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Upon hearing Poseidon\'s stern voice, Triton first panicked, but then laughed.

What good does it do for you to be strong? Your backer has been locked in the depths of the sea, while mine still watches over the Mortal Realm from Mount Olympus!

"As you command, Father God."

Grasping the Trident of the Sea Emperor, which he had regained, Triton did not look back at the wall that Cohen had knocked a hole through. As a powerful Principal God who did not care about the laws of this world and took action personally, it would be almost impossible for him to escape unscathed, even if the god did not use full strength.

"Looks like your leader is no good, mortals."

"The game\'s over, now, it\'s my turn!"

With a swing of the Divine Artifact, the long-awaited waters finally surged forth, and even beyond the plains where humans dwelled, many other areas were inundated.

Overflowing the plains, filling the valleys, climbing the mountains, sea beasts and the original creatures of the land fought everywhere. It was not until this moment that the \'Great Flood\' may have truly begun.

"Hm? Why are there two more... Did Prometheus leave behind more than one contingency plan?"

When the flood broke through the city walls and the water level kept rising, Triton, putting aside trivial matters, easily achieved this feat, which was not difficult for him.

But within Aurora City, Triton suddenly discovered that just like the off Cohen before, there were two strange humans standing on the water surface, utterly different from their wailing kindred.

"Hah, whether they are or not, it doesn\'t matter."

With a disdainful smile, feeling the remaining Divine Power in the artifact in his hand, Triton mimed a throw.

It was enough power for one more blow, enough to deal with them. And to prevent any accidents, this time, he wouldn\'t even come close.

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The flood poured out, silencing All Spirits.

The waves that blotted out the sky rose and then crashed down in a thunderous fall, swallowing the entire Aurora City. In an instant, countless low wooden homes and numerous Bronze Humanity seeking refuge were swept into the endless vortex of the sea, their screams and cries of fear swirling and extinguishing before vanishing amid the roaring billion tons of seawater.

Compared to nature, mortals are still too weak.

Broken, floating timber, woven hemp, and straw frames, along with some who, by chance, had not died in the water, struggled desperately in the furious turbulent tides, but were quickly dragged down by the underwater currents, never to breathe again.

Everywhere the flood passed, everything was destroyed like dry twigs in a gale.

But not everything was without exception. Mortal objects had no power to resist in front of the waters and were destroyed in an instant, yet some special buildings remained intact, stubbornly standing amid the violent waters.

These were the various temples within Aurora City. The tempestuous flood arrived, but the main structures of the temples remained intact, not because some power protected them, but because of their very nature.

Decades of continuous \'sanctification\' were not without effect; even though the divinity within the statues had been extracted, the contaminated materials had long become extraordinary. While they were not impervious to water and fire, they were enough to withstand the flood for some time.

However, just because the temples were unharmed didn\'t mean the people inside were safe. In a temple dedicated to Hestia, water kept seeping in through the gaps, and Cavi, drenched through and through, trembled as he clung to a thick column.

The water level was rising, with him half-submerged, the originally high ceiling of the temple not far above him, and moreover, the water was rising rapidly. Perhaps it wouldn\'t be long before he would be entombed here.

"Fake... it\'s all fake... Staying in the temple is useless, and that absurd guy\'s method didn\'t work, either. I clearly prayed to the Spirit Realm, so why is the water still coming in!"

"They are all liars, all the gods, they should all die!!"

Cavi heard the angry and fearful voices of his companions in his ears. Faced with death, it seemed the reverence for the deities had disappeared. He didn\'t need to turn his head to guess that his companions\' faces must be ferocious and horrible.

But he couldn\'t care about his companions now, as he could hardly protect himself.

"Save me....."

Just then, a somewhat familiar voice rang out in his ears, and Cavi looked in its direction. Through the skylight, originally placed high in the temple but now close by, he could see a familiar hand reaching out in the water not far from the temple, seemingly trying to grasp something, and then it was submerged and fell silent.

The water was too fast, so that the person barely cried for help before sinking below the surface.

Yet, even with the swift waters, Cavi still recognized the owner of those hands.

"Cartu..."

Stunned for a moment, he reached out his hand as though trying to grasp something, then let it fall, powerless. He thought he would feel sad, cry, but in reality, he couldn\'t cry, nor did he feel any similar emotions.

Because Cavi knew that his friend had merely gone ahead of him, and soon, it would be his turn.

"Is this punishment... Yes, creator, goddess, I have sinned."

In the last moments of life, while his companions cursed around him, Cavi was not hysterical, nor did he collapse in despair. He quickly reflected on his life over decades and then suddenly felt that today\'s events seemed to have been foreshadowed.

Unlike the other priests, as a Priest of the Goddess of Hearthfire, Cavi really was among the few humans who knew they were deceiving the gods, yet still maintained faith in them. Whenever he felt the gaze from the divine statue during rites, he always experienced a profound peace from within.

If it had been up to him, he would not have wished to deceive the goddess for the sake of sacrifice, but this was the choice of humanity, and he had no choice but to accept it.