Talos anxiously used his divine power to send a message, trying to recall the shallow sea gods who had just left.
However, what he did not expect was that just as his divine power message flew out and before he stepped out of the door, a group of sea gods who had hurriedly turned back swarmed over and blocked his way.
"Lord Talos, my godhead is beginning to wither!"
One of the gods shouted in horror.
"Lord Talos, please save us! The murlocs are facing a catastrophe!"
Another god shouted with equal anxiety.
......
In the blink of an eye, dozens of gods from the ocean system gathered together, chattering and yelling at Talos.
Everyone was eager to talk about the crises and difficulties they had encountered, and the voices rose and fell, interweaving into a noisy and chaotic sound wave.
However, because everyone said so much and their speeches were disorganized, Talos was unable to hear even a single complete sentence from beginning to end.
At this moment, he was tightly surrounded by this group of noisy people. He felt his head buzzing and his mood became more and more irritable.
Gradually, his expression changed from initial anxiety to ashen, and even several hideous blue veins appeared on his forehead.
Finally, Talos, unable to bear it any longer, shouted angrily:
"What are you arguing about! Do you think I'm dead? Speak slowly, one by one!"
Following this roar, a powerful divine power burst out, striking the depths of the hearts of everyone present like thunder.
Those subordinates who were originally chattering were instantly stunned by this divine power. For a moment, the whole scene was silent and you could hear a pin drop.
"You, you speak."
Talos's face was gloomy as he casually pointed at a male god in the crowd whose body was covered with shimmering scales.
If his memory was correct, this god seemed to be the racial god of a certain branch race of merfolk, and he only possessed a weak level of divine power.
The god who was named on the spot was stunned for a moment, a look of astonishment on his face, but he quickly came to his senses, took a step forward respectfully, and began to narrate the bizarre events he had encountered.
"Respected Lord Talos, I am the racial god of the three-colored murlocs, a branch of the Kuo-Toa murlocs."
"Unlike ordinary Kuo-Tao murlocs who can freely move between land and water and live an amphibious life, our Tri-Colored Murlocs rely more on shallow sea areas for survival."
Having said that, he paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and continued:
"However, just as this grand banquet was coming to an end, my faithful followers hurried over to report a shocking piece of news to me—the level of the previously calm shallow waters was actually dropping at an alarming rate!"
"So far, its depth has decreased by nearly a full meter!"
A distance of one meter may not sound like too much at first glance.
But the key point is that this is not some insignificant little lake or pond!
You know, this vast ocean in front of us occupies nearly half of the entire area of the world of Faerun!
In such a vast sea, even a water level change of just one meter is enough to trigger a series of unpredictable chain reactions and serious consequences.
With such a huge volume, the water level suddenly dropped by one meter. Where did the lost sea water go?
All this water is enough to flood a large area of land!
Although he was not the god of the sea, Talos, who was in charge of the ocean gods, frowned and turned his attention to other people.
Asked:
"Are you all the same? Do you have the same problem?"
After hearing this, the gods nodded in agreement.
It turns out that many of this god's followers and his sphere of influence are all located in the shallow sea area, and the earth-shaking change of the water level constantly dropping at this moment is undoubtedly a matter of life and death for them!
Every meter they descend means a significant reduction in their sphere of influence.
If the water level continues to drop, it won't be long before these shallow sea gods are forced to go to the deep sea and live with those hideous deep sea monsters.
"I already know about this matter. Don't worry, I will go and investigate it myself."
"But before that, I need to visit His Highness Pero and ask him about the specific circumstances of this incident."
As the God of Storms, Talos possesses great power, but he is not good at reconnaissance.
And it was daytime at this moment, so he decided to seek help from the sun god Pero to obtain more relevant intelligence information.
Only a few minutes later, Talos arrived at the Temple of the Sun.
As I walked into the hall, I saw the sun god Pero frowning, as if he was lost in deep thought. I didn't know what he was thinking about.
Talos did not dare to neglect and bowed quickly, saying respectfully:
"Your Excellency, I apologize for disturbing you without warning. I have come to see you today to share an important matter."
Then, Talos told Pero everything that had happened to him, without hiding anything.
"Water level..."
Pero sat in the chair, still remaining silent.
Not long after, he stood up, his eyes full of determination.
"Come on, Talos, you come with me."
Talos was a little confused by Pero's actions. Go? Where?
As if sensing Talos's doubt, Pero shook his head and explained:
"Go to Michael's Forest. That's where the seawater backflow phenomenon occurred."
Pero's face looked very bad, but Talos became furious instantly after hearing Pero's explanation.
"What? It's that damn Kroeber? How dare that bastard attack my Ocean God System!"
Talos hurried back to his temple, where his artifact, the Lightning Bolt, was still placed.
That weapon filled with the power of thunder and lightning, after Krober became the God of Thunder, had become a weapon that simply mobilized the magic power of the thunder element.
The power dropped significantly!
It just so happened that this was the time for him to seek revenge on Krober.
Then, a violent storm appeared on the sea surface in the lower world, occupying half of the sea surface, while the other half of the sea surface was still sunny.
However, the temperature of the sun is getting higher and higher.
Inside the camp, Krober and Osius, who was resting with his eyes closed, stood up one after another.
"Here I come."
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