Chapter 1361 - 640: Half-Step Sun King, Church Meridian

Since Byron swung his sword towards the Harvest Goddess in the sky, the dark clouds have never gathered again.

Now only a blood-red setting sun remains on the horizon, painting the entire sea red, as well as the ghost ships scattered across the sea like giant beasts.

On the battlefield, the sounds of battle cries gradually diminished, the screams of the many Deep Sea Clan members from the Deep Dive Church faded to silence, and perhaps it was an illusion, but the seawater under the sunset seemed three shades redder.

With the fall of the last Clan Pseudo-God, voices rose across the battlefield:

"Praise our Lord!"

"Long live the Emperor!"

"Praise the Wild Hunt King!"

"Hahaha, we won! We actually annihilated an Old God Church."

"Not just one, we annihilated two, heavily damaged five!

The Blood Beast Nest and the entire Deep Dive Church were destroyed, causing heavy losses to the Druid Sect, Pure Evil, Worm Cathedral, and the Voodoo Sect.

Even the Twilight Church, in the best condition, suffered heavy losses and lost the Archbishop Iron-blood Knight Ganggro.

This is the greatest victory we humans have had since the invasion of the Ancient God’s Chosen Races at the Corridor of Truth."

"Did you record it all with the Shadow Stone?

Once the lighthouses are built along the coast, it will be broadcast repeatedly across human kingdoms of Grand Wizards, boosting morale. The day of counterattack is not far away..."

Nobody cared about what specific methods their Emperor used to achieve this great victory, for history is written by the victors.

Undercover infiltration can be turned into bravely breaching enemy lines, a surprise backstabbing assault can be described as preempting the enemy, and any scandal with Lilith can be seen as a heroic sacrifice...

In the legends passed down by humans, the image of "Messiah" Saint Byron would only become more majestic!

Splash...

The Divine Kingdom opened anew, and the Ocean Subhumans who had taken refuge there returned to the sea.

With their natural racial advantages, they quickly cleaned the battlefield, collecting spoils of war.

Some dragged the bodies of dead Sea Monsters ashore, clearing away the remnants of battles left in the Undersea Kingdom.

Others salvaged the sunken bronze cannons, swords, and Miracle Objects from the sea, hauling them to the largest nearby island, where the Imperial fleet also docked to rest for the night.

This large island, called Dolphin Bay, with forests, fresh water, and arable land, made a perfect starting harbor for their return.

Engineers had already begun surveying overnight, preparing to establish a permanent military port here.

Back then, Noah’s Ark was also stuck at the edge of this island, discharging pollution into the sea that caused countless creatures to mutate.

With Byron, the Father of Monsters, present, all pollution naturally became a thing of the past.

Every time the Ocean Subhumans looked up at the towering figure on the island, it felt like a dream.

It’s hard to believe the dark clouds that had loomed over the Ten Great Undersea Kingdoms for decades had finally dispersed today.

But soon, their disbelief was transformed into endless fervor.

At this moment, Byron was their sun!

"That Emperor is the grandson of our Sea King’s Majesty; from now on, Ocean Subhumans finally have a backing."

"By the way, they say the North Sea Empire is located at the end of the Third Ring Current Zone, we’re at the starting point of that circulation; once the port is built, the North Sea Empire will station troops here.

We should first help them clean up Dolphin Bay; with stationed troops, we will feel more secure."

"Let’s go, let’s go together!"

A group of simple Ocean Subhumans, caring more about offering help than restoring their homes, rushed to the island to lend a hand.

After Byron and Alice eradicated the last remnants of the virus, they began to count their harvest.

Byron had already used the Sword in the Stone to recycle the polluted members of the Deep Dive Church back into the world.

Alongside practicing the motto of the Storm Knight and Lancaster Family: "I am the vanguard," his spirituality had finally advanced to 24.9.

Previously, Byron couldn’t decipher where the nutrients went when the Sword in the Stone returned those corrupted beings to their origins, only assuming they were reintegrated into the world itself.

But now, after connecting with Araiyer, Byron could distinctly feel that the world was composed of several parts.

The main body returned to basic human capital: the collective unconscious and Araiyer, with only a small portion being restored to nature and focal points.

Byron pondered:

"If my guess is correct.

Many of the upper layer’s irrationalities within the Material World can be explained.

The Great Flood ignited by the Sea of Origin Matter was a disaster for all life, but for the world itself, it might have been a long-awaited divinely granted opportunity!

After all, in a world without magic, such collective consciousness would not exist.

The Sea of Origin Matter is indeed a brutal invader, yet the interests of the victims might not align.

Of course, these matters are not yet within my concern; I can explore them once I’ve reached the highest levels of the mortal world."

At this moment, [Hidden: Prophecy, Royal Iron and Mad Hunt Deity Woden’s Prophecy on the Revival of his Race, Historical Impact 69] had reached a decryption rate of 90%, yet halted without further advancement.

Now Byron had achieved accomplishments equal to or surpassing the Pirate Emperor Blue Dragon King Reinhardt.

But he speculated that to achieve 100% decryption, he might need to become a supreme being among humans and completely unveil a new Chapter in Bayfolk history.

"Take it slow; I’m still young, no rush. Endurance alone could outlast those old beings."