Chapter 382 Concrete

"What a grand spectacle..."

On the periphery of the Ionia Sea, at the center of Navarin Island.

Billows of black smoke rise; waves of heat ascend.

Below the crater in the center of the island, scorching magma churns within the mountain's belly, while molten lava, meant to settle, continuously springs forth from the heart of the earth.

And the salt traces left behind by the passing seawater climb the mountain path, stripping away vegetation in their wake.

Only a sparse few remain in their original form, but all these traces come to a halt near the crater.

Under the influence of Poseidon's uncontrollable Law, the island, once submerged by the ocean, drew forth waves hundreds of meters high.

The violent tides swept away all creatures on the island, and the backflow of the sea was supposed to further trigger a violent volcanic eruption, enveloping the surrounding hundred miles of sea under dark clouds, and even causing the entire island to sink below the surface.