Full-time Creation Master

In the deepest part of the ocean, a pitch-black darkness slowly spreads.

In the darkness, a bloodthirsty aura emanated from within, a fierce and chilling presence that sent shivers down one's spine.

Where darkness passes, the seawater becomes icy cold.

The Shark Empire quietly appeared, led by a minor emperor-level Shark King named Shark Azure.

It has a human body and a shark tail, and its entire body is covered with dark black scales.

Its fangs were exposed, and its eyes were fierce and bloodthirsty.

Behind them followed a group of enormous shark-like beasts with exposed fangs.

The ranks range from Commander-in-Chief to Supreme Monarch.

Its imposing aura was fierce, and its roar could be faintly heard, but it was forcibly suppressed by Shark, who dared not let it escape.

It's worth mentioning here that although the Sharkman Behemoth is a product of the Sharkman Empire, it is under the jurisdiction of the Sharkman and obeys their commands.

However, in terms of racial classification, they belong to the Titans.

Logically, they should belong to the rule of Godzilla, the king of the Titans. This is an unchangeable racial affiliation and the root of the conflict between Godzilla and the Sharkman.

This means that Godzilla and the shark are destined to never coexist peacefully.

The grudge had long since seeped into their very bones—Godzilla's gaze toward Shark was filled with chilling murderous intent.

That murderous aura was as sharp as a cold blade; it would never allow its Titan behemoths (Sharkman behemoths) to be enslaved or driven by the Sharkman Empire.

This is a desecration of it, the king of the Titans.

It crossed its bottom line.

If it weren't for the gathering of powerful figures at this moment, it would have already rushed forward, torn the shark apart, and reclaimed control of its own people.

The Shark's gaze toward Godzilla and the other Titans was filled with undisguised contempt and disdain.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

In its view, the Titans were all stupid creatures with low intelligence and only brute force.

They only rely on brute force to win.

It is not worthy of being compared to this shark-like emperor.

It has a long-standing feud with Godzilla and the Titans, with deep-seated conflicts.

He never hid it; that contempt was openly displayed in his eyes.

Shark's eyes were fierce and bloodthirsty as it stared intently at the situation on the field. Its shark aura emanated from its body, displaying the arrogance of the ocean overlord.

With a gentle sway of its tail fin, it stirs up tiny undercurrents, yet it remains perpetually at the edge of the deep sea, refusing to approach the surface even a fraction of an inch.

It ran rampant in the maritime empire, and no one dared to stop it.

However, facing Lan Elong, the rightful king of the South Sea, along with numerous forbidden spells cast by humans and other emperor-level beings in the arena, he could only restrain his arrogance and forcibly suppress the arrogance in his heart, daring not to be the slightest bit presumptuous.

No one dared to underestimate the imperial might of the evil dragon Lan.

It has dominated the South China Sea for hundreds of millions of years and is the true master of the South China Sea.

Its dark gold scales are indestructible and can withstand the combined attack of several forbidden spells.

A single sweep of its tail fin can unleash a tsunami a thousand meters high, and a breath of cold air can freeze a thousand miles of sea.

In the deep sea, it is the absolute king, unmatched by anyone.

Even without fully displaying its aura at this moment, the imperial pressure that had been accumulated over millions of years was enough to make Shark Cang extremely wary.

Moreover, he was extremely wary of the Heavenly Thunder Emperor who could subdue all demons and the human who exuded a deadly sense of danger.

Survival must be the top priority, profit is secondary; there is no room for taking any chances.

.......

The most eerie place was the endless darkness on the outermost edge of the battlefield.

The Queen of the Dead, the Queen of the Royal Veil, stands silently within the ocean's undead world.

A long dress woven from withered bones gleamed with a ghostly white light in the darkness.

Behind him followed two undead giants: the Bone Dragon and the Sea God Skeleton.

He was surrounded by a dense aura of the dead, eerie and terrifying.

She wore a long dress woven from withered bones, the hem of which was adorned with condensed crystals of the dead.

The crystal glowed with eerie green flames, and was surrounded by an aura of death so dense it was almost impenetrable.

Wherever it passed, the air froze, the grass and trees withered, and even the light was swallowed up. It was as if time itself stood still, revealing the eeriness and majesty of the Lord of the Dead.

The oppressive stillness was chilling, making people afraid to approach easily.

Behind him, the Bone Dragon was enormous, its bone armor glowing with eerie green flames, which flickered and exuded a deadly chill.

Dragon's eyes were cold and expressionless, devoid of any emotion. Occasionally, it would let out a low roar that could shake one's soul and shatter one's mind.

The Neptune skeleton wields a trident-shaped bone blade, which is writhing with the malevolent aura of deep-sea undead.

His skeleton shimmered with a dark aura, and every inch of it exuded immense necromantic power.

The two undead giants stood silently behind Shaluo, like guardians on either side.

This made the "petite" Queen of the Imperial Gown appear even more noble and terrifying, exuding imperial power, and no one dared to provoke her easily.

The three of them silently watched the screen from the darkness.

The Queen of the Withered Bones showed no emotion in her eyes, only cold scrutiny and calculation.

It was as if everything in the world was merely a pawn in her game.

The aura of the undead emanating from him was faint yet palpable, and even from a great distance, it sent chills down the spines of many powerful figures present, causing them to subconsciously tense up and dare not relax for a moment.

She doesn't need to lift a finger; her mere aura as a necromantic emperor is enough to instill fear in powerful figures from all sides. This is the absolute prestige of the Lord of the Ocean Necromantic World, unmatched by anyone.

As the lord of the undead, she originally intended to use this chaotic battle to harvest the souls of many powerful individuals and strengthen her own undead origin.

However, due to the presence of numerous emperor-level beings in the arena, they dared not easily reveal themselves.

She knew all too well that the power of the undead was something to be feared.

Once they appear, they will inevitably attract powerful figures from all sides to join forces and besiege them.

Even if she were the ruler of the undead, she might not be able to escape unscathed.

We can only patiently wait for the best opportunity, while remaining vigilant at all times.

If the situation gets out of control, he will immediately lead the undead army to retreat, never lingering in battle.

In any case, death will always strengthen the undead!

.......

In an instant, powerful figures gathered throughout the South China Sea.

Emperor-level figures clustered together.

The layers of energy were so heavy they almost crushed the sea surface.

The tremors of the seabed rock layers became increasingly pronounced, as if they would collapse completely at any moment.

Among the forbidden spells of humanity, there is mutual suspicion and checks and balances.

The Triangular Kingdom is rife with hidden agendas and insidious schemes, its three forbidden spells concealing a treacherous nature.

The Tang Clan leader struggled, observing and weighing the pros and cons.

The commander of the Mili Federation was looked down upon and kept silent by the chief of the Temple of Liberty.

Among the emperor-level behemoths, Godzilla hates the giant race and its killing intent is directed at the king of the shark-men kingdom.

The king of the Shark Kingdom despised the Titans and harbored a deep-seated grudge against Godzilla.

The emperors were wary of each other, unwilling to compete, and each harbored a deadly intent in their eyes;

Between humans and the powerful beings of the sea, tensions are high and danger lurks everywhere; every clash of their breaths is filled with tension and peril.

The relationships are extremely complex; there are no absolute allies, nor absolute enemies.

Self-interest and survival are the only principles governing everyone.

For the sake of mutual benefit, they may temporarily join forces;

To save their own lives, they are willing to betray at any time.

Every person and every beast came with the intention of profiting from the chaos, their eyes filled with greed and calculation.

However, they all deeply understood the principle that "the nail that sticks out gets hammered down."

Even more frightening was the fear of dying in this senseless melee.

Becoming a stepping stone for others, one can only forcibly suppress the greed in one's heart and silently observe.

Everyone is watching, waiting, and secretly gathering strength.

A deadly move was poised at his fingertips, his entire body tense.

No one dared to be the first to break this fragile balance, for fear of becoming the first to perish.

The air was thick with tension and apprehension, mingled with powerful energy fluctuations and deadly killing intent.

This is far more significant than the previous three-way standoff.

The wind stopped, the waves calmed.

But that deep-seated tension only intensified.

A cataclysmic war is just one tiny spark away from erupting.

This South China Sea has been transformed into a living hell.

We wholeheartedly recommend this book to you: "Full-Time Creation Master". You can read it here.