Even when he left the Odora family's underground area, Emlyn White was still in a daze. He couldn't believe that he had received the 7,000 pounds so easily.
The draft in his hand felt light and weightless, but it made him realize the absurdity of reality.
The Hanging Man's method really worked … Lord Nibbs didn't expose me or punish me. Instead, he gave me a generous reward. And all this was to feign ignorance and encourage me to continue experimenting so as to observe in secret … Are the thoughts of the Sanguine that complicated … Emlyn sighed as he fell into a daze.
Soon, he reined in his wandering thoughts and turned his attention back to the 7,000 pounds reward.
With this, I can buy the baron's relics from The Hanging Man and concoct them into a potion …
"I'm about to become a Baron, Sanguine Baron Emlyn White!"
Emlyn's eyes lit up as his footsteps sped up.
Within the Sanguine, without the bestowment of a senior or the corresponding ritual, the level one was born at would be fixed at that level. It was almost impossible for one to advance through time.
As for the Sanguine who were about the same age as Emlyn, apart from the extremely lucky ones whose ancestors were nearing the end of their lifespans and had no choice but to bestow power to their descendants through a ritual, most of them were still stuck in the concept of adulthood. It was impossible for them to obtain the title of baron in the next few decades.
Emlyn's father and mother had lived for so many years, but up to now, they still hadn't become a baron. They didn't even see any hope!
When he walked out the door, Emlyn couldn't help but glance at Cosmi Odora.
This old Sanguine who was active during Rosell's era is only a baron now … And I'm about to reach this level! One day, I'll become a Sanguine marquis like Lord Nibbs! No, a duke, or even a prince! Only then can I shoulder the responsibility of being the savior of the Sanguine … Yes, the baron's relics are only about 4,000 pounds. There's still quite a bit of money left. I can buy a few more dolls and get them some new clothes … Emlyn subconsciously straightened his back as he walked in high spirits.
…
City of Silver, Berg household.
Derrick lit the candles and prepared for the sacrificial ritual.
After the frequency of the lightning alternated several times, he finally got his chance.
He was very sure that the Chief couldn't keep an eye on him at that moment. This was because he had left the City of Silver with Jack, who had recovered from his injuries, and an exploratory team. They were searching for the route that the other party had taken from the so-called seaside to the destroyed city-state.
It didn't take long for Derrick to set up everything. He devoutly and solemnly chanted Mr. Fool's honorific name.
He very skillfully and methodically sacrificed the Spirit Eater stomach pouch that Miss Magicians needed, as well as the Beyonder ingredients that Mr. The Hanging Man had specified, to the ruler above the gray fog.
There were many gaps on the solid city walls of the City of Silver, but they were filled with black and hard soil. There were clumps of fine weeds growing on them, swaying gently in the wind like human hair.
Suddenly, they all rose up, as if they wanted to catch something, but they fell back down without any strength.
…
Early morning, Church of Waves.
Alger Wilson, who had come to collect the bounty, heard a rather important piece of news from the diocesan bishop, Chogo.
Leticia Dolera of the Moses Ascetic Order had used her identity as an archaeologist to enter the depths of Symeem Island's jungle. It was unknown what she had done, but it had caused Sea God Cavituis, who had been in hiding for many years, to be on the verge of collapsing. It was frantically searching for an opportunity to continue its existence.
Rumor has it that this evil spirit that calls itself Sea God was defeated by two Cardinal Bishops and military powerhouses after it was discovered in the Rorsted Archipelago a long time ago. It could only barely escape and hide … This situation has lasted for more than a hundred years without any fundamental changes. Why is it suddenly on the verge of collapsing and unable to maintain its existence? Alger frowned slightly, thinking about what had happened recently that was different from the past.
A situation deliberately created by the Moses Ascetic Order?
But why didn't they do so in the past hundred years?
In order to cooperate with their other plans?
Amidst his speculation and puzzlement, Alger suddenly realized an important factor.
The most fundamental difference between the past hundred years and the past hundred years was:
The World had come to Bayam!
Mr. Fool's Blessed had come to the Rorsted Archipelago!
Wherever he appeared, it meant that something major was about to happen or brew? Previously, there was the Great Smog of Baekeland. In the middle, there was the anomaly in Bansy Harbor. Now, there's Sea God Cavituis's near-death struggle and the unknown plot of the Moses Ascetic Order … No, to be more precise, Mr. Fool's Blessed would appear wherever something major was brewing or about to happen! They had accepted Mr. Fool's arrangements and were pursuing the secret organizations and the activities of the evil gods and angels! With a change of thought, Alger was suddenly enlightened, feeling that he had grasped the truth.
It wasn't that something would happen wherever The World went, but that wherever something was about to happen, The World and the other Blessed would appear!
What benefits does this have for Mr. Fool? Is it purely to destroy the enemy's plot, or is it beneficial for "Him" to remove the seal and reveal more power? Alger held back his puzzlement and decided to seize this opportunity to submit a certain piece of information he had previously received.
He clenched his right fist and pressed it against his left chest.
With a hesitant expression, he said, "Your Excellency, while I was tracking down the remnants of Steel, I heard some news."
"What?" Chogo had originally planned on arranging for this bishop-level captain to search for traces of the Resistance at sea, but he was forcefully interrupted. He was momentarily vexed.
Alger "recalled" and said, "Someone mentioned Bansy Harbor in the chat.
"Someone mentioned Bansy Harbor in the chat, saying that something happened there, but the descendants of the Medici family hid themselves well and weren't discovered."
Bansy Harbor, something happened … Chogo took a step forward and pressed.
"What else did they say?"
"They said that the Church had a bishop who had fallen there, but nothing else. Your Excellency, is the Medici family a Darkness family from the Fourth Epoch?" Alger deliberately asked.
Chogo's expression sank.
"That's not something you should know.
"I will report to His Excellency Kottman immediately."
This referred to the Cardinal Bishop of the Church of the Storm, the Archbishop of the Rorsted Sea, and the true ruler of the Extraordinary World of the archipelago, Jaan Kottman.
Chogo thought for a moment, then asked,
"Who was the one who mentioned this? What does he look like? "
Alger was prepared.
"I don't know them, and they didn't appear again after that.
"I remember that the person who mentioned Bansy Harbor and the Medici family was an ordinary-looking young man. He had a thin face, a wide forehead, black eyes, black hair, and wore a monocle.
"He seemed to notice that I was eavesdropping, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he smiled at me."
Alger was describing Blasphemer Amon!
He wanted the cardinals to believe that the exposure of the secret between the Medici family and Bansy Harbor stemmed from a battle between Kings of Angels.
This is really a very suitable target for a reason … "He" won't come out to defend himself, and even if he does, no one will believe him … And divination on "Him" clearly won't have any effect … If I use Beyonder means to confirm the source of my information, there will be strong signs of interference because it involves Mr. Fool, preventing me from obtaining an accurate answer. From the looks of it, it's equivalent to what Amon did … Alger thought in relief.
Chogo nodded gently.
"Find these people and track down the whereabouts of the Resistance."
"Yes, Your Excellency!" Alger replied with a pious look as he punched his left chest with his right fist.
…
Dark clouds gathered high in the sky, and the sky was extremely dark. Heavy rain poured down, splashing white mist as it dripped to the ground.
In Bayam Harbor, the blue seawater slowly but surely rose. Cargo ships and passenger ships swayed like leaves floating in midair.
The rain didn't stop, and the sea level gradually approached the embankment. There were many spots in the city, and the environment was abnormally oppressive.
Zealous and numb locals, dressed in Taraba shirts and tattered jackets, came to the edge of the cliff or the embankment one after another and jumped into the sea.
Their flesh and skin rapidly lost their moisture, and when they fell into the sea, they had already turned into long-weathered corpses.
A group of people cried as they hugged a navy soldier who had walked out of the base. They angrily and sadly bit him to death with their teeth, leaving a mangled mess of flesh and blood. The streets were in chaos.
Splash!
Boom!
The embankment collapsed, and the rising seawater surged into Bayam City.
Klein woke up, and his mind was filled with the scene from his dream.
To a Seer, this was a very obvious revelation!
The Sea God, Cavituis, couldn't find a way to survive. It completely gave up and went completely crazy. It wants to create a storm, set off a tsunami, and drown the entire Rorsted Archipelago, dragging countless people to die with it? And at the same time, its believers are also doing all kinds of extreme things … I've already informed the Church of the Storm. They should be able to stop it in time … No, even if I didn't inform them, they would still be able to sense the problem and deal with it … Klein got out of bed, put on his clothes, and walked out of the bedroom.
He saw Blazing Dhaniz standing by the window, looking out.
He saw the clouds were low, and the rain was continuous, as if it would never end.
Are there signs? Klein walked to Dhaniz's side and also looked at the oppressive weather outside. He could vaguely hear the abnormal sound of the tide.
In the silence, an explosive thunder suddenly sounded in the air. The leaden clouds quickly split open, and the falling rain lost its backup. Everything returned to normal in the direction of the pier.
The first rays of the morning sun shone down from the sky, and Bayam seemed to be bathed in holy light.
Danitz hissed and muttered to himself, "That's right.
"Jaan Kottman changed the weather …"
Jaan Kottman … the Cardinal of the Church of the Storm? He suppressed the power of Cavituis? Klein retracted his gaze thoughtfully.
Dhaniz heaved a sigh of relief.
"I was quite worried just now. Heh heh, I was afraid that Sea God, who was about to collapse, would cause a disaster.
"But Jaan Kottman is here."
Seeing that German Sparrow didn't say anything, he added,
If we were at sea, even the King of the Five Seas and Queen Mystic wouldn't be able to defeat him.
"Captain said … Captain said that he's a Sequence 3 demigod, and the potion's name is …
"It's … the Sea King!"
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