Crash...
The waves crashed onto the newly constructed port.
Fernar gazed at the massive divine altar ahead, feeling a bit overwhelmed in his heart.
This was a grand circular structure.
Bright lights illuminated the entire massive altar.
At the center of the altar was a huge lake connected to the ocean.
And around the altar, countless Black Tide Believers were coming and going, transporting the massive Anchor Point Divine Statues and erecting them.
Now, the overall progress was more than halfway completed.
After calming his emotions, Fernar began to focus on his work, helping the believers and knights transport the Anchor Point Divine Statues.
...
Rogel stood on the perimeter of the altar, looking at Lina in the mirror in front of him, and smiled lightly.
She was now with the Little Elf.
Though there was deep concern in her eyes, she still appeared full of confidence in Rogel.
