However, this did not make Goethe relax his vigilance.
Even if he holds [Lost Glory (Corruption)] in his hand.
When Nice built this residence, he would definitely design some 'insurance' - [Lost Glory] that would allow him to be omniscient and almost omnipotent in the waters of the 'Inner Bay'.
But where there is no sea water, it is even worse.
And the 'residence' in front of us must have similar features.
Buzz!
The trident in Goethe's hand trembled slightly.
Immediately, the ocean current in front of him parted automatically.
A 'road' appeared.
Click!
The door of Nice's 'residence', which was disguised as a reef, opened.
quack!
A [Lesser Blood Crow Spirit] flew directly in.
Search like a carpet.
When a trap scroll was found by [Inferior Blood Crow Spirit], Goethe did not enter immediately, but sent more [Inferior Blood Raven Spirit] to expand the search area.
Because, although this trap scroll is good, it can still threaten the legendary level experts.
but……
To Goethe it was a little too obvious.
Not concealed enough.
In other words, it's not ruthless enough.
Ten minutes later, Goethe found three more trap scrolls 100 meters, 150 meters, and 200 meters underground in this 'residence'.
Moreover, it is still during serial triggering.
As long as one of them is touched, all will be triggered.
Then, anyone who enters this 'residence' will be wiped out by three traps.
With his extraordinary mysterious knowledge, Goethe clearly discerned the nature of the serial trap, which was more powerful and more sophisticated than the previous trap scrolls.
[Fire Trap: The disguised Nice once studied in Yatuk. At that time, he was attracted by Yatuk scrolls, gunpowder, machinery, etc., and wanted to know more about it, but found nothing. Yatuk had other security measures.
He returned in vain and could only rely on what he had learned to create such a specious trap; Effect: When stepped on accidentally, a 'mad' level explosion trap with a radius of 30 meters will be triggered]
[Flame Trap II (X3): After years of research, Nice modified the original 'Flame Trap' and created a new trap that can superimpose power and explode at fixed points, but it is still not as flexible and changeable as Yatuk's technique in his memory.
; Effect: After being accidentally triggered, the three traps will explode at your location, forming a 'destruction' level power with a radius of 100 meters, and will then form a 'mad level' flame, burning for 10 seconds]
(Note 1: This is a handmade product from Nice and cannot be brought into the secret realm)
(Note 2: If you want to use it, you must follow the steps of ‘Placement’ → ‘Trigger’)
(Note 3: The trap is one-time use and cannot be recycled)
…
"Yatuk?"
Goethe looked at the text to explain and whispered to himself.
He has a deep memory of the emerging kingdom of Yatuk.
It’s not just the opponent’s so-called invincible fleet.
And the other party's courage to challenge the veteran Imperial Ruddus.
More importantly, the opponent's 'challenge' was successful, establishing the name of the 'Invincible Fleet'.
This is enough to prove Yatuk's power.
However, unlike the power he believed in, while Yatuk continued to study the 'scientific side', he did not give up on the 'mysterious side'. According to his uncle, Yatuk should have embarked on a new path.
, otherwise, it would be impossible to successfully challenge Ludez.
Thinking of the curious expression on the Archduke's face when he spoke, Goethe was also a little curious.
What kind of power would that be?
Then Goethe shook his head.
If he has time, he will definitely go to Yatuk.
In fact, it's not just Yatuk.
Lidal, Rudes, he will also go.
He will go even further to the 'New World'.
But that will come later.
Now?
Of course it's time to take inventory of Nice's property.
Is there anything more satisfying than killing an enemy?
Naturally, the enemy left behind a wealth of property!
Goethe stepped into his 'residence' in Nice.
A huge, palace-like building appeared in front of Goethe.
Flat stone slabs and two rows of bronze brackets, with curved shapes, drag the discs containing lamp oil to create bright lights, illuminating the entire front square and forming a "light" corridor.
Colorful corals and pearls the size of pigeon eggs are spread under the feet, giving this corridor a sense of luxury.
But it’s far inferior to that palace!
Made entirely of gold!
hiss!
Goethe looked at the palace and finally understood what the splendor meant.
Then, he immediately started calculating.
"How rich is this?"
"If it were Jinke, could I add 100 million more 'good luck' points?"
"Then……"
"May all your wishes come true?"
"Ten wishes first?"
Goethe thought about it and grinned involuntarily.
Suck!
The next moment, he sucked the saliva back.
"Calm down! Calm down!"
"My [wishful thinking] is not so easy to come true. Once it enters the cooling stage, it will take a year. I might as well... touch this real gold more!"
"Say no more!"
"Mine! Mine! It's all mine!"
"I will definitely arrange it properly!"
Goethe told himself.
However, the pace is getting faster and faster.
The first trap and the subsequent series of traps are all within the scope of this 'corridor'.
As long as you step on this 'corridor', it will definitely be triggered.
And moving forward outside the ‘corridor’?
It is triggered immediately.
There is no way to escape disaster no matter what.
However, that was someone else. Goethe, who had eliminated the danger, rushed to the golden palace in a trot. He raised his hand and touched the golden pillar that required three people to hug it, and grinned again.
"Hehehe, my, my...huh? Liar! Damn liar!"
Goethe suddenly cursed.
Because, he found that the 'touch' was wrong.
Under his own obsession and instinct, as well as his over a hundred [physical abilities], Goethe can always deeply explore things that others cannot discover. Therefore, when Goethe placed his hands on the golden pillar that required three people to embrace it,
, and immediately noticed something was wrong.
The gold pillar is indeed gold on the surface.
But inside...
But it’s a stone!
Goethe disbelievingly touched other gold pillars, walls, roofs, eaves, and other "gold" that he could touch in his field of vision. The result was that they were all "gold-covered"!
Goethe, who still did not believe in evil, raised his hand and took the [Blade of Blood Torture], and cut a corner under an inconspicuous golden pillar.
Bang, dang, dang!
The next moment, [Blade of Blood Torture] fell to the ground.
Buzz!
[Blade of Blood Torture] Full of grievance!
Throw me down again!
It's not my fault!
The sound of swords sounded in Goethe's ears, but Goethe ignored it completely. At this moment——
A master of skewers, a conscientious and responsible cleaner, a person who is about to retire but is time-traveled, good at opening wine bottles, a person who hides his name, the only survivor of the Wayne family, the fourth successor to Northland, the true owner of Inner Bay, potential
Goethe Wein, the maid chasing the target, the friend of the dual-identity policewoman, the maker of the crazy female doctor, the friend of the cold female swordsman, the friend of the female puppet, and the supreme ruler of the 'Academy', has fallen into the bottom of his life.
What's more cruel than not getting it?
Of course, if you think you have it, it is an illusion.
"Hehe, hehe."
"The bubbles under the sun are colorful, just like me who was deceived, and I am happy..."
"Fake! Fake!"
"It's all fake!"
"Damn Nice, you wait!"
"Do you think it's over when you die?"
Squatting in front of the gold-plated hall, Goethe let out a gloomy laugh. The blade of the [Blade of Blood Abuse] beside him shook and he almost jumped up.
Then, he shrank.
It strives not to draw Goethe's attention to itself.
However, it's no use.
The next moment, Goethe picked up the [Blade of Blood Torture] and flicked it with his fingers.
Snap!
Buzz!
Why are you playing me again?
Am I right?
[Blade of Blood Torture] is filled with grievances.
"Where's the scabbard? Why don't you wear the scabbard?"
As Goethe spoke, he played again.
Snap!
Buzz!
[Blade of Blood Torture] is even more aggrieved.
It was you who threw the scabbard!
I didn't throw it away!
"Let you not remind me! Let you not remind me!"
Goethe then played twice more hard.
Snap, snap!
Buzz!
[Blade of Blood Torture] was so aggrieved that he almost cried. There was no [Sword Breathing Method] at that time, and they had no way to communicate like this now. How could it remind them?
The extremely aggrieved [Blade of Blood Torture] shook its sword body, and the scarlet sword body exuded a faint gravitational force.
Immediately, a scabbard flew out of the hall, and it was put on the sword just right.
But just after finishing all this——
Snap!
Buzz!
[Blade of Blood Torture] took another hit.
What's wrong?
I have a scabbard!
"Let you wear the scabbard! Let you wear the scabbard!"
Goethe said fiercely.
Suddenly, [Blade of Blood Torture] felt like he was closing in on himself.
It immediately stood still and chose to let Goethe arrange it.
Immediately, Goethe felt that he and [Blade of Blood Torture] were getting closer and closer.
There is even a feeling of inseparability.
"Is this the extremely difficult 'union of man and sword' mentioned above in [Sword Breathing Technique]?"
"seem……"
"It's not that difficult, isn't it?"
Goethe muttered to himself, then pulled off the scabbard, threw it aside, and took back the [Blade of Blood Abuse] - of course, by the way, he flicked it again.
What should you do when you are in a bad mood?
Naturally, it relieves stress.
There are many ways to decompress.
For example: singing, sports.
Another example: knead instant noodles
However, Goethe found that none of these were as comfortable as playing [Blade of Blood Torture].
after all……
[Blade of Blood Torture] There is feedback!
Goethe, who was in a much better mood, walked into the gold-covered palace.
According to the way Nice turned his residence into a palace, the palace is naturally decorated like a royal family, with velvet carpets, family flags hanging on the walls, emblems, portraits, golden thrones, etc.
Goethe did not recognize the family flag.
The portrait is Nice's own.
The Golden Throne comforted Goethe the most.
Because, it is pure gold.
After sitting on it and slightly comforting his wounded heart, Goethe walked back - [The Spirit of the Lesser Blood Crow] had completely explored the road.
The entire palace can be divided into four parts.
One front hall, one back hall, and two side halls.
The front hall is where Goethe just came.
There are two side halls, one is a place similar to a study, and the other is a place similar to a laboratory.
The apse is used as a bedroom and collection room.
It looks very good, but in Goethe's opinion it feels a bit "pretending, but not pretentious enough".
Thinking again about the gilded palace, the unimpressive family crest, the flag, and the self-portrait in Nice, Goethe immediately had a new evaluation of Nice.
"You must be having a hard time."
"Otherwise, it would be impossible to be so vain."
"You made up a non-existent family and let yourself live in a palace covered with gold. You want future generations to worship you, but... you don't even have a girlfriend."
Thinking of the 'Deception of Nice', Goethe became extremely venomous.
He strode into the side hall where the books were stored.
He wanted to see if there was more knowledge and information about 'them' in Nice's collection that he didn't know.
The side hall where the books are stored is very large, the size of a football field. Hundreds of bookshelves are placed here in different categories. Moreover, each bookshelf starts from the ground and goes up to the ceiling. Goethe looked at it at a glance
Go, at least 2-30,000 books - but thankfully Nice has marked them all.
For example: He wrote ‘diary’ on the book.
Who seriously keeps a diary?
Goethe curled his lips.
However, I still took out the first diary.
After flipping through it hastily, Goethe immediately confirmed his previous guess.
Nice just wants to prepare for future generations to worship him.
The entire diary is full of boasts and boasts.
However, it's not entirely useless.
At least Goethe knew many things about Nice's life, and there was also some useful information——
I recently received some interesting news from those guys.
That guy Modeus is dead!
I originally wanted to have a fair duel with him!
…
Modeus' body was not found, but the bloodline of his descendants is very interesting, and many of us are eyeing this guy's bloodline.
cruel?
No!
Modeus is a sinner, and there should be no mercy for such a guy, but I still made a mistake, and I accidentally let go of one of his bloodlines.
Hope he is safe.
…
I'm not interested in dividing Modeus's property. I just want to know the other party's 'path'. After all, the other party has created something new like a 'career'. These are Rudes, Lidal, and Yatuk.
, there is nothing in Fabol or even the outer sea, and it is almost as good as me who controls the inner bay.
…
Interesting, new stuff!
[Occupation] It is completely like a fusion of the power of Ludesh's "Nether Spirits", Lidal's pursuit of the peak of "skills", Yatuk's "new mysterious power", and he can also inherit a lot through blood like Fabol.
strength.
I look forward to his path even more.
…
No?
Not even?
How is this possible?
…
I didn't find Modeus's path, but I found my path. Even though I borrowed a little power from props, I finally understood what those guys meant by "path."
Extreme!
It’s just a new condensation after the ultimate!
How could this possibly stump me?
…
purity?
Tsk!
Do you really think I don’t know?
How could I, the real master of the ‘Inner Bay’, not know this!
…
The organization is changing its name.
The original name has been withheld.
All people are called 'them'.
Moreover, it must be secretive.
Oh.
I knew it...
…
The diary ended abruptly here. Nice had originally written it, but he tore out half a page.
Even, just to be on the safe side, I tore out the last few pages.
Goethe frowned.
"What happened? That made 'them' hide their original names, and they themselves also chose to remain secret?"
Goethe thought and picked up the next diary.
But there are no clues.
He quickly flipped through Nice's diary later.
There are more than thirty books in a row without any clues.
This made Goethe frown even more tightly.
And just when Goethe was about to continue searching——
He suddenly 'saw' that a naval battle was about to break out in the 'Inner Bay'.
On one side is the Fabol Navy that is in hot pursuit, and on the other side is the second daughter of the Tulip family who is running away like crazy.
When he saw clearly the two warring parties, Goethe narrowed his eyes.
He raised his hand and the trident immediately appeared in his hand. After lightly knocking the ground, Goethe's whole body turned into a wave and disappeared in place.
