Crystalline raindrops cascaded relentlessly from the gloomy sky, their brilliance sparkling as they fell.

The rain shimmered like the final moments before cessation, creating white splashes as it struck the surging, turbulent sea surface below.

The ocean seemed to be violently manifesting its raw vitality, with waves rising from the white mist like jagged rocky cliffs, each collision carrying boundless ferocity.

The vast ocean had descended into chaos, and Bryston, the empire's largest coastal city, was plunged into turmoil.

The Port of Bryston's lifeblood was its maritime import and export trade. The harbor, adjacent to the massive ocean, was lined with fishing vessels of various sizes along its shores.

Despite it being broad daylight, countless fishermen gathered at the dock, hesitantly eyeing the densely packed fishing boats, yet none dared to set sail.

For Bryston's sky had been completely obscured by thick layers of clouds.

Though it was noon, the port seemed to be gradually sinking into darkness.

Dark clouds overlapped like layered scales, as if completely sealing away the burning sun.

The torrential rain plummeted violently from the sky, scattered by fierce winds until it vanished into the air.

The chaotic raindrops appeared to coalesce before crashing onto the port buildings with thunderous impacts.

The frenzied rainwater came from all directions, drumming against the fishing boats and creating wooden echoes that resonated throughout the port.

Watching their vessels swaying with the undulating sea surface, the fishermen's faces showed resignation:

"Looking at today's conditions, seems we can't go out to sea again."

"Ah, another day wasted."

"Let's go get a drink later. There's a new tavern that opened near the port - heard their liquor packs quite a punch."

The fishermen joked with each other, though bitterness lingered in their hearts.

Bang! Clang!

The sound of heavy cargo being dragged echoed from another part of the dock as sailors called out while battling the chaotic rain:

"Quickly unload the cargo from the ships and move it to safety!"

"Keep it dry - don't let the rain touch it!"

The sailors surged forward in waves, breaking down the cargo into smaller portions to transport to the warehouses.

Many sailors suddenly halted mid-task.

Some turned to stare at the churning sea surface.

The waves seemed to have grown even more ferocious.

Their eyes widened as they saw waves rising like the arching spine of a giant beast, filling them with terror:

"Hey, something's not right."

"What's wrong?"

The sailors gazed seaward.

Massive waves reached toward the sky, their towering crests creating an incredibly shocking sight.

In all their years at sea, they had never witnessed waves of this magnitude.

Several ship captains with decades of seafaring experience looked at the waves before them, their expressions growing grave:

"The folks who went out early today..."

At this point, many fell silent, their faces instantly clouded with grief and regret.

They realized that their companions who had set sail early this morning, or those who hadn't returned from last night, were likely already lost.

No vessel at sea could avoid being instantly capsized.

Worse still, they could be swallowed whole by the giant waves, smashed to pieces, and sent to the ocean floor.

At this moment, a slight tremor passed through the ground.

The fishermen and sailors stood frozen at the port, while the experienced captains suddenly widened their eyes in horror.

Dropping his pipe in shock, one captain shouted:

"No, it's a tsunami!!!"

A tsunami!?

As common knowledge dictated, tsunamis were massive disasters triggered by undersea earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and other natural calamities.

But Bryston had never experienced a tsunami before.

As the empire's second most prosperous city, Bryston maintained a Mage Weather Bureau.

Weather mages regularly inspected the surrounding seabed and used magic to maintain geological stability underwater.

Yet this time, a real tsunami was occurring without any warning signs.

"Run!!!"

Countless sailors abandoned their cargo and fled away from the sea.

Port residents screamed in panic at the sight of the approaching massive waves.

People pushed and shoved against each other in their desperate rush to escape the port.

Some were knocked down, others trampled underfoot as people rushed past.

Under the pouring rain, chaotic footsteps splashed through puddles, sending mud flying as clear sounds shattered.

Under the black clouds, the towering tsunami loomed like a ferocious beast lunging forward.

The massive waves instantly breached the port's high walls, carrying dust and rock fragments as they continued to surge forward.

The fishermen's houses were swept up by the waves and completely destroyed.

As the waves drew ever closer to Bryston's interior, they seemed poised to swallow the entire port.

The enormous shadow loomed over countless people.

People continued their frantic escape even though they had nowhere left to run.

But at this moment, a massive muscular figure actually moved against the flow of people, walking toward the tsunami.

He appeared tiny before the tsunami.

Yet among the fleeing crowds, he seemed incredibly tall.

The bear-man stood at the edge of the port, one foot stepping back while one hand moved backward in sync, both fists tightly clenched.

His muscles bulged slightly, blood vessels visible across his entire body.

[Martial Arts Stance]

Helnersen took a deep breath, his chest swelling like a towering mountain.

At this moment, the air around him began to fluctuate as thick white mist emanated from his body, swirling around him continuously.

The pure white clouds were particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

His hands gradually moved in circular motions, energy flowing through his body like a gentle stream, gathering in his limbs.

That incredibly massive energy, following his movements, instantly met the giant tsunami head-on.

What happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

The giant waves actually stopped in mid-air, suspended above the sea surface!

As if following Helnersen's movements, heaven and earth seemed to flip.

The waves appeared to transform into a blue curtain that could be easily manipulated.

With a slight turn of Helnersen's palm, moving as smoothly as flowing water,

Under his twisting motion, the entire wave seemed to transform into a thick rope, pulled taut in mid-air.

Snap!

The waves naturally couldn't maintain a fixed form, and at the moment of tension, they collided with each other.

The thousand-foot-high waves exploded, countless tiny white water droplets bursting in all directions.

The white mass of water completely scattered.

But Helnersen continued controlling the scattered spray.

Using his qi, he completely dissipated their remaining force.

Then Helnersen withdrew his stance.

He stood in place, returning to his original imposing yet elegant posture.

As if his previous movements had merely been a warm-up exercise.

Following his motions, the waves were no longer controlled and fell back into the sea at the edge.

Splash!

A surge of waves capsized the fishing boats.

Countless people stood terrified behind him.

Having witnessed such an incomprehensibly shocking scene, they couldn't even process what had happened.

After everything, the waves subsided.

Until the scattered droplets once again struck the ground and people's faces, making it impossible to tell if it was rain or seawater.

The cold sensation on their faces finally brought people back to their senses.

Raindrops continued falling into the now-calm ocean, creating countless rippling depressions.

At this point, someone stared dumbfounded at the inhuman giant Helnersen and suddenly cried out in shock.

"A bear... it's a bear-man!!!"

But then, it wasn't just the bear-man.

Countless mysterious figures wearing cloaks and face veils converged on the port from all directions.

This time, they didn't wear their hoods, revealing their different-colored long hair and distinctive demi-human beast ears.

Many port residents stared at them with wide eyes.

These people were... demi-humans?

Leon stepped out from the crowd, her cloak dancing in the wild wind, revealing a pair of pointed ears.

"She's an elf!"

Someone in the crowd recognized Leon's race and exclaimed.

At this point, Leon stood before the numerous demi-humans and spoke in a commanding tone:

"I'll be direct - we hereby order you, in the name of House Kravina, to evacuate Bryston Port within one hour."

These were... House Kravina's secret guards!?

House Kravina's secret guards had been demi-humans all along!

Everyone was shocked, and some felt a surge of fear in hindsight.

No wonder the demi-human traffickers in Bryston Port had either died or disappeared.

Fortunately, they had never engaged in the demi-human trade...

Some sailors were confused and were about to ask why when they heard Leon continue:

"Don't question my orders. The tsunami just now should explain everything."

Several ship captains were surprised and hurriedly asked:

"This... Miss Leon, will there be another tsunami?"

"More than that."

Leon said calmly:

"According to the mages at the Bryston Weather Bureau, the Padalenbu Sea area 310 miles from Bryston Port - its surrounding 62 miles have been enveloped in white mist."

"The mages can't detect exactly what's happening there, but one thing is certain."

"The tsunami just now came from there."

???

Countless sailors and fishermen stood frozen in place.

What the hell?

A wave that traveled over 310 miles to reach Bryston nearly flooded the entire port!?

No one could believe such an absurd thing, but this was what the Weather Bureau's mages had observed.

It was an indisputable fact.

Leon continued:

"We will notify Bryston's Royal Garrison to request support, immediately seal off Bryston Port, and construct defensive measures."

The severity of this tsunami made all the captains nod seriously.

"We will cooperate fully."

Then, the captains called their sailors to quickly begin moving cargo.

With only one hour, they would move whatever they could.

They could only race against time.

While directing their crew, the captains called for cart drivers to transport the now tilting and swaying ships, setting the entire port into motion.

The demi-human secret guards were responsible for maintaining order in the port, ensuring no chaos would break out amid the busy crowds.

The port had to be cleared within one hour.

As everyone was busy moving about, Leon walked over.

She looked at Helnersen, concern showing in her eyes:

"Mr. Helnersen, can you hold on?"

She had just witnessed Mr. Helnersen single-handedly stopping an entire tsunami.

However, Helnersen remained calm and collected, one hand behind his back as he gazed at the ocean.

"Hmm, if it's just tsunamis."

He held out his other hand, thumb and index finger slightly apart, leaving a tiny gap between them...

"It seems I'm still just a tiny bit more powerful."

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