City of Silver, top of the spire, Chief's room.
Colin Iliad, who had white hair and an old scar on his face, looked at the deep darkness outside the window until a silver-white beam suddenly erupted in the distance, bringing a few seconds of light. Only then did he retract his gaze and nod slightly.
"Chirmont successfully broke through …"
His gaze then fell on the two-meter-tall young man standing in the middle of the room.
"Derrick, do you know why I, who had become a Sequence 3 Silver Knight after my first exploration of the Giant King's Court, kept suppressing my subsequent plans and not implementing them?"
Derrick thought for a moment.
"Your Excellency, on the one hand, you want to see if there's any other way to circle to the seaside. On the other hand, you are waiting for the other Elders of the six-member council to advance to Sequence 3."
And now, both of these things had been accomplished.
Nearly five months ago, an expedition team from the City of Silver discovered a hidden path. From there, they circled around the mountain where the Giant King's Court was located and arrived at the seaside. However, the sea was illusory. There was no way to pass through it. Forcefully entering the water would only cause their bodies to gradually disintegrate.
Now, another demigod of the six-member council, Waite Chirmont, had finally advanced and become a Sequence 3 Silver Knight. He could have his own honorific name and respond to the prayers of the other residents of the City of Silver within a certain range.
Colin Iliad sighed.
"Very good. Your understanding of the situation is very clear and comprehensive.
"If it wasn't for the fact that I have no other choice, I really don't wish to bring you into the Giant King's Court again and attempt to open the sleeping Dark Angel's palace …"
At this point, Demon Hunter Colin paused for a moment before continuing.
"I don't know how much danger such an exploration will bring. All I can do is make sufficient preparations in advance. Now, Chirmont has finally succeeded. Even if an accident happens in the future and we are unable to return, he and the other Elders will be able to support the City of Silver, allowing everything to continue and wait for the next opportunity."
He sized up Derrick for a few seconds and nodded in agreement.
"Your growth is better than I expected. If it wasn't for the fact that the matter with the Giant King's Court was caused by you, I really wanted to keep you in the City of Silver as a reserve Elder of the six-member council."
Hearing this, Derrick Berg answered without hesitation.
"Even if you want me to stay in the City of Silver, I have to apply to head there."
This was the light he saw. This was a chance to save the City of Silver in his heart. He was willing to give up everything for it.
Colin Iliad showed a rare smile.
"You're still too young. When you've experienced a lot like me, you'll understand that compared to drawing your sword, sacrificing your life with passion, enduring humiliation and helplessness, and persevering in the darkness is a much more difficult and painful thing.
"If you don't believe me, you can ask Chirmont later. Ask him if he's willing to lead the expedition team to the Giant King's Court or stay in the City of Silver."
Derrick fell into silence. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Colin Iliad didn't continue the topic and instead asked, "What's the matter?
"Has your Priest of Light potion been completely digested?"
"I completely digested it last week," Derrick answered frankly.
Colin Iliad nodded.
"Have you gathered all the supplementary materials?"
Derrick acknowledged with a grunt.
"I've gathered all of them. I'm just short of preparing the ritual."
His ritual needed to strip away the strongest and most unwilling emotions, and then inject them back after consuming the potion.
After a few discussions at Tarot's gatherings, as well as Miss Justice's private attempts, there was already a mature plan.
With the help of this Sequence 4 Manipulator's control over the mind domain and Mr. Fool's Angel's Embrace, it would be completed.
Demon Hunter Colin didn't rush him as he calmly said, "Don't be anxious.
The second exploration of the Giant King's Court will still take some time. "
"Wait for me to become an Unshadowed?" Derrick took the initiative to ask.
Colin Iliad didn't deny it as he nodded slightly.
"I'm also waiting for Lovia to become a Black Knight. Her ingredients and ritual have already been prepared."
Upon hearing this, Derrick immediately felt pressured.
…
In the capital of the Rorsted Archipelago, the City of Generosity, Bayam, at the top of the bell tower attached to the Church of Waves.
Cardinal of the Church of the Storm, high-ranking deacon of the Mandated Punishers, Sea King Jaan Kottman stood behind the railing, looking at the sea that wasn't as blue as before, as well as the burning ship wreckage floating on it.
"Hmph, in my territorial waters, even a War Bishop has to lower his head …" This demigod with a well-defined body and a rigid face muttered as he retracted his gaze.
He had dark blue hair that was as thick as a worm and a pair of dark blue eyes. He controlled the weather and sea around the Rorsted Archipelago.
Standing beside the Sea King, Alger Wilson didn't show any signs of frustration as he patiently waited for Jaan Kottman to shift his attention to himself.
Apart from the fact that most Beyonders of the Sailor pathway were irascible, they often trembled in submission when facing high-ranking Beyonders of the same pathway. This stemmed from the characteristics of a Tyrant.
After murmuring, Sea King Jahn Kottman finally cast his gaze at Alger, who was leading a fleet of "pirates," and said without any expression,
He said without any expression, "Your performance this time was very good. The Council of Cardinals has approved your review and decided to let me preside over your advancement ceremony."
After receiving Queen of Calamity Cohinem's relics, Alger found an opportunity to report the matter to Sea King Jaan Kottman.
He began from the exploration of the elven ruins in the primitive forest of Sonia Island and recounted his encounter. He only changed two details.
First, he said that he had taken the initiative to head to the elven ruins to ambush the Feysacians and had deliberately searched for a suitable location. This was confirmed by many sailors who were present at the time.
Second, he downplayed the autonomy of his actions. He only said that he had dreamed of a female high elf on the night he explored the elven ruins and drank a cup of wine from her. Nothing abnormal happened after that, so he didn't pay too much attention to it. When he arrived at the Rorsted Archipelago, he woke up one night from a deep sleep and suddenly realized that he had entered a gorgeous palace at the bottom of the sea. He had picked up a coral that was emitting lightning.
Although there were many witnesses and physical evidence to prove that Alger's description was true, Sea King Jaan Kottman didn't fully believe him. He sent him back to Pasu Island to be investigated by Pope Garde II.
With the help of Angel's Embrace, Alger appeared to tremble in front of the Tyrant's aura. Without holding back, he confessed that he had some ambition after meeting the female high elf in his dream. For this, he had taken the initiative to head to the Rorsted Archipelago, hoping to receive the inheritance. However, in fact, he had concealed the most core secret and the most serious problem.
He had used the method of confessing his "ambition" to pass the investigation. As for whether the female high elf had given him a fortuitous encounter because he had some elven bloodline or if she had some hidden motives, he expressed that he wasn't sure. He hoped that His Holiness could investigate and find an answer to put him at ease.
Alger showed his fear of the unknown, making the cardinals believe that this was the main reason why he had reported his fortuitous encounter.
This plan was designed by Alger himself, but he had received Miss Justice's suggestion to make every segment more humane.
Of course, as expected, after that, Alger didn't wait for the advancement ceremony. Instead, he entered a period of observation.
The pope of the Church of the Storm, the Grounded Angel, had reinforced the seal in Alger's body, preventing the Cataclysmic Interrer characteristic from seeping out and affecting him for two years.
In the past half a year, Alger had led the pirate fleet assigned to him and worked hard to harass the ships of Feysac and Feynapotter. He had even directly participated in naval battles, taking quite a bit of risk to make contributions again and again. He had fully displayed his piety towards the Lord of Storms and his obedience to the Church's orders.
Finally, after the recent naval battle in the Rorsted Archipelago, the situation had become increasingly difficult. He had finally received the approval of the Council of Cardinals.
Alger clearly took a deep breath. Then, he punched his left chest with his right fist and shouted,
He shouted loudly, "Holy Lord of Storms!"
His excitement was half a performance, and the other half came from the bottom of his heart. This was because he had been under quite a bit of pressure over the past half a year.
Ma 'am Hermit had finished digesting the Mysticologist potion and was preparing to advance to Sequence 3 Clairvoyant.
Although Miss Justice hadn't completely digested the Manipulator potion, she had made considerable progress. Furthermore, she was a complete rookie when she first joined the Tarot. Now, she had become a true demigod. She wasn't just a Sequence higher than Alger, but an entire level.
It wouldn't take long for Sun to advance to Sequence 4 Unshadowed and obtain godhood.
The Star had also finished digesting the Sequence 5 potion and had accumulated quite a bit of merit. He was just waiting for the higher-ups to give him an opportunity.
After one trip after another, Miss Magicians wasn't far from digesting the potion. And her teacher had prepared the corresponding Sequence 4 Secrets Sorcerer potion ingredients for her.
There was no need to mention the German Sparrow of The World. Even if he suddenly expressed that he had become an angel, Alger wouldn't find it strange.
Miss Judgment was currently a Sequence 5 Disciplinary Paladin. She was digesting the potion and working hard to catch up to everyone's progress.
The Moon, who didn't like to work hard, felt a certain degree of anxiety. He was seeking the possibility of becoming a Sanguine Earl.
Faced with such a situation, as one of the most senior members of the Tarot, Alger naturally didn't wish to be left behind. He was eager to advance to Sequence 4 and become a demigod.
After so many days, he had been suppressing the anxiety in his heart and patiently waited. There were two times when he showed signs of losing control, so much so that he had no choice but to seek treatment from Miss Justice.
And now, he had finally received the answer he wanted the most.
Pass the test and prepare for the ritual!
Divine Emperor of the Nine Heavens
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