The Original Seeker

"Marshal, we can't wait any longer. What shall we do next, please give your order!" Although Yamamoto still stood patiently and waited, the adjutant Kawada behind him has become somewhat under the tremendous pressure. Restless.

Suddenly appeared and disappeared suddenly, leaving only a bunch of disaster enemies, the mutant army standing on the other side of the battle line, and the raging natural disasters. Everything caused a headache for the adjutant in charge of handling specific affairs.

Coupled with the worries about the family in the rear, Kawada is now just letting himself calm down forcibly.

"No, his goal is not us. Rather, it's just the aftermath of a real battle." After taking back his perception from a great distance, Yamamoto began to order his men to retreat in an orderly manner.

"Kuchaki, you are right, this battle may have been futile from the beginning." After saying this to himself, there was a lonely look in his eyes.

"Follow your will." Kawada saw that the leader's eyes were wrong, and did not continue to question, but silently conveyed the order to the subordinate commander.

As an adjutant who stood out from the fierce competition, he was very clear about his own position. As a subordinate in a well-defined army, he should not have too many doubts about the chief officer. The questioning just now is actually a little bit beyond himself. The boundaries of it.

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"What happened to Yamato's tsunami?! In the intelligence, Baizhi Dadi didn't have the ability to create a tsunami, right?!" Although it is clear that the result is almost doomed, countless people are still closely watching the course of this war.

"There is also this kind of cooling that affects a country's celestial phenomena... At least ten corresponding Tier 6 superpowers are needed to be able to do it. When did the white land have such a background?"

"How strong is the power of Tier 7?"

"What the **** is that eye?"

The sudden change has brought more doubts to those who watched this battle from the periphery of Wanli.

"The real battlefield is not in Yamato." At this moment, the Red Witch King, standing at the highest level of the Witch Tower in South America, said something similar to Yamamoto.

Every Tier 6 master is paying attention to that battle in the way he is best at it.

With the help of the Witch Tower's bonus, he did not use satellites, and directly "seeed" the depths of the ocean, the surging psychic energy that surging to the extreme, colliding with the endless sea.

The real battlefield is in the deep Pacific Ocean thousands of kilometers southeast of Yamato Tianyuan Island.

Since the ocean was formed on the earth billions of years ago, it has been covered by heavy sea water, and sunlight can only be projected onto the surface water.

The deep sea is always dark.

But even in the dark, life is still gestating, and after the arrival of the Reiki Age, the eruption of submarine volcanoes has ushered in a completely reborn transformation for the creatures on the bottom of the sea.

This is the sea clan's base camp, where the Kesuli Temple City is located.

After more than ten years of investment in construction at no cost, the Temple City of Kesuri has become the center of the seabed race in various senses. The theocracy empire headed by the high priest Seres radiates its influence from the palace city to countless tribes around it.

Located in the dark and deep sea, Kesuli Temple City is a city that does not need light, and naturally there is no exaggerated decoration, because these are meaningless in the dark.

The beauty that cannot be seen is no different from **** for many marine people who are still in the primitive tribe era and have almost zero eyesight.

Of course, it does not include the shrine in the center of the palace, because the sea people who can enter the shrine are all powerful people who can see things in the deep sea. Under the guidance of Seres, they gradually have the same thing as it. Zerg aesthetics.

Tentacles, muscles, organs, and venom, these are mostly dark and scary descriptions to humans, and they can be seen everywhere here like the beautiful epic murals in the church.

All of them declare that they are very different from the civilizations of land-based human civilizations and land-based mutant creatures that are deeply influenced by human culture.

Psionic thick submarine granite is almost the only material for the construction of Kesuli. It is extremely difficult to smelt metals in the sea. Even with the aid of psychic powers and inexhaustible ore, steel still cannot become the main force in building a city.

But today, this piece of land, which has been covered by sea water for billions of years, seems to usher in its long-lost first ray of sunshine.

Ocean currents are cut off, seas are separating, and storms are roaring.

Under the unknown mighty force, this ocean was forcibly cut into an invisible wound. The wound continued to expand and crack, allowing warm sunlight to reach the depths of the ocean like never before.

The huge pressure brought about by the hundreds of millions of tons of seawater being squeezed away has never reduced this artificially created ocean gap by half. The chaotic air currents and violent ocean currents gradually form huge storms on both sides of the cut.

The waves of the squeezed sea water continued to propagate outward, and eventually turned into a tsunami that swept across the entire Pacific coast.

The tsunami facing Yamato is just the tip of the iceberg of ocean fury. It is just that, as the country closest to the core of the battlefield, they were the first to face the aftermath of the tsunami.

The seawater barrier thousands of meters thick was peeled off layer by layer, and a huge human figure composed entirely of light gradually formed in the gap.

The bare man swelled with the wound of the ocean, and it looked like he was tearing the ocean into two.

"I didn't expect this day to come so quickly." Amidst the stormy waves, a mental fluctuation spread from the depths of the divine palace.

Such a huge change happened above ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The high priest Seres, who is in the center of the Cthulhi Temple, is naturally impossible not to know, but such a direct method is far beyond its imagination.

It has imagined several strategies for humans to counterattack the sea race, but has never considered the current situation. There will be people forcibly in the center of the sea, using their own power against the sea, temporarily draining all the seawater in an entire area to straighten it. Pound Huanglong.

"It's over." Bai Mo now only wants to use the fastest speed to solve all the instability factors and officially start his next plan.

"No wonder... it turns out that you got the inheritance of that stalwart existence." Seeing the white ink appearing in the image of the light man, Ceres remembered the shocking figure that appeared more than ten years ago.

"Inheritance? Maybe it is." Bai Mo found that Serres seemed to have misunderstood something, but he didn't intend to explain more. After all, the light man did have an intricate relationship with him.

At the beginning, Bai Mo took the initiative to drain the sea water in the forward direction. After the full power output later, it was almost like the sea taking the initiative to make way for him.

The terrifying mental power was fully displayed at this moment.