After swimming out of the room, Hera looked around, found her bearings, and began to swim.

It was at this moment that Hera realized how fast she could swim.

It's almost as fast as the speed at which the shark usually carries me while swimming.

Various kinds of fish passed by before her eyes, and Hera was like a mermaid swimming in the magnificent ocean.

When Hera swam past the spot where she had just encountered the dragon, she saw a group of fish gathered in one place, seemingly doing something.

Hera looked puzzled and leaned closer to see what they were doing.

Pushing aside the outer layer of small fish and shrimp, they discovered a huge carcass lying on the seabed, surrounded by several sharks and dozens of crabs feeding on it.

And this was the very dragon that Hera had slapped to death.

At this moment, it was not only being torn apart by sharks and large crabs, but also by countless small fish and various other fish that were almost invisible, eating its scraps.

Besides these native creatures, there were also several sea bream on the periphery, picking up crabs that came to share the carcasses.

When they encounter this situation, they usually run over to pick up the crabs, but that's all they do; they would never consider catching all of these creatures.

This seems to be a rule they made with nature.

Looking at this, at the tiny ecosystem formed by this giant dragon.

Hera suddenly felt that the scene before her was very similar to a word she had seen in an ancient book.

One whale falls, and all things come to life.

"Nature is truly amazing..."

Just as Hera was lost in thought at the sight, a shark that was devouring meat suddenly had a cloud of turbidity in its eyes.

Then it roared like a madman and bit down on another shark next to it.

The other shark was clearly not expected to be bitten suddenly, and began to writhe in pain, trying to get the other shark to let go.

But the shark held on tightly, refusing to let go, and blood kept seeping from between its teeth and flesh.

Upon seeing such a commotion, the surrounding fish scattered in all directions, leaving only a few slow-moving and sluggish fish behind.

Many sea bream, however, were obscured by the school of fish and had not yet realized what was happening.

In the end, a large chunk of flesh was bitten off while the shark was still alive. The shark thrashed about in agony for a few moments before dying belly up.

"Everyone, run!!!"

"Something's wrong with this shark!"

Hera realized what was happening and quickly shouted to the few still-stunned sea bream around her.

The sea bream finally realized what was happening, glanced behind Hera, and then screamed and scattered in all directions.

Seeing that they had all dispersed, Hera breathed a slight sigh of relief. Just as she was about to turn around, a faint sense of excitement welled up inside her.

Hera's heart skipped a beat.

The next moment, a shark's mouth full of fangs snapped shut on its head.

His body thrashed about desperately, as if trying to rip her head off.

"ah--!"

Startled, Hera instinctively grabbed the shark's mouth with both hands and tried to pry it open.

A tearing sound.

The shark that had bitten Hera fell silent, the churning seawater gradually calmed down, and a bloody smell entered Hera's nostrils.

“Tear…” Hera seemed to realize something, gently released her hand, and looked back.

The ferocious shark had been torn in two from its mouth, with slivers of flesh still attached, preventing its internal organs from spilling out.

The entire death scene looked extremely gruesome; an outsider might mistake it for the work of a ferocious and bloodthirsty beast.

Hera suppressed the urge to vomit and, mustering her courage, gently grasped the shark's tail with two fingers.

He closed his eyes tightly, threw it forcefully in one direction, and the strong smell of blood disappeared in front of Hera.

Hera opened her eyes with a sigh of relief, looked at her little hands, and gave a bitter smile to herself.

It seems my strength is much greater than I imagined; I can actually tear a great white shark apart with my bare hands.

After checking the surrounding area for any injured sea bream, Hera began to investigate why the great white shark had gone mad.

She first looked at the other great white shark that had been bitten to death, then focused her attention on the dragon's corpse.

Recalling how similar the great white shark and the dragon's madness were, Hera felt that the problem most likely lay there.

She leaned down slightly to examine the corpse, which had been gnawed beyond recognition.

If something is driving them both crazy, what could it be?

When the dragon attacked itself, it was covered in wounds, and the crazed beasts were also mostly covered in wounds.

This shark went berserk after eating its flesh...

Virus!!!

Hera suddenly realized that everything seemed to connect.

These strange beasts were all infected with the virus, which is why they went mad. But the shark from earlier, because it ate the most meat, had the most toxins in its body, which caused it to go mad as well.

So where did this virus come from?

Hera first ruled out the possibility that it was a naturally occurring flu, because if it were the flu, it would have infected many uninjured beasts as well.

These strange beasts were covered in wounds, indicating that they must have been injected into their bodies.

Hera grew increasingly horrified; it seemed like something only a human could do!

But if someone else does come to the ocean world, what is their purpose in doing so?

Disrupting the order of the ocean world? Aren't you afraid that the big guy under your feet might get angry and scatter them all?

Thinking of this, Hera shook her head fiercely.

I'm overthinking it. Maybe it's just that some creatures carrying this toxin have suddenly started to multiply.

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