Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

Unless someone overturns their "self-perception".

"Although Nian doesn't support my rough handling of ingredients, the technique she taught me was to adapt to their inherent nature and transform them. She basically handled all the food this way, but I completely disregarded all of that and used enough force to make them submit, believing that I should be eaten."

"Eating and being eaten, killing and being killed, both advantageous positions need to be fought for. If you are afraid of falling into a disadvantageous position, you should fight back and become stronger. There is nothing to take for granted. The arrogant attitude of the 'fearfish' in its ecological niche really makes me happy to thwart it."

Thomas never had any sadistic desires for beings weaker than himself, and the same was true for the Terrorfish. Therefore, what he was targeting was not the species itself, but their arrogance as predators—and their cowardice as intelligent beings who dared not challenge stronger ones.

"Ok?"

However, Tomat began to waver on this judgment at the next moment.

An aura was gradually forming within Tomat's perception range.

And it seems to be overturning Tomat's understanding of the terror fish—no longer a cowardly and cunning creature that only strives for survival, has no individual will, and blindly perpetuates its species.

[Event] Fool's Past: Chapter Thirty-Five - Tranquil Galaxy

Dark clouds in the distance formed a pitch-black spiral, and the surging tides transformed into a massive vortex.

Despite being hundreds of kilometers away from the Fool, the grand spectacle was still visible to everyone on deck.

It happened so quietly that unless you turned your gaze in that direction, you wouldn't even realize these strange occurrences were happening.

Even after such a long journey, the vortex's spiraling arms could still slightly shake the massive hull of the Fool, while the sea winds that whipped up dark clouds intensified at all times.

"When did the sea become like that?"

Following Tomat's gaze, Ghost Shark was slightly taken aback upon seeing the scene, while Skadi, on the other side, did not dwell on the visual sensations. She sensed an ever-expanding aura a little later than Tomat.

"...Tomat, could this energy be..."

Skadi was very familiar with this scent.

But at this moment she found it hard to accept her own judgment, which is why she asked Thomas.

And Tomat also gave the conclusion that she couldn't believe at first—

"Hmm? This dampness mixed with a salty and fishy smell definitely smells like the 'fear fish'."

"But—"

This is a characteristic of the Fear Fish, or rather, the aura of the Sealings, but the gradually increasing—even frantically surging—intensity was truly unbelievable to her.

Whether it was Quintus, whom I encountered in Saltwind City, the high-ranking sea creature I met near the lighthouse, or even the being I once faced who was called a god...

It's probably impossible to compare with the aura emanating from the center of the vortex!

Disturbing the celestial phenomena and stirring up the sea—the mere spread of aura had such an effect. In Skadi's memory, perhaps only Tomat and his group could produce a similar effect.

Is this caused by the aura of the ferocious fish?

How is that possible?!

Clusters cannot combine their power, and there has never been such a powerful individual among the Sea Si!

“Note that they seem to have undergone some ‘changes’.”

Thomas offered a reminder—but only to the others, without showing any sign of wariness himself.

At this moment, unexpected changes continue to occur.

"Snapped!!!"

The crisp sound of shattering glass came from near the cabin. Garcia, whose eyes were glowing red instead of the normal blue, was rushing straight onto the deck, ignoring Alfonso's restraint, as if he was about to jump straight into the sea. Alfonso himself also did not look quite normal, because his left arm was now waving wildly and uncontrollably, and had swelled to almost twice its previous size.

"Garcia, what are you doing!?"

"@＃￥……＆￥%￥%……！！"

But Garcia could no longer respond to it in a muffled voice, instead uttering obscure syllables and completely ignoring Alfonso.

"It's out of control!"

A figure flashed in front of Garcia; it was Carmen, holding a lantern. The light from the lantern suddenly ignited, completely enveloping Garcia's body. The next moment, Garcia suddenly collapsed to the ground, howling in pain and rolling around on the ground. Alfonso also let out a low growl, half-kneeling and clutching his left arm.

Fortunately, the red light in Garcia's eyes soon faded, and Alfonso's swollen arm returned to its original size.

“There is…something…calling me…back…to become…a part of Him…”

"Captain...kill...kill...me!!!"

Garcia, whose level of anamorphism was significantly higher than Alfonso's, was unaware of what had happened, but he knew very well that he could not resist this "call" for long. If it weren't for Carmen's help earlier, he might not have even regained his current consciousness.

That sense of being born for this, of destiny, directly governs one's consciousness, and it feels that with each step forward it is surrounded by immense satisfaction, as if moving in that direction is the meaning of its existence.

But Garcia knew that was not what he meant.

That's the meaning of those monstrous creatures like the Fearfish.

"What happened? What's going on with the sea over there?!"

Carmen shouted, and Dario also arrived at the scene, hoping that those present could at least provide an answer.

Although he had witnessed the towering waves of the Great Quiet sixty years ago, he had never seen such a bizarre, colossal vortex, nor the spiraling clouds directly above, nor did he know what it represented.

But he was also certain that this was not a good thing, because the cold, damp, and evil aura, even though it was a hundred miles away from him, was still more intense to his senses than before, as if every pore was closing up on its own, afraid to breathe.

At this moment, all around was deathly silent.

and many more?

Dead silence?

With such a huge storm, why is there not a sound?

Carmen took out her communicator, which showed no signal.

But isn't this place very close to the Eye of Iberia?

How could a base station, which transmits signals, possibly have no signal at this distance?

An ominous word, one that sent chills down the spines of every Iberian, came to mind.

【Great Tranquility】

Signal missing.

The ocean went mad and began to devour the land.

Countless ferocious fish ravaged the land, and countless lives perished.

Is Iberia, which has lit its lighthouse again after sixty years, about to endure a second, unprecedented and far more terrifying silence than the first?

Even the saint Carmen, who had lived for over a hundred years, stopped thinking at this moment, not because he chose to give in, but because at this moment he simply couldn't think of any way to deal with it.

How should we deal with this terrifying ocean, which is far more devastating than any natural disaster?

If there is a culprit, how can we find him and stop him?

This is a topic that the Iberians have never explored before.

At this moment, the lighthouse light began to dim, not because the lighthouse went out, but because another light eclipsed it.

The ocean began to glow, a dark, cool, pale blue light.

They emerged from the seabed one after another, piercing the water's surface with light, even illuminating the entire ocean from below, and even reflecting this eerie light on the dense dark clouds.

Upon closer inspection, one would discover that they were countless groups of rotting, terrifying fish.

However, the tarantula itself does not decompose easily; it will decompose voluntarily when it is about to die—when it is unable to fight and is ready to sacrifice itself to other tarantulas.

Millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of decaying dinosaurs, forming a community, are radiating light as they float on the surface of the water, constantly being drawn into the center by the swirling currents of the eddies.

The scene resembled a glittering galaxy composed of corpses.

The sky transformed into a vast ocean, and under the pale blue light, the undulating clouds became ocean waves.

The ocean transformed into the starry sky, and countless terrifying fish gathered at the very center of the vast galaxy.

Silence, eeriness, yet breathtaking beauty.

[Event] Fool's Past: Chapter Thirty-Six - The Creation of Things

"Teacher! I went to the observation tower and saw that this phenomenon covers at least several hundred kilometers of the sea surface, and right at its center is that huge whirlpool more than a hundred kilometers away! If we don't activate the Fool's Ship, we'll be sucked in sooner or later!"

"Hundreds of kilometers!?"

Even the battle-hardened Carmen was taken aback by the omen of the Great Stillness, and after hearing about the scale of the phenomenon, Dario found it even harder to believe what he was about to face.

If every glimmer of light is a self-destructive, willingly consuming dinosaur, then what kind of monster would be bred by feeding all the dinosaurs in the ocean within a hundred kilometers?

He had seen cases where groups of dinosaurs voluntarily became food, thus giving birth to a powerful individual.

But never before has it been on such a scale. The scene before us seems to be turning all the terror fish in the entire ocean into nutrients—which contradicts the way the terror fish behave at its lowest level.

Even if powerful individuals are born, a sharp decline in the population means a greater risk of the entire population being wiped out. Therefore, under normal circumstances, only a few dozen dinosaurs will feed one dinosaur. Such a small number of "sacrifices" will not have any impact on the safety of the larger group.

But now they seem to be cultivating an extremely powerful individual at all costs, even disregarding the survival and continuation of the species.

This was a gamble that the judges had never known, neither after searching through historical records nor considering their own experience.

What changes have occurred in the ferocious fish?

"boom."

However, the anomalies did not end there.

A loud, muffled sound suddenly rang out on the deck.

"Well!!!"

Along with this, strange phenomena also appeared on the deep-sea hunters.

"Bang, bang!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!!!!"

The powerful, drum-like heartbeats were emanating from them at that moment.

Grandia, Skadi, and Specter all suddenly clutched parts of their bodies—chest, neck, or forehead—and looked pained and dazed, even struggling to stand.

This situation is extremely rare for them. As deep-sea hunters with superhuman abilities, even if they were stabbed with a large hole, it would not necessarily affect their movement. But now, without any external injuries or being able to sense any attack, they have become unsteady on their feet.