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In other words, it—or rather, "He"—has already ascended to godhood among the terrifying fish.

At this moment, Amaya understood the Butcher's longing and ambition, and successfully merged with him. The energy contained in the countless bodies of the Terrorfish surged into her body, and Amaya's and the Butcher's auras immediately surged, increased wildly, and intensified! Her emotions at this moment were fifty times higher than ever before!

If the Terrorfish are destined to become a supreme species that embraces all things and unites all, then it should not be confined to the current will of a large group that cares nothing for anything but survival!

She no longer runs away from the fear and confusion of the unknown, as well as the positive emotions and desires that come with them! Does having the same emotional ups and downs as humans mean she is no longer worthy of being called a Terror Fish or a Sea Child?

Seaweed is not such an inconvenient thing!

Having these emotions and feeling depressed about them is not a sign of falling back into the depravity of humanity that one despises. Just as the dinosaur mimics humans simply to embrace more possibilities!

The Haisi I admire is willing to accept more and make greater changes for a new future! Why can't I do the same? Should I rigidly define myself for them?

Today, the Amaya have evolved from one-sided worship into something truly integrated with the mind and body of the sea!

An overwhelmingly domineering and insanely arrogant person... what in the ocean could possibly withstand such a terrifying being? What in the world of Terra could possibly stand against him?!

[Event] Fool's Past: Chapter Thirty-Eight - Less Talk

Let's return to the present.

On the deck of the Fool, a strange yet beautiful silhouette appeared silently.

It has a form that is very close to that of a human, with similar body proportions and limb shapes, but upon closer inspection, its hands have sharp claws, and its feet are similar to those of a feathered beast.

The body, with its feminine curves, radiates a dim, luminous glow, while shimmering blue stripes cling to its body, running from the bottom up around its chest, abdomen, and back, and wrapping around its hands and feet.

Beneath the crown-like head structure lies a light-white substance that resembles both long silver hair and a veil or headscarf, while at the shoulders, a cape-like structure extends down to the waist.

It has no obvious facial features, just like wearing a mask with only a facial outline. It has no expression, but there are stripes that shimmer with blue light in the eye area to construct the most basic facial features. Even so simple, it still makes people feel that it has a beautiful—even alluring face.

The front and hips are decorated with wave-like embellishments, like decorative embellishments on the edges of a dress. The whole body looks like it is wearing a set of close-fitting and revealing sexy clothes, or a holy robe that exudes a sense of nobility.

But upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that those are not clothes at all, but simply extra parts that have grown out of its body.

A long, slender tail with a caudal fin extends from behind, wrapping around the thighs and creating a slight indentation, while the scale-covered wings on the head slowly flap, scattering tiny golden glints wherever they go.

Good evening, everyone.

This is the voice of Amaya, but it also seems to be mixed with the sound of the ocean waves.

Calm, serene, yet with a captivating sense of joy.

Thomas stood at the bow of the ship with great interest, looking at the unknown creature that had appeared there, stroking his chin as he pondered something.

The others also remained silent, but their faces lacked the composure that Tomat possessed.

They all frowned deeply, standing still without making any further movements, but judging from the slight trembling of their bodies, they seemed to be exerting their strength very hard.

"Move! My body! Why won't you move!"

The hunter and the judge were somewhat bewildered by their inability to move.

For the first time, they exhibited the physical stiffness that typically occurs when someone is frightened or facing great danger.

If each of them had a danger alarm based on subjective judgment, sirens would probably be blaring by now.

"The starry sky at sea is so beautiful."

Ignoring the expressions of the crowd, it raised its head and continued speaking as if no one else was there:

"We... are all fools, fools trapped on a ship, drifting blindly."

"Fish are driven by instinct, humans by desire."

“The small boat named ‘Earth’ also floats on the vast ocean of Terra.”

"Terra, meanwhile, drifted aimlessly among the vast galaxy, continuing to lose its way in the boundless sea of ​​stars..."

A sense of emptiness welled up from the Butcher, and then it slowly turned its gaze to the people around it.

"Whenever we break through a certain level and no longer have to be fools adrift in the past, the next level we enter is just entering a completely new ocean—we have simply changed to a bigger ship and continue to be fools in a bigger sea."

"Evolution and growth are endless, and I have come to realize the fact that I am a perpetual fool."

"However, I also understand that even if I am still a fool, I have entered a much wider ocean, and I have gained the power and wisdom that you who play in shallow ponds can never reach."

The Amayas abhorred the various barriers that arose between nations and races due to their differences.

That's why I yearn for the ocean, which has no national boundaries.

That's why I hope to become like the dinosaur, which transcends nationality, race, form—even our life forms.

Now, she doesn't even want to be confined to the form of being afraid of fish.

Beyond nations lies the entire land; beyond the land lies the united ocean; after ruling Terra, one journeys to the boundless starry sky; and after dominating the starry sky, one ascends to a higher existence.

Even if she could never shake off her identity as a fool, she had no intention of stopping.

Now, this idea has made her prepared to accept everything, or rather—unable to let go of anything.

"Assimilate with me and together we will embark on a bright future."

The Butcher first approached the hunters.

She paused slightly in front of Skadi, then made a whispering gesture.

Skadi heard those words very clearly.

The butcher said:

"I no longer need your answer."

For some reason, Skadi suddenly felt a strange sensation welling up inside her.

It was as if something wanted to respond to the Butcher's puzzling words, but the response was definitely not from her own thoughts.

Then, with its eyeless face, it looked at the judges and the others.

"Or they may hunt each other down, becoming unambitious fools who will eventually be eliminated."

The Butcher was not breathing, but they all felt a kind of life-pulsating shock spreading from its body. This pressure made them keep their nerves on edge, trying to regain control of their bodies.

"You've only gained this little bit of power, and you're already so capable. This kind of growth makes you want to give a speech. Do you think I'm going to talk for three days and three nights?"

Just then, an impatient voice abruptly interrupted the butcher's words, which seemed poised to continue.

The contemptuous, mocking tone—completely different from the Butcher's previous words, entirely plain language—instantly drew everyone's attention back to Tomat, rather than continuing to be subjected to the former's verbal oppression.

"Don't pretend to be a philosopher and spout a bunch of grand theories like a fucking philosopher writing essays. You'd better get the hell out of here."

Thomas looked the Butcher up and down, from its crown to its feet, as if carefully examining every cell in its body.

And he never stopped talking.

"The lines I wrote over the years are more interesting than your sentiments. Sentiments show that you're still a complete idiot. Increased strength won't make you smarter. Stop talking nonsense and just fight."

At this point, Tomat suddenly chuckled, as if recalling something amusing, then lowered his voice slightly and asked with a hint of mockery:

"By the way, when you were talking earlier, you looked at everyone except me, and you didn't speak to me at all. Could it be..."

Thomas paused, deliberately feigning disbelief, and continued:

"Are you afraid of me?"

[Event] Fool's Past: Chapter Thirty-Nine - You're Not Worthy?

The figure of the Butcher vanished the instant Tomat finished uttering the last syllable of his name.

Where it stood, on the sturdy deck of the Fool, a crack marked with a bird's claw remained.

Then the enormous impact exploded here, instantly blowing everyone more than ten meters away from their original position.

It seems to want to prove Thomas's inference wrong through its own actions.

Whether it's to prove something to Tomat or to prove something to itself, nobody knows.

However, just as its sharp feet, accompanied by a sonic boom, sliced ​​through the air and ignited with the light generated by high-speed friction in the sea breeze, heading straight for Tomat's face, two dark figures arrived in front of it at an even faster speed.

"Bang--!!!!!"

The deafening sound of the two colliding briefly shattered the silence, followed by a violent outward surge of waves tens of meters high emanating from the Fool.

The massive ships, some over 10,000 tons, trembled, and seawater splashed onto the deck, soaking the clothes of most people—except those in the heart of the conflict.

Tomat stood still, without changing his stance, while in front of him stood Skadi wielding a greatsword and Gladys, holding a long spear. The weapons in their hands were crossed, and at the point of overlap, they blocked the Butcher's kick.

The aura emanating from both sides, which had already formed distinct air currents and rays of light, was now dispersing the water spray flying towards them, as if creating a fierce battle zone that no matter could penetrate.

However, even though the Butcher was still confronting Skadi and Gretia, it bypassed the two in front of it and turned its attention to Tomat, who was standing behind them with his arms crossed.

Even though it doesn't have eyes exposed, Skadi and the others can still feel that the other's "gaze" avoids them.

"Completely still..."

The Butcher spoke to Tomat.

Meanwhile, its long, slender, silver-white legs, which seemed to be only seen in model magazines, continued to push forward with its bird-claw-like feet without showing any signs of exerting force, creating a stalemate with Skadi and Grandia, who were raising their weapons to resist—and even showing a slight tendency to force them back.

Because the first to make a screeching sound from their feet and gradually move backwards was Skadi and her friends.

"Do you feel that even if someone gets this close, you can react in time?"

"You still really believe they can stop me before I can hit you?"

The Butcher's question went unanswered by Tomat, but Skadi and Gretia's actions had already provided the answer to its question.

"Aaaaaaah!!!!"

One step, two steps, three steps. As the two stubbornly advanced, the Slaughterer, who had seemed to be showing off his strength, was now the one being forced back. In the next moment, Goredia had already withdrawn her spear, leaving Skadi to fight alone.

Then a cold light pierced towards his head—

Only then did the Butcher take the action it should have taken during the initial collision. Using its other foot as a fulcrum, it suddenly lowered its body to avoid the long spear that whipped up wind blades. At the same time, it instantly retracted the foot that had been resisting Skadi's greatsword, and then kicked out again like a spring stretched to its limit.

If the previous stalemate was merely a temporary change of tactics by the hunters after their sudden intervention, a confrontation initiated to show off their power, then this is now a proper attack.

—Enjoy the attack that should have been delivered to that man!

The butcher's kicking leg disappeared.

At the same time, Goredia and Skadi also disappeared.

At this moment, Tomat turned to the side, seemingly to avoid something, while at the same time a small black dot could be seen rapidly ascending into the sky.