Black Killer Whale Baby [EN]: Chapter 270

It wasn’t strange that the Crown Prince remembered his past life.

Strictly speaking, it was more like an ‘accident’ caused by the mixing of Calypso’s regression and Ekion’s power.

It was similar to Bellus and Atlan remembering their past lives; they simply recalled their memories.

Calypso was the only true regressor.

Calypso knew this instinctively.

It was highly likely that others were caught up in his regression and ended up remembering fragments.

Thus, the Crown Prince was under a strange delusion, trapped in his ideology, and massacring countless people.

How many people had died in his experiments?

The problem didn’t end there.

The floor rumbled, and enormous thorns, like those that had killed the beastman earlier, sprouted from the ground.

It was the power of the earth, manifesting.

Fortunately, this place wasn’t filled with ordinary beastmen.

They were either heads of families or skilled representatives.

After the initial shock, everyone began to react.

Few died from the second wave of thorns.

“Hahaha, my dear friends! I understand it’s difficult for you ignorant people to accept this all at once. But don’t worry.”

As the Crown Prince gestured, the rock walls on all sides cracked open, and more beastmen poured in through the newly formed entrances.

“I will kill every single one of you.”

Beasts of all kinds surged forward, with the black panther beastmen particularly prominent.

“After killing everyone, I will regress. Let’s meet in a better world in the next life.”

Calypso was genuinely shocked for the first time.

What the hell were those black panther bastards doing, following such crazy talk?

He should have known from the overprotective way the Crown Prince brought Lily.

What childcare? This was a festival of psychopaths!

“Gather together! Injured and non-combat personnel, fall back!”

Fortunately, the beastmen worked together to fend off the onslaught.

But the real problem was the overwhelming numbers.

“Calypso, there are too many…”

The numerical disadvantage was quickly becoming apparent.

Moreover, the location was the worst possible for Calypso. One of his specialties was area-of-effect attacks.

Sweeping away the enemy with a giant wave was impossible because friend and foe were too closely intermingled.

He couldn’t risk harming his own side.

Most of all, the biggest problem was…

‘The water source is too far away.’

That’s right. Despite his powerful strength and talent, he couldn’t excessively use the power of water.

The distance to a significant water source severely limited Calypso’s abilities.

Just as Calypso knew the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince knew Calypso.

Of course, not as intimately as Calypso, who had witnessed three lifetimes. But he must have learned something from being utterly defeated in at least one life.

Even instinctively, he sensed that the water was too far away.

All that was available was the water in a cup.

‘The best option would be to lift everyone into the air, but that would consume too much power.’

Meanwhile, those who wielded the power of the earth were moving freely. The Imperial Palace was a building blessed by the earth’s power, making it an optimal space for them.

‘What to do? Should I just break through the wall and run away?’

But if there were more troops outside, that choice would be disastrous.

“It’s been a while.”

Moreover, the situation was deteriorating.

The leader of the black panthers, Devana Panterion, and his successor, Asel Panterion, appeared.

The damned Devana Panterion was greeting Calypso personally.

It was clear.

Even from this distance.

The fact that they appeared meant that the entire black panther force was here.

The beastmen gathered here were strong, but the black panthers were renowned as one of the strongest for a reason.

“Whale, go back and take care of the injured and the non-combat personnel.”

“…Okay. Don’t overdo it.”

Calypso used his water power to push the injured back while simultaneously sweeping away the beasts in front of him.

Thump! Thump!

A small sound amidst the chaotic battle. But for some reason, Calypso’s head snapped towards it.

Calypso channeled his power to create a spear in his hand. He hurled it at the wall with all his might.

No sooner had the spear embedded itself in the wall than it exploded with a deafening bang!

Something broke through the collapsed section of the earthen wall.

It was a giant blue snake.

“Tus?”

As soon as Calypso spoke the name, the snake wrapped around him, and he felt a surge of power.

Ah, water.

Since Tus’s essence was water, it was like having a living water source.

Just like when Tus had swallowed about half of the lake’s water on the way to the Dragon’s Castle.

There was an immeasurable amount of water within Tus.

The snake, now smaller, settled on Calypso’s shoulder.

-Calypso!

A clear voice, a little lower than he remembered. Had Tus grown?

He smiled, momentarily forgetting the urgency.

“It’s been a while, Tus.”

And thank you. At the whispered words, the snake’s tail wagged.

“Okay, now that I have some supportive reinforcement, shall we do this properly?”

Thanks to Tus’s arrival, Calypso had a better understanding of the situation outside.

As he suspected, there were soldiers waiting.

If he had recklessly charged out, he would have faced overwhelming numbers.

This was a favorable battlefield for Calypso, but not for his allies.

Fortunately, the entrance to the Imperial Palace was attracting attention.

‘Who’s coming?’

Could it be Dad?

Calypso jumped back into the fray.

He deliberately held back his power.

The Crown Prince wasn’t directly interfering in the fight, which was unsettling.

Even with Tus’s help, they couldn’t turn the tide. More and more people were falling or being subdued.

This was partly because individuals like Dana, the leader of the elephants, and Natasha, the leader of the snakes, couldn’t fully utilize their specialties with allies nearby.

Dana could slam the floor to destabilize opponents, but the area of effect was too wide. Natasha’s specialty was poison, which she couldn’t risk using carelessly.

Even though the number of casualties was increasing, the battle remained intense because Calypso was holding off the black panthers.

“Wow, I get to see that face I hate again.”

“…”

Asel Panterion frowned but didn’t respond, as if ordered not to. His eyes seemed slightly glazed over.

‘Did he take some kind of drug?’

It wouldn’t be surprising if there was a laboratory like Madrum’s in the Imperial Palace.

Calypso hoped to buy time until the intruders at the entrance or Ekion’s group could intervene.

But then, a sense of foreboding forced him to turn his head.

Calypso used his water power to bind Asel Panterion and push him away.

“Ampila! Deal with this bastard for a second!”

“Huh? Yes? Yes!”

Devana Panterion had been engaged with Dana until recently.

But Dana was now fighting someone else, and Devana was gone.

‘Where did he disappear to?’

He scanned the battlefield and realized the black panther leader’s intention.

‘No!’

Calypso appeared in front of Devana.

A fist infused with water slammed into Devana’s face.

Devana staggered back.

Calypso didn’t stop there. He bound Devana’s legs with a stream of water, tethered the other end to a distant pillar, and yanked him away.

“Ha, it’s already too late…”

Devana, now flying through the air, left behind a mocking remark. Calypso didn’t have time to dwell on it; he turned around.

“Cough, Cal, lyps…”

It was a disaster. Whale’s identity must have been revealed to the Imperial Family. In that case, targeting the only healer was a logical strategy.

No, that’s why he had sent Whale to the rear…

“Whale!”

A sword was embedded in Whale’s abdomen, its black hue indicating poison.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.”

“Th, this isn’t the rear! Why are you here? I told you to retreat! Why are you getting hurt!”

Calypso shouted as he knelt beside Whale. He knew he needed to move Whale immediately.

But the memories of the third timeline resurfaced, and his mind felt blank.

He didn’t want to witness anyone’s sacrifice or death in this life.

Calypso gritted his teeth and turned his head.

The fight raged on.

Soon, rain began to fall from the ceiling, a phenomenon that even the combatants found strange.

Simultaneously, water thorns erupted from the bodies of the beasts struck by the raindrops.

“Cough!”

“Avoid it! Avoid it!”

“Kuaaaak!”

As the enemy hesitated, retreated, or fell, Calypso created a massive shield, a barrier of water, along the newly established boundary.

The effort drained his power significantly. Calypso quickly turned back to Whale.

“Treatment, what about treatment? Ah, I’ll just take you…”

“Sorry…”

Whale weakly grasped Calypso’s hand, halting his movements.

“…Haa, if people, if many people die, I thought you would be sad.”

Whale took a breath, speaking slowly and clearly, trying to save even one more person.

“If your plan fails, you’ll think it’s your fault, Calypso.”

Whale had realized something. Even if Calypso felt a connection with Ekion,

Ekion wouldn’t know Calypso as well as he did.

‘Why are your shoulders always so heavy?’

Whale often wondered.

Even with so many colleagues and subordinates,

Calypso always stood at the front.

“I don’t want your shoulders to be heavy anymore. Don’t think everything is your fault. I don’t know why you think that way. Stop thinking about failure.”

Whale assessed his injury. It was fatal.

“Already… There’s someone alive here thanks to you.”

Whale stared at Calypso, who remained silent, with hazy eyes.

“Me.”

I’m here, Calypso.