"It's time to personally return to the Sea of Confession to check the situation."
Rogel thought to himself.
Although he often observed through the Black Tide Mark, he ultimately hadn't seen directly.
This time going back, he'll be able to see with his own eyes.
Immediately, he tapped his toes on the deck, lifting his body into mid-air, raising his hand slightly, and the dark yellow Wings of Destruction condensed behind him.
The terrifying power of the Black Tide also spread out from below, wildly expanding in all directions.
At this moment, the Gelin was in the boundary mist between the Mire of Decay and the Sea of Confession, and after several mist surges, a group of monsters devoid of reason blocked the Gelin's path.
However, these monsters, despite lacking reason, possessed instinct and were of not low tier.
The terrifying aura emanating from the Gelin made them instinctively feel fear, scattering in all directions.
Rogel's face remained calm.
