The raging ocean waves surged as the Trident hurtled through the sky.
Between heaven and earth, countless beings saw this scene, yet no one reacted.
They were all watching the spectacle, but in the eyes of different beings, the fools of this drama varied.
Some saw humans, some saw Divine Children, and some saw directly the Olympian Gods.
Like now, in a corner underwater, where the black fog was gathering and dispersing unpredictably. Located at the heart of the ceremonial track, Mephisto let out an odd laugh.
"So, are all these 'noble by birth' beings like this, or is it just the ones I have seen?"
"Lucky for him, if he were also a member of Silver Humanity, he probably wouldn't live past a month."
The voice echoed in the pitch-black depths of the sea, but no one responded to him, because there were no living creatures here, only some transparent souls floating beside him.
