"Recite the name of our Lord and perform sacrifices."
The mellow voice penetrated the black mist. The eyes of Mr. A, whose head was deeply buried, suddenly widened. He knelt down on one knee and said enthusiastically:
"Praise for the mysterious."
He paused for a moment, and then began to answer Klein's question. His words were clear and completely inconsistent with the outside world's stereotype of the Aurora Society as having only lunatics and lunatic reserve troops.
"After the great smog, following the Lord's will, the Aurora Society reduced its external activities and focused its energy mainly on developing believers."
"We established new strongholds and churches and changed the previous missionary model..."
"...After the great smog, the Loen royal family basically cut off contact with us. They concealed the contribution of their compatriots in the disaster, and turned to the false god who called himself Storm, betraying a large number of people who were originally controlled by the royal family.
The power was delegated to the nobility and the church in order to appease dissatisfaction from all walks of life..."
Listening to Mr. A's report, Klein, who was tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table, suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the gray in front of him.
He temporarily cut off the sound transmission and sighed softly.
It is obvious that all the compromises made by the royal family were to conceal the true purpose of preparing the "Black Emperor" ceremony. What is worse is that their intentions succeeded.
"Secret" once said that the attitude of the gods towards the Loen royal family's attack on the throne of the "Black Emperor" is basically acquiescence and wait-and-see. Even if the true god really understands their thoughts, he probably will not stop them. In this way
, the real resistance to the royal family is the attitude of several other countries and major churches.
From this point of view, it seems that the attitude of the true God is different from that of the royal family?
Klein started moving his fingers again.
He did not understand that both the True Creator and the remaining believers of the "Secret" seemed to regard the will of their own beliefs as the standard. However, in the event of the Great Smog, the True God Church did not seem to be behind them.
synchronized with the will of the gods.
Although there are factors affecting the information gap, Klein instinctively believes that this is more because the relationship between each church and its own beliefs is not as close as the relationship between the True Creator and the Aurora Society.
"I see."
Klein nodded slightly, looked at Mr. A on the other end of the black energy, saluted respectfully, and cut off the contact.
He fiddled with the iron-black badge on his fingertips, and his figure slowly disappeared above the gray mist.
...
In front of the half-collapsed city gate, Colin withdrew his gaze and drew out the two straight swords on his back.
"Are you ready?"
Derrick, holding the long sword in his hand, nodded slightly, his trembling fingertips turning white due to excessive exertion.
"no problem."
Colin looked at him deeply, and the two of them walked into the city gate shrouded in thick fog one after another.
They walked in the cold gray fog, passed through the doorway, and their eyes suddenly opened up.
The abandoned city-state was still the same as they had seen last time, with many human figures standing still on the streets like statues, but there were many fallen bones in the front, full of traces of time and in disarray.
Sure enough, the traces of last time did not disappear because of our departure. The revelation to Derrick was right. There is indeed a saint-level sealed object hidden in this city gang, but it will definitely not reach the level of god.
Level... Colin looked at the mess on the ground and made a judgment in his mind.
While paying attention to the bell tower shrouded in darkness in the distance, he held the sword and touched his chest. He felt that the specially made spiritual wall was still tightly binding the sealed object, and then he continued to move forward.
Colin took a cautious step, and this time, no change occurred.
He remained motionless, turned his head back, and winked at Derrick. The big boy who understood the chief's intention followed him instantly, and the long sword in his hand erupted into a ball of gentle morning light, and the warm sunshine radiated from Derrick's body.
They complement each other, illuminating and purifying the surroundings.
With the illumination of the "sun" path, Colin squatted down and observed the corpse that he had not been able to see clearly when he hurriedly evacuated last time.
Different from the mutated corpse he took away last time, although traces of mutation can still be seen in the remaining bones in many places, most of them still retain their human form.
Looking at these yellowed bones, Colin slowly frowned.
He thought of a possibility that was difficult to accept.
Judging from the degree of decay of the bones, these mutations were probably long before the strange appearance in the city-state. Combined with the various positions and frozen expressions of the puppets transformed by the residents on the street, it is very likely that someone in the city-state took the initiative to activate the thing.
A sealed artifact of the "Soothsayer" high level.
A saint-level sealed object is a danger that is highly valued in any city-state and cannot be touched at will by outsiders. Therefore, there is only one possibility to open this sealed object.
This is the ending they chose...Colin was frightened by his imagination.
If Silver City reaches this point, will I take the initiative to activate the "Crown of Glory"?
However, he quickly shook this dangerous thought out of his mind. Derrick did not notice his abnormality and said softly:
"Keep exploring."
...
Church of the Waves.
Different from other churches in the Church of Storms in the Northern Continent, the believers here have brown-red skin, and their clothes are simple and can even be called rudimentary. The teacher wearing a wave and lightning patterned robe looked coldly at the indigenous believers praying in the church and spent a lot of time.
It took him a while to adjust his expression and deal with these "lost and returning" lambs.
If the church didn't want to suppress local indigenous heretics, who would be willing to smile at these low-class people?
At the open entrance of the church, Alger, who hurriedly returned from the dock, stared at the hypocritical face on the altar, turned expressionlessly into a side passage, turned left and right familiarly, and walked into the room where the diocesan bishop, Kyogory, was.
.
"Your Excellency, Bishop."
Chogori, who was reading the document, nodded indifferently, with the afterglow of anger on his face.
"Why did you arrive a day late?"
Alger, who was used to being excluded, remained unmoved and gave a prepared explanation.
"There was a storm at sea. My ghost ship was unable to cross the center of the storm and took a detour to another route."
Listening to this irrefutable reason, Qiaogory snorted and stopped pursuing the topic.
"A vicious incident occurred near the pier yesterday. See for yourself."
As he spoke, the document in his hand flew into Alger's hand with the wind.
"Fire Flame" killed the second officer of "Admiral Blood"?
Looking at the lines of text on the report in his hand, Alger couldn't help but suspect that there was a flaw in the church's information.
Are you kidding me, "Fire Flame" is just Sequence Seven of the "Hunter" path, and there are one Sequence Six, one Sequence Seven, and one Sequence Eight just marked with death, and they have all been famous for a long time, "Fire Flame"
What did you use to kill them?
However, he did not express his doubts. Instead, he catered to Chogori with an angry look on his face:
"This is contempt for the Lord and the church!"
"Yes." Qiao Geli nodded with satisfaction, "The key to this information is that Lieyan himself sent it to us."
"The church treats these pirates with fraternity, but they don't take it seriously and challenge the authority of the Lord. This is undoubtedly contempt, but it is also dereliction of duty by our Storm Guards."
"Originally, Deacon Cordoba investigated the scene and restored the abilities of various channels including 'Hunter', 'Sun', and 'Devil', but was unable to identify the perpetrator. As a result, 'Fire Flame' took the initiative to send the information to the door at night.
, coupled with what happened in Bansi Port recently, the Holy See is very dissatisfied with us, we suspect that 'Fire' has other helpers..."
Alger no longer cared about what Qiaogory said next. He lowered his head and his eyes could not conceal his emotions.
Bansi......"Fire"......
When the conflict broke out, the church did not immediately notice it. This shows that there were not many people involved in the conflict. It is likely that "Lienyan" only had one helper, and that person may have mastered many things with the help of sealed objects or his own abilities.
Ability to approach.
In Alger's impression, the only ones who can do this are the "Shepherds" of the Aurora Society and the "Creep Hunger" once controlled by Qilingos!
After Zillingus died, the church did not get his properties and "Creeping Hunger".
I was promoted using the characteristics of Qilingos. His Highness Edmund gave me this opportunity. What "creeping hunger"?
Alger blinked inconspicuously, maintaining a respectful listening posture, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Creeping Hunger" is undoubtedly a very important sealed item. Items of this level will only be given to more valued members, such as... "The World".
He was there when something happened in Banxi. Could it be that the so-called helper of "Fire Flame" is "The World"?
"In short, you and your crew have been acting as pirates recently, inquiring from the dark about 'Flame' and the heretics who claim to be pirate generals. Mr. Cotterman has new instructions. Since they are pursuing the so-called God of Death,
Documents, then we will take this opportunity to catch all these blind and arrogant guys and the damn natives!"
Chogori finally ended his long speech and felt much relieved. He looked at Alger who loudly praised the storm and showed a satisfied smile.
...
Lanshan Island, the underground church of Poseidon Church.
A ferocious sea serpent was entrenched at the foot of a humanoid sculpture with elven features. The skinny priest smeared blood on his tattoo pattern, and tremblingly pushed the dead people piled in front of him into the illusory door, winning a gift from the "Poseidon" behind the door.
Waves of waves are coming.
He held the sea water given by God and sprinkled it on the kneeling believers under the altar. Looking at the rare enthusiasm and happiness on those numb faces, he loudly praised God's grace.
In the corner of the church, Tristan, lurking in the shadows, watched this absurd blood sacrifice with an indifferent expression.
In the Fourth Age, in the Southern Continent, and even in the Northern Continent before the Russell Industrial Revolution, he had seen many similar blood sacrifices.
He originally thought that after he completed the ritual and separated from the times for three hundred years, and the world was turned upside down, there would be changes, but now it seems that nothing has changed.
But it can be considered a good thing. If it weren't for the oppression of the Loen colonial government and the ignorance of the indigenous people, the incarnation of the Lord would not be able to maintain such a strong state.
Yes, he felt the breath of the Lord behind the illusory door that had just been closed.
Although the path ability displayed by "Poseidon" is undoubtedly the Sequence 2 "natural disaster" of the storm path, that aura is undoubtedly the Lord's.
And as a demigod who has lived for more than 1,700 years, he knows very well that the true form of the Lord in the Second Age was an elf.
The extraordinary creatures of that era all possessed powers that were consistent with, or even not adjacent to, pathways. The Lord who once controlled the storm was easy to accept.
"distortion......"
An ethereal voice broke Tristan's thoughts. He looked to his side stiffly, and saw Yin Fulin staring intently at the priest who disemboweled a child, pointing her finger at the shadow at her feet.
Eyes trembling.
Ignoring the emotion and sadness welling up in his heart, Tristan was inspired and looked at his feet, only to see a conceptual shadow ready to move.
Yin Fulin was right, a certain order on this island had been distorted.
He immediately looked towards the altar where the spiritual light was still shining. His eyes were glued to the so-called divine sword that the priest had pulled out from the child's spine, and an incomprehensible absurdity surged into his heart.
"This joke-like ritual...the incarnation of the Lord, is he awake?"
...
Mr. A's efficiency was unimaginably high. Only three hours later, Klein felt the touch conveyed by Origin Castle and received the brand new telegraph machine through the ceremony.
As expected of the Aurora Society, the efficiency of a large organization is very high. If I entrust Miss "The Hanged Man" or "The Magician", it will probably take at least two days to get the telegram... I looked around at the telegram on the table.
Klein raised the corner of his mouth, walked to the door, looked at Daniz who was leisurely lying on the easy chair reading a newspaper, and suddenly said:
"telegraph."
Daniz, whose nerves were relaxed, was startled by the sudden sound and almost fell off his chair. He only relied on the "Hunter"'s superb balance ability to avoid making a fool of himself.
He was just about to get angry when he saw Gehrman, who was wearing black trousers and a white shirt, looking at him indifferently.
After scratching his head, Daniz asked doubtfully:
"What kind of telegraph? It's impossible for me to find a safe telegraph machine at this time."
Klein did not explain, but simply glanced at Gehrman's face and motioned for Danitz to enter his room.
With unspeakable fear, fear of seeing a bloody and perverted scene, and worry that something bad would happen, Daniz took small steps to approach the door of Klein's room, and was surprised to find a brand new telegraph machine on the table.
Looking at the unopened paper packaging, this is a brand new wireless telegraph machine that has just been taken out of the warehouse.
"Where did you get it?"
Klein glanced at him.
"Outside."
Outside?
I was sitting at the door. You haven't left your room for four hours. How did you get outside?
While Danitz was shocked, he couldn't help imagining Hermann climbing through the window and running outside to buy a telegraph machine in order to maintain a sense of mystery, and the corners of his mouth raised.
But before he could be happy for long, an operation manual was thrown at him.
He saw Gehrman with a cold face and said:
"Now you can contact your captain."
He slowly opened his mouth and his thoughts almost froze.
"What?" Klein frowned slightly as he looked at Daniz, who was still where he was.
"No, I just..." Daniz looked around in a panic, picked up the telegraph machine, and walked to the door.
"I'm leaving right away. I just feel that your efficiency is too high."
The famous pirate smiled and left Klein's room, even closing the door thoughtfully before leaving.