The indifferent gods look coldly at the mortal world from the clouds, the tailless reptiles whisper in the gap between winter and spring, and the eight-clawed demon god in a high hat plays his flute in the cold sea. 

The steam engine had just ignited the light of civilization where swordplay and sorcery duels, alchemical guns and galleons orchestrate songs of perish, secret societies and the Church of the Righteous God are chasing and hiding against one another, and the curtain has been raised on the Great Age, the Great Voyage! The Great Exploration! Great geographic discoveries! 

There are dramatic epics, and also sinister and deceitful schemes. Will Civilization conquer barbarism? No, there will only be barbarism and more barbarism! Alvin wakes up in the small seaside town, rises as a descendant of a fallen noble and enters the center of the vortex step by step, claiming the legendary crown at the peak of the path of the Extraordinary.

Then, they saw countless aquatic creatures of various sizes gathering underwater, braving the cold to surround the frozen "Ironclad Seahorse".


After a strange sucking sound, a large number of sea creatures shriveled down. The faint blue light on the frozen "Ironclad Seahorse" that Aiven originally saw, however, resurfaced and grew increasingly intense.


A batch of marine life was inexplicably drained, turning into the power of the "Ironclad Seahorse".


Especially its abdomen, the area that should be the nursery pouch for a normal seahorse, gradually formed into a massive blue orb, swelling and contracting as if nurturing something.


The "Royal Guardian," already turning towards the "Storm Horn" to approach, immediately accelerated again upon witnessing this unexpected situation.


The two battleships had just regrouped, forming a horn-like shape to encircle the ice block.


Chapter 305 - Chapter 301: Your Sister Is Still Your Sister_2