After the brief intense battle, these deep-sea Naga who fell into the Abyss were completely wiped out.
What was left behind was another pile of fresh corpses.
Compared to those not-so-powerful ones dealt with earlier, these deep-sea Naga, who were later teleported back by the Son of the Sea God, were much stronger.
While powerful, one could clearly feel the Abyssal Power emanating from their bodies.
The impression was like that of those cultists and the beasts transformed by the Abyss that were once part of the World Scar.
Especially these strong beings among the Naga race, their bodies showed varying degrees of limb mutations.
Many changes had already penetrated deep within them, as one could observe carefully.
Including appearances, they seemed much more sinister compared to Matilda.
Their overall form still maintained that of the four-armed Naga.
Gazing at the corpses before her, Lucilia stretched out her hand and controlled the soul energy to drag out the soul of the Priest, who was just killed by Alka.
This Priest’s soul was filled with filth, with many parts skewed towards a demon-like form.
Controlling the soul, beginning to decipher the information within, Lucilia started searching for some of the information they wanted.
However, just as she began to inspect the soul before them, it exploded and dissipated into smoke before their eyes.
Other souls from the corpses vanished together.
"These souls were under someone else’s control and have dissipated," Lucilia said.
Alka looked at the situation, couldn’t help but smile: "It seems like the Son of the Sea God’s state is worse than we thought."
This situation perfectly illustrated that the Son of the Sea God did not want Alka and his companions to know his location.
The just occurred status appeared to be like bluffing.
Then there were only two possibilities.
One is he fears his father and that the Sea God would directly send divine punishment upon him if his exact location were known.
Two is he fears Alka and his companions would find him and eliminate him.
Because, indeed, if laid in the Golden Era, Alka and his companion’s strength would undoubtedly be considered powerful within the Demigod tier.
Normally, at the eighth stage one could begin Ascension to Divinity.
Alka is already at the seventh stage.
According to their speculations, in Ancient Times, the so-called Demigod tier probably started from the sixth stage, which is why within the Endless Sea at tier six one would begin to spread their fame.
Since this counted as a Demigod stage, one could use fame to stabilize some human souls within the world.
"So what do we do now? Do we just leave him be?" Chadite asked.
After all, the current situation isn’t ideal; World Scar needs support.
The sooner they collect the 12 towers, the sooner they can accumulate enough power for World Scar.
At this moment, one green vine after another sprouted from the ground, wrapping and dragging the surrounding corpses into the soil.
Matilda just watched these corpses, silently letting them be buried.
"They should have had a sea burial, returning to the ocean, but... they are criminals of the sea, and the Sea God will not guide them. Just bury them in the soil; it’s also a form of punishment."
Matilda murmured as one corpse after another was dragged into the soil by the vines and buried.
Lastly, even the surrounding simple buildings and items in the camp were dragged into the soil by her.
She sat there blankly, not knowing what she was thinking.
Observing the situation, Jason suddenly elbowed Pororo beside him.
Pororo looked at him, his eyes filled with inquiry.
Seeing this situation, Jason took a deep breath, veins pulsing on his forehead.
"Can’t you see she’s not in a good state now, not in the right mood? You should go comfort her."
Hearing Jason remind him quietly by his ear, Pororo suddenly realized and nodded, striding forward.
He walked all the way to Matilda’s front.
Looking at Pororo standing before her, Matilda raised her head to look at him, her face filled with confusion.
Her eyes conveyed inquiry.
Pororo’s giant palm covered Matilda’s back, pulling her over to lean against him.
He had learned this from Alka previously, and it seemed quite useful.
Matilda leaned against him, momentarily even more confused.
Then she reacted, looking up to stare at Pororo’s face.
"Pfft, hahahaha."
For some reason, she started laughing inexplicably.
"What’s wrong?" Pororo lowered his head curiously and asked.
"Nothing," Matilda said, smiling.
Although the process seemed a bit awkward to the others, at least the outcome was good enough; they couldn’t ask for too much.
Alka looked at Chadite, then smiled and said, "He thought by dissipating these souls and hiding his location from us, he could continue to evade us.
Clearly, he was overthinking it; he won’t escape."
As Alka spoke, a golden light flashed in his eyes.
Initially, he couldn’t see anything, but the Son of the Sea God insisted on integrating the Abyssal breath with a strand of his soul’s breath, merging into that monster to speak with them.
When Alka spoke to him earlier, he stirred his emotions, intending to exploit such a flaw and see where his soul’s breath extended to precisely hide.
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