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I reveled in the power surging through my body.
How long I had waited for this moment.
The power of water felt like another arm and leg, a part of me returned.
I only truly realized its absence after regaining it now.
Before, I felt a sense of lack, a deprivation in this life, as if I had lost a limb.
The moment the tsunami soared into the sky, a power I had wielded countless times, was electrifying.
I rode another wave rippling on the larger wave and stared down.
Grandma looks like an ant from up here.
How spine-chillingly pleasurable this is. Excitement soaked my whole body.
A tingling excitement, as if my pituitary gland had gone haywire, consumed me entirely.
“You were born a fighter.”
A long time ago, when I first learned to control the power of water, the master I met in the 3rd regression told me this.
I thought it was ridiculous.
After suffering so much in the 1st and 2nd regressions, and dying without even resisting, *I* was a born fighter?
But soon I had no choice but to admit it.
The accumulated anger from those times had reshaped every element that made me who I am.
Yes, I was a fighter.
A terribly ambitious one.
I wouldn’t be surprised if I went crazy in pursuit of victory.
A selfish fighter.
The massive tsunami drenched the entire training ground. It was an attack that usually swept away enemies, not even allowing them a breath.
I felt a tingling sensation down to my instep as I watched the Patriarch being swept away.
The tsunami I created was a bit more special.
The salinity of the water is exceptionally high.
Usually, the saltier the water, the more easily people float.
However, the water I created didn’t stop there; it also played a role in restricting movement.
Moreover, the whirlpools and currents within the tsunami constantly attacked, making it a huge, inescapable trap.
A shimmering barrier formed around the Patriarch, trapped in the water, but it shattered miserably.
‘More, more, get hit. More.’
My body melted into the waves.
Yet, I don’t get wet at all. Meanwhile, the hammer I held changed in size.
The moment I swung it, the handle extended.
Kwaaaang!
The Patriarch, soaked and struggling, was hit directly and sent flying backward.
“Haha, this is fun.”
To think I’d see you looking like a drowned rat while still alive?
“You couldn’t even block one of these and you’re disappointed. All wet. Ahahaha.”
For Orcas who wield the power of water, ‘getting wet’ is a sign of dire straits. It means they failed to defend against an opponent’s attack.
It’s a shameful thing.
It also highlights the gap in power between the opponent and me.
“Tuh.”
Grandma spat out the salty water.
“Are you crazy? You have skills to be this confident.”
I smiled brightly.
“What a bluff.”
My hammer grew bigger once again and struck the Patriarch’s face.
“You should dodge and use your beak, Grandma.”
When Grandma looked ahead, I was gone. I had moved out of her sight and aimed for her back.
‘Neck!’
The moment her gaze flickered, Kaang! Something sharp blocked my hammer.
‘A sword.’
That was unexpected. This old woman’s weapon was a sword?
The sword and axe clashed head-on.
When I was reborn in this regression, I considered something.
If I regain all the abilities of the 3rd regression, will I be stronger than that old woman?
I guessed that we would be equal, or I would be slightly superior.
But I was wrong because I estimated it without factoring in the power of water.
Now I know.
As my smile deepened, the Patriarch’s water sword cracked, crack.
It dissolved away.
I am stronger.
“Ahaha. Struggle more.”
Grandma’s horrified face.
It was interesting. It was fun.
More, more. I want to feel more pleasure. I can do that, right?
The hammer that had shrunk in my hand spun around.
Hammers that looked exactly like the one I held floated around Grandma.
Kwaang!
The hammers struck her simultaneously. I heard a burst of sound.
“Hey, it would be more fun if you struggled a little more, right?”
I smiled brightly, grabbed the hammer with both hands, and lifted it.
It was the moment I grabbed the handle and prepared to swing again.
– Calypso!
I paused at the voice that rang sharply in my ears.
‘Tus?’
I muttered inwardly, but Tus heard it and spoke to me.
Why now?
I stepped back slightly.
A stream of water stretched out and tightly fastened the Patriarch’s limbs.
Of course, the Patriarch wouldn’t remain still, so it would break soon.
Taking advantage of the brief time I bought, Tus’s voice continued.
– Tus, I hesitated… but I have to tell you!
‘Why? What is it? What’s wrong?’
Only then did I come to my senses a little.
I felt like I was fighting like a madman, just like when I was the former Patriarch.
‘Don’t tell me, something happened to Ekion?’
– …….
Perhaps it was a sharp question; Tus’s hesitant breathing was clearly audible. What?
I had a bad feeling.
Soon, Tus’s voice came to my ears. While listening to the explanation, my hand trembled for a moment.
‘What, so… the power I’m using right now is originally the power needed for Ekion to grow?’
Tus’s message was this:
Ekion shared the power to grow with me, so he brought the power I used in the 3rd regression.
He is already lacking the power to grow.
The longer the fight goes on, the more Ekion loses the power to grow.
Tus’s voice was almost tearful.
Ekion didn’t want me to know this.
I bit my lip tightly.
The hammer disappeared from my hand.
‘What kind of idiot is there?!’
For the first time, I was furious at Yongyong, no, this foolish Dragon Duke.
‘Who wants to fulfill their wish by making such sacrifices?!’
The surrounding water vibrated wildly in response to my anger. I glared at Grandma with ferocity.
‘Okay, I got it.’
It means it’s not time to play around, right?
‘Thank you for letting me know. Let’s talk again later.’
The victory has already been decided. I just wanted to vent my anger.
‘I’ll finish it soon.’
To that old woman who held a grudge from the past and maintained the same attitude in this life as well.
But this was not as important as taking away the life of my precious one.
What could be more important?
‘The glory and happiness of the present are more important than the grudges of the past.’
How to end the fight quickly?
It’s simple.
The waters began to gather behind me.
Meanwhile, Grandma, who had escaped from the tied-up stream of water, disappeared from my sight in the blink of an eye.
And…
Kwaaaang!
The wall of water formed in front of me, and Grandma’s fist collided with it.
I stared silently at Grandma’s fist beyond the translucent wall.
“Aha.”
I slightly narrowed my eyes as if I knew.
“Your specialty is fists, right? I thought it was strange.”
“……What are you talking about.”
“Why are you attacking with a sword you’re not even familiar with?”
“…….”
“Anyone would think you’re deliberately letting me hit you.”
I chuckled. Soon, a pretty smile appeared on my face.
In my head, Grandma’s words from a long time ago flashed by.
“Weak trash.”
“A weakling, unpleasantly.”
It’s disgusting to act like you’re letting me hit you, right? Isn’t it?
I raised one hand up.
The water gathered behind me formed a long band according to my gesture.
The band of water, moving like a wave, surrounded the Patriarch.
Grandma swung her fists and streams of water to resist, but it was useless.
The water only scattered for a moment and then gathered again.
“It shouldn’t have taken so long in the first place.”
“…….”
What regrets are left?
When I gestured again, the shape of the water wrapped around Grandma scattered and changed its appearance.
Soon after, a huge cocoon appeared.
Moreover, not only did thorns sprout on the inner wall, but all the thorns were facing Grandma’s entire body.
When the cocoon closes, the thorns will impale Grandma.
“Goodbye.”
When we exchanged blows for the first time, I already felt the difference in power.
I was stronger than this person.
I could do this.
“Take the Patriarch position well.”
I slammed my palms together. At the same time, the cracked cocoon closed.
* * *
Calypso called it a ‘cocoon,’ but the shape created in the training ground was nothing more than a huge coffin.
Moreover, the inside was full of thorns.
‘That’s Agenor’s specialty.’
Atlan felt a cold sweat running down his back as he watched.
In the past, in the 3rd regression, Agenor was mainly in charge of espionage and assassination, so Agenor’s water power was focused on quick and effective application.
Moreover, the coffin shape that appears now is difficult to construct.
In addition, it’s usually very difficult to control because you have to implement each thorn shape.
In the past, Agenor, who had the best application skills among his brothers, was the only one who could do it.
What’s more, to implement someone else’s final kill without any difficulty.
Even a human who just regained the power of water.
‘……I didn’t think the Patriarch, no, Calypso would lose.’
What Atlan saw was beyond imagination.
Because she won by overwhelming ‘Ocula Aquasiadel’ with great power.
That doesn’t mean Ocula Aquasiadel was an easy opponent either.
It wasn’t for nothing that she was called a strong Patriarch.
When he thought about her prime, she was stronger than him.
When the coffin reopened and spat out a person, Ocula Aquasiadel appeared, kneeling on one knee.
However, Calypso didn’t even look at Ocula, who was covered in blood and in a mess.
As if confident in her victory, no. She turned her body indifferently as if she had no more interest.
“Aren’t you declaring victory?”
Soon after, the flag announcing Calypso’s victory was raised.
Whether it did or not, Calypso returned to her people.
“Hey, you……”
The moment Atlan was about to say something, Calypso said with an urgent expression.
“Where did Ekion go?”
For some reason, with an expression full of anger.