CHAPTER 371: CHAPTER 226: JUDGMENT, ANNIHILATION OF A NATION, DEVOURING THE WHALE

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Three minutes later.

Cezar lifted the crown from his head and casually tossed it to the ground. Then, with the White King’s Staff in hand, he walked expressionlessly out of the Imperial Palace and stood atop the high steps.

Looking down at the islands on the sea, there was already a palm-sized Nobel Shark on his shoulder.

"I’ve already had the surviving members of the Royal Court Army return to the island," the little shark said. "Seeing you with the White King’s Staff, their attitude did a complete 360-degree change."

"This country is so ridiculous, letting a scepter decide who is King," Cezar muttered softly.

Yaguba pondered and then asked, "Is this really okay?"

"I’ve said it before, Yaguba, now that Li Qingping is dead, and so is Father, I have no reason to stay in this place anymore."

"To those people, you might become a historical criminal?"

"No matter what they think, it doesn’t matter... I promised you something, and I’ll do it."

After a long silence, Cezar suddenly raised the White King’s Staff high, and the end of the staff suddenly gathered a light of black and red, resembling the alternating nights and dusks of the Box Garden World.

This power was originally designed by the ancestors to escape enemy invasions. Once this light rushed up to the sky, the islands on the sea would be sent away from the Whale Court to the human world. Yet now, he used this power to completely destroy the Box Garden Kingdom, a use completely contrary to its original design.

"Can they survive in the outside world?"

Cezar silently watched the changing light on the staff and suddenly asked.

Yaguba flicked its tail and said earnestly:

"Don’t worry, there is a ’Translation Medal’ in the common level Anecdote Fragment. Once they wear it, they can communicate with the outside world’s humans... Moreover, to study the history of the Box Garden, countries in the human world will help them adapt. They are a valuable group, comparable to a tribe of primitives suddenly entering modern society, and won’t be easily abandoned!"

It paused: "And the most critical thing is: you’re not a Prince anymore... Cezar, their fate has nothing to do with you, no need for guilt."

"Nothing to do with me? That sounds really selfish."

"You humans love to be sentimental, but that’s not the way of sharks. What’s wrong with being selfish? Whether it’s a person or shark, you only live once, why carry things you don’t like?"

Cezar pondered for a moment and lightly nodded.

"Still feeling guilty, huh?"

"Father valued this kingdom so much. He would definitely be angry knowing I chose this in the end, right? And... once the island residents leave the Box Garden..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yaguba suddenly leapt from his shoulder into the air. Nothing else had changed except its small, sharp teeth and mouth, which suddenly expanded countless times, then it screamed toward the islands on the sea:

"All you primitive rabble and rabble Red Dragons listen to Shark Shark, you must live well in that world!

"Otherwise, Shark Shark won’t let you off even as a ghost, you’ll end up in Shark Shark’s belly! There’s no Whale Terrarium in Shark Shark’s belly for you primal folks to scrape by!"

After Yaguba’s roar, the entire Whale Terrarium seemed to fall silent for a moment. The next instant, under the lights of thousands of homes, people peeked out of their houses, looking toward the imperial city in the sky.

After its long shout, the little shark’s mouth had returned to normal, wrapped in black tides, returning to Cezar’s shoulder.

It turned and grinned a row of sharp little teeth at him:

"Feeling better now? Look, after Shark Shark’s comfort, everyone’s spirit is high." Saying this, it pointed a fin toward the islands.

People gathered in the streets, looking up at the sky and talking in fear.

Cezar was stunned for quite a while, murmuring softly, "Yaguba, are you an idiot?"

He suddenly smiled silently, then raised his head high and released the final authority of the White King’s Staff to the sky.

At the staff’s end, a hue transitioning from twilight to the night sky shot upward, landing on the whale’s skin, then transforming into countless meteor-like lights cascading down, accurately falling onto every island in the Whale Terrarium.

Not long after, the brightly lit islands on the sea gradually vanished, transforming into streams of light ascending unhindered, quietly heading to the world outside the transparent whale belly.

The islands were relocated, and the residents were naturally taken away as well.

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Simultaneously, in the Real World, above the sea close to Bergen.

On the islands from the Box Garden, as bonfires flickered, people stood dazed, raising their heads. What they saw was no longer the same old transparent whale skin but a clear night sky.

The bright moon hung high, and under the dark sky stretched an aurora of alternating hues of cyan and blue.

Looking into the distance, the brightly lit city of Bergen lay upon the fjord, and at this moment, the Legendary Whale "Chikanao" was moored at Bryggen Pier.

For some among them, it was likely the first time seeing the Legendary Whale’s true form in their lifetime, and the first time realizing how small the belly of the whale they used to live in truly was.

The sky they once couldn’t touch was merely the underbelly of a 200-meter-long whale.