It felt as if some kind of barrier had been broken.
Alka clearly felt the fluctuation coming from Pororo. At this moment, Pororo had broken through to the Three Spirals.
"I! Pororo the Shark-Fishman, Warrior of the Great Ocean! I will pass through the storm!"
He kept roaring. Magic Power continuously gathered in his hands, and water wildly coiled and spun around him.
At this moment, Alka sensed something unusual about the ship's height. He leaned over the side to look down.
A giant shark, composed entirely of water currents, was carrying the ship.
Its watery tail swept continuously, propelling them forward along the ocean waves.
They were swiftly traversing the storm with remarkable stability, experiencing no jarring up-and-down movements.
The companions who had set out with them were long left far behind.
Another massive wave rose from the side, sweeping directly toward them.
