Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 54 Undersea City
Inside a palace deep in the ocean.

The old sea god Egil has been acting strangely lately, because in the ocean he rules, strange sea monsters have been appearing frequently.

He often encountered sea monsters, such as octopuses with tentacles as thick as houses and bodies as large as small mountains; enormous sea turtles that were often mistaken for islands when they surfaced; and sea snakes that were over a hundred meters long and devoured countless creatures... There were countless such sea monsters in his ocean.

In fact, there are many creatures in this ocean that even the old sea god Egil has never seen before, because many species are often found only once a day, and are difficult to identify. As for these strange and unfamiliar sea monsters, the old sea god Egil doesn't care. Only those sea monsters that have reached a certain size will attract his attention.

However, this sea monster surprised him greatly.

"Is this the sea monster?"

The old sea god, his hair and beard white, spoke as he gazed at the creature before him.

"Yes, my father."

Beside him, a wave goddess with the upper body of a beautiful woman and the lower body of transparent water spoke softly to him.

The Nine Wave Sisters often appear in the form of waves, patrolling the entire ocean. They are the capable assistants of the old sea god Aegir in managing the ocean, and the Nine Wave Sisters often assist their father in many matters.

Egil was, after all, quite old.

In this world, even gods are not immortal; deities also age.

However, more often than not, the aging of deities is due to having seen too many things, so their mentality gradually and irreversibly begins to age, causing their outward appearance to age along with their soul.

It's not that God has grown old, but rather that God's mindset has aged.

And so it was the same for Egil. Born in that chaotic era, he had lived for far too long and no longer had the energy to manage the ocean. Most of the time, he could only rely on his daughters to help him.

But looking at the creature before him, even old Egil, who had experienced countless things, frowned deeply.

"Ho ho..."

Before him, a half-human, half-fish monster struggled fiercely. Its form looked somewhat like a hunched, short human with claws covered in scales and sharp claws, webbed and mucous membrane-covered lower limbs, and a head that resembled some kind of ferocious deep-sea fish, yet it had eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

It struggled to break free from the ropes binding it in the seawater, making hoarse sounds that seemed to be some kind of unintelligible language.

Clearly, this sea monster possesses intelligence.

In fact, these sea monsters not only possessed intelligence, but also had the concept of civilization.

The Nine Sisters of the Waves have witnessed these creatures in various places taming sharks and whales as mounts and hunting in the ocean with crude bone weapons in their hands.

Without a doubt, this is a civilization of considerable standing.

Civilizations composed of marine life like these are not uncommon in the ocean, but what's strange is that these sea monsters seem to appear out of thin air, possessing considerable civilization from the moment they appear, which is quite puzzling.

As the nine wave sisters patrolled, they discovered more and more of these sea monsters over the course of many days. Feeling puzzled, the nine wave sisters captured one of these fish-man sea monsters, trying to get their father to make a decision.

Old Egil pondered for a long time before asking a question.

Where did you first see this sea monster?

"The Netherlands Sea".

The goddess of the waves answered from the side.

After the old sea god asked a few more questions, and the goddess of the waves answered them in detail, old Egil nodded, then looked at the sea monster in front of him with a deep look of contemplation on his face.

Before him, the fish-man monster showed no respect whatsoever; instead, it became restless, trying to break free of its restraints and roaring at him.

This is not normal.

As the god of the sea, the ocean itself was almost born with him. All life born from the ocean would instinctively revere him, unlike this sea monster, which not only showed no reverence for him but also roared and threatened him.

"This is absolutely not something that should exist in the ocean!"

In an instant, the old sea god's gaze sharpened like an arrow. Were the Aesir finally preparing to seize his power? Or were the Vanir gods dissatisfied with his monopolization of such a vast sea? Or perhaps, were the giants preparing to cause trouble…?

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts had already crossed the old sea god's mind. His deep vigilance against the intruder made him instantly think of countless possible masterminds behind the scenes.

He reached out towards the fishman's head.

Looking at this ordinary hand, the fish-man felt uneasy and began to roar and struggle instinctively, but he was powerless to break free of the sea ropes, and the hand still reached towards his head...

"Bliss..."

As if corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid, the fishman's screams were accompanied by the melting of the places the old sea god's hand touched. Before he could even scream for a few more seconds, the fishman was lifeless.

Feeling the still-trembling merman brain in his hand, the vague memories contained within, and the faint yet familiar power emanating from the merman, the old sea god's pupils were filled with astonishment. No matter how much he guessed, he never imagined it would be...

……

"Roar!"

Deep in the ocean, a ferocious sea monster holds a metal harpoon, led by numerous sharks and enormous whales, among other creatures of various kinds.

At the heart of this vast and mighty army, the white-haired old sea god, clad in armor and holding a halberd he hadn't used in a long time, stood atop his chariot, his silence carrying an invisible sense of oppression.

Bound by the will of the old sea god, this massive underwater army marched in a certain direction. Along the way, countless sea monsters obediently joined them, making this already enormous army even larger.

This is the immense power that the old sea god has accumulated over tens of millions of years.

With the marine races possessing heavy armor and weapons as the main force, and the mindless yet incredibly powerful sea monsters as their servants, forming an army of millions, even tens of millions, even the Aesir gods would not be willing to fight against such a massive army in the ocean environment.

Giants and gods were wary of the old sea god for this very reason and dared not act rashly.

However, the old sea god Egil showed no joy on his face as he commanded this seemingly invincible army; instead, he became even calmer.

He knew that if things were really as he thought, even this seemingly powerful and invincible army might not be able to win...

……

Along the way, the strange fish-men swimming in the sea, the turtle-men with heavy shells... all sorts of strange and unusual creatures that had recently appeared were mercilessly eaten and wiped out by this huge army.

If needed, this massive army would even feed on the sea monsters within its ranks. These enormous sea monsters served as both servants and rations. In any case, there was no shortage of anything in the ocean except for countless sea monsters, so it didn't matter at all.

As he continued his journey, the sights beneath the sea only made the old sea god Aegir's gaze grow increasingly cold.

Deep-sea canyons, desolate underwater volcanoes, underwater deserts, coral forests...

Although not many, it seems that these strange species can be found everywhere.

Mermaids with human upper bodies and fish lower bodies, bizarre fish-men who are neither human nor fish, half-human and half-snake, snake-men with eight arms, and shark-headed fish-men...

The sight of all sorts of strange and unusual creatures made the old sea god Egil almost turn ashen-faced.

When did so many strange and wonderful things appear in his ocean?

This point, however, brought his anger to its peak after he saw something.

A city nestled atop a majestic mountain range, inhabited by a diverse mix of mermaids, fish-men, and snake-men. Within this simple stone city, fish-men, wielding harpoons, vigilantly observe their surroundings as guards, while mermaids adorned with flower wreaths swim freely in the sea, singing with their naturally melodious voices. Majestic snake-men, dressed in exquisite garments and wearing crowns, rule this underwater kingdom.

However, in the eyes of the old sea god Egil, this city was not located on any mountain range, but rather on the scales of a giant serpent. This giant serpent, which should have been sealed away, had already developed one or more cities on its body, and in these cities, serpent priests were devoutly singing praises to their god.

Gripping his halberd tightly, the old sea god Egil's forehead veins bulged, and his surging anger finally made him roar.

Jormungandr!

(End of this chapter)