And amidst Old Aegir's roar, the Great Serpent lying at the bottom of the abyssal sea showed no reaction at all, not the slightest intention of acknowledging him, as if it hadn't heard, or rather… a kind of indifference and disdain towards an ant waving its jaws before it.
Not all lives were worthy of this Great Serpent's regard.
And faced with this nearly undisguised contempt, the old sea god's expression turned exceptionally grim.
"Fine… You ignore me, then I shall slaughter all these ocean races tainted with your power and see if you will still remain indifferent!"
He chuckled coldly, and with a wave of the battle halberd in his hand, that vast army composed of colossal sea monsters and intelligent ocean races, unable to restrain themselves any longer, excitedly roared and charged towards the crude city before them.
And the snake-men who had already noticed the vast army before them tried to organize defensive forces to protect this city. However, even though these snake-men were valiant warriors, they still appeared utterly insignificant before this army of millions upon millions. Just those densely packed figures alone were enough to completely blot out the meager light above this small city.
Above, ahead, to the left, to the right…
Everywhere were abyssal behemoths dozens of meters or even over a hundred meters long, and those ocean race knights riding the behemoths as mounts. They howled, and simply by rampaging forward like this, this tiny city was directly ground to dust.
This unrivaled army did not halt in its tracks but spread out like a black tide, engulfing the entire seafloor. Wherever they passed, whether it was solitary intelligent species or established cities, everything would be annihilated by them in an instant.
War?
No, this was merely crushing, like squashing a tiny insect. Before this immense army, even a mountain would be trampled flat by them.
One undersea city after another was demolished. The numerous snake-men, mermaids, fish-men, and all kinds of other ocean races had no choice but to flee to their place of origin - Nanor.
That was the birthplace of these ocean races and also the largest city of the ocean races, capable of accommodating millions of inhabitants, covering an area of over dozens of kilometers.
It was precisely here that one bizarre ocean monster after another was born. In the eyes of these ocean creatures, this place was hallowed ground, and at this moment, this sacred land was also about to face its doom.
And facing this massive city not far away, regarded as holy land by the snake-men and fish-men, Aegir's gaze was ice-cold. With a wave of his hand, he was about to have his subordinate army raze this city to the ground, but at this moment…
"Rumble…"
Like a deep-sea earthquake, the ground beneath their feet quaked. The seafloor, accumulated with thick soil and rock, trembled, as if in the depths beneath the seafloor, a powerful force was surging.
The seafloor was splitting apart.
Deep fissures spread out on the solid seafloor, forming one deeply split undersea canyon after another. Then, beneath this seafloor, something unimaginably colossal seemed to be lifting the entire seafloor.
Accompanied by countless ocean races fleeing in panic, and the screams of terror and agony from those who didn't evade in time before being smashed into a pulp, beneath this city of Nanor, a majestic, vast, unimaginable thing slowly raised its head from under the seafloor.
The Great Serpent lifted its head.
Its scales were as immense as mountains. The fault lines between scale and scale were one deep chasm after another. Its apathetic and frigid pupils were as vast as a boundless lake. Accompanying its movements were countless earthquakes and maelstroms. Its deep exhalations formed massive undersea vortexes on the seafloor, sucking in those ocean behemoths and grinding them to shreds.
The city of Nanor, massive enough to accommodate millions, at this moment on its head, appeared like a small, exquisite crown.
Inside the city of Nanor, snake-men, fish-men, and merfolk all prostrated themselves on the ground, fanatically exclaiming praises to their deity in their hearts, exalting His might, exalting His greatness.
And this colossal being was indifferently looking down at that densely packed "vast army" before it, like a black tide extending from ahead all the way to a distant end that couldn't be seen.
Perhaps that army of millions and tens of millions was enough to make even the gods wary and the giants feel headaches, but in the eyes of this immense giant serpent, it was merely this.
Accompanying the Great Serpent's movements, everyone could also clearly see that beside it, along with its movements, one thick golden chain after another also emerged from the sea surface. The roots of the chains were deeply anchored into the seafloor, tightly straining the Great Serpent, their exposed parts firmly locked onto the Great Serpent's body, flesh, and even bones, making it arduous for the Great Serpent to move.
Most of its body was still firmly shackled, unable to move freely. All it could do was merely lift its head, but even just lifting its lofty head, this colossal being was still enough to strike terror into hearts.
And seeing all this before him, Old Sea God Aegir chuckled coldly.
"Jormungandr, you finally showed yourself."
The old sea god's resounding voice carried all the way to the distance, and the Great Serpent naturally heard it too.
The Great Serpent did not directly answer but took a deep breath as if it had just awakened, then nonchalantly sneezed.
"Boom!"
Two massive columns of air suddenly burst out from its nostrils. The surging air currents blasted out an empty area in the "vast army" before it.
Those ocean behemoths at the forefront, unable to evade in time, were instantly shredded into a pulp by the fierce air columns. Even those far away would be flung into the distance by the shockwaves.
Just this casual action alone had already caused the demise of at least tens of thousands of ocean races and behemoths.
Although compared to the number of this immense army, this was merely like a large tree losing a leaf. However, this still made the vanguard of this vast army feel uneasy, causing some disarray.
This innumerable army feared this colossal being.
Then, a low chuckle entered Old Sea God's ears, a voice that seemed to be mocking, yet also indifferent.
"Insect, are you speaking to me?"
…
Insect!
This lofty term, filled with faint derision and arrogance, made Old Sea God Aegir's forehead bulge with veins. He chuckled coldly.
"What exactly do you intend to do? Don't forget, you're just a prisoner."
He did not fear this colossal being before him, because he understood that this colossal being that once rivaled the gods was now merely a captive imprisoned at the bottom of the sea, never to see the light of day.
"A prisoner is preparing to find some servants. What, do you plan to obstruct me?"
The low voice, accompanied by the trembling of seawater, entered Aegir's ears.
Aegir's eyes turned gelid.
"Give up this sea region as a place for my servants to live. We won't interfere with each other. How about it, old one?"
The low voice remained, still filled with an arrogance that viewed everyone else as beneath contempt, as if what it said was a matter of course.
"Do you think you have the right to speak to me?"
The old sea god laughed sarcastically in rage.
"You're just a prisoner, imprisoned beneath the ocean, unable to break free. What makes you think you have the right to negotiate terms with me…"
"Do you truly believe…"
The Great Serpent's low voice interrupted the old sea god's words. Its tone gradually turned exceptionally frigid.
"That I can't break free from these chains…"
Under the old sea god's gaze, the Great Serpent's apathetic and frigid vertical pupils gradually contracted, slowly revealing a hint of savagery and madness.