Wizard starting from shoeing donkeys Chapter 1511 - 520: The Bewildered Sea God Sect

Deep within the abyss of the Summer Sea.

A massive semi-circular barrier, radiating a dark fluorescence, protects a grand temple and its numerous surrounding structures.

This hidden fortress serves as the central headquarters for the Sea God Sect.

"O Great Nether Sea Goddess, we beseech you to hear the pleas of your loyal servants..."

Within the expansive prayer hall.

Standing before the altar dedicated to the statue of the Nether Sea Goddess, Pope Egil, who had recently returned to the base, guided a gathering of elite evil sorcerers in fervent prayer. By utilizing the headquarters' specialized prayer booth and the collective power of faith from the assembly, establishing a connection with their goddess was far more efficient than individual Cultivation or solo meditation.

Indeed, their devotion reached its mark as Nether Sea Goddess Hela granted a response.

Above the altar, a translucent image of a maiden clad in black robes suddenly materialized. Her form was captivating and her features exquisite, yet her gaze remained frostily detached.

"Egil, your inquiries are already known to me," Nether Sea Goddess Hela declared before Egil could even open his mouth to speak.

"That wretched mortal Rein survives, and he has succeeded in rescuing the descendant of Dragan."

"What!" Egil exclaimed, his face contorting in shock at the revelation!

It was clear that this development was completely outside his expectations.

The high-ranking evil sorcerers of the Sea God Sect standing nearby exchanged looks of utter confusion and bewilderment.

While Rein's survival was plausible, they were stunned to learn that Menia, known as the 'Red Queen,' had also escaped death.

"Then... My Great and Wise Lord, what are your instructions for us?" Egil inquired with a respectful bow.

The dark-robed maiden’s stunning eyes shimmered momentarily, as though she were performing a high-level divination. She then gave a cold snort and remarked, "No wonder your search was fruitless; they have hidden themselves well."

"They are currently situated within the subterranean magma lake beneath Reef Island. Although the Dragan descendant was saved, her strength is severely depleted. This is the perfect moment to strike. Egil, you must go there yourself!"

"It shall be done as you command, my Lord!" Egil answered instantly, though a slight frown touched his bowed face.

He dared not defy the orders of his Goddess, yet he saw many complications ahead.

"My Lord, the Federation has currently stationed heavy reinforcements on Reef Island, including at least three epic-level combatants. A direct assault might result in a failed mission against such resistance."

"The Federation is not your only concern. I have foreseen three dragon knights from the Dragan Empire traveling toward Reef Island, set to arrive within a single day." The eyes of Nether Sea Goddess Hela glowed as she peered through the veils of time once more.

"This is..." Even Pope Egil looked troubled by this news. Had the goddess's projection not been hovering before them, the high-ranking evil sorcerers would surely have broken into frantic whispers.

After all, facing three dragon knights alongside three Federation epic-level experts created a force far beyond their current capacity to challenge.

"How much of Glasers’ power has been restored?"

"Reporting to my Lord, after the blood meal provided during the last conflict, roughly sixty percent of its strength has returned."

"Lead me to Glasers."

"By your command, my Lord!"

Shortly after, the group followed the shimmering projection of the black-robed goddess to an arena-like underwater chamber on the temple's periphery. There lay the 'Smoldering Electric Eel' Glasers—a terrifying ancient sea beast stretching over a hundred meters—coiled in a peaceful slumber.

However, its hide, particularly the violet patterns along its spine, flickered with a brilliance far greater than before. Even those without Cultivation could feel the massive electrical tension vibrating within it.

Its distended middle suggested it had recently fed.

"My Lord, Glasers is currently resting after consuming three gray whales."

Sensing the ethereal presence of the Nether Sea Goddess, Glasers slowly opened its massive eyes. It lowered its head, letting out a deep, resonant hum that signaled both joy and total submission.

"Glasers, I shall bestow divine power to accelerate your recovery. In exchange, you must assist Egil in destroying a treacherous blasphemer."

As Hela spoke these sharp words, she extended a pale, slender finger. A bolt of black light shot from her fingertip, sinking directly into the massive frame of the 'Smoldering Electric Eel.'

Glasers let out a sound of immense satisfaction, the purple markings on its back glowing with a light so intense it was nearly blinding.

"Egil, ensure Glasers receives more blood meals. Within twelve hours, its power will reach ninety percent. Furthermore, Glasers can tunnel through the seabed's rock layers to lead you straight to that magma lake," Nether Sea Goddess Hela commanded with icy calm.

Her image began to fade after the blessing, indicating that she would not provide further aid—maintaining a projection of this magnitude was already a significant feat.

However, with Glasers reaching ninety percent of its power—equivalent to an epic-level peak—and the support of the Sea God Sect, they possessed more than enough strength to wipe out the blasphemer.

In Hela's mind, Rein would have been finished long ago if not for the 'Dragon Blood Sacrifice' performed by that Dragan offspring.

Now that the insolent descendant of Dragan was critically wounded and unable to use any secret techniques or sacrifices, Glasers would undoubtedly crush them with ease.