Nether Realm here, exchanging a glance with Pollux, who was submerged in the River of Souls. The sisters' hearts were as one, ready to invoke the laws of the River of Souls at any moment.
"Boom—!!!"
It was the terrifying sonic boom of an object tearing through the atmosphere at extreme speed!
Immediately after, everyone's vision suddenly darkened!
A colossal "strange bird," spreading enormous wings composed of mysterious metal, audaciously blocked all the light projected from the distant Eye of Twilight's firmament!
Hyacine looked up at the immensely oppressive divine form of the Sky Titan before her, radiating madness and destruction. Instinctively, she held little Ica tighter in her arms.
Her heart pounded violently in her chest, but her gaze did not waver. She took a deep breath, forced herself to calm her mind, and with determined eyes, bravely met Aquila's chaotic and violent gaze.
"Interesting..." A voice with a metallic, grating quality exploded like thunder directly into everyone's minds; it was Aquila's psychic fluctuation.
"I thought that any descendant of the Skyfolk daring to set foot on this sacred land again would surely be one of the clan's mightiest warriors, one in ten thousand. I never expected..."
The voice carried undisguised disappointment and mockery. "A physique as strong as a winged beast? Exquisite combat skills? Unfortunately, I see none of these in you. You don't even... seem like a warrior."
Under such terrifying pressure, Hyacine's face paled slightly, but she straightened her spine and responded clearly, without flinching. "True strength isn't solely defined by a powerful physique and superb combat skills."
"Oh?" Aquila's voice held a hint of amusement, as if it had heard something laughable. "What gives you the confidence to say such a thing? Is it these people beside you?"
Its consciousness swept over the group standing ready. In its eyes, these people lacked the aura of authority; it considered them no threat.
"A siren? A Dromas? That little girl with the scythe does possess a somewhat unpleasant aura of the authority of Death... but that, and only that, is it."
At this moment, Aquila, blinded by rage and the chaos of the Black Tide, had yet to realize that it was about to face a group of players who had been given cheats by the administrators.
"No need to waste words with it, let's finish this quickly!"
Mydei's roar shattered the stalemate of facing the Titan.
Before his words had faded, his massive form shot out like a cannonball, the ground cracking inch by inch beneath his powerful stomp!
Facing Aquila's enormous divine body, he showed not a trace of fear. One arm, covered in metallic armor and bulging with muscles, used sheer strength to precisely grip the base of one of Aquila's giant wings!
"Roar—!" Aquila let out a cry mixed with shock and agony, trying to break free, but Mydei's strength far exceeded its expectations.
Then, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded—using his forward momentum, Mydei suddenly twisted his waist in mid-air, executing a near-primitive over-the-shoulder throw, actually swinging the mountain-like Sky Titan completely around!
"Get... down here!"
With Mydei's roar, Aquila's colossal divine form transformed into an uncontrolled projectile, hurled with a piercing shriek!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!
One after another, teeth-grinding impacts and collapses resounded.
Aquila, like a giant bowling ball, powerless to resist, smashed through several ancient, sturdy walls, crushed vast expanses of palace ruins, and carved a shocking path of destruction through the already dilapidated city-state!
Mydei stood tall in the large open space he had cleared, looking around. A strange, unprecedented feeling of exhilaration from demolishing the obstacles before him surged through his heart.
He shook his slightly numb arms, an inexplicable thought flashing through his mind: Why had he never realized before that wrecking someone else's home... felt this good?