Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

Chapter 1910: A Well-planned Interruption

The colossal statue of god Raashim, towering at an impressive 50 meters, stood as an awe-inspiring testament to his might.

The statue depicted a rugged and muscular humanoid figure with a tentacled beard cascading down his chest.

His fierce eyes, carved with meticulous detail, seemed to gaze over the island and the vast sea surrounding it. In his hand, he held a massive trident, identical to the one Shir wielded, etched with ancient mana runes that glowed faintly.

Erected atop the mountain peak overlooking Baga Island, the statue stood proudly in the backdrop of Raashim's temple, a symbol of divine power and protection. The temple itself was an architectural marvel, its spires reaching towards the heavens, surrounded by lush greenery.

As Eren's actions disrupted the seal-strengthening ritual, a sudden crack echoed through the air.

The immense statue of Raashim shuddered, and visible fractures snaked their way across its surface. The once-imposing sculpture began to crumble, and the accumulated faith energy, gathered over centuries, dissipated into the air like mist.

The ground beneath the temple started to shake violently. Tremors rippled through the island, causing waves of panic.

The island's residents screamed and ran in all directions, trying to find shelter from the sudden earthquakes. Buildings trembled, and some began to collapse under the intense vibrations. The sea surrounding the island roared, with waves crashing harder against the shores.

On the platform, the atmosphere was as tense as the word tense could mean.

Eren stood with a self-assured smile, facing Shir and his subordinates, who were seething with anger and murderous intent.

The six sea wyverns and two sea dragons, in their humanoid forms, glared at Eren, ready to attack at a moment's notice.

Shir's voice cut through the chaos, filled with wrath, "What the fuck have you done? Who sent you?"

Eren chuckled, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Just a little chaos to liven up the place. Don't you think it was getting a bit too dull?"

The platform shook, and the intricate magic circles flickered as the seal's power weakened. The ground continued to quake, and the sense of impending doom grew stronger with each passing second.

Shir tightened his grip on his trident, the runes glowing brighter with his rising anger. "You'll pay for this, you brainless maniac," he growled. "Do you have any idea what you have done? No matter what happens from now on, you have made yourself the enemy of Raashim's temple. And you will be punished accordingly for your vile actions."

Eren shrugged nonchalantly, his smile never wavering. "We'll see about that."

'This fucking lunatic has come prepared it seems,' Shir gritted his teeth as he looked at Eren with absolute hate. He was sure that no templar or cult that he knew of would dare to interrupt the seal-strengthening ritual because they would gain nothing from it and lose the liberty to roam over the seas calmly.

It meant that Eren belonged to an outlier organization that wanted to destroy god Raashim's temple itself. Or rather, Eren and his organization wanted to shake the faith that god Raashim's temple had cultivated within the hearts of its massive followers.

"Go… go and capture him while I deal with this mess."

Shir gestured to the draconic creatures to make a move on Eren. he would have dealt with Eren personally if it wasn't for the fact that he needed to at least try to finish the seal-strengthening ritual.

Although the ritual had been interrupted and the seal was on the verge of getting destroyed, there was still a faint hope that Shir would be able to restore it to its normalcy.

'Perhaps that was his motive all along. He didn't want to destroy the seal but harm it just enough so that we wouldn't give up on it entirely. He… he had planned this from the very beginning,' Shir drew a possibility in his head that made more and more sense to him with each passing second.

As the island trembled and the statue of Raashim continued to crack and crumble, the fate of Baga Island hung in the balance. The stalemate on the platform remained unbroken, a tense standoff between Eren and the enraged followers of Raashim.

The air around the platform was filled with tension as the entire force of god Raashim's templars mobilized. Groups of templars, clad in their gleaming armor, began to surround the platform, forming a tight ring around Eren. Their expressions were resolute, determined to corner the radical who dared to disrupt the sacred ritual.

Meanwhile, other templar units worked tirelessly to calm the panicked crowd. Their authoritative voices carried through the chaos as they directed the frightened islanders to safer areas, attempting to restore some semblance of order amid the tremors and collapsing structures.

On the platform, three sea wyverns and one sea dragon approached Eren, their faces set with grim determination. The rest remained with Shir in order to assist him.

The sea dragons had asked Shir if he wanted them to stay as well. However, Shir told them that they should focus on neutralizing Eren and any of his potential allies. He thought that Eren wouldn't try to harm the seal anymore considering his position. However, he could never be too sure of what Eren was thinking.

Step. Step. Step.

Marina, with her flowing grayish-white hair and cherry red lips, led the charge. Her eyes were fierce, reflecting the gravity of the situation. Azurea and the wyverns flanked her, their auras bristling with draconic might.

Simultaneously, some of the powerful sea creatures that had gathered around the island began to take humanoid forms. These beings, ranging from merfolk warriors to sea serpents with human features, created a net around the island, ensuring he had no escape route.

This was not all. There was also Shir's S-Ranked subordinate who finally decided to reveal himself.

This merman's presence commanded attention despite his youthful appearance. He stood tall and lean, with the lithe, sinewy muscles of a seasoned warrior, his merfolk heritage evident in the shimmering scales that adorned his arms and torso.

Clad in armor crafted from enchanted seashells and coral, he exuded an aura of strength and power befitting his S-Ranked status. The manifestation of water around him seemed to ripple and churn with his every movement, a testament to the raw elemental energy that coursed through his veins.

'Hmm. This was the last piece of the puzzle that decided to reveal itself. I guess I need to applaud Naya's information-gathering skills,' Eren thought to himself as he looked at the marine half-blood approaching him. His gaze then swept over everyone before a decision was made in his mind.

'It's about time I brought out my piece on the chessboard.'