Desi's pies have more ingredients than Baekeland's, but they like to add some locally produced spices. The first few bites will feel a little strange, but once you get used to it, it'll have a unique flavor … Klein sat in his hotel room, occasionally taking a bite of the oily pies and drinking some refreshing sweet iced tea. He was having a rather pleasant time.
After he had his fill, he didn't immediately pack up. Instead, he picked up his top hat on the chair beside him and wore it on his head.
At the same time, his left glove suddenly turned transparent as his entire body rapidly faded away and vanished.
Klein entered the spirit world to "Travel" to the Berserk Sea's Bodo Harbor in search of food for Creeping Hunger.
The Eskelson Harbor he was in was indeed part of Desi Bay, but it wasn't any random point along the coastline. This was because it was an island, the southernmost island of Desi Bay. Crossing it meant entering the Berserk Sea.
Therefore, just as Klein headed towards the predetermined coordinates for a second, an abnormality appeared in front of him.
The nearby airflow of the spirit world took form, swirling into a wind as it howled and enveloped a vast region with no end in sight. The light inside was dark and gloomy, with dark clouds gathering. Lightning streaked across one after another, illuminating the surroundings like it was the end of the world.
At that moment, Klein felt as though he had arrived at an ocean ruled by a never-ending storm. However, he knew very well that this was the spirit world.
Indeed, it's just as mentioned in many mysticism books. The mighty power of Death's death not only changed the climate and environment of the ocean between the Northern and Southern Continents, making it filled with natural disasters and dangerous currents, making it famous for being berserk. Furthermore, it broke the barrier between reality and illusion, corrupting and destroying the corresponding spirit world, causing both sides to influence each other … In the Berserk Sea region, if a ritual involving the spirit world is held or powers related to the spirit world is used, there's a high chance of an accident happening, resulting in unexpected changes … Klein sighed as he used the scenes he saw with his own eyes to verify the records in the books.
From his point of view, if it wasn't so, the countries of the Northern Continent wouldn't have waited for Rosell The Great to explore a safe sea route before they had the chance to invade the Southern Continent. After all, to many High-Sequence Beyonders, they could directly bypass the natural barriers in the ordinary sense.
Rosell's safe sea route was not only a geographical one, but also a mystical one!
In other words, because the Berserk Ocean and the corresponding Spiriters' Realm affected each other and overlapped with each other, Klein could directly refer to the local nautical charts and travel through the natural disasters in the Spiriters' Realm.
After recalling what he had read, Klein found the correct location and entered the dark and gloomy spirit world.
The sound of howling winds came from all directions. Even though it was just the aftermath, it was enough to make Klein feel a chill that came from the depths of his soul or bone marrow. This made him believe that if he had been active in his Spirit Body state and hadn't used the Dark Emperor card, Tyrant card, or Aztec's copper whistle to enhance himself, he might have already suffered serious injuries.
If he hadn't been on a "safe sea route" and faced the black storm that was filled with the aura of death, he felt that he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it even if he had a physical body.
Compared to the strong winds, the dark lightning was even more dangerous. Just one bolt was enough to make Klein suspect that he wouldn't be able to withstand it. As for the hidden vortexes and wandering creatures, that was another risk.
There's no corporeal seawater here. I wonder what's at the end of the vortex … Klein followed the safe sea route and traveled at a moderate pace. From time to time, he would observe his surroundings to accumulate his knowledge.
Suddenly, he saw a strange creature.
It dragged a huge scythe and was located in the black storm. It was formed from one skull after another, bloated and massive.
The skulls were either grayish-white or grayish-black in size, and they were of different races. They were stacked on top of each other, forming a body, limbs, and head.
Almost at the same time that Klein saw this strange creature, it also noticed Klein. All the skulls turned at the same time, and with a cracking sound that couldn't be concealed by the howling, they looked over.
The deep eye sockets were one after another, and there were countless of them.
Klein's forehead twitched. Using his "Traveling" ability, he directly passed through the area and entered the next safe sea route.
Under the illusory sea surface nearby, bloody arms stretched out one after another. Illusory greenish-black tentacles danced in the air.
…
Outside the City of Silver, a black mausoleum was embedded into the ground, like an upside-down pyramid.
At that moment, dense black plants grew out from all the cracks in the mausoleum's bricks. Even the heavy door at the entrance had been corroded.
Colin Iliad carried his two swords on his back and stood outside the door with the other two Elders of the six-member council. They were observing the tunnel that went diagonally deep underground.
Lovia, whose silver-gray hair was curled over her shoulders, quietly observed for a while.
"It should be fine."
Compared to the past when he would switch between different mental states without any pattern, this Shepherd Elder was now deep and calm. There was nothing abnormal about him. His pair of light gray eyes were reserved and deep.
Colin nodded slightly and took out a bottle of medicine from the two compartments on his belt. He unscrewed the cap and gulped it down.
His light blue eyes quickly lit up. On his wrinkle-free skin, blood vessels protruded and were dyed silver-white.
Right on the heels of that, the Chief pulled out a straight sword and evenly smeared the silver-gray ointment on the surface.
While he was preparing step by step, another Elder of the six-member council, Waite Chirmont, was also doing something similar.
This burly man, who was nearly 2.5 meters tall and had a dark blue symbol tattooed on his head, didn't look more than 45 years old, but he was actually almost 80 years old. He was also a Sequence 4 Demon Hunter, a demigod existence, one of the main pillars of the City of Silver.
In the City of Silver, as there wasn't a lack of main ingredients, and the residents knew the acting method and had sufficient combat experience, it was relatively easy for Low- and Mid-Sequence Beyonders to advance. There were many Beyonders at Sequence 6, but from Sequence 5 onwards, due to various problems with rituals and other aspects, the number of Beyonders began to plummet. At Sequence 4, which had undergone a qualitative change, there might not even be one in a generation.
Waite Chirmont didn't use the dual swords commonly used by orthodox Demon Hunters, so that the different ointments could be used at the same time to deal with more complicated situations. He held an iron-gray hammer and carried a huge bow on his back that appeared massive despite his height. He looked like a miniature giant that had walked out of an oil painting.
The huge bow was a mystical item. Its side effects weren't too great, and it was recorded in the history books of the City of Silver. It had gotten its name because it had killed a demigod-level dragon.
It was called: Dragon Slaying Bow!
After finishing his preparations, Waite placed the iron-gray hammer in front of him with a bang. Then, he took out the huge bow and slowly pulled it back.
Sizzling bolts of lightning suddenly appeared and condensed, becoming longer and longer, forming a blinding and magnificent arrow between the back of the bow and the bowstring.
Just as Waite's fingers loosened their grip on the bowstring, the lightning arrow directly leaped onto the mausoleum's door that was covered in weeds that resembled human hair.
Without a sound, the heavy door seemed to have been corroded a long time ago. It suddenly broke into pieces in the explosion of electricity, shattering into pieces and revealing a deep passageway.
The passageway flickered with pale lights, and there was no end to it at a glance. It gave off a gloomy and cold feeling.
Two complex dark-green symbols appeared in Colin's eyes, reflecting the scene at the entrance to the mausoleum.
A few seconds later, he raised his sword diagonally and walked into the mausoleum. Waite carried the Dragon Slaying Bow on his back, pulled out his iron-gray hammer, and followed closely behind.
The purple-robed Lovia's expression didn't change. Empty-Handed, she passed through the broken door at an unhurried pace.
As they walked down the passageway and stairs, the three members of the six-member council didn't show any signs of impatience or unease in the completely silent environment. They allowed the sound of their footsteps to echo around them.
After walking down another floor, a river suddenly appeared in front of them. It was an illusory and dark river.
Beneath the surface of the river, blood-colored arms that had their skin peeled off, green vines that had a baby's face, and slippery tentacles with eyes were densely packed together as they constantly leaped up in an attempt to grab at everything that passed by.
At the edge of the river's entrance, there were figures of varying heights and heights dressed in old clothes. They had their backs to the three Elders as they paced back and forth, as though they were vexed over how to cross the river.
Suddenly, one of them sensed someone approaching and slowly turned to look at Colin, Waite, and Lovia.
It was an old man. His hair was completely white, and there were deep wrinkles on his forehead and mouth. His eyes were light blue but empty, and his expression was numb and blank.
Colin Iliad's pupils constricted as he recognized the other party.
This was his brother, a brother who had been possessed by Amon, a brother whose life had been ended by his own hands!
At that moment, the other figures turned around, revealing faces that Colin, Waite, and Lovia were very familiar with but abnormally numb.
Lovia's expression remained unchanged, but behind her, an illusory knight that was more than five meters tall had appeared at some point in time.
The knight wore ancient silver full-body armor, and his eyes were dark red like blood and burning like fire.
...
After carefully traversing the "safe sea route" for about ten seconds, Klein arrived at the Berserk Sea's Bodo Harbor. This place deviated from the main sea route and didn't belong to any country. It was a free city for pirates.
After stepping on the rock surface, Klein, who had casually created a stranger's face, wasn't in a hurry to enter the chaotic port city. He reached into his pocket and took out an iron cigar case.
While traversing the spirit world's Berserk Sea, he had sensed that Aztec's copper whistle was trembling slightly!
After dispelling the wall of spirituality, Klein opened the cigar case and pinched the ancient and exquisite copper whistle.
The copper whistle had lost its usual coldness and gentleness. It felt a little hot, but this abnormality was quickly fading.
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