In one of the houses within the Smurf vilge, a group of Smurfs and Goblins stood before a young girl. Uhe st time they had gathered, a t Ogre now stood among them.

  Upon closer iion, the faces of the Goblins and Smurfs bore expressions of disfort. Their longstandiy and the heavy sacrifices made in their flicts were noardly present, embodied in this unlikely gathering. They now found themselves serving the same master, leaving them at a loss.

  As for the Ogre King, there was no trabarrassment. Their kind revered strength above all else, and he would have accepted his death at Yverantheia's hands withret. The only reason he remained king was due to Yverantheia preserving his title.

  "You mentioned you had something important to say?" Yverantheia prompted.

  "Yes," the Ogre King firmed.

  This assembly had been called because, after their battle, the Ogre King had something crucial to vey to Yverantheia.

  "I had a premonition some time ago," he began. "We will soon face a formidable enemy, one so powerful that even if all Ogres biheir strength, we wouldn't stand a ce. This was why I sought to bee the Ogre King."

  "With all due respect, wasn't that powerful foe Lady Yverantheia?" a Gobliioned.

  "...I initially thought so too," the Ogre King admitted. "But after ht, I realized Lady Yverantheia was not the enemy I sensed. She did not annihite the Ogres as my premonition indicated."

  "I'll be ho," the Ogre King tinued. "My unique skill allows me to foresee certais, but only those that could lead to my death. These premonitions are vague, but they have helped me avoid death at least ten times."

  "Remarkable..." The Smurf Elder and the Goblin Chief, who had just begun to rex after the Ogres’ submission, now looked worried.

  "Do you have any other information?" the Smurf Elder asked.

  "Hmm... The premonition was tmented..."

  The Ogre King straio recall the feeling from his vision.

  "...Wait! I sensed a very humid air."

  "Humid? Could it be rain? No, perhaps the sea," the Goblin Chief mused.

  The mountain rahey inhabited bordered the sea. If the air was humid, their foe might be ing from the o, or the battle might ocear the shore.

  "The sea? Does the Abyss even have a sea?" the Smurf Elder wondered.

  "The Abyss?" The Ogre King looked puzzled. "We refer to it as the sea because it’s an endless expanse of water."

  Yverantheia frowned. Her memories told her the Abyss was vast, but not this vast.

  ‘No, even the sky here is strange. From above, it's endless darkness, but below, you see the sky, and there's sunlight without a sun...’

  The Abyss was far more than a simple yon, even more peculiar than a dungeon.

  "Lady Yverantheia?" The Ogre King's voice pulled her back from her thoughts.

  "It's nothing. I was just lost in thought. You were talking about the sea?"

  "Yes. I believe this unknown enemy es from the sea."

  "Hmm..."

  Judging by the Ogre King's demeanor, this foe was likely as powerful as Yverantheia, if not more.

  "I'll hahis enemy."

  "But we fight too..."

  "Just prepare to ensure your own safety."

  Faced with such a foe, Yverantheia was determio challe. With the Goblins, Smurfs, and now Ogres all under her and, she bore the responsibility of proteg them. The power she gained from their allegiance made it imperative she eheir safety.

  "Uood. Please be careful."

  "Of course. I haven't achieved my goals yet."

  ...

  Several days passed. The Smurfs, Goblins, and Ogres were busy strug defeructures. It was a rare sight—three once-hostile races w together on the same project.

  Time was difficult to measure in the Abyss, with no day ht. The most they had were subtle ges in the sunless "sunlight."

  Yverantheia sat on a rock half a mountain, gazing at the endless o. Gentle waves pped at the shore, and the "sunlight" sparkled oer's surface like tless diamonds.

  In the human world, this would be a famous sic spot, attrag nobles, adventurers, and travelers alike. Here, however, it ce fraught with danger, and Yverantheia was the only oo behold its beauty.

  "Lady Yverantheia, the defeructures are nearly plete."

  "I see. Go bad prepare."

  "Could it be...?"

  "It's ing."

  Suddenly, the previously calm sea grew turbulent, and a massive shadow emerged within the light blue waves.

  "May the gods bless you in battle!" The Smurf Elder bowed slightly before running back.

  Yverantheia focused ily on the enormous creature emerging from the sea, marveling at its size.

  "It's truly enormous. Are you a Kraken, or some new Pnt-type monster?"

  The giant creature, t dozens of meters above the water, had a light green body with numerous tentacles extending from its , and even more tentacles below the water.

  It resembled a creature from another world, akin to a being named 'Cthulhu,' though few knew what that actually looked like.

  Upon closer iion, its tentacles resembled thick vines, and it had characteristiique to Pnt-type monsters.

  "Your strength... exceeds that of the demon tiger. You must be at least sixth level."

  Among the powerful beings Yverantheia had entered, this "Pnt Cthulhu" seemed strohan the demon tiger. Her own power was hard to gauge, but she estimated it to be around sixth level.

  In parison, before leaving the forest, she had been at low-tier fourth level. After battling the Ogre King, she had reached the peak of the fourth level. Even so, she was no match for this creature, evident by its disregard for her as it advaowards nd.

  But strength wasn't solely determined by level. Sometimes, quantity could overe quality.

  In an instant, Yveraransitioned from sitting to a bat stance, leaping towards the "Pnt Cthulhu" and nding a powerful pun its forehead.

  Caught off guard, the creature ushed back.

  "Let's begin our battle."

  ShoujoDirector