Chapter 526: Battle on the Sea Surface

Is this the twisted ability of the Black Emperor's path? Above the gray mist, via "mind communication," Ke Lai En, who witnessed the earlier scene, makes a judgment in his mind.

The Prophet's Avatar's eyes flashed a pale blue light, and specks of brass‑colored glimmer outlined one mysterious symbol after another around him, eventually coalescing into a seal‑like projection.

As the seal formed, a bright yet non‑glare pale gold radiance erupted around him, and he immediately whispered in Dragon Tongue, "Certification: Invalid!"

With the "Certification" established, the once‑faint, wind‑drowned lilting song became clear again, and its graceful, bright voice drew the pirates on the One‑Eyed Skull back into enchantment.

Not far away on the sea, the Prophet's Avatar walked on the water as if on solid ground, only the long boots sinking slightly at the soles.

This is the empowerment from Ke Lai En above the gray mist; wielding the Sea God's Scepter, he can limitedly unleash the demi‑god level power of this path.

As he steps forward, another seal‑like projection appears before him, radiating bright light.

"Certification: Valid!"

With his chant, the lilting song echoing over the surrounding sea suddenly intensifies, becoming clearer, more pleasant, and even more captivating.

The next moment, an obscure, incomprehensible wave spreads from the One‑Eyed Skull's cabin outward, and wherever it passes, all sounds descend into chaos.

The previously clamor‑filled sea roar suddenly turns pleasant, while the once‑lilting song becomes sharp and grating, making one want to cover their ears.

Above the gray mist, Ke Lai En keenly notices changes on the sea surface and swiftly redirects his vision to the Prophet's Avatar.

On the sea, the Prophet's Avatar suddenly halts, and Ke Lai En, receiving the image in his mind, together with the Avatar's own insight and intuition, roughly understands what the hidden demi‑god is doing.

"He is altering some rules to create a combat environment favorable to himself."

"The best way to deal with a loophole‑seeking guy like this is violent dismantling."

While murmuring softly, the crystal sphere in the Prophet's left hand suddenly becomes dazzlingly transparent, its deep‑blue starlight rotating in a certain pattern.

The next moment, he lifts his right hand and pours spirit into the transparent crystal sphere.

Fragments of starlight float around him in defiance of physics; the surrounding sea's gravity seems to vanish, seawater instantly pours upward, and the One‑Eyed Skull, like a weightless feather, wobbles and drifts into the air with the water.

This state lasts less than a second before the nearly vanished gravity suddenly spikes, pulling the seawater and the One‑Eyed Skull back down to the sea.

In an instant, a massive lightning bolt illuminates the surrounding sea and strikes the upper cabin of the One‑Eyed Skull, the source of all distortion and chaos.

Boom!

Electric serpents begin to scramble, the wooden cabin erupts in crimson flames, and deafening thunder follows a beat later, echoing in the ears of the pirates scattered across the ship.

Immediately after, wave after wave of silver‑white lightning, brandishing claws, rains down densely, enveloping the entire One‑Eyed Skull, with some of the bolts purposefully striking a spot in the cabin.

At the moment the cabin is about to be struck, several massive bolts that were nearly interwoven suddenly separate, defying natural law, hugging the cabin as they plunge into the surrounding water, instantly lighting the nearby sea, with countless tiny electric serpents sizzling everywhere.

The pirates on the One‑Eyed Skull have not yet recovered from this series of events when many have already perished under the recent lightning strikes.

On the deck lie several bodies blackened and charred like burnt wood; the few who survived twitch all over amid the roaming electric serpents, hair standing on end, emitting a faint burnt odor.

The Sea King should have already noticed the commotion here and is on his way. I've drawn out that demi‑god; you find a chance to deliver a killing blow.

Understood. Remember to let the Sea Monster hidden beneath the surface seize a few pirates amid the chaos, while Ke Lai En above the gray mist responds and swings his Sea God's Scepter.

The surrounding storm's roar suddenly becomes crisp, half sharp as if it could pierce eardrums and brain, half low, rhythmically pounding the heart.

This gives the pirates on board an extremely unpleasant experience; they feel dizzy, blood surging rapidly throughout their bodies, as if it could spurt from their mouths and noses at any moment.

The state does not last long; the sharp wind quickly softens, the low tone becomes gentle and gradually diminishes, losing its original effect.

Specks of brass‑colored glimmer outline a scale‑like pattern before the Prophet's Avatar, exuding an indescribable aura of authority.

His gaze burns as he looks toward the One‑Eyed Skull ahead, and in a low voice he intones in Dragon Tongue, "Exile!"

An invisible, massive force materializes beneath the sailing ship, flinging the huge vessel into the air; under that tremendous power, the ship nearly disintegrates.

Amid a whimpering sound, a sudden fierce gust transforms into a hurricane beyond its limits, forcibly catching the airborne One‑Eyed Skull and pushing it toward the open sea. Below, on the sea surface, the Prophet's Avatar watches the scene calmly; the silver in his eyes fades, a pale blue radiance flows anew, outlining a mysterious symbol composed of layered, illusory doors.

The next moment, his figure vanishes abruptly, reappearing atop the One‑Eyed Skull now suspended in mid‑air by the hurricane.

Specks of brass‑colored glimmer wander across the ship, as if probing and altering something.

A scale‑like pattern forms before him, emitting a faint brownish glow, lending his voice an indescribable gravitas:

"Here, distortion of rules is prohibited!"

"Here, chaos of rules is prohibited!"

The two consecutive prohibitions, though insufficient to outright erase the opposing demi‑god's extraordinary abilities, effectively diminish the opponent's 'distortion' and 'chaos' effects.

The hurricane that had enveloped the One‑Eyed Skull returns to normal, no longer able to lift the entire sailing ship, and the sense of weightlessness suddenly spreads to everyone aboard.

Seizing the moment before the hidden demi‑god on board can react and respond, the Prophet's Avatar again simulates the Law Mage's ability, speaking in a low Dragon Tongue:

"Exile!"

Somewhere in the upper cabin, an invisible force surges, tearing the void apart and, with immense pull, hurling everything nearby into the void, destination unknown.

The Prophet's Avatar's body suddenly moves forward uncontrollably, propelled by the invisible force, crashing into the rift that tore the void.

As he draws near, he also sees clearly the figure still straining: black hair, golden eyes, a crisp formal suit, a mature, refined, handsome gentleman—typical of a Luen person, appearing no older than about thirty, yet his hairline has already receded beyond his years.

The Prophet's Avatar does not follow the opponent's expected undo "Exile", instead a slight smile curls his lips as he murmurs low:

"Exile!"

An invisible, massive force erupts suddenly, flinging both of them into the rift that tears the space.

Boom! The moment the two figures vanish, an explosive roar erupts around.

It is a terrifying sonic boom still mixed with the whimpering of the wind domain! The Sea King Ya En·Kao Te Man, still on his way, strikes from afar; on the sea, he is undoubtedly among the saints closest to angels.

A terrifyingly powerful mental "scan" sweeps the surroundings, searching for every abnormal spot.

The One‑Eyed Skull disintegrates outright in this sonic blast; the deck cracks inch by inch, countless planks scatter, the once‑standing mast shatters into several pieces, leaving only a framework supported by the keel.

The pirates on board fall into the sea along with the debris, blood gushing from their mouths, noses, and ears.

Most pirates have long since died, and a few higher‑ranked extraordinary beings are dazed, unable to resist.

Below the sea surface, several black, slick tentacles suddenly emerge, purposefully snatching a few semi‑conscious pirates and pulling them into the icy water.

Seemingly sensing the provocation, a wrathful will traverses the long distance and descends.

The dark clouds in midair split or rapidly coalesce, sprouting eyebrows, eyes, and a mouth, forming a human face—the face of Ya En·Kao Te Man.

His fury turns into howling gale, mixed with the wind domain's whimpering, like layers upon layers of sonic boom.

Meanwhile, silvery-white streaks darted through the cloud layer, condensing into thick silvery-white lightning that struck down together with a sonic boom.

Above the grey mist, Kelain's mouth twitched slightly—truly, what kind of person creates what kind of miraculous item; even his provocative style matches him exactly.

While cursing under his breath, he swiftly poured spirituality into the Sea God Scepter, vying with Sea King Yaen Koteman for control of lightning and storm.

In the sky, the lightning charged with fury suddenly scattered, turning into countless tiny electric snakes that darted across the sea surface; the layered sonic boom lost its force, becoming a whimpering gale that swept over the waters.

In the sky, the eyes and mouth of the human face torn from the clouds flashed with piercing silvery-white light, emitting a crackling sound, as if fury had been fully ignited.

An attack brimming with destructive and violent intent brewed within the clouds, while a fury-filled mental presence constantly swept the surroundings, trying to find the one who had just been secretly contending for control of the storm.

(End of chapter)