"Will there be green-skinned shadows in the Dragon's Holy Hall in the future!" In the last second before being swallowed by death, the minds of the two green-skinned beings echoed with these words, not fear.
"Destruction," the hundred-meter Sea Giant roared, shaking and toppling the fortress as if stepping on a toy. His palm sent the remaining fortress flying, accompanied by a fierce roar.
Yet he was not satisfied, crushing every shipwreck obstructing the harbor into pieces of wood, shattering debris on the sea surface, and tossing them afar.
He crossed the black sea surface of the harbor, driving the tides ashore, turning the coast into a new ocean.
"Let me bring destruction to you, death is your ultimate destination."
The God of Sharks Sekla strode toward the Golden City with the surging tide, soldiers densely packed on the long city wall. The fear among many soldiers brought the Sea Giant a sense of delight.
