Due to the time difference, Klein was attending a banquet at Portland Moment's house when he heard the stacked illusory pleas.
Such a banquet began at half past seven and lasted until half past nine or even ten. This was because the appetizers, soup, side dishes, main course, staple food, vegetables, fruits, and desserts totaled up to twenty dishes. The servingmen would serve them one by one, removing and replacing them in order to prevent the dining table from being messed up. Furthermore, there was an interval between each dish for the guests to chat. A gentleman had to take the initiative to communicate with the woman on his right.
In short, it's rather troublesome and tiring. Even the dishes and drinks have to be paid attention to … However, the taste isn't bad … Klein took the opportunity to say to Ma 'am Willis on his right while the roasted lamb was being replaced.
"Sorry, I need to use the bathroom."
He then stood up, pressed his right hand to his chest, and bent his back slightly to greet the other guests. Then, he left the dining table and headed for one of the washrooms on the second floor.
After entering and locking the door, Klein immediately took four steps counterclockwise and arrived above the gray fog.
… Mr. The Hanging Man's prayer. He wishes for me to help him obtain the goodwill of the Obninsk sea monster. He's willing to gather fifteen pages of Rosell's diary or help me do something of equal value … His progress isn't slow … Sitting in The Fool's seat, Klein emanated his spirituality and touched the constantly expanding and contracting crimson star.
He considered for a few seconds.
"Investigate all the Feysac colonels who participated in the Konotop naval battle in 1338."
As an expert in history, he learned from the Interrogator's Spirit Body that he died at the sea in 1338. After he died at the hands of the Feysacians, he immediately figured out which naval battle it corresponded to.
Throughout 1338, the relationship between Rouen and Feysac was tense, with occasional friction. However, there was only one battle in which a colonel-level officer died — the naval battle that broke out in East Balam's Konotop.
And in a Feysac fleet, there definitely weren't many colonels!
…
In the dark and deep seawater, Alger Wilson saw the endless grayish-white fog and heard Mr. Fool's response.
Investigate all the colonels of the Feysac Empire who participated in the Konotop Sea Battle in 1338 … Why would Mr. Fool pay attention to such trivial figures? This involved a huge secret? Alger's heart skipped a beat. He no longer hesitated and agreed.
"Your will is my will," Ye Futian said calmly.
Such a mission was difficult and complicated for him, but it wasn't dangerous. It was the type of mission he could handle right now.
After the response, Alger heard Mr. Fool's deep voice again.
"You can return to the vicinity of the target now."
That's it? As expected of Mr. Fool! After obtaining the authority, "He" was more like a Sea God than Cavituis, and his power was no longer limited to the Rorsted Archipelago! Alger was overjoyed and solemnly expressed his thanks. Then, he bent his waist and spread his legs, turning around and diving down again.
In just a few minutes, he returned to the side of the underwater volcano. He saw that the water around the huge, dark cave was in chaos. The tentacles were flailing and hadn't calmed down yet.
Although Alger believed that Mr. Fool was powerful and terrifying enough to be an awakening ancient god, he instinctively turned cautious when he saw this scene. He carefully approached "Him."
He suspected that the Obninsk's flailing tentacles were welcoming him.
And at this moment, above the gray fog, Klein, who was holding the Sea God Scepter, frowned slightly.
It refuses to communicate with Sea God. It even hates this feeling and isn't willing to get close to Sea God … he muttered as though he had a toothache.
He had failed to influence the surrounding waters with the help of the supplicant!
For some reason, the Obninsk had a strong resistance towards the Beyonder powers of getting close to sea creatures.
Through the prayer scene, Klein could vaguely sense the target's anger. It wanted to tear apart any living being that dared approach it.
Mr. The Hanging Man has gone over. He's gone over … The corners of Klein's mouth twitched as he decided to use a different method.
He raised the Sea God Scepter a little higher, making the blue gems on it light up one after another, emitting a bright and dazzling light!
Right on the heels of that, he transmitted the tyrannical aura of Lightning Storm onto the Obninsk.
The thick tentacles that had been stirring up the seabed suddenly froze, then fell down and stuck tightly to the ground. In the dark cave, countless green spots of light appeared.
Amidst a jarring grunt, a terrifying monster that could devour a sailboat crawled out. Its patterned black body was massive and distorted. It had three heads, and each head had more than ten eyes. Each of them emitted a green glow!
The monster immediately crouched down, as obedient as a domestic hound.
"Sure enough, communication requires skill." Klein nodded in satisfaction. Once again, he used his Beyonder powers of Affinity with Marine Creatures. Through mental communication, he made the Obninsk's three heads open their mouths at the same time.
This made three deep "caves" appear in front of Alger. Each of them was wide enough for a sailboat to pass through.
Praise Mr. Fool … Alger looked up at the "magnificent" scene in front of him as he couldn't help but mutter inwardly.
He didn't waste any time as he chose the head in the middle and quickly swam in.
A winding tunnel quickly appeared in Alger's vision. The walls were made of flesh and blood, and the width was comparable to the front deck of the Blue Avenger.
Gulp. Water surged inwards as it followed the tunnel deep into its depths. Alger hurriedly seized the opportunity to dive in.
Suddenly, he felt as though he had returned to the time when he had just become a Sailor. He was in a battle against the waves, and he felt dizzy and unable to maintain his balance.
By the time Alger used his Beyonder powers and finally stabilized his body, he had already left the tunnel of flesh and blood. He found himself in a pitch-black and empty World. There was a sticky sensation beneath his feet as a pungent stench of blood emanated from his surroundings.
In just a second, Alger realized that the liquid here was corroding him. He hurriedly created a layer of water film around him, causing it to expand and turn into a transparent ball.
He knew that he had entered the Obninsk's stomach. Without any hesitation, he took out the bottles he had prepared and began concocting the potion.
The supplementary ingredients were thrown into the wide-mouthed metal bottle one after another, mixing into a dark blue liquid. Then, a transparent "jellyfish" that resembled azure seawater was carefully placed in by Alger.
The distant drifting singing suddenly turned intense before it calmed down. The liquid in the wide-mouthed metal bottle didn't have a single ripple or bubble. It was as deep as the ocean before a storm.
Alger calmed his emotions and did some Cogitation. Then, he picked up the metal bottle and gulped down the Ocean Songster potion inside.
The cold, numbing liquid slid down his esophagus and entered his stomach. In an inconceivable manner, it instantly spread to every cell in his body.
At that instant, Alger vaguely heard countless voices. They came from all the living beings in the sea, but most of them were blocked by the Obninsk's body. All that was left was a relatively blurry sound.
Badump! Badump! Badump!
Alger felt his heart thump violently as it spewed out blood, spirituality, and sound waves, modifying his vocal cords and soul body.
He couldn't help but open his mouth and let out a huge sigh.
Amidst the sigh, Alger felt that his Spirit Body was slightly torn apart. As the sound waves spread outwards, they first turned into mottled scales on his skin before pulling out long strips of flesh, turning them into flailing tentacles.
The sound waves continued spreading outwards with the Spirit Body fragments, making contact with the sticky liquid in the Obninsk's stomach. They miraculously bounced back and entered Alger's body again.
Alger's nearly losing control instantly turned for the better. He hurriedly took the opportunity to sing loudly without any fear of embarrassment, hoping to vent all the invisible sound waves that could cause him to explode.
The rough, messy, and off-key singing filled with a heavy metal quality spread outwards, mixed with many Spirit Body fragments. Then, all of them were bounced back by the sticky liquid in the Obninsk's stomach.
During this process, Alger was like a material in a soundwave furnace as he was slowly being ground into shape.
Finally, he regained full control over his body and restrained the surging spirituality.
Finally … Alger closed his eyes as an irrepressible smile appeared on his face.
He had completed the goal he had been aiming for all these years — to advance to Ocean Songster!
He now has a shallow control over lightning, a better, more comprehensive, and longer underwater talent, as well as the ability to use his singing to influence his target … The latter ability has several directions due to the difference in everyone's characteristics. One is to use beautiful singing to interfere with the enemy's Spirit Body, making them fall into a daze or increase their explosive strength. Another is to simulate thunder to shock others. Another is to rely on messy and unpleasant singing to make the enemy irritable and lose their rationality … Alger observed his condition as he wore an odd expression.
He quickly extricated himself from such thoughts, picked up his items, and swam upstream to the Obninsk's mouth. He gently rapped its already closed mouth.
The mouth slowly opened and suddenly roared, spewing out everything in its mouth.
Alger instantly felt as though he was in midair as he nearly collided with a shark.
After a flurry of activity, he surfaced and swam towards the Blue Avenger.
When the specter ship's figure reflected in his eyes, he heaved a sigh of relief.
One of the problems Alger was worried about was that the Blue Avenger would suddenly have an anomaly while he was advancing.
Although an hour or two wasn't a problem, the World was always filled with surprises.
…
After receiving Mr. The Hanging Man's thanks again, Klein returned to the real World. He washed his hands and dried them before leaving the washroom and heading for the dining hall.
When the fragrance of food reached his nose again, he slowly took a deep breath and returned to his seat with a smile. As he bowed, he sat down.
At that moment, the banquet had entered the dessert stage.
From the looks of it, I spent too long in the washroom … I hope there won't be any rumors of Dawn Dantès having constipation after today … Klein silently muttered to himself as he smiled at Ma 'am Willis.
"When I was young, I ate many strange foods in the Southern Continent. One of them was called Tenet Plum. It tasted like light cream, just like the ones on desserts nowadays."
He tactfully explained the reason for his late return. It was that he had weakened his stomach when he was young.
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PS: I recommend a book, Journey to the Masterpiece. When The World's masterpiece is injected into the web literature DNA, can you still escape the invitation of Samsara?
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