Warlock of Oceans: My Poseidon System-Chapter 210: Leviathan’s Graveyard (24)

As Cyrus stood over the fallen mage, a subtle shift occurred in the throne room. The Sea Monarch, initially impassive, inclined his head in a nod of acknowledgment. It was a gesture laden with unspoken implications, signaling the recognition of Cyrus’s prowess and the completion of the appointed task.

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The guards, who had maintained an unwavering watch throughout the confrontation, subtly shifted their stances. Their reactions were a blend of respect and wariness, acknowledging Cyrus’s triumph while remaining vigilant in the presence of the enigmatic ruler.

With a glance towards the Sea Monarch, Cyrus awaited further instructions, his every movement attuned to the unfolding dynamics of the underwater realm. The throne room, a tableau of bone-crafted grandeur, became a stage where the next act of the Leviathan City’s mysterious narrative would soon unfold.

The Sea Monarch, breaking his silence, spoke with a voice that resonated like distant ocean currents. "You have proven your mettle, human. Your journey within the Leviathan City has only just begun. There is much yet to unveil, and the currents of destiny guide your path."

As the words hung in the aquatic atmosphere, Cyrus felt a subtle shift in the currents of fate. The Leviathan City, with its bioluminescent flora, bone-crafted structures, and enigmatic inhabitants, held secrets that awaited discovery. With a final nod from the Sea Monarch, Cyrus braced himself for the next chapter of his enigmatic odyssey within the depths of the underwater metropolis.

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In the dim confines of her prison cell, the woman found herself succumbing to the monotony that permeated her captivity. The damp, stone walls seemed to close in on her as time stretched into a languid stream of endless moments. In an attempt to break the numbing routine, she searched for something—anything—to occupy her restless mind.

A small rock, weathered and unassuming, caught her attention. With a flicker of determination, she scooped it up from the cold floor. The weight of the rock felt surprisingly comforting in her hands, a tangible connection to the otherwise desolate surroundings.

Tossing the rock into the air, the woman watched as it arced gracefully before colliding with the unforgiving surface of the cell wall. The sound, a dull thud, echoed through the confined space, offering a fleeting distraction from the oppressive stillness.

The rhythmic repetition of the motion became a simple ritual, a way to punctuate the silence that enveloped her. Each toss and impact, though inconsequential in the grand scheme, carved a tiny rift in the stifling atmosphere of her confinement.

As the woman continued this modest diversion, her mind wandered, tracing invisible patterns in the air with the rock. The echoes of each toss formed a rhythmic cadence, a silent dialogue between her and the unyielding walls that held her captive.

"Want to join me?" A voice echoed between the bars of her cell.

"Nah, I’m fine. I don’t really like working for people."

"So you’re just going to rot in here forever?"

"I guess."

"Why not give yourself a second chance…" No response from the human woman, so Cyrus decided to continue. "I don’t like working for people either, but I know when to set aside my pride in order to accomplish my wants and my needs. Do you have no ambitions?"

"There is an organization I want to take down, killing everybody within it," The woman finally responded.

"Then use him. Use the sea monarch to gain that and when the time comes, you can flee from his confines, but that doesn’t work unless you put in the work. Gain his trust, gain his loyalty, and allow him to lower his guard… then you flee."

"You make it sound so easy… running away from a god that is."

"Trust me, he is no god."

"Excuse me," The woman rolled her eyes. "A demi-god. How could I forget? That’s so much better than a god," She muttered sarcastically.

"That’s what I’m doing."

"I don’t care what you’re doing."

"Suit yourself," The boy muttered, walking down the prison hall before hearing the woman raise her voice once more.

"Wait."

Cyrus lightly grinned as he turned around and headed back towards the cell, containing the beast of a human woman. She could be useful to him as he wasn’t entirely sure, but according to the sea monarch, she had a type of magic that could help Cyrus evolve from a human into something greater.

"Tell me the details of this job. What will happen if I accept the offer?"

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Cyrus, having traversed the regal halls of the palace, found himself standing before a door adorned with opulent jewels. The intricate craftsmanship reflected the grandeur of the Leviathan City, promising a glimpse into a realm of luxury. With a sense of curiosity, he turned the ornate handle, and the door swung open with a hushed elegance.

Stepping into the room, Cyrus was greeted by a lavish display of opulence. The walls, adorned with intricate tapestries depicting scenes of mythical sea creatures, added a touch of fantastical allure to the surroundings. The floor beneath his feet was covered in plush carpets that felt soft and inviting.

The imposing bed dominated the center of the room, its frame a masterpiece of craftsmanship. Fashioned from the colossal bones of ancient sea creatures, the bed exuded an aura of both macabre beauty and regal opulence. The skeletal structure, adorned with intricate carvings that depicted underwater scenes and mythical creatures, spoke of the city’s reverence for the sea’s history.

Draped over the bed were rich fabrics in hues reminiscent of the ocean’s depths. Deep blues and greens, mirroring the colors of the Leviathan City’s waters, cascaded elegantly from the bedposts. The fabrics bore subtle patterns that resembled the delicate movements of underwater currents, adding a touch of ethereal grace to the regal comfort they promised.

Pillows and cushions adorned the bed, each a small work of art. Embroidered with intricate patterns that depicted sea motifs and symbols, they beckoned for respite. The textures varied, from velvety softness to the smooth touch of silk, creating a sensory experience that invited rest and relaxation.

The play of light from the glistening chandeliers above danced upon the bed, casting subtle reflections on the fabrics and embellishments. The room seemed to come alive with an otherworldly glow, and the bed, with its bone-crafted frame and ocean-inspired adornments, became a focal point that seamlessly blended the mystical with the luxurious. It was a haven within the palace, a place where the aquatic themes of the Leviathan City met the regality of a ruler’s chambers.

Glistening chandeliers, suspended from the ceiling by delicate chains, bathed the room in a warm and ethereal glow. Each chandelier was a masterpiece of craftsmanship, adorned with intricate jewels that caught the light and refracted it into a myriad of colors. The play of light against these jeweled accents created a mesmerizing dance of hues, casting a kaleidoscope of reflections across the room.

The chandeliers hung at varying heights, creating an uneven yet purposeful distribution of light. The warm tones, reminiscent of the sun’s gentle caress on the ocean’s surface, contributed to an ambiance that felt both inviting and enchanting. The jeweled embellishments, ranging from sapphires to emeralds, sparkled with an inner luminosity, adding a touch of opulence to the already regal setting.

As the light filtered through the jewels, it painted intricate patterns on the walls and floor, creating a dynamic interplay between shadow and illumination. The room seemed to come alive with a magical energy, as if the very essence of the sea had been captured and woven into the fabric of the chandeliers. This ethereal display transformed the space into a sanctuary of beauty, where the aquatic themes of the Leviathan City found expression in the artistry of light and jewels.

A set of ornate furniture graced the room, elevating its regal atmosphere. A finely crafted desk took center stage, its surface adorned with intricate carvings that depicted scenes from the depths of the ocean. Sea creatures, rendered with meticulous detail, seemed to come to life in the rich, dark wood.

The chair accompanying the desk matched the lavishness of the ensemble. Its backrest featured a delicate lattice pattern reminiscent of underwater coral formations. The plush cushioning, upholstered in a fabric that mimicked the texture of seaweed, provided both comfort and aesthetic cohesion.

Adjacent to the desk, a wardrobe stood tall and imposing. Its doors were adorned with nautical motifs—anchors, shells, and intricate waves—creating a sense of unity with the aquatic theme prevalent in the Leviathan City. Jeweled handles, crafted to resemble pearls, added a touch of opulence to the wardrobe’s design.

Completing the ensemble, a lavish bed occupied a prominent position in the room. The frame, fashioned from the bones of ancient sea creatures, spoke of both grandeur and macabre beauty. The beddings, in oceanic hues, offered a soft contrast to the intricate bone structure, inviting rest with an air of regal comfort.

Together, these pieces of furniture told a story of opulent craftsmanship, blending the mystical allure of the underwater world with the earthly elegance of a luxurious abode. The room, a haven within the Leviathan City’s heart, served as a testament to the marriage of artistry and grandeur.

The tall, elegantly framed windows provided a breathtaking panorama of the Leviathan City’s ethereal beauty. Beyond the transparent surface, the underwater currents gently swayed bioluminescent flora, creating a mesmerizing dance of light and shadow within the room. The soft glow emanating from the plants bathed the space in a tranquil radiance, offering a surreal connection to the aquatic wonders just outside.

As the bioluminescence painted an ever-changing mural on the windows, it transformed the room into a living canvas of underwater enchantment. The play of colors and patterns mirrored the vibrant life that thrived in the Leviathan City, infusing the chamber with a sense of harmony and connection to the mystical realm below.

During the day, natural sunlight filtered through the water, creating patterns of dappled illumination that danced across the room’s surfaces. The interplay of sunlight and bioluminescent glow blended seamlessly, evoking a sense of perpetual twilight within the confines of the luxuriously appointed space.

In essence, the windows became portals to an underwater paradise, offering Cyrus a front-row seat to the beauty of the Leviathan City. Whether day or night, the room’s ambiance was intricately tied to the ever-changing spectacle just beyond the glass, creating an immersive experience that transcended the boundaries between the opulent interior and the aquatic world outside.

As Cyrus took in the sight of his new quarters, he couldn’t help but marvel at the seamless blend of regality and aquatic aesthetics. The room, a sanctuary within the heart of the Leviathan City, spoke of a civilization that embraced both the mythical and the majestic.