At this time, Poseidon slowly stood up from the sea, and his wounds had recovered as normal. There was a hint of madness in his eyes. The severe blow he had just suffered did not make him retreat, but instead aroused his stronger fighting spirit. "Logan Rhys, you really gave me a surprise, but today you still can't escape death!" Poseidon sneered and began to dance wildly with the trident in his hand. In an instant, the turbulent sea became even more violent. The sea water spun wildly with Poseidon as the center, forming an extremely huge whirlpool. The whirlpool continued to expand, and its diameter soon reached hundreds of meters. The surrounding sea water was sucked in madly, and even General Long Wei, Liu Jun and others who were watching the battle from a distance felt a strong suction force and had to rely on their luck to resist it. "Um?" Dustin frowned slightly, his face solemn. He felt an unprecedented pressure. The power of this vortex...