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Chapter 526 Communication

Klein sat leisurely on a high-backed chair and looked around at everyone's faces. He saw a look of eagerness to try on the faces of "Magician" Forsi and "Chariot" Anderson. .

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help complaining in his heart. He always felt that the concept of advanced consumption was going to develop and grow in Tarot meetings.

Under the nervous gaze of "The Hanged Man" Alger, Renekton chuckled and nodded:

"can."

He then followed the previous process and made a request to "The Fool" Klein, and revealed the "Ocean Singer" potion formula that he knew.

The yellow-brown parchment automatically floated in front of "The Hanged Man" Alger. He couldn't wait to unfold the parchment, read it carefully and memorize the contents.

His expression gradually changed from excitement to confusion, and then gradually helplessness. The promotion of "Ocean Singer" requires taking a magic potion in the belly of an Obnis. There are almost no wild Obnis in the sea. Those found have been raised by the Church of Storms. Will they still be unable to bypass the Church in the end?

"Chariot" Anderson, who had been very quiet today, saw that no one was talking anymore. He cleared his throat and said:

"Everyone, does anyone know the formula for the iron-blooded knight's potion? Or a clue?"

"Justice" Audrey tilted her head in confusion. "Iron-Blooded Knight"? Which pathway, which sequence is this?

"Moon" Emlyn, "Magician" Forsi, and "Sun" Derrick also had the same question. This was the first time they heard the name of this potion.

"Iron-Blooded Knight", is this the name of sequence four of the "Hunter" path? It could also be another sequence. We can't rule out the possibility that he just made a casual sound to test. "The Hanged Man" Alger glanced at Anderson expressionlessly, and then quickly looked away.

"Hermit" Cattleya thought for a moment and said:

"You can try to contact the Iron Cross. They hold the formula for the 'Hunter' path."

Anderson grinned with big white teeth and said with a helpless smile:

"I joined, but I really couldn't agree with some of the concepts of that group of lunatics, so I quit later."

"I think if I go back to my knees now and say that I have figured it out, that only the 'Lord who created everything' is my true belief from the bottom of my heart, they won't believe me, and they might even mock me for my kneeling posture. Not smooth enough."

"The Creator of all things"? Does the Iron-Blooded Cross mentioned by Ms. "Hermit" also believe in "the Lord who created everything"? Is it the same existence as the Lord we believe in in Silver City? "Sun" Derrick, who had been sitting silently with his head lowered, suddenly raised his head and looked at Anderson with a face filled with shock and a little surprise.

Mr. "Chariot" has such an out-of-the-box thinking. He should be the kind of character who can easily mingle with others in daily life. However, he actually joined a secret organization and successfully quit. He is a very cautious, very smart, and good at disguising himself. "Justice" Audrey subconsciously analyzed Anderson's character in her mind.

The Iron-Blooded Cross who believe in the True Creator. "Chariot" turned out to have been one of them before. Fortunately, he was not chosen before. "The Hanged Man" Alger's lowered eyes slightly glanced at the uppermost pillar shrouded in gray mist. The figure below.

Mr. "Fool" didn't say anything about this. Does it mean that "Chariot" has not been brainwashed or contaminated by the true creator? Although he acted very out of touch, this guy must not be underestimated.

"Do you want the formula of the Witch of Despair? I still have a characteristic left here. As long as you are willing, you can become an extremely beautiful demigod-level witch tomorrow."

Renekton leaned on the high-backed chair and looked at Anderson calmly.

Anderson's mouth twitched slightly, he waved his hands and shook his head and said:

"Well, thank you for your kindness, but I still prefer a male identity."

Are there any remaining witch traits? Have you killed too many witches? Klein glanced at Renekton with a subtle expression, and then he controlled the "world" and said:

"You can become a witch first, and then switch back in the next sequence. In this way, you not only restore your own gender, but also retain the characteristics of the witch path."

"Under the influence of different pathway characteristics, your extraordinary abilities will undergo certain mutations, positive mutations."

Renekton glanced at the "World" at the bottom with some surprise. Is this enriching the character image of Gehrman Sparrow?

He twitched the corner of his mouth, then said with a chuckle following the words of "The World":

"I know the whereabouts of the Red Priest card in the Card of Blasphemy. When you get it later, you can switch from the 'Witch of Despair' to become the 'War Bishop'."

Anderson put his right hand on his forehead. He felt that everyone was watching his excitement.

Taking a deep breath, he said solemnly:

"I think I can wait a little longer. Wouldn't it be better to be directly promoted to the 'Iron-Blooded Knight' then?"

Renekton nodded slightly noncommittally. He raised his head slightly, looked at the towering dome above, and said intentionally or unintentionally:

"I know something about the promotion ceremony of the 'Iron Knight'. It is not outrageous, but it is extremely difficult for hunters. I hope you can succeed."

"What do you mean? What are the ritual requirements of the 'Iron Knight'?" Anderson asked suspiciously.

"You will know when you get the 'Iron Knight' formula later." Renekton shook his head slightly. Amway Witch failed, and he was no longer interested in this topic.

Anderson opened his mouth, then closed it again. He sat back on the high-backed chair in depression and stopped talking.

After a moment of silence, "Hermit" Cattleya raised her hand, looked at "Magician" Forsi sitting beside her and said:

"The cursed object of the ancient evil spirit has been obtained, 1700 pounds."

So fast, Ms. "Hermit" is so efficient!

Forsi sighed at Cattleya's efficiency while calculating the cash she could take out. After thinking for a moment, she calmly said:

"No problem, trade at this time tomorrow." After a brief silence, "Moon" Emlyn turned his head awkwardly, looking past Renekton to "Sun" Derrick and said:

"Mr. Sun, I would like to ask you to record some extraordinary abilities in the sun field on Miss Magician's magical item."

"Ah? Okay, what extraordinary abilities do you need?" "Sun" Derrick was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect "Moon" to initiate a transaction with him. After being stunned, he took the initiative to ask the other party about the extraordinary abilities that needed to be recorded.

"Moon" Emlyn pondered for a moment, then said nonchalantly: "Well, record some of what you have mastered."

What he needs to deal with are artificial vampires with the same path as himself. As long as they have extraordinary abilities in the solar field, they can exert good effects.

After "Moon" Emlyn and "Sun" Derrick reached a deal, Renekton suddenly thought of something. He turned his head thoughtfully to Emlyn on his left and said:

"Ask the senior leaders of your vampire clan if they are willing to recycle some of the characteristics of the 'Moon' pathway. I am now in the Land Abandoned by the Gods. Vampires are not uncommon among monsters in the depths of darkness."

"It's a vampire!" Emlyn gritted his teeth and corrected: "As the moon's darling, we are definitely willing to recycle the characteristics of the 'moon'. What do you want to get?"

Renekton spoke without any hesitation:

"Joining the regime in the Pas Valley of the Southern Continent, cooperation is also possible. We will next move to the Star Plateau and Uttar Pradesh. This will inevitably be blocked by the Rose School and the Spiritual Religion Group, so we need allies."

"Moon" Emlyn's face darkened, and he subconsciously wanted to refuse this deal. Even though he was just a new member of the Dead House Vampire Clan, he knew that once he agreed to this cooperation, the Vampire Clan would once again fall into the vortex of disputes.

After a pause, he took a deep breath and said:

"I will report to the big shots of our vampire clan. As for whether to cooperate, it is not my decision."

"Okay." Renekton nodded lightly.

At the end of the transaction, Klein manipulated "The World" and said:

"I have some extraordinary characteristics for sale, corresponding to the sequences of 'Sailor', 'Rageful People' and 'Hunter'."

After a short discussion, Cattleya bought the characteristics of "Sailor" and "Rageful People". On the sea, Extraordinary people of the "Sailor" path are always very popular, and there happened to be a "Sailor" on the "Future" The sailor had accumulated enough merit for promotion and recently applied to her for promotion.

After another period of silence, "The Fool" Klein tapped the edge of the mottled long table, indicating that the free communication session would begin.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Renekton and Derrick "The Sun", wanting to know some of the current situation in the land abandoned by the gods.

Derrick looked around and then began to explain:

"The Chief intends to restart the exploration of Afternoon Town. Mr. White Tower has already predicted this. We should not encounter unexpected dangers and gains."

After a pause, he suddenly thought of his previous conversation with the chief, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said:

"Well, the food in Silver City is consumed very quickly. We would like to buy some food from you in exchange for materials from monsters or some mysticism. If you are willing, you can tell me the price."

Because he had already passed the transaction stage, Derrick looked very embarrassed when he said this, his head lowered lower and lower, and his voice became lower and lower.

This is a tender. The business of the Tarot Club is becoming more and more extensive, and it is getting more and more outrageous. Klein, who was at the top of the mottled long table, sighed silently in his heart.

He didn't care that Little Sun raised the issue of trading during the free communication session. After learning the details there through Renekton, selfishly, he also hoped that the people of Silver City could live a better life.

Because he had just reached a deal with Little Sun, "Moon" Emlyn became enthusiastic for the first time and chuckled:

"Purchasing grain in large quantities requires appropriate channels. I can try to get in touch with the blood clan of Feneport. If possible, I will make a quotation for you later."

"Hermit" Cattleya also said calmly:

"I will ask someone to make a list for you later. If you agree to the transaction, you can just tell me the grain and quantity you need. However, this will take a long time. I am still at sea, and it will also take time to contact the grain merchants and collect grain. "

"Thank you! Thank you!" "Sun" Derrick stood up with great gratitude and bowed to "Moon" Emlyn and "Hermit" Cattleya to thank them.

After sitting down, he looked at Renekton apologetically, who smiled and nodded to him, indicating that he didn't care about this.

A few seconds later, "The World" broke the silence. He turned his head to look at Renekton and chuckled:

"What are you planning to do soon?"

Renekton briefly recalled and then said:

"Going to the easternmost part of the God's Abandoned Land, I felt some vague calls, and I plan to go there to complete my promotion."

"By the way, there is a Dark Demonic Wolf in the Land Abandoned by the Gods. It corresponds to the Sequence 2 'Miracle Master' of the 'Soothsayer' path."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 527 The pirates suffered heavy losses

Klein didn't know what to answer for a moment. After hesitating for a moment, he controlled the "world" and said:

"Dark Demonic Wolf? It should be considered an angel, right? Do you want to hunt it?"

Renekton shrugged and said:

"Just a casual mention, I'm not sure I can beat it. Even if I can, I can't kill it. Angels in the 'divination' path have a hard time finding its true form. It's too good at hiding."

"You can try it after you reach a high level. The person who knows the 'divineer' best is definitely another 'divineer'."

Klein glanced at Renekton with an expressionless expression. I suspect you are just rounding the corner and saying that you are just being stubborn.

After a moment of silence, Klein controlled "The World" and spoke hoarsely:

"Let's go back to the sea. There is something worthy of attention recently. 'Crazy Captain' Connors Victor's 'One-Eyed Skull' was destroyed in the storm, leaving only some wreckage and the corpses of the pirates sent back by the waves. near the pier, including the 'Crazy Captain' himself."

"A storm that directly destroyed a pirate ship? This is a bit too exaggerated. Was it sniped by a powerful Beyonder in the storm?" "Justice" Audrey asked curiously.

"The Hanged Man" Alger was a little surprised and glanced sideways at the "World" at the bottom. "The World" actually paid attention to this matter. Does this mean that Mr. "The Fool" also paid attention to this matter? , there must be quite a secret hidden behind this!

His eyes moved slightly, he thought for a moment and then said:

"The Church of Storms is very concerned about this matter. The 'crazy captain' was involved in the missing people in the maritime colony that I was tracking before."

"'Crazy Captain' Connors Victor is responsible for human transportation and trafficking at sea. He has a very powerful 'Secret Keeper', and the Church of Storms has not been able to get much information."

While speaking, he turned his attention to the "world" at the bottom, hoping that the other party could make some supplements and provide some clues that he didn't know, so that he could also complete the mission of the Church of Storms.

There was no change in "World's" movements and expressions, but his voice was a little sarcastic and he said:

"There is a demigod hidden on the 'Crazy Captain's' One-Eyed Skull, a demigod from the 'Black Emperor' pathway. What's even more interesting is that that demigod belongs to the Loen military and is a major general."

"But as far as I know, the Loen military has only mastered part of the magic potion formula of the 'Black Emperor' path, which does not include sequence four and above."

"Major general of Loen's military?" "The Hanged Man" Alger and "Justice" Audrey said in surprise at the same time.

"That major general in the military betrayed Loen?" This was the first thought that came to Audrey's mind. She was reluctant to believe the possibility that flashed through her mind.

"Betrayal? Ha. It's better to say cooperation." "The World" replied with a hoarse and low voice.

"Where is the major general now? Has he left the sea?" "Magician" Forsi then asked the question that everyone was concerned about.

"The World" raised his head and glanced in the direction of Renekton, and everyone also looked sideways curiously.

Sensing everyone's attention, Renekton nodded slightly and said:

"In my case, in the form of extraordinary properties, it is now a magical item."

"Aren't you in the land abandoned by the gods?" "Chariot" Anderson asked doubtfully.

"Obviously, I still have a clone in the outside world. He usually helps me handle affairs in the Southern Continent." Renekton explained with a chuckle.

"Clone!" The members of the Tarot Club looked at each other, but they were not too surprised. They already knew that the "Stealer" path could create clones in the later stages, and there may be other ways to do it.

Miss "Justice" is a noble of Loen. Her emotions and attitude are naturally inclined towards the nobility and royal family. There are also people like "Moon" and "Magician" who have been living in Loen. Their attitudes will definitely be different to a certain extent. Considering some future developments, I need to give them some reminders first.

Thinking of this, Klein immediately controlled the "world" and said:

"I saw the Barron that Mr. 'The Hanged Man' was chasing in Backlund in January. He was meeting with people from MI9."

"Also, Backlund's biggest human trafficker is protected by more than one Beyonder of the 'Arbiter' path, and the sequence is not too low."

"Oh, I have always suspected that all of this is just a small part of the chessboard of the people behind the scenes."

A very small part? So what is the real conspiracy hidden behind all this? The Backlund Great Smog Incident is far from being as simple as "The World" initially said. There may be a game between gods behind it.

Did "The World" come to the sea from Backlund just to pursue this matter? There is also the "White Tower", "The World" is Mr. "The Fool"'s favored one, so what is the identity of him who is closely related to "The World"? "The Hanged Man" Alger's thoughts gradually began to wander.

The Loen military has mastered the high-sequence potion formula of the "Black Emperor" path that it should not have mastered. Is it Solomon or the Trunsoest family? Or a vampire? "Hermit" Cattleya glanced at "Moon" Emlyn on the side wall from the corner of her eye, and quickly ruled out this possibility.

"Justice" Audrey was silent for a moment, and her eyes suddenly fell on "The World" at the bottom of the mottled long table:

Kapin was killed by the thief "Black Emperor", and the thief "Black Emperor" was the favorite of Mr. "Fool". Mr. "World" could know the details about Kapin so clearly, and he and "White Tower" "Mr. has never submitted the diary of Emperor Russell.

Therefore, Mr. "World" is Backlund's thief "Black Emperor", the favored one of Mr. "Fool"!

I always feel that Backlund is so dangerous, and I really want to leave immediately, but Xiu definitely doesn't want to, and I don't have enough reasons to persuade her. I still have to become stronger. As long as I can become a "traveler", I can come and go to Backlund at any time. Rand. Forsi sighed in his heart, and there was one more reason to want to be promoted to "traveler". I always feel that I and "The World" and the others don't live in the same Backlund. "Moon" sighed in his heart, but he didn't have any thoughts of being too scared or panicked. The Vampire Clan has more than one earl in Backlund, and there are also There is the Marquis Nibais Audra.

The topic brought up by "Crazy Captain" came to an end. Cattleya the Hermit looked at "The World" and then at Renekton. She said calmly:

"Something happened at sea last week. The crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow hunted the second mate of the 'Immortal King' Agaritu, the 'Slaughterer' Gilcias, who is a Sequence Five." Apostle of Desire'."

"There is one more thing about the 'Immortal King'. He and the 'Sad Death' will no longer appear on the sea. Even if they appear, it will only be in the form of the characteristics of the 'Whisperer'."

"The 'Immortal King' was hunted?" "The Hanged Man" Alger said in shock, unable to control his emotions.

"Chariot" Anderson sat leisurely on a high-backed chair and said with a voice full of sighs:

"Oops, the pirates have suffered heavy losses recently. In less than half a year, several pirate generals and pirate kings have disappeared one after another."

Klein subconsciously looked at Renekton, who had no reaction. Some people would like to mention the title of "Pirate Nemesis", unlike me, who hunted 'Vice Admiral of Disease' once but without success.

"Um, who are the missing pirate generals and pirate kings?" "Magician" Forsi asked curiously.

Anderson changed his posture as if he suddenly became interested, leaned forward, rested his elbows on the edge of the table, and chuckled:

"In the past year, the first pirate general killed was 'Vice Admiral Hurricane' Qilingos, then 'Admiral of Blood' Senior, and 'Vice Admiral of the Deep' Hal Con Standing, he hasn't appeared for a long time. According to some information I heard, he was sunk into the deep sea along with his flagship Newnes and became one of the many underwater treasures."

"In addition to these, there is also 'Vice Admiral Disease' Tracey who was assassinated by Gehrman Sparrow aboard the Black Death but failed."

"Now there is another 'Immortal King'. It is too dangerous to be a pirate. Fortunately, I am just a treasure hunter."

"The Hanged Man" Alger had a complicated expression on his face. I didn't even think about it unless he said "Chariot". In less than a year, three pirate generals and one pirate king had already died at sea. It's really It's getting crazy.

After a pause, he looked at "The World" thoughtfully and said in a calm tone:

"Now investigating the origins of Gehrman Sparrow and the demigod who is active in the waters of the Rhoside Islands as the 'Poseidon' Kavitua has become an important task for all major organizations."

What's the meaning? Is it all me who is under investigation? It was obviously Al who caused the trouble, but it was me, Klein, who took the blame. He was speechless and complained in his heart.

Instead of waiting to be investigated, why not take the initiative to give some half-truths and half-false information? Thinking of this, he immediately controlled the "world" and looked at the "Hanged Man" with a low smile:

"I still know a lot about Gehrman Sparrow, but I don't know where I can get this mission. I want to use some unimportant information to get some gold pounds."

Alger looked at "The World" thoughtfully. Did he know something about Gehrman Sparrow? If my guess is correct, "The World" is Gehrman Sparrow. Does that mean that he doesn't mind if I submit some information that seems important but is actually meaningless in exchange for rewards and trust from the church?

The free communication session lasted for a while, and everyone was very interested in the fact that so many pirates died in a short period of time. It was not until the "Fool" at the top of the mottled long table announced that today's Tarot Club was over, that everyone stood up and saluted with unfulfilled interest. .

In a burst of crimson light that surged like a tide, the figures of everyone gradually melted and disappeared into the gray mist together with the crimson light.

On the Rhoside Islands, in a private port belonging to the local resistance, the "Blue Avenger" is quietly moored here.

In the captain's cabin on the upper level of the cabin, Alger stood up from the chair behind the desk. He looked intently at the sea outside the orifice window and murmured in a low voice:

"It is impossible for the 'Ocean Singer' ceremony opportunity to bypass the church and go through the church's channels. I don't know when it will be my turn."

"Behind the 'Hermit' stands the 'Mysterious Queen'. She may be able to find some Ogunis. There are sequence five 'sailors' in the 'Mysterious Queen's' pirate group."

"The Church of the 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom' represented by the 'White Tower' may also have some knowledge. 'Reader' and 'Sailor' are interchangeable paths. It is reasonable for them to raise some Ogunis."

"But I can't contact the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. This is completely giving my information to the other party. If exposed, I won't even have a chance to be sent to the court. I can only try Ms. 'Hermit' has this channel."

"If that doesn't work, prepare a powerful magical item, and then go directly to explore the original island. You can also collect the materials of the 'Ocean Singer', but this will rely too much on the 'world'."

After pondering for a moment, he planned to attend a pirate party that would be held in the next two days, and then decide whether to contact Ms. Hermit.

After making a decision, he turned around and walked out of the captain's room to check the supplies on the ship.

As a pawn used by the Church of Storms to infiltrate the pirates, he was under great constraints and had to return to Pasu Island to report on his duties every once in a while.

The Church of Storms is also worried that pirate captains like them who have been wandering at sea for a long time will become pirates, which will outweigh the gains and losses.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 528 "Orange Light" Reminder

Deep in the spiritual world, shrouded in dots of pale blue light, the prophet's clone shuttled forward slightly illusoryly.

Suddenly, his spiritual intuition suddenly produced some subtle premonitions, and it seemed that several eyes were cast from the depths of the spiritual world.

He subconsciously stopped and looked up in the direction above his head. It was the deepest part of the spiritual world and the highest point of the spiritual world. Beyond that, there was the foggy area of ​​history where Origin Castle was located.

At the top of the spiritual world, the seven slowly flowing, clear brilliance of different colors, containing endless knowledge, suddenly became very close.

A burst of bright yellow light flashed across his eyes, quickly condensing into the image of a thin old man wearing lemon yellow robes and a long white beard.

"Yellow Light" Wenitan said with a soft smile on his face:

"Long time no see. The blessed one of 'knowledge', the spiritual area corresponding to the land abandoned by the gods is separated from the surrounding area. I can't observe where your body is, and I can't communicate with him, so I have to come to find you."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Venetan, I wonder why you came to see me?" the prophet's clone asked doubtfully while bending slightly to salute.

"Yellow light" Wenitan smiled and nodded while gently dragging his right hand in the air. A layer of bright yellow light flowed and gathered like water, condensing into a picture from the real world:

It was a very thin old man. His hair was all gray and very messy. He was wrapped in thick clothes, as if he was very afraid of the cold. He kept chewing candies in his mouth. Once he finished eating, he would throw them away immediately. One goes in.

"His name is Turanni von Hermothuin. He is currently a scientist, mathematician, mechanist, and the father of the second-generation difference engine. He is also the 'Orange Light' Hilarion."

"Now 'Orange Light' is about to return to the spirit world, and his incarnation in the real world will also die tonight."

"He has recalled his identity. You can go to him now and get the manuscript of the second-generation difference engine. This is very important for you who want to promote the progress of civilization in the Southern Continent. This can also be regarded as coming from our seventh generation. An investment of light."

"He's in the Rhoad Islands. You should know how to find him, or know where to wait for him."

After the words fell, without waiting for the answer of the prophet's clone, the figure of "yellow light" Venitan quickly decomposed into a piece of pure and clear bright yellow light that continuously flowed, and returned to the top of the spiritual world.

"I just arrived in the Southern Continent, and now I'm asked to go back." The prophet's clone complained, looked at Citron, the capital of Uttar Pradesh in the Southern Continent outside the spiritual world, changed direction, and headed towards the waters of the Rhoside Islands again. Rush to the spirit world area.

After traveling through the spirit world for a period of time, the prophet's clone finally returned to the Rhoside Islands.

In the spirit world area corresponding to Bayam, his inspiration produced some subtle premonitions. There seemed to be some changes here, someone was watching here, and there was a faint smell of curse.

He did not leave the spirit world immediately, but stayed in place. His eyes obviously lost focus and were covered with a thick layer of silver. He made a simple prophecy based on the active information in the spirit world.

After confirming that the changes in the spiritual world would not have any impact on him, and that he would not be struck by lightning as soon as he appeared in Bayam, he breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to leave the spiritual world and come to reality.

At the same time, the wind in Bayam, the City of Generosity, suddenly became fierce, as if controlled by a pair of invisible hands, spreading in all directions.

At the same time, a deep and majestic voice echoed in the wind:

"Hermothuin is at 32 Black Pepper Avenue!"

"Hermothuin is at 32 Black Pepper Avenue!"

This sound was repeated several times in succession, quickly spreading to every corner of Bayam and echoing in everyone's ears.

"Hey, it's like broadcasting to the whole city from another world. The 'Poseidon Scepter' is really easy to use." The prophet clone looked out at Bayam City from the spiritual world, looking at the various people who suddenly stagnated for a moment and then quickly became active. The powerful Extraordinary couldn't help but sigh.

After looking at it for a while, he looked again at the hotels located in the dock area. After a while of observation, he found the hotel where Klein was staying.

Bits of brass shimmer emerged from the void and quickly condensed into an illusory door covered with mysterious patterns.

The prophet's clone wearing a light brown woolen coat walked out from the other end of the illusory door. He looked at Gehrman Sparrow opposite who had just half taken off his coat, and chuckled:

"Good evening, Mr. Adventurer, I'm waiting for someone at your place."

"Who?" Klein asked expressionlessly while putting on his coat again.

"The man you just mentioned in the citywide broadcast, the father of the second-generation difference engine, Turani von Hermoshuen."

The prophet clone replied with a chuckle, then turned around and walked to the small round table next to the window to sit down. He greeted the marionette dressed as a waiter who was standing aside blankly:

"A cup of hot coffee, thank you."

The corner of Klein's mouth twitched, and then he controlled the disguised Gilsea to make coffee, while he sat on the other side of the small round table.

Sitting on the wooden chair and yawning, he broke the silence and said:

"What are you doing looking for Hermoshuin? Also, if you didn't take the initiative to go to Black Pepper Avenue to find him, why did you come to my place to wait for him?"

"I want the Difference Engine manuscript in his hand." The prophet's clone simply explained his purpose, then turned sideways to look out the window at the sky covered by thick clouds, and sighed softly:

"If I dare to appear openly in Bayam, those furious lightnings may destroy the surrounding city and me together."

Klein, who has a fairly clear understanding of himself, couldn't help but complain in his mind. Then he thought of something and asked again:

"So you 'prophesied' that Hermoshuyn would show up to me?"

"This does not require 'prophecy'." The prophet clone said calmly.

While the two were talking, Klein's secret puppet had already placed a cup of brewed coffee and a cup of black tea in front of the prophet's clone and himself respectively.

After taking a sip of the black tea in front of him, Klein changed the topic and continued to ask:

"What do you know about the Puppet Master?"

The prophet's clone groaned and sighed: "It's very stubborn, and it will become more and more stubborn."

"Seriously." Klein interrupted angrily.

The prophet clone shrugged, his expression became slightly more serious and said: "A secret puppet is more than just a tool, it is also an actor on the stage, with a logical setting, performing in front of the audience."

Klein nodded slightly with understanding and said:

"Putting the role of the 'Faceless Man' on the Marionette? No wonder this sequence comes after the 'Faceless Man'."

"Except for the 'Soothsayer' in the first stage, every subsequent sequence seems to be progressive?"

The prophet clone nodded first, then shook his head and said:

"Divination can provide information and identify dangers. If you put the 'divinationist' in the later sequence, you will be prone to stage accidents during your performance."

Klein suddenly fell silent. He felt that this explanation was a bit hasty, but it also made sense.

Boom boom boom!

There was a sudden knock on the hotel door.

Klein first glanced at the prophet clone, and then controlled his marionette Gilcias to open the door.

Outside the door, a thin old man with messy gray hair was throwing a brown candy into his mouth. He was wearing a thick coat stuffed with cotton and a heavy woolen coat.

Did you really come here? How did he escape the pursuit of many extraordinary people, including demigods?

Klein looked at Hermosuin standing at the door and was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He said in a low voice:

"Who are you looking for?"

Hermoshuin's eyes stayed on the prophet's clone for a moment, then returned to Klein. He smiled weakly:

"I noticed you before at the Seaweed Bar, but I didn't have the chance to look for you at the time."

"My life has come to an end, so I've been thinking about a lot of things lately."

"Please allow me to introduce myself. You can call me 'Orange Light' Hilarion."

"Orange" Hilarion? Klein subconsciously glanced sideways at the prophet's clone who was standing quietly aside. No wonder he would come directly to wait for me. Based on the previous behavior of the other seven lights in the spirit world, they would approach me as soon as they saw me. .

After gathering his thoughts, Klein asked with some confusion:

"What brings you to me?"

Hermoshuin looked at Klein for a while with some surprise, as if he was looking at something through him. After a brief silence, he chuckled and said:

"You seem to have been in contact with other pure lights in the spiritual world. It's a pity that I only recently recalled my identity, otherwise I would definitely be the first to see you."

After a pause, he continued:

"I'm here to remind you, be careful of the 'Mother Tree'!"

"He seems to have noticed you."

After speaking, he turned his gaze sideways and looked at the prophet's clone who was standing quietly beside him and said:

"Young man, you still have the aura of 'Yellow Light' Venetan on your body. Have you seen him just now?"

The prophet clone nodded, chuckled and said:

"Yes, he asked me to come to you and get a manuscript of the second-generation difference engine."

Hermosuin nodded slightly, not paying attention to this, coughed lightly and said:

"My current body is about to die, and I no longer have the strength to write another manuscript for you. You can wait for a while and perform a ceremony with me after I return to the spirit world, and I will teach you the corresponding knowledge."

As expected of the Seven Lights of the Spirit Realm who are closely related to the Church of Knowledge, they also like to teach knowledge to others. The prophet clone sighed in his heart, reached out and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and said:

"I know, but Mr. Venitan asked me to come directly. He may have predicted something."

This is also the reason why he chose to return directly to the Rhoside Islands. No matter what the "yellow light" predicted, he had already paid the reward, and the prophet clone did not mind making an extra trip.

Looking at Hermoshuin, who looked paler in front of him, as if he was about to die at any time, he reached out from his pocket and took out a brass-colored talisman that had been prepared and handed it over:

"Anyway, I'm already here, so I don't need to trouble you again. This is a spell I made one by one based on the knowledge of the 'Hidden Sage'. After being activated, it can record all the knowledge of the user's memories."

Hermosuin was silent for a while, then sighed and reached out to take the spell handed over by the prophet's clone. In the process, he threw another candy into his mouth.

Holding the brass-colored talisman tightly in his hand, he whispered in ancient Hermetic: "Knowledge!"

A burst of dazzling light suddenly erupted from the brass-colored charm, and a little bit of brass-colored light quickly traveled around, outlining mysterious symbols one after another, forming pairs of illusory eyes.

These illusive eyes stared straight ahead without blinking, as if they were recording something carefully.

This situation lasted for less than half a minute, and the little brass-colored glimmers quickly gathered to form a translucent light ball in mid-air.

The prophet's clone took out a child's fist-sized diamond-shaped blue crystal from the pocket on the other side, with the holy emblem of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" engraved on it.

The translucent light ball floating in the air seemed to be pulled, and flew straight into the blue crystal.

Putting away the blue crystal that recorded the knowledge of the second-generation difference engine in his hand, the prophet clone bowed slightly towards Hermoshuin and saluted:

"Thank you for your help."

"Cough~cough~" Hermosuin coughed several times in succession before he regained his composure, and said in a hoarse voice:

"It's okay. Although I don't know what deal Wenitan has reached with you, it doesn't stop me from choosing to trust their judgment."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 529 Asking for help

After two seconds of silence, Hermoshuin turned his gaze to Klein and said with a slight smile:

"Your Highness, it's time for me to say goodbye. The lifespan of this body has come to an end."

"Yeah." Klein kept Gehrman Sparrow's expressionless expression and just nodded slightly.

Turning halfway, Hermoshuin suddenly turned sideways again, turned back to look at Klein and said:

"In the prophecy of 'Yellow Light', the great master above the spiritual world is one of the variables of the doomsday, and I met you now that the doomsday is approaching, which makes me more convinced of your identity."

"Although I'm not sure whether you are really the great master of the spiritual world, the characteristics of you are worthy of letting me come over to express my friendship and make a certain investment."

"Our seven lights in the spiritual world are to a certain extent the embodiment of information in the spiritual world. We are naturally subordinate to the great master in the spiritual world. Your Highness, you can completely trust us."

"Cough~cough~"

Klein was silent for a second and then said:

"Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Hilarion."

Hermosuin nodded slightly, did not respond, and walked towards the stairs on the side of the corridor with heavy steps.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared from sight that Klein closed the door. He glanced sideways at the prophet clone who had sat back at the small round table. He said thoughtfully:

"Ever since the incident with Admiral Amyrius last time, I have been wary of the 'Mother Tree'. At that time, I took the opportunity of playing the role to change my identity and evade it for a while. But 'Orange Light' Hilarion came to remind me specially. Be careful with the 'Mother Tree', I always think things won't be that simple."

"He was controlled by people from the Rose School before, and the Rose School is a force that believes in the 'Mother Tree'. Does he know something?"

The prophet was half leaning on the wooden chair, half holding the ceramic coffee cup in his right hand, and tapping the rim of the cup lightly with his index finger:

"There is a high probability that, just like what Hermoshuen said just now, I can get the manuscript of the second-generation difference engine from him after he returns to the spirit world. There is no need for 'Yellow Light' Venitan to ask me to come now. Get it from him."

Klein's expression suddenly became solemn. It made "Yellow Light" Venetan call Al's clone over, indicating that he was determined to rely on my own ability to survive this attack safely.

After two seconds of silence, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head curiously and looked at the prophet's clone and said:

"Aren't you a 'prophet'? What can you predict?"

The prophet clone shrugged and said:

"The 'alien' path also has the ability to counter divination and prophecy. I can't find anything about that kind of personal interference."

"I had already made a prophecy before I came here. I could feel the danger, but I couldn't see any more information."

"But my presence in Bayam is inherently dangerous. With Storm's violent personality, once he notices me, God will definitely not be lenient when it comes to punishment."

After a pause, he said as if he could see what Klein was thinking now:

"It should be too late for you to escape now. The road will only be more dangerous. There is also the possibility of interference in the spirit world travel. It is better to stay here. The Church of Storms has strengthened the power stationed in Bayam. If necessary, they can be involved. ."

You are really skilled. Klein's mouth twitched slightly, he paused, and asked curiously: "By the way, why do you like to trick the Church of Storms so much?"

"On the sea, the most powerful one is the Church of Storms, and the Extraordinaries in the storm's path are easily angered." The prophet's clone spread its hands with an expression that said there was nothing I could do about it.

"You're right." Klein sighed noncommittally in a low voice.

Then he walked heavily towards the desk leaning against the wall, picked up the pen on the table and began to write a letter to be sent to Azik.

He briefly described his encounter with "Orange Light" Hilarion, and finally focused on the other party's behavior of reminding him to be careful of the "Mother Tree", as well as his own speculation.

After putting down the pen, he took out the Azik copper whistle from his arms, brought it to his mouth and blew it while tearing the paper on which he wrote the letter from his notebook.

On the floor of the hotel room, bones spewed out like a fountain, forming a tall skeleton messenger in mid-air.

Klein folded the letter he had just torn off and handed it to the other party. After taking the letter, the Bone Messenger quickly disintegrated and turned into numerous bones and rushed into the spirit world.

"Why does it look like it's running away?" Klein looked at the prophet's clone who was sitting aside and making no movements with some confusion.

"Maybe the way I looked at it just now was too wanton and scared the messenger." The prophet's clone looked at the place where the bone messenger disappeared and said calmly.

Klein nodded and said nothing more. He quickly took out the adventurer's harmonica he used to summon the messenger lady and played it.

Silently, Renette Tinichole with blond hair and red eyes, holding four heads, appeared in the room.

The prophet clone looked at the four heads and eight eyes held by the messenger lady for a while, and then looked away unnaturally.

Reinette Tinichole looked around, finally looked at Klein, and said one by one:

"No." "Letter"

A smile appeared on Klein's face, and he took out a gold coin from his pocket and handed it over:

"I won't send a letter this time. I have something to discuss with you. This is the summoning fee."

The head held by Reinette Tinichole suddenly reached forward and bit into the gold coin. The two heads that had not spoken before spoke:

"whats the matter."

Klein tried to act more sincerely and said:

"I may encounter some dangers from the Rose School of Thought recently. I hope to be able to call you for help then, okay?"

Reinette Tinichole's four heads all looked at the prophet's clone who was half-reclining on the wooden chair to one side. She rolled her scarlet eyes and said:

"He is." "Demigod." "Why." "Find me." "I am still wanted by the Church of Storms. If I still blatantly conflict with people on the Rhoside Islands, the divine punishment of Storm may fall at any time."

The eight eyes of Reinette Tinichole's four heads rolled around in their sockets, as if accepting this explanation, her four heads spoke in turn:

"Yes." "Pay." "Ten thousand coins." "Gold coins."

Ten thousand pieces! That's ten thousand pounds!

Klein opened his mouth and said with a bit of toothache: "I don't have that much money now."

"You" "can." "Instalments." "Pay."

Klein turned his head slightly and glanced at the prophet's clone who was still drinking coffee. There was a hint of condemnation in his eyes. Did Ms. Messenger learn this from you?

The prophet clone shrugged and spoke before Klein nodded:

"There will be saints and even angels coming from the Rose School. We can also take this opportunity to help you hunt down one or two saints and get back part of your body."

The four heads held by Renette Tinichole looked at him with stern eyes at the same time. In the scarlet eyes, the repressed desire flowed materially, and the aura on her body suddenly became extremely intense. There is a sense of oppression.

This state lasted for less than two seconds. She regained control of her aura, and her four heads spoke in turn:

"Yes." "If." "Success." "No charge."

The prophet clone nodded slightly and said: "I also called the angels from the Moss Ascetic Order to come over and help. If I want to take advantage of the chaos to kill a saint in a sneak attack, there is still a high probability of success."

Reinette Tinichole said no more. The four heads she held nodded simultaneously and disappeared into the hotel room.

After the messenger lady left, Klein immediately asked:

"When did you notify the angels of Moss Trappist Order? And what happened to Miss Messenger's body?"

"Now." As the prophet's clone spoke, he grasped the void in front of him with his right hand and pulled out a piece of light yellow paper from the spirit world.

"Reinette Tinichole was the leader of the Temperance Faction of the Rose School. Later, due to the birth of Si'a, a civil war broke out in the Rose School, and she also fell under the siege of Si'a and other senior officials."

"But she should have made certain preparations in advance and was resurrected in a special state in the spiritual world."

"Her 'ancient evil' body was divided into many pieces and sealed in the saints of the Rose School's indulgent faction."

While speaking, he picked up a pen at the desk and quickly wrote down a few Dutan words, then folded the letter and threw it into the spirit world.

A clicking sound suddenly sounded, and a piece of white paper spit out from the radio receiver that Klein had put aside.

He was busy thinking about it, taking notes and translating the contents of the telegram with the help of his code book.

The prophet clone glanced sideways, relying on his own memory to directly translate the contents of the telegraph signal in his mind:

"I see you."

"The universal encryption method is still used. People from the Rose School of Thought do have some brains, but not much."

While sighing, his inspiration produced some subtle premonitions, and his eyes naturally darkened, lost focus, and became covered with a thick layer of silvery white.

In this state, the world in his eyes became extremely chaotic and blurry, as if there were countless visions piled up.

In these visions, countless colors flow, seeming to correspond to the various desires in the human heart. They are stacked and deformed layer by layer.

Not long after, a tree with a weird and twisted posture appeared. The branches of the tree crown extended upwards with no end in sight, as if it had entered the illusory star world and was connected to a certain place or existence. Together.

thump! thump! thump!

The sound of the violent beating in his heart echoed in his ears, beating with the emotions and desires in his heart.

The prophet's clone only felt a sharp stinging sensation in his eyes, as if a needle had pierced his eyes. His nose felt hot, and gurgling red blood flowed from it.

The state of "prophecy" was passively interrupted. The prophet's clone swayed, and he quickly reached out to hold the table, and then stabilized his body.

He reached out and touched the blood flowing from his nostrils, and bared his teeth and said:

"I saw something I shouldn't have seen. When did my 'prophecy' ability become so strong?"

"What did you see? Is it related to the telegram just now?" Klein asked with concern as he took a towel and handed it over.

Taking the towel from Klein's hand, he wiped the blood from his face and said:

"I accidentally saw a little projection of the 'Mother Tree'. This process was very short, and I only saw a little projection. He probably didn't notice my peek."

"People from the Rose School of Thought should have been searching for you all over the city. Fortunately, Hermosuin's death has mobilized the official forces here. The Rose School of Thought can't be too reckless in its search."

Klein's face darkened, and he couldn't help but suggest:

"How about we leave Bayam now?"

The prophet clone slowly shook his head. He looked at the dark sky outside the window and said calmly:

"When I passed through this spiritual world area before, I noticed some small changes, with a bit of a curse. Obviously, the people of the Rose School have anticipated this possibility and made certain preparations."

"I can leave through the spirit world, but it's not possible to take you with me. I'd better wait for Mr. Azik's arrival."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 530 Sun Cube

Klein's expression was not very good. After a moment of silence, he spoke in a low voice:

"How about I change my identity now and go to the nearest Church of the Storm church for a night?"

The prophet clone glanced at Klein with some surprise, chuckled and said:

"You can try, but they will definitely be able to trace the identity of Gehrman Sparrow later."

"Furthermore, what are you going to do with your marionette? It can't be too far away from you, otherwise it will directly turn into a long-dead corpse. In addition, he is an extraordinary person of the devil's path, and he can easily be detected when he appears in a place like a church. problem found."

Klein sighed helplessly. Gilcias is the "Apostle of Desire" of Sequence Five. He also holds a magical item that is not weak. His combat ability is stronger than his own. He must not give up easily.

After frowning and thinking for a moment, he spoke again:

"Perhaps, I can go near the church. I just need to make some noise when I encounter an attack. The punishers of the Church of Storms will soon notice."

"Moreover, even that 'god' can't just fight in front of the church of a righteous god, right? Especially when the Wave Church of the Church of Storms was stolen by Amon not long ago."

"I remember that the team of Punishers here is in charge of a sealed artifact of the 'Night' path. It can pull living creatures within a certain range into the same dream. This is advantageous to me because I can be in the dream. Stay awake."

The prophet clone nodded slightly in agreement with Klein's idea, and then said:

"It's a good idea, but you need to go above the gray fog first and help me transfer some magical items. They will definitely be used later."

While speaking, he stood up from the wooden chair, the light blue glow in his eyes surging, outlining strange symbols, which were reflected in the room, forming a spiritual wall with a concealing effect.

Seeing that the surrounding area was sealed by a spiritual wall, Klein no longer hesitated and immediately entered the space above the gray mist by walking four steps backward.

In the land abandoned by the gods, Renekton walked on the lonely and dark wilderness with a dim yellow lantern.

Under the dim light, the measurement of distance was distorted. Every time he took a step, his figure distorted and moved directly forward several tens of meters away.

This process was repeated continuously, and in just a few breaths, his figure moved forward a distance of more than a thousand meters.

Two minutes later, Renekton stopped moving forward and placed the dark yellow lantern on the ground. Dots of golden light fell around it, emitting a clear and warm light, and carrying the purifying power of the sun field.

After the corrosion on his body was purified, he threw out a handful of black powder, spreading his spirituality, creating a night dotted with stars around him, with a somewhat "requiem" effect, allowing him to rest while , and gradually smoothed away the negative desires and emotions caused by the dark yellow lantern.

After resting for a while, a thick gray fog suddenly surged in front of his eyes. At the highest point of the gray fog, the figure of "The Fool" sat leisurely on a high-backed chair, looking extremely tall and mysterious.

He was still thinking about what Klein wanted to do with him at this time, and the next moment he heard the other party's voice echoing in his ears:

"I'm being targeted by the Rose School of Thought. Your clone is also here. He needs some magical items."

"I know that the 'Mother Tree' wants to have a child with you. Of course, you may be the one responsible for giving birth to the child." Renekton complained with a slight smile and no empathy.

Above the gray fog, the corners of Klein's mouth twitched. Thank you, you don't have to remind me of this.

He cut off the contact with Renekton with a dark face, then rummaged through the pile of junk for a stack of cut paper figures, preparing to take them out later.

About a minute later, he saw the crimson star representing Renekton begin to expand and contract, causing circles of crimson ripples, and heard Renekton's prayer:

"You are a fool who does not belong to this era. You are the mysterious master above the gray fog. You are the yellow and black king who controls good luck."

"Your faithful servant prays to you;

I pray that you will open the gates of your kingdom;

I pray that you will accept his donation."

Klein stood up from the high-backed chair, walked to the back of the grand hall, spread his spiritual touch towards the illusory black door, and pushed it open with his spirituality.

The whimpering wind howled and took shape, the boundless gray mist also began to surge, and the illusory black door creaked and was slowly pushed open.

A picture scroll with mixed paint, like a child's graffiti, and a dark yellow lantern with a metallic luster were thrown out from the other side of the door.

As the sacrificial objects were thrown out, the illusory door quickly and transparently disappeared as if it was unsustainable.

Klein raised his hand slightly, and the two magical items flew to the long mottled table on one side.

Sitting back on the high-backed chair belonging to "The Fool", he picked up these two magical items with some curiosity and confirmed their magical effects and negative effects through divination.

After another while, prayers rang out again above the gray mist. A new crimson star emerged from the depths of the gray mist. Crimson ripples like water ripples spread out in the grand ancient palace. Mixed with a somewhat childish and familiar voice.

"With the voice of Bugs Bunny, the creatures praying to 'The Fool' are becoming more and more diverse. I wonder if cats, dogs, and even fish in the sea will come to pray to me in the future."

With a low sigh, Klein repeated the previous action again, spreading his spirituality to push open the illusory door created by the sacrificial ceremony, and took the object that Bugs Bunny had sacrificed above the gray fog. It is a golden square box engraved with many symbolic symbols and magic symbols. Some of them are like a Rubik's Cube made of metal. It can be twisted at will. No matter how the symbolic symbols and magic symbols engraved on the surface are combined, they can be perfectly connected to form a complete picture of.

Just holding it in his hand, Klein felt a dryness in his mouth, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and back.

Where his right hand came into contact with the golden Rubik's Cube, his skin was burnt red, and there was a hint of burnt blackness.

"This negative effect is much more serious than that of the sun brooch. If the sun brooch is in midsummer, it will be like entering the desert at noon. Moreover, this heat is real. It is not just an illusion of the body. If you hold it for a long time, it is real. It will turn into a mummy."

"And this is still above the gray fog. Once we leave this place, can this thing really still be usable?"

Klein pondered while trying to divine its effects and negative effects.

After writing the divination sentence on the paper that appeared, he held the paper in his right hand and repeated it several times in a low voice. Then he closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep in a meditative way.

In the dream, as soon as he regained consciousness, he was so stimulated by the bright and dazzling sunlight that he could not open his eyes.

The next moment, the surrounding light suddenly weakened and became weaker and weaker, as if it was being swallowed by something.

Klein slowly opened his eyes. The surrounding light became extremely weak and almost disappeared completely. In front of him, the golden Rubik's Cube engraved with many symbolic symbols and magic logos stood still in mid-air, emitting a faint light. It flickered, like an old incandescent lamp with poor contact.

"Is it absorbing light? One of the effects of this Rubik's Cube is that it can absorb and store light?" Klein whispered in confusion.

As if in response to his doubts, the Rubik's Cube, which was engraved with many symbolic symbols and magic logos, suddenly started to rotate spontaneously. When its six faces were all combined to form a sun pattern, little golden sunlight shone from the Rubik's Cube. The interior reveals.

This light seemed to open cracks on the metal surface of the Rubik's Cube, spreading along the lines of the sun, completely lighting it up.

At this moment, a violent burst of sunlight burst out, and the blazing light that was so pure and flawless engulfed everything in an instant, like a radiance that purified all things, leaving no evil and no darkness remaining around!

Even the space is in chaos under this blazing light. As long as it is enveloped by this light, it is difficult to escape. Everything under this light, even the soul, will be burned and purified by it.

The strong impact caused Klein to wake up from his deep sleep. He was half leaning on the high-backed chair, breathing heavily.

Although he was in a dream, for a moment he really felt that his body and soul were being melted into the blazing sunlight.

He gasped and sighed:

"Isn't this thing really designed to die with people? Even the user cannot avoid the damage it brings. Even if he is too close, he may be the first to be melted by the blazing sun."

"You can use it by forming the same pattern from different sides of the Rubik's Cube, but it should have more than just the 'sun' pattern. Forget it, I won't continue divination, it feels too uncomfortable."

"Among the first-level sealed objects, it should be regarded as one with powerful lethality. The characteristics of its creation should come from the golden carriage in the ruins of the God War. The appearance of the Rubik's Cube has obviously been modified by craftsmen. It can To transform a first-level sealed object, one must be at least a semi-god-level 'craftsman'."

After talking to himself for a while, he quickly gathered his mind, spread his spirituality, and communicated with the crimson star that represented the prophet's clone, preparing the other party to accept the gifted ceremony.

In the hotel in the dock area, the prophet was half-leaning against the window frame, calmly looking out at the street under the dim street lights. The falling leaves were fluttering against the direction of the wind, the curtains in the distant house suddenly swayed, and there was a flash on the glass window. The pale figure passed by.

"It came very quickly. Did you have a premonition about something, so you moved faster?" He whispered to himself, and suddenly raised his left hand and lightly snapped his fingers.

Snapped! The crisp sound was obscured by a sudden sonic boom in the air above his head. The violent airflow in the air was also mixed with some light yellow shreds of paper.

A terrifyingly powerful spirit "scanned" over almost the next moment, with undisguised anger.

The intensity of the sonic boom just now was not too high, but the explosive sound was extremely penetrating, easily reminiscent of the previous sound that spread throughout the city.

Under the dim light, the streets seemed unusually quiet, except for the howling wind that had become much more intense.

In the sky, strong winds carried "Aquatic King" Yann Coatman approaching from a distance.

The loose Storm Priest robes on his body were held up by well-defined muscles and rustled in the wind. His dark blue eyes scanned the streets and houses below.

After a while, the howling wind gradually weakened, leaving only a cold hum echoing around in the night wind.

After confirming that "Aquaman" Yann Coatman was far away, the prophet's clone suddenly took out a light yellow paper man from his pocket. Many strange symbols were drawn on the paper man with spiritual blood.

He shook his right hand in the air, and the paper man was thrown out of the window. It expanded and twisted in mid-air, transforming into a figure wearing a dark cloak.

The paper man landed lightly, looked around, then naturally blended into the surrounding shadows, and ran towards the dock outside the city.

(End of this chapter)