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100\% DROP RATE : Why is My Inventory Always so Full?-Chapter 414 - Water
The Obsidian Tower drifted slowly through the gray interplanar expanse as the detected coordinates drew closer.
Lucien stood before the panels, watching.
At first, the small world appeared only as a distant glow in the dimensional ocean.
Then the tower approached further.
And the shape became clear.
It was a sphere.
The sphere was not transparent. Its surface was not solid either. It resembled a thick membrane of vibrating energy, like a soap bubble formed not from liquid but from tightly woven frequencies.
Ripples moved across it continuously.
Bands of light shimmered over its surface as if countless invisible waves were colliding and stabilizing the boundary of the world inside.
The sphere hummed.
Even through the tower’s filters, Lucien could feel the faint resonance pressing against the panels.
A world contained within a living membrane.
But then Lucien saw something that made his expression darken.
Scars. Several jagged rifts cut across the sphere’s surface.
They looked like wounds in the vibrating membrane, places where something had forced its way through.
Lucien’s jaw tightened.
Someone had already tried to pierce it.
His face turned ugly.
"That means..."
The Black Mass monsters had already found this world.
Lucien’s gaze hardened as the tower drifted closer.
He did not know the fate of the beings inside.
Perhaps they were still resisting.
He could only hope he had not arrived too late.
Lucien adjusted the tower’s approach.
The Obsidian Tower glided closer to the sphere, and as the distance shrank, the scale of the world became overwhelming.
The sphere was enormous.
Large enough that its curvature stretched far beyond the horizon of the viewing panels.
Lucien studied the rifts carefully.
He did not use them.
Entering through those wounds would mark him as an intruder.
The world itself would likely treat him as an invading organism.
Instead, Lucien commanded the tower to begin another scan.
"Locate the weakest membrane segment."
The tower responded instantly.
Arrays rotated.
Formation rings began recalculating pressure gradients across the sphere.
Soon the answer appeared.
A point where the dimensional tension was slightly thinner.
Lucien nodded once.
"That will do."
Before forcing entry, he examined the world more carefully.
Structural Insight activated.
Lucien’s pupils glowed faintly.
His mind began calculating.
The frequencies across the sphere’s membrane were complex, but the pattern felt familiar.
Lucien’s eyes narrowed.
He had seen this resonance before.
The split-open site.
The seam where that small world had once been torn apart.
The frequency signature was the same.
Lucien exhaled slowly.
’That saves me time.’
He did not need to experiment.
His divine energy flowed into the pedestal again.
The tower responded immediately.
Runes rotated.
Calibration arrays adjusted.
Lucien tuned the tower’s resonance carefully.
Outside the sphere, the Obsidian Tower began vibrating.
Dimensionally.
From the inside, the tower looked unchanged.
But outside, its structure blurred slightly as waves of resonance rippled through its obsidian frame.
The tower’s frequency began synchronizing with the membrane.
Lucien watched the calculations stabilize.
The tower was no longer foreign.
It was now vibrating in harmony with the world.
To the membrane, the tower would appear as something native.
Lucien gave the final command.
"Advance."
The Obsidian Tower moved forward.
The vibrating membrane touched the tower’s surface.
For a moment, the entire sphere rippled like disturbed water.
Then...
The membrane opened.
The tower slipped through as if passing through thick liquid.
Lucien watched carefully.
The membrane closed behind him.
Perfect entry.
But something felt strange.
According to the manual, once a tower pierced the membrane, the traveler would be pulled straight toward the world inside.
A dimensional portal.
That was how monsters were delivered instantly to the surface.
But Lucien felt no pull.
The tower simply continued drifting.
Slowly.
Lucien frowned.
"That’s odd."
The tower finally emerged fully inside the sphere.
And then Lucien froze.
The panels displayed the outside world.
But what he saw was not the void.
It was water.
Water in every direction.
An endless ocean filled the entire visible universe.
Lucien blinked.
He checked the panels again.
No mistake.
Above.
Below.
Every direction.
Water.
Lucien stared in disbelief.
"...You’ve got to be kidding me."
His gaze slowly drifted across the watery expanse.
There were lights scattered throughout the ocean.
Tiny points of brightness.
They shimmered gently in the distance like stars.
But they were not stars.
They were clusters of vibrating energy drifting through the water, emitting faint pulses of light.
Lucien rubbed his forehead.
’The Primordial Slime really made a variety pack of worlds.’
A slow realization crept into his mind.
’...This looks like Kaia’s belief system.’
He exhaled.
’Did the Primordial Slime design worlds based on the Liberators’ cultural myths?’
He shook his head.
"Ridiculous."
But not impossible.
Lucien opened his crafting interface.
A list of recipes appeared.
He scrolled briefly before selecting one.
"Deep-Sea Transit Vessel."
A submarine.
Lucien began crafting.
Within seconds, a sleek vessel appeared in his storage.
He summoned it.
It resembled a black spear-shaped submarine, its hull layered with dense void-metal plating designed to resist extreme pressure.
Lucien left the tower.
He stepped inside the submarine and stored the Obsidian Tower back into his core.
The vessel activated.
Propulsion runes ignited along the hull.
Lucien guided it forward.
The submarine moved effortlessly through the ocean.
The pressure here was immense.
But compared to the void itself, it was manageable.
Especially with this void-metal construction he was riding.
Lucien traveled through the vast ocean universe for several hours.
The scenery remained breathtaking.
Lights drifted like stars through the water.
Currents moved slowly across unimaginable distances.
It felt less like an ocean.
And more like a cosmic sea.
Eventually, Lucien saw something ahead.
Land.
A massive structure floated within the water.
Lucien slowed the submarine.
His eyes widened slightly.
The landmass was enclosed beneath a colossal dome.
A firmament.
A transparent barrier separating the ocean above from the world below.
Lucien stared.
"Seriously..."
The structure looked eerily familiar.
An enclosed world.
A dome separating heaven and the waters above.
Lucien sighed.
’This is literally the old Earth cosmology.’
He circled the structure slowly.
The land beneath the firmament was not very large.
A continent-sized island surrounded by inner seas.
Lucien scanned the area carefully.
No monsters.
He frowned.
"That’s strange."
If the monsters had already punctured the membrane, there should be signs of invasion.
But the world looked...
Peaceful.
Lucien began scanning the lower section of the firmament.
If the ancient myths were correct, there should be a connection point between the waters above and the waters below.
He continued searching.
Then he found it.
A massive channel beneath the landmass where water flowed downward through a natural opening in the firmament.
Lucien grinned.
"Well I’ll be."
He guided the submarine toward it.
The vessel slipped into the underwater passage.
Currents pulled gently downward.
Then upward.
Lucien followed the path carefully.
Moments later the submarine emerged into a completely different ocean.
The waters beneath the firmament.
Lucien slowly raised the submarine toward the surface.
Sunlight broke through the water above.
He smiled.
After all the dimensional travel, the bizarre cosmic ocean, and the strange cosmology...
He had finally entered the small world.
Lucien leaned back in the pilot seat, eyes sharp.
Excitement stirred in his chest.
But so did suspicion.
Everything about this place was strange.
And the monsters...
He still had not seen them.
Just then—
Lucien had barely begun studying the surface currents when the calm shattered.
A deep thunder rolled through the air.
Lucien blinked.
Before he could investigate further, shadows cut across the sunlight filtering down through the water.
Something large moved overhead.
Then several shapes burst into view.
Airships.
They descended from above the ocean’s surface. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
Lucien’s submarine hovered several hundred meters beneath them.
Apparently not hidden enough.
A loud voice echoed from one of the ships through amplified water magic.
"Target confirmed!"
Another voice followed.
"Everyone, attack! We will not allow any invasion to succeed!"
A moment later a chorus of voices joined the command.
"For the land protected by the Water Goddess!"
"Purge the evil!"
Then the bombardment began.
Bolts of light streaked downward like falling stars.
Spears of compressed water spiraled through the ocean.
Flaming meteors wrapped in protective bubbles crashed toward the submarine.
Lucien stared at the panel.
"...Seriously?"
The attacks hit.
Explosions rippled through the water.
Shockwaves burst outward, throwing massive columns of bubbles into the surrounding ocean.
For several seconds the submarine disappeared inside a storm of magic.
Lucien waited patiently.
The submarine did not move.
The void-metal hull absorbed every strike without even vibrating.
Not a scratch appeared.
Outside the chaos slowly settled.
The attacking soldiers stared.
One of them spoke uncertainly.
"...Did we destroy it?"
Another voice immediately shouted.
"No! Continue attacking!"
The commander’s voice rang through the ocean.
"We cannot allow this monster to reach the sacred land protected by the Water Goddess!"
The cannons recharged instantly.
Another wave of attacks erupted.
Lucien rubbed his temples.
"Unbelievable."
More explosions slammed against the submarine.
Still nothing happened.
The void-metal hull might as well have been indestructible compared to the weapons these airships possessed.
Lucien leaned back in his seat, watching the chaos through the observation panel.
His thoughts drifted briefly.
He sighed.
’No wonder the monsters are not here.’
Then he muttered quietly.
"These people are insane."
The barrage continued.
And then suddenly—
A voice spoke.
It was soft, yet it echoed across the entire ocean like a command written into the water itself.
"Stop."
Everything froze.
The airships halted instantly.
The soldiers stopped mid-attack as if the word itself carried absolute authority.
Lucien raised an eyebrow.
The ocean around his submarine began to move.
Slowly.
The water lifted.
Currents spiraled upward, forming enormous rotating columns that twisted together in the air above the submarine.
The ocean itself seemed to obey an unseen will.
The water gathered.
And then it formed a figure.
A massive woman made entirely of water stood above the submarine, towering like a goddess carved from the sea itself.
Her hair flowed like cascading waves.
Her eyes glowed with pale blue light.
Her form was elegant, serene, and overwhelmingly powerful.
The soldiers in the airships erupted in excitement.
"The Water Goddess!"
"The Goddess has appeared!"
"Praise the Goddess!"
Some even knelt within their ships.
Others pointed toward Lucien’s submarine with absolute confidence.
"The Goddess has come to destroy the invader!"
"That creature is finished!"
"The Goddess will not allow evil near the sacred land!"
Lucien watched the spectacle in silence.
The enormous water figure slowly turned its head.
Its glowing eyes focused on the submarine.
Lucien expected divine fury.
Or condemnation.
Or perhaps an attack strong enough to finally test his hull.
Instead the water goddess leaned forward slightly.
Her gaze sharpened.
Then she spoke.
"...A submarine?"
Lucien blinked.
He stared at the towering figure carefully.
Then realization struck him.
His lips curved upward slowly.
"Oh."
Now he understood.
The Water Goddess...
...was the Liberator of this small world.







