John initially thought that the person behind these disasters was a human like him. After all, that was the information he got from Silver — he hadn't seen it with his own eyes."It seems I still have a long way to go before I reach the power of that person," John muttered. He hadn't faced the demon, but he had faced Cthulhu.John knew that just one strike from Cthulhu's tentacle would deal massive damage — at the very least — and he wouldn't have been able to block it like the demon did."You had your reasons… but your methods were wrong," John said as he looked at Cthulhu, now understanding the truth behind his actions.The death of his wife and son had been caused by humans polluting the ocean.But not all humans were responsible — there had already been some progress in cleaning up the seas.Organizations had begun to fix what mankind had destroyed, though the progress was slow.Those humans didn't deserve death — they were trying to make things right."But if I were in your place… I would've done the same." John understood that when it came to family, logic had no meaning.Cthulhu had every right to his anger, to his vengeance — just as John had his own. That was why they understood each other."I can't save every sea creature… but at least I'll save your friends." John turned toward White and Mon.Their bodies were covered in wounds — they were in critical condition."Healing Magic," John whispered, casting a healing spell on both Mon and White.On the other side, John's clone began healing Tank."What are you doing, Sir John?!" Oscar shouted in confusion."Wait… it looks like he has a plan," Nika stopped her brother from interrupting.John and his clone continued healing the three beasts for several minutes. Even Nika stepped in to help the clone heal Tank.After a few minutes, their conditions finally stabilized."So… you did it?" White asked with a trembling voice.John simply nodded."Was this… the only way to stop the war? Wasn't there another way to stop Cthulhu?" White thought to himself, then fell silent.He knew better than anyone that once Cthulhu made a decision, there was no turning back. The two had been close friends — brothers even.White's memories flashed — he and Cthulhu playing together as children."Farewell… my brother," White whispered as tears filled his eyes."Farewell… my leader," Mon added, crying as well.John left them alone for a few minutes, letting them grieve."I want to speak to your king," John finally said as he approached White, Mon, and Tank.During that time, Tank had learned of Cthulhu's death from John's clone and cried for several minutes.Soon, he, the clone, and Oscar's group returned to the city."What a coincidence… our king wishes to speak with you as well. But first, I need to confirm something — are you the one who forged this Mystic Weapon?" the King of Atlantis spoke to White telepathically, one of his special abilities.Once White, Mon, and Tank were freed from Cthulhu's control, they immediately reported everything to the King.When the King learned of Cthulhu's death, he was deeply saddened — even though Cthulhu had been exiled from the royal guard, he knew his actions were driven by loyalty.The King felt guilt for his own weakness and helplessness.But when he heard of a human wielding a Mystic Weapon never recorded in history, he ordered White to confirm it.It wasn't that Mystic Weapons didn't exist — but all known ones were documented: Thor's Hammer, the Ankh of Isis, Odin's Eye, and even the Sword of Susanoo.The King of Atlantis was deeply knowledgeable about history — so for him not to recognize John's Sunblade meant one thing: it was newly forged.That was nearly impossible… but not entirely.If John possessed the skill and materials, then perhaps he truly could forge a Mystic Weapon."Yes, I made it myself," John answered confidently.White's eyes widened. He couldn't believe a human could forge such a weapon.But then he calmed himself — he had seen John's overwhelming power."If it's that human… then it's possible," White thought.Though under Cthulhu's control, White had remained aware of everything happening around him — the same went for Mon and Tank."The King invites you to Atlantis… he wishes to apologize to you and the humans, and to host you in our sacred city," White said reverently."Tell him I'm busy. When the time is right, I'll visit Atlantis myself," John replied coldly."Wait… you're refusing the King's invitation?!" White, Mon, and Tank were shocked."I said no. Didn't you hear me? N–O." John's refusal was firm.So far, he had only eliminated two disasters — North America and South America.Africa, Europe, Asia, Australia, and Antarctica still remained.Even though he had sent Silver to Africa and William's group to Europe, he had no current updates from them.It was natural for him to refuse."Ah… the King says he has something that could help you defeat the remaining disasters," White said quickly."Oh? And what could your King possibly offer me?" John's curiosity was piqued.No human alive could help him now — so what could the King of Atlantis have?"The King says… he can only tell you in person," White replied nervously.John frowned."Fine. But if this turns out to be a trap — if any of you try to kill me for revenge — I'll slaughter you all," he said, releasing a suffocating killing intent."T-The King gives you his word… if any harm comes to you, you may do as you please," White stammered, sweat running down his face."We'll depart in a day. There are a few things I need to handle first," John said, turning toward Oscar's group."Understood. We'll be waiting!" White answered immediately."How are you, Sir John?" Oscar greeted him as John approached."I'm fine… let me explain everything," John said, recounting all that had happened — the battle, White, Tank, Mon, and their possession by Cthulhu."Sir John is truly amazing — fighting S-rank monsters above level 400… that's something no one's ever done before!" Oscar said in awe."Even his healing skills are above mine…" Nika thought.Her own skill was Holy Healing (S-Rank) — it made sense she was shocked by John's level of healing.A man who possessed both overwhelming combat strength and advanced healing magic was exceedingly rare.And John didn't just have hybrid skills — he had hybrid skills stronger than even specialized ones."Please, I need your help — send your best Awakened to Europe," John bowed deeply.He wanted to end these disasters as quickly as possible.It would be hard, but not impossible — not with his help."I agree," Oscar's team responded instantly, without hesitation.John had saved their lives — repaying that debt with their own was a simple choice."Then we'll depart tomorrow," John smiled at their loyalty.He then went to an isolated area to prepare for his next battle — and his journey to Atlantis."Now… let's see what I've gained this time."Ding! Your level has increased! ×250"It seems I've reached Level 450… no human has ever reached this level before."Ding! Skill
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