The anomaly in the Berserk Sea that corresponds to the spirit world is caused by Death's death … Legend has it that this deity's corpse and items are hidden somewhere in these waters, waiting for someone with a specific key to open it … This copper whistle originated from Mr. Aztec, and Mr. Aztec is confirmed to be a direct descendant of Death. Furthermore, he's one or two generations ahead of him … Therefore, this copper whistle sensed something, or was it affected by something? Information quickly flashed through Klein's mind as he pieced them together and obtained a preliminary guess.
He planned on finding an inn in Bodo Harbor and getting a room. He would head above the gray fog and use dream divination to see if he could obtain any revelations. Then, he would consider the time and method of returning to Eskelson Harbor, so as to prevent any accidents from happening that could have been avoided.
Before that, he had to find food for Creeping Hunger.
Walking down the cliff by the sea, Klein entered Bodo Harbor.
The buildings here seemed to be built wherever one wanted. There was almost no planning. As a result, some roads were very wide, while others were so narrow that only one person could pass through. Some raised their heads and couldn't see the sky, only seeing large patches of clothes waiting to be dried.
With his new face, Klein strolled through such an environment. He walked among many passersby dressed as pirates, and he habitually sought out places like taverns to hunt for prey.
At this moment, he saw quite a number of people gathered around a notice board in a small square in front of him.
What's going on? Klein approached curiously. Relying on his Clown's balance and agility, he passed through the gaps in the crowd and barely managed to squeeze his way to a spot where he could see the notice board.
On the notice board, there was a piece of paper that was very domineering. It covered everything else, making it obvious at a glance.
Its header wrote:
"The Black Emperor is recruiting crew."
Black Emperor? Isn't that the ship of King of the Five Seas Nast that can traverse the spirit world? This Pirate King in a sense of the word is actually openly recruiting crew? Klein deliberately muttered in surprise, "That's right.
"How is that possible?"
"Why is it impossible?" Beside him, a brawny man with his sleeves rolled up immediately laughed. "It was impossible in the past, but it's possible now!"
"Why?" Klein was waiting for someone to talk to him, so he immediately turned his head and asked.
The strong man's arms, arms, and cheeks were covered with dark green tattoos. He looked very ferocious. He pointed to the main channel and said,
"A week ago, the Black Emperor encountered the ironclad, the Pritz, that Rouen had been promoting so much. A naval battle broke out, and many of the Black Emperor's crew died. It's in urgent need of manpower!"
Huh? Klein's first reaction was that this wasn't mysticism.
According to the contents of the newspapers and the various rumors he had heard at sea, he knew that the Pritz was a giant cannon in the normal sense of the word. It didn't contain any Beyonder elements. Perhaps in terms of physical destruction, it was stronger than the Black Emperor, but the latter could use the spirit world to "jump," just like a large Traveler. It wasn't something conventional firearms could damage.
Furthermore, King of the Five Seas Nast was likely a Sequence 3 demigod of the Black Emperor pathway. He was the most famous powerhouse at sea, and he could directly distort the trajectory of cannonballs. When he encountered fleets that weren't at the level of mysticism, he was nearly invincible.
From Klein's point of view, the two of them were not enemies on the same level, but the final result was not what he had imagined.
He didn't hide his surprise and blurted out,
"What about the Pritz?"
The ferocious-looking man shook his head and replied,
"I'm not too sure, but I heard that they didn't suffer much damage. Only two frigates sank."
"This …" Klein was stunned at first, but he soon understood what had happened.
He recalled the situation back when he stole the Tutanssess II mummy. The military's demigod had used the "law" of "mystical weakening and reality enhancement." Once it came into effect, the Black Emperor, which was only a special and unconventional sailing battleship, would definitely be unable to do anything to an ironclad warship. It wouldn't be able to withstand the attack, nor would it be able to outrun it.
From another perspective, it also meant that the Pritz had a demigod from the military. Otherwise, such a "law" wouldn't have come into effect.
To be able to let the Black Emperor escape under such circumstances, King of the Five Seas Nast's strength can be said to be very, very powerful. Beneath angels, he's definitely one of the top … From the looks of it, it's because of the existence of the Arbiter pathway that the development of this World's military is so similar to Earth's. It's not to the extent that we can't deal with higher-order mystics … Klein nodded in enlightenment and didn't ask further.
As for Beyonders below Sequence 4, in large-scale battles, apart from a small number of occupations that could take on the role of powerful damage output and provide effective defense, the rest had to avoid frontal clashes. They were similar to a Beheading Squad, or they could only provide support. For example, a Marionettist. If he had a full complement of puppets, a Mid-Sequence Beyonder wouldn't be afraid of anyone in a one-on-one battle. But once he was on the battlefield, he would be blanketed by cannonballs and machine-gun fire. The problem of his body being weak would be exposed. Even with Paper Figurine Substitutes, he wouldn't be able to escape the range of fire most of the time. He would have no choice but to suffer secondary damage. Under such circumstances, it might be too late to use Paper Figurines again.
In such a heated battle, the most useful Mid-Sequence Beyonders should be Wraith. They're basically unafraid of gunfire and bullets, and they won't be discovered by the enemy. Furthermore, they can use Sharp Shriek to directly affect a large number of targets … As Klein's thoughts wandered, the burly man who had just spoken took the initiative to speak.
"You also wish to join the Black Emperor?"
"… I'm still hesitating," Klein replied casually.
The brawny man, whose arms were covered in dark green tattoos, said excitedly,
"In any case, I'm going to give it a try.
"There are no more than ten people here who can fight better than me. I also have rich experience as a pirate. They will definitely take a liking to me!
"However, I won't be staying on the Black Emperor for too long. There are too many meaningless rules. Things like robbing and not killing those who don't resist. Things like unless the other party agrees to a transaction, I can't drag any woman I like to the side. Listen, listen. Does that still look like a pirate? Although the King of the Five Seas was one of the Four Kings and was recognized as the Pirate King, the rules he set were simply, simply, dogsh * t!
"I'm already used to the life of a real pirate. I like it very much. I won't change it! I only wish to join the crew of the Black Emperor after hearing that they might obtain Beyonder powers. When the time comes, I'll leave and form my own pirate crew … "
As the brute was talking, he suddenly noticed that the expression on the stranger's face had become a little strange.
He hesitated for a moment before asking,
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
…
A sword that shimmered with a silver-gray sheen suddenly fell, nailing a figure with a numb expression to the ground.
The figure contorted and squirmed. Amidst the flowing silver light, it gradually dissipated into an incorporeal spot of light.
Colin Iliad retracted his sword, straightened his body, and sized up his surroundings. He saw that Waite and Lovia, the two Elders of the six-member council, had finished off their respective targets and cleared a clean area by the river.
At this moment, on the illusory black river, a gloomy boat sailed over and silently docked by the riverbank.
Upon seeing this scene, Colin slowly exhaled and muttered to himself with a calm expression, "Ferryman …"
"Ferryman …"
He had worked with the former Chief in the mausoleum for a long period of time, and they were rather familiar with each other. He knew that the other party had been troubled by the lack of the Giant pathway's Sequence 3 Silver Knight potion formula, making it impossible for anyone to advance at the demigod level. He had plans to switch to a Sequence that was close to the Sequence. And this plan had seen the light of success during an exploration. This was because they had found the Phoenix pathway's Sequence 3 potion formula.
The Ferryman!
From then on, the former Chief began building the mausoleum, and eventually, he moved in and sealed the entrance.
After quietly observing for a while with dark green symbols in his eyes, Colin Iliad slowly said, "Let's go by boat."
"Let's go by boat."
Waite and Lovia didn't express any objections. They fully trusted the Chief's judgment and followed closely behind him, boarding the gloomy and strange boat.
During this process, the three of them didn't hesitate at all. They didn't look around, nor did they stop. It was as though they weren't exploring, but a visit with a definite destination.
The boat slowly started moving as it sailed across the illusory pitch-black water, leaving behind a long trail.
Those bloody arms and slippery tentacles frantically grabbed upwards and slapped the ship's body, but they didn't leave any marks, and they didn't affect the ship in the slightest.
In about ten seconds, the three Elders of the six-member council arrived on the other side of the illusory river.
There was an altar here, and on it was a heavy iron-black coffin.
Colin Iliad immediately jumped off the boat and drew his other straight sword. Compared to before, he was now more cautious and attentive.
Right on the heels of that, Waite held his iron-gray hammer and landed heavily on the bank, causing the surrounding ground to tremble.
He looked at the huge coffin that was surrounded by monster skulls, took two steps forward, held the hammer in front of him, and took down the Dragon Slaying Bow from his back.
At this moment, Waite suddenly felt an itch on the back of his hand. He subconsciously looked down and saw white hairs stained with yellow oil growing out of the pores on his skin, growing larger and larger.
…
In Podo Harbor, Klein fed Creeping Hunger, found a messy inn, and got a room that could barely be considered clean.
Then, he took four steps counterclockwise and arrived above the gray fog.
Sitting in The Fool's seat, Klein first took out the projection of Aztec's copper whistle. Then, he conjured a pen and paper and wrote the corresponding divination statement:
"The reason for the copper whistle's abnormality today."
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