The waves blossomed, the white beach stretching to the horizon, a few crabs chasing the waves, a scene of tranquil time, completely unaware of what was happening in the Sea of Origin Matter.
A muffled explosion suddenly came from beneath the sea, scaring the nearby marine life into a frantic escape.
Then a phantom stream of light shot out from the seabed, blasting a large pit on the beach.
A man and a woman lay ungracefully in the pit, their chests heaving as they gasped for breath.
"Huff... Huff... we survived."
After a while, they turned to exchange a glance with each other, then their laughter gradually expanded, reverberating over the sea.
"Hahaha... That was exhilarating!"
"This time, those Old Gods didn't gain any advantage, and their painstakingly recovered 'blood bar' has at least been cut, delaying their revival once more.
Mankind has another chance to catch its breath."
