Just as Klein sorted out his thoughts, Erland caught up to the two of them and said with a smile, "We've found the target.
The investigation is over. I'll send you back to the hotel first. I'll bring the reward in two days. Also, it's best if you don't go out today. "
Klein maintained the attitude that a German Sparrow should have. He only nodded slightly and didn't respond.
On the way back to the Wind of Azure Inn, Dhaniz clearly had questions or sighs he wanted to express, but due to the presence of the military personnel, Erland, he could only change the topic and discuss with great interest which pirates would be caught in the city-wide investigation today.
To him, as long as those people didn't belong to the Golden Dream, they weren't considered friends. They weren't worthy of sympathy.
After entering the hotel room and watching Erland leave, he closed the door and clicked his tongue.
"Book of Calamity … Ancient elven ruins … This is really interesting. However, why are elves like devils? Just by taking their book and casually flipping through it, that woman went crazy and lost control! "
What kind of image do you have of elves? Creatures that are active in the mountains and seas, good at cooking, and like nature? Heh, according to Little Sun, the eight ancient gods before the Cataclysm were very tyrannical, cruel, and evil. Among them was Elf King Soniathrym. And the elves who believed in "Him" and treated "Him" as their king probably weren't any better. You can refer to the members of the Aurora Order … The Beyonder races left behind from the Dark Epoch basically don't associate them with the concept of "good" in the minds of ordinary people … Klein replied inwardly.
Of course, he didn't rule out the possibility that after the ancient gods perished, dragons, giants, elves, Sanguine, and other creatures would gradually get rid of the negative effects and eventually become more normal. However, this would only be limited to the middle and lower levels. It didn't include those demigod-level powerhouses, and the high elf who left behind the Book of Calamity was clearly the latter.
With a thought, Klein suddenly realized something.
Dhaniz knew Elvish!
He recognized the name of the ancient sheepskin book as the Book of Natural Calamity!
Vice Admiral Iceberg's education of her crew has reached such a level. Not only does she popularize ancient Feysac, she even teaches them Elvish, which can stir the powers of nature … Perhaps Jotun and ancient Hermes are also part of the Golden Dream's curriculum … They really are a bunch of pirates with knowledge and dreams. However, Madam Captain, aren't you being too biased? Dhaniz's performance in many aspects doesn't meet the mark … That's right, for a pirate whose main job is to hunt for treasure, the most important thing is to grasp the ancient language … Klein ignored Dhaniz's sigh and cast his gaze out the window.
At this time, the sky was still somewhat gloomy, as if a storm would fall at any time, causing people to involuntarily feel depressed.
Klein nodded indiscernibly, feeling a little relaxed as he thought,
After finding Leticia and learning of the ancient elven ruins on Symeem Island, the Church of the Storm and the kingdom's army should be able to quickly use the ruins' connection with Cavituis's hiding place to find this increasingly crazy Sea God. Or they can use the ruins to accelerate its collapse.
This way, apart from the most fanatical and devout believers of the Sea God who will die, the others won't suffer any harm …
Klein had originally thought of using the spirit world to locate Sea God Cavituis after his death and before the official Beyonders found his hiding place, he could sneak in and take away the treasure. However, before this plan could even begin, it seemed to be on the verge of failure due to the appearance of the Book of Natural Calamity.
Phew … It's nothing. It only exists in my imagination and has never belonged to me. If it's gone, then it's gone … I don't even know what I can gain from it … It's best to resolve this matter this way … Klein retracted his gaze from observing the weather, feeling calm and relaxed. There was only an inevitable sense of disappointment.
On this day, he and Dhaniz followed Erland's suggestion and didn't go out again. They only moved around in the hotel.
In Bayam City, there were sporadic gunshots and explosions from time to time. It didn't completely subside until the sky turned dark.
…
The next morning, Klein woke up on time and found that the sky was still dark and cloudy.
This meant that the confrontation between the Cardinal of the Church of the Storm, the high-ranking deacon of the Mandated Punishers, Jaan Kottman, and Sea God Cavituis, was still going on.
Klein felt the pain in his stomach and was about to take a newspaper to the bathroom.
But when he saw Dhaniz, who was lying in a reclining chair with a piece of white bread in his mouth, leisurely reading the newspaper, he gave up on the idea.
Reading a newspaper while sitting on the toilet doesn't match the persona of German Sparrow!
Although it'll be boring, acting can't be relaxed … Sigh, I've found another difference in behavior between my true self and my disguised identity … Klein silently concluded and walked into the bathroom.
He took off his pants and sat on the toilet. He stared at the pale white wall in front of him in a daze, as if he was trying to read words from it.
At that moment, his spiritual perception was triggered.
He hurriedly tapped his teeth and activated his Spirit Vision.
Two thick, tall white bones appeared in front of him. They were the legs of the messenger.
The messenger stood there with its head sticking out of the ceiling, but the pitch-black flames in its eye sockets could still be seen.
It lowered its head slightly and looked down at Klein, who was sitting on the toilet.
Klein looked up and froze for two seconds. His mind was filled with baffling thoughts.
Should I be like a lady, hurriedly covering my lower body, or should I be open and fearless …
Before he could make a decision, the messenger threw down a letter and disintegrated into white bones. They fell like a rainstorm and disappeared into the ground.
Klein received Mr. Aztec's reply in a daze. It took him a while to react.
This messenger is becoming more and more impolite! Can't you see that I'm in the bathroom? Doesn't it know how to knock on the door first or stuff it in through the crack under the door! Klein cursed in exasperation and amusement.
On careful thought, he felt that it would be difficult for the messenger to stuff the letter through the crack under the door. A four-meter-tall behemoth would have to crouch down to reach that spot.
That scene is rather funny just thinking about it … Hmm, I'll add an additional paragraph when I write a letter next time. I'll get Mr. Aztec to educate the messenger so that it knows how to be polite … Klein unfolded the letter and read Aztec's reply:
"… According to the knowledge I can recall, I can provide two methods. The first method requires sufficient prerequisites. That is, an item that belongs to you or someone else is with Sea God Cavituis. This way, it can be easily located with the help of divination … The other precondition is that you can enter the spirit world. I have sufficient skills in this regard. Here are the three most commonly used methods …
"The second method is to use a secret deed ritual to pray to Red Light Aiur Moria. 'He' represents power and will. To a certain extent, 'He' grasps the knowledge related to the creatures and locations in the spirit world …"
So one of the seven pure lights, Red Light, is called Aiur Moria … The principle of a secret deed ritual is to adjust one's state, open up one's body and mind, and allow oneself to match the target bit by bit. Finally, they will overlap and gain the corresponding knowledge. And this kind of matching and overlapping is relative. At the same time that I gain knowledge, my own secrets will also be revealed to the target … I can't trust Red Light … I have too many secrets … Klein's first reaction was to eliminate the second method.
As for the first method, it lacked the possibility of success. Klein didn't have an item that belonged to him at Sea God Cavituis's hideout.
Unless I can use the Resistance to send something to Cavituis, or find the original owner of the item that the believers of Sea God had once sacrificed. Furthermore, it has to be an exclusive item … Send something to Cavituis … As he thought about it, Klein suddenly had an idea.
He focused his mind and deliberated over it a few times, believing that there was a certain chance of success.
After squatting in the toilet, Klein washed his hands and immediately took four steps counterclockwise. He arrived above the gray fog and attempted to divine what he wanted to do. He received a revelation that there was a certain amount of danger, but it could be endured as long as it was handled properly.
After doing all of this, he returned to the living room and walked to the reclining chair.
Dhaniz sat up and laughed dryly.
"What's the matter?"
"Do you know the corresponding prayer for Sea God?" Klein asked in a monotonous tone.
Dhaniz spread out his hands and suddenly hissed.
"Dogsh * t …" He cursed his injured arm softly before smiling. "I know. I've seen the Resistance hold a few rituals. Uh … To be exact, it's' Blessed of the sea and spirit world, Protector of the Rorsted Archipelago, Ruler of the undersea creatures, Master of tsunamis and storms, The Great Cavituis. 'Oh right, the two that were effective were chanted in Elvish."
Blessed of the sea and spirit world … That's quite a humble attitude … It's fundamentally different from my honorific name … That's right, I made it up by imitating the seven true deities … Klein nodded gently.
"Do you know where there are empty warehouses and abandoned houses?"
"Of course! Every great pirate has some, "Dhaniz replied without hesitation.
Klein immediately turned around and walked to the coat rack.
"Take me there."
What for? Although Dhaniz was puzzled, he didn't dare ask.
...
In a dirty and dilapidated warehouse in the dock area.
When Danitz saw Gehrman Sparrow take out three candles and many metal bottles, he finally couldn't hold back his curiosity.
He finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "W-what do you want to do?"
Klein didn't turn his head as he calmly replied, "W-what do you want to do?"
"Sacrifice."
"To whom?" Dhaniz pressed with interest.
After Klein set up the altar, he took out an iron cigar case and said calmly, "That's right.
He calmly said, "Cavituis."
The method he thought of was to directly send something to Sea God Cavituis!
As long as Cavituis accepted it, he could use divination and other means to find the other party's hiding place!
As for whether Cavituis would accept it, he had obviously considered it. He believed that there was a certain possibility. This was because Cavituis was now in a state of near-death. It was extremely crazy and basically didn't have any rationality. It only acted on instinct, and it might have a strong desire for the gray fog's aura.
Therefore, Klein planned on sacrificing an iron cigar case that was often placed above the gray fog to see if Cavituis would accept it. If it didn't, he wouldn't suffer any losses. He could just pretend that nothing had happened.
Sacrifice it to Sea God Cavituis? At that moment, Dhaniz felt that his brain wasn't enough. He was completely unable to understand German Sparrow's thoughts.
"Are you crazy? How can it accept your sacrifice? Even if it accepts it, what's the point? It's about to die! And it's very dangerous! "Dhaniz blurted out.
Immediately after, he added in his heart, "That's right.
No, German Sparrow isn't crazy, because he has always been crazy …
Klein glanced at him and simply said, "I'm an expert in this aspect.
I'm an expert in the field of sacrificial rituals!
I'm an expert in the field of sacrificial rituals! Klein wasn't modest about it.
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