Dragon-Erend rises to the surface. He swam slower the closer he got to the surface.
As he looked up, Dragon-Erend noticed the remaining sparks of lightning.
'Did I overdo it earlier?'
He realized that he might have made a mistake. The Magic energy that he let out seemed to be a large amount of energy indeed.
Now that his anger had subsided, Dragon-Erend just realized it.
'Hopefully, no one notices it.'
He could only hope that what Tut had said was true.
Hopefully, the Magic he cast completely messed up the satellite signals so no one would notice that something was off in the sea.
Even though Tut said that Dragon-Erend felt that he should prepare himself to give an excuse.
Something that can go wrong will go wrong. So, there was still a chance that someone would find out what was happened.
Dragon-Erend is almost to the surface. He drew closer to the ship's anchor chain.
He deactivated [Thunder Dragon Transformation] and then changed back into his human form.
After that, he climbed the ship's anchor easily until he finally returned to the ship.
"Hhh..." Erend took a deep breath.
He took off his wet tactical armor. Then walk towards the mess.
He saw blood and organs splattered. Next to that were cold and lifeless bodies.
'Tut, are they all dead?'
Erend asked while observing the soldiers who were previously infected by the evil Magic.
[ "They're not dead yet. However, they won't be able to return to the way they were before." ]
'So what should I do? Should I kill them?'
[ "They won't do any harm. It's just, they have been infected by that Magic for too long. So they have lost their minds." ]
"Shit..." Erend cursed loudly.
He shook his head looking at all the soldiers who had been infected earlier.
"This many Soldiers had to die because of that Magic. This reminds me of when I was still in the bunker fighting the Elves. I also saw something a lot back then."
Erend made another round. Apart from the soldiers who were infected with evil Magic earlier, there are soldiers from special forces who should be undergoing training here.
But what happened now was beyond their expectations.
They left this morning with the hope of undergoing training and returning home with satisfactory results.
Yet it turns out that they have come to this condition instead. Dead, torn and decapitated.
'Did the Elves possibly know about this evil Magic?' Erend asked.
[ "In fact, they know. You can listen to their direct explanation." ]
Erend nodded his head. 'Well, more reason so I can meet Aurdis again.'
The rain had stopped and the dark clouds that had gathered earlier parted on their own.
It was as if their task had been completed and they were freed from the force that forced them to gather here.
When Erend looked up, he no longer saw the helicopter that had brought them here.
He nodded in satisfaction. That means Adrien and Billy are out of here.
He didn't mind even if they left him. And they're not stupid either.
They knew that he would have a better chance of surviving and fighting if they left.
After all, now that the evil Magic's interference was gone, he could already contact the military headquarters by radio.
Or if the radio still doesn't work, he can use the boat the soldiers used to return to town.
"Hey, there's someone alive!"
Erend was startled when he heard someone's voice.
He thought there were no more survivors on this ship. But when he turned to the source of the sound, Erend saw two soldiers who were still alive.
The two soldiers looked at Erend with pleased looks, which were mixed with surprise.
They both approached Erend. Because Erend had removed his helmet and most of his armor, the two of them could tell who he was.
"Sgt. Drake?" said one of them.
"I didn't expect you guys to be alive," Erend replied. "How did you guys live?"
"Uhh... we're just trying to survive by hiding in the container. Maybe those who turn are too busy with everything that's in here. So only a few chase us."
The two of them walked towards Erend with weak steps. One of them walked with a limp because his leg is wounded.
There were wounds on their arms, legs, and armor. That indicated that they were also facing incredible difficulties.
Then they took off their helmets. Even so, Erend couldn't remember who they were because he always suggested his mind to ignore them.
"Maybe you don't know us. My name is James and this is Liam. Just so you know, we don't join in saying bad things about you and your friends like the rest."
Erend didn't care about that.
Judging from their appearance, they might be younger than Erend. Their rank also seems to be below his.
But about whether they were mocking him or not, Erend didn't believe it.
He couldn't believe that there was someone who didn't make fun of them in this group.
"Whatever," Erend said. "Quickly call military headquarters and have someone pick us up here."
Erend entered the ship's room followed by James and Liam.
"Did you see lightning flashing from the sea?" Liam asked while walking with a limp.
"I thought that nothing weirder would happen. But suddenly there was lightning that struck from under the sea!"
Erend glanced at Liam briefly. But he didn't say anything.
"I'm going to call headquarters. You guys can sit down," James said.
After that, he went to look for the radio.
Erend and Liam sat on the chairs. Liam couldn't contain his curiosity and asked.
"How about you, Sergeant? You saw it, didn't you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about. I fainted and fell into the water," Erend replied.
Liam wasn't sure about that answer. But seeing Erend's cold attitude, he knew not to ask anymore.
'Shit, there are still two survivors. I don't know if that's a bad thing or a good thing,' Erend thought nervously.