Above the gray fog, the crimson star that represented the "star" also began to expand and shrink. The ripples created by it gradually overlapped with the ripples created by the other three stars, turning into a tide that surged and reverberated throughout the mysterious space, causing it to tremble slightly.
After recounting the matters regarding Klein, Leonard ended his prayer and waited for Mr. Fool to respond.
However, after a quarter of an hour, he still did not receive any feedback.
"Mr. Fool's response has always been very timely …" Leonard couldn't help but mutter.
In his mind, Pallez Zoroast fell silent for a few seconds before reminding him with a slightly aged voice.
"Recall what The Fool said during this period of time."
Leonard thought carefully and said slowly,
"In the middle of the week, he reminded us not to go to the forest in the northwestern suburbs of Baekeland … Hmm, he seemed to be hinting that the gathering next week might not be held as scheduled …"
"As expected." Pallez Zoroast let out a long sigh and said, "The Fool has expected Amon's appearance. 'They' might be secretly clashing in different domains. One wants to protect Sefirah Castle, while the other wants to become the new owner of Sefirah Castle. Your former colleague has unfortunately been embroiled in this matter."
"Mr. Fool expected it? This is a trap "He" set up for Amon? "Leonard's eyes lit up as he blurted out.
Pallez seemed to have spent some time thinking as he spoke much slower.
"That might be the case. It's also possible that Amon used that trap and took the initiative. Don't underestimate a Blasphemer, a powerful King of Angels."
From Leonard's current understanding, Mr. Fool was either the owner of Sefirah Castle that was slowly recovering. It was unknown which deity he corresponded to in history, or he was the embodiment of a sefirot. At present, he still couldn't control his authority and strength well. He needed to undergo a qualitative change.
Regardless of the possibility, Mr. Fool had yet to reach the level of a true deity. There was a high chance that "He" was at the same level as Kings of Angels.
Under such circumstances, Mr. Fool and the terrifying Blasphemer engaged in an intense battle. It was rather normal for neither of them to be able to defeat the other for a long period of time. After all, that person was one of the strongest hidden existences beneath the deities. He was even more powerful than the Hidden Sage, who was often classified as an evil god. Even deities would be wary of him.
"…" Leonard couldn't help but tense up. He asked worriedly in a low voice, "Old man, do you have any way to help? Isn't Amon your biggest enemy? "
That kind of help might be limited, but it should be able to fish Klein out of this whirlpool.
Pallez Zoroast laughed when he heard that and said with an obvious self-deprecating tone, "That's right.
"Do you have too many expectations of me that you shouldn't have?
"Indeed, if Amon obtains Sefirah Castle, I'll definitely die at 'His' hands. I might not even be able to survive this winter. And if Sefirah Castle is left with The Fool, I might still have a chance of surviving in the future.
"But do I, an old fellow who has just recovered the strength of a Sequence 2, have the ability to interfere in a battle at this level?
"Even if I use the Yesterday Once More charm, what can I do in just two to three seconds? Yes, yes, at a critical moment, this might be able to help The Fool distort the situation, but I don't even know where 'They' are fighting. How can I seize the opportunity? "
Leonard fell silent after hearing Old Man's series of words. He then lowered his head, raised his hands, and pressed them against the sides of his head.
"Could it be that all I can do is watch helplessly …"
Pallez sighed and said, "Patience.
All we can do now is be patient.
"That Fool and Evernight should have a certain tacit understanding with certain deities and Kings of Angels, or even a cooperative relationship. 'They' won't allow Amon to take away Sefirah Castle.
"Just wait patiently. Perhaps it won't be long before we see an opportunity."
Leonard half-straightened his body and tilted his head back. He took a deep breath and exhaled.
"I understand."
…
In the waters near Sonia Island, the Blue Avenger, which had received orders from the Church of the Storm to attack the port and the Feysac merchant ships, was hiding outside the safe sea route.
Alger Wilson stood behind the window of the captain's cabin, using his "super vision" to stare at the coastline that was still a long distance away.
From this "newly advanced" Ocean Songster's point of view, there were many Captains who had accepted similar missions. They were all the cream of the crop among the Mid-Sequence Beyonders, and their joint operation would definitely be able to effectively harm Feysac's maritime transportation lines.
And this also meant that the attack from Feysac would be sufficiently fierce. There was a high chance that it would be led by a Sequence 4 demigod. He couldn't rule out the possibility of a Sequence 3 War Bishop or Silver Knight appearing.
This was a sufficiently dangerous development for Alger. He didn't want to land himself in such trouble.
At the same time, the crew, colleagues, and collaborators would monitor each other, preventing anyone from escaping the operation. If Alger were to slack off and wander on the edge of danger, it wouldn't take long before he had to consider whether to kill most of the crew and turn into a real pirate, or lose the Blue Avenger and return to Pasu Island to receive an internal trial.
By the end of this operation, the number of surviving captains won't exceed a third of the original number … Alger calmly analyzed and quickly came up with a plan to avoid danger.
It was to participate in the operation, but not be in a central position.
Alger planned on bringing the people on the ship to Sonia Island in the name of a "surprise attack" on the Feysac merchant ships and supply ships while the rest of his colleagues were frantically attacking the Feysac merchant ships and supply ships. They would hide in the primitive forest and occasionally cause some uncontrollable disturbances to the port. This way, the Feysac demigods would definitely cast their gazes at the sea and not him.
At the same time, in the eyes of the crew, he would be a role model who was willing to take great risks to venture deep into enemy territory.
After thinking of all the details, Alger immediately gathered his crew and explained his plan. In the end, he emphasized, "That's right.
Finally, he emphasized, "This will be very dangerous. Trust me, it's very dangerous. We won't be able to advance or retreat as freely as we can at sea. We might be surrounded by the enemy at any moment, but such an attack will definitely surprise the Feysac people and bring us the outcome we want.
"Are you willing to stay on the ship as cowards, or are you willing to follow me to become heroes and show your piety to the Lord?"
The crew's blood boiled as they impulsively spoke one after another.
"Kill the Feysac people!"
"Very good." Alger clenched his right fist and punched his left chest with a look of relief. "May the Storm be with us!"
"May the Storm be with us!" The sailors saluted and shouted.
After arranging this matter, Alger believed that he needed to borrow the Unshadowed Crucifix as soon as possible to expel the excess Ocean Songster Beyonder characteristic. Although he had exaggerated the danger of landing on Sonia Island, there was still a certain level of risk. Therefore, he wanted to recover to his best state as soon as possible.
And he had long understood the hint that Mr. Fool had given him. He felt that Mr. Fool would officially announce the cancellation of the Tarot Gathering tonight or tomorrow morning.
Of course, deep down in Alger's heart, he had some guesses. He suspected that every time Mr. Fool canceled the Tarot Gathering, something had happened to him. He wanted to use this nominal prayer to test if this mighty existence was still normal.
No, no, I can't test God … This isn't a test. Mr. Fool didn't hint that I can't pray to "Him" in the near future. Besides, borrowing the Unshadowed Crucifix is something I really need to do in the next few days … Alger paced back and forth, momentarily unable to make a decision.
At this moment, he heard the sound of crashing waves. Through the additional perspective provided by the ghost ship, he saw the seawater on the side of the ship part as a gigantic fish creature appeared.
This strange-looking giant fish opened its mouth and spat out a metal ball, allowing it to land on the deck.
Alger nodded and expressed his gratitude with a song.
This was a marine creature that the Church of the Storm had domesticated. In this operation, it and its companions acted as messengers between the various ships and the island under their control.
Upon receiving the gratitude, the giant fish's body trembled. With a flick of its tail, it dove into the depths of the sea and swam into the distance.
Alger watched silently for two seconds before summoning a gust of wind to send the metal ball to the captain's cabin.
Unscrewing the metal ball and taking out the piece of paper inside, Alger's gaze froze when he saw it.
"George III was assassinated …" Alger repeated the contents with a slightly solemn expression before recalling The World's German Sparrow's reminder and Mr. Fool's hint.
This time, he didn't hesitate. He sealed the room and softly chanted the honorific name:
"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era …"
…
The prayers are almost like a chorus … Mr. The Hanging Man wishes to borrow the Unshadowed Crucifix from Little Sun? Leonard, uh … These voices are layered and undulating, causing the surroundings to tremble … Klein raised his hand to rub his temples, feeling as though he was surrounded by an electric drill.
At this moment, he followed Amon deep into the desolate wilderness and saw that it was filled with grayish-yellow fog. There were several ravines, and there were many things loitering in the depths of the darkness.
Compared to the monsters that were quietly lurking before, the ones here appeared rather special.
Amon, who was wearing a pointed hat, raised his hand to stroke his crystal monocle and pointed ahead with a smile.
"In another half a day, we should be able to reach our final destination."
"Half a day … It hasn't even been a day … Didn't you say three days?" Klein's pupils seemed to dilate.
Amon smiled.
"I said it wouldn't take more than three days.
"A day is also not more than three days."
At this point, the King of Angels paused for a moment and asked with piqued interest,
"Did I mess up your arrangements?
"Did it make you feel even more despair?"
Klein didn't respond as he suddenly reached out and grabbed at the void beside him.
Nine Heavens Divine Sovereign
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