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Chapter 321 Poseidon Scepter
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Chapter 321 Poseidon Scepter
The blue light in the eyes of the old priest who had devoured Kavituwa's flesh and blood grew brighter, and his originally bulging abdomen became much higher, as if the things inside were about to break open and rush out at any time!
Woo!
A shrill whimper came from his body, like a howling wind, covering the entire ruins in an instant.
This sound is like a nightingale singing, very beautiful and sweet, gentle and quiet, as if penetrating through flesh and blood, and has a strange effect on the soul.
Renekton's mind was dazed for a moment, and the next moment, a layer of gold surrounded him, dispelling all negative effects.
The body of the already crazy priest suddenly swelled, and slippery, sticky tentacles poked out from under his priest's robe.
Renekton simply ignored him, leaning back and spreading his arms as if embracing the sun.
A magnificent, pure and blazing pillar of light descended from the sky and enveloped the entire hall. The sea water sloshing in the hall instantly boiled and was dyed with a light golden color. The majestic aura of the sun instantly filled the entire hall.
Woo~ah!
For a moment, all the Poseidon's believers in the entire hall let out shrill screams.
Their bodies were entangled with pale golden chains, unable to evade, and could only allow the boiling seawater to continuously erode and melt their bodies.
The old Poseidon priest had turned into a bunch of tentacles covered in priest's robes. Under the blazing light, the tentacles on his body continued to become shriveled, and layers of skin cracked and fell off, revealing the scarlet flesh underneath.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
Klein simulated the sound of guns and created air bombs one after another, rippling the pale golden sea water, constantly impacting on the tentacles trying to rush over, blocking them all.
In a moment, in the entire hall, except for the Poseidon priest who turned into a pile of tentacles, the other monsters that were transformed by devouring Kavituwa's flesh and blood gradually evaporated under the blazing light and merged with the sea water. .
Zi~ Zi~
The tentacles that had shed their outer skin emitted silvery-white electric light. As if they sensed the danger, these tentacles moved even more crazily in the direction of Renekton and Klein.
boom!
The tentacles carrying the silver-white electric light slapped down hard and hit a layer of light barrier, making a banging sound. The surrounding seawater shook violently and caused layers of light waves to sway.
"The Dark One's 'Holy Armor' is a very useful extraordinary ability, and the same goes for the secret technique developed based on it."
Renekton explained with a chuckle.
While speaking, a light blue light lingered in his eyes, and he pushed forward with both hands.
The light barrier that originally stood between them and the mutated and out-of-control Poseidon Priest disintegrated, turning into diamond-shaped spots of light that quickly advanced forward, surrounding the Poseidon Priest and surrounding it.
The characteristics of readers seem to be more obvious on him. Is it because he was promoted to prophet?
While thinking, Klein nodded slightly and said in a calm tone:
"Are you very familiar with the extraordinary abilities of the Sun Path?"
Renekton raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a suspicious tone:
"Most of this comes from the knowledge collected by the Church of Knowledge. Perhaps it comes from the God of Knowledge, or perhaps there are angels or sealed objects of the Sun Path in the church itself."
"Knowledge. Do the extraordinary knowledge you parse and master need to be handed over to the Church of Knowledge?"
Klein pondered and asked a question.
If it were other churches, he would not have such an idea. For the Knowledge Church, which is good at teaching others and where knowledge is power, summarizing and disseminating knowledge should be something they would be happy to do.
"It's not mandatory, but as long as it doesn't involve secret or highly contaminated information, we will usually submit a copy to the church. This can accumulate contributions and exchange for other knowledge or items that we have not mastered."
"However, there are actually not many such opportunities. After a long period of accumulation, the Knowledge Church has mastered a considerable amount of knowledge, but most people don't know about it because of the confidentiality level and other reasons."
Renekton nodded slightly and responded.
While speaking, he raised his right hand high, and radiance accumulated in his hand, gradually condensing into a spear that was extremely pure, extremely white, and seemed to be composed of pure sunlight.
The next moment, he threw the blazing white spear in his hand, penetrated the cage composed of light spots, and landed on the out-of-control and crazy Poseidon Priest.
The blazing white spear expanded instantly, forming a miniature sun that was extremely white.
The entire hall was engulfed in dazzling white, and Klein subconsciously closed his eyes. This strong light and rich aura of the sun made his spirit body feel very uncomfortable.
It seemed as if it was gradually evaporating and dissipating little by little into the surrounding sea water.
No, this is not what I feel, it is my spiritual body that is really being evaporated. A flash of enlightenment flashed through Klein's heart, and he immediately spread his spirituality and wrapped himself in an attempt to resist this trend of constant evaporation.
A feeling of coldness emerged around him, extinguishing the strong aura of the sun and the dazzling light pattern.
Klein breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes again.
What he saw before his eyes was a thick piece of ice crystal dyed with rich colors like graffiti. This ice crystal was not bitingly cold, but instead had a feeling that his spirit body was immersed in it.
In a moment, the ice crystals melted into the blazing light. However, the dazzling white color that covered the entire hall has faded. All the seawater in the hall has evaporated, leaving no water vapor behind.
The surrounding stone pillars and walls were severely damaged, leaving only a huge sea snake carcass that looked like it had been roasted by fire. Its color changed from blue to charred black, and it was rapidly collapsing.
On the floor in front of the two of them, there was a piece of scattered ashes. In the center, like a twisted sea snake, blue light spots kept pouring out from it.
Along with the surrounding light spots emitting from Kavitua's body, they slowly poured into the huge tooth.
The positions of the Poseidon believers who had been melted by the blazing light also had spots of blue, dark, or bright light like the morning sun.
Along with the dots of light emitted from the surrounding Kavitua corpse, these light spots slowly merged into the huge tooth. The originally curved teeth slowly straightened, and the color gradually turned to crystal white.
"Wait a moment, the characteristics here still need some time to converge."
As he spoke, layers of starlight rippled around Renekton, dispersing the strong aura of the sun in the hall.
"it is good."
Klein, whose spirit body had recovered, nodded slightly.
I looked around the hall to confirm that there was no remaining danger. Didn't the danger I divined before come from this ruin? Is the "Sea King" from the Church of Storms coming soon?
While thinking, the entire hall was once again dyed with a layer of light gold.
Just as Klein was about to turn his head to ask, he saw the green-blue light surrounding him suddenly speed up and turn into a hurricane, rushing towards the huge white teeth.
The collapse of Kavitua's body accelerated, and its flesh and blood quickly became soft and rotten, exuding a rotten smell, like a puddle of mud.
After a moment, all the blue light poured into the huge tooth. After the light converged, the tooth that was originally larger than an adult's arm disappeared, leaving only a short staff with the end inserted into the stone pillar.
The top of the short staff is inlaid with fine green-blue gems, some of which are stained with darkness and morning light.
"Don't take it yet."
Renekton warned Klein who wanted to get closer.
He raised his hand slightly, waving out pieces of starlight. These lights surrounded the short staff, moved it out, and quickly condensed around it, forming a layer of translucent amber. The short staff flew into Klein's hand. .
"It has a close connection with the followers of Poseidon. If it is not at the level of a demigod, or the spirit is not strong enough, it can easily collapse and go out of control. You should try not to use it outside of the gray mist."
Renekton warned aloud.
Looking around, all the extraordinary characteristics were wrapped up and integrated into this Poseidon scepter. There was nothing useful in this hall.
Klein nodded gently and said:
"I understand, how to distribute the spoils?"
He originally thought that in addition to Kavitua's characteristics, there should be other gains here, but in this hall, all the characteristics were gathered together.
As for Poseidon's treasure, he didn't think Kavitua could have any treasure in such a mess.
After all, he is also a Poseidon. How could he be so poor? Klein sighed silently in his heart.
Renekton's eyes fell on the Poseidon scepter wrapped in translucent amber, and he responded in a relaxed tone:
"Just let me analyze this scepter. It's an extraordinary ability at the third level of the sequence. It's also a storm path. Finally, I don't have to always simulate the ability of the solar field."
"I thought you preferred extraordinary abilities in the solar field."
Klein tilted his head and answered casually.
"After all, it's golden and very ostentatious."
Renekton glanced at Klein and said what he had not finished saying.
"Uh" Klein was stunned for a moment. It's really annoying that thoughts can be easily perceived in the spirit world.
"The extraordinary abilities of the sun domain have a restraining effect on all evil, corruption and other fields."
"When fighting, you don't have to worry too much about accidentally injuring your own people. It's really convenient to use."
After a little explanation, Renekton walked towards the back of the hall.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 322 The King of the Seven Seas
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Chapter 322 The King of the Five Seas
This part of the ruins has completely collapsed. Even affected by the battle just now, the remaining walls and gravel are already covered with small cracks.
It wasn't until I reached the end that I saw a very exquisite and gorgeous seat. It was buried by the collapsed and fallen stones around it, and only part of the back of the chair was exposed.
On the wall to the left of the seat, which is still intact, there is a incomplete mural painted on it, which shows two confronting figures.
The figure standing at a high place is walking on the waves, with dark clouds above his head and a storm. He has a softer, oriental outline. He is holding a spear made of pure electric light in his hand. Behind him is a raging, A violent wave that drowns everything.
Confronting him below was a man with a vague face, wearing a simple white robe. Behind him was a radiant halo, like a miniature sun.
"'Elf King' Sunya Thorem and the Ancient Sun God."
Renekton muttered softly.
"This Elf King doesn't look crazy or irritable at all. Instead, he is pretty good-looking and deserves to be a relic belonging to the elves."
Klein sighed softly.
He followed his spiritual intuition and found a flattened gold wine cup in the corner. At the bottom of the wine cup, there was a line of elven writing: "Natural Disaster, Goshinam."
"Who is a good person who would carve his or her name on a wine glass? There are too many identical glasses, and you are worried about picking up the wrong one?"
Renekton approached from the side and made a disdainful comment.
"Well, maybe this is the hobby of elves."
Klein was stunned for a moment. For a moment, he actually felt that what the other party said made sense. Who would carve their own name on a wine glass?
Whoa!
A sound like breaking glass suddenly sounded.
Renekton stared at the top of the ruins, with purple light flowing in his eyes. His sight penetrated the layers of obstacles and saw a huge three-masted sailboat covered in pure black appearing in the spiritual world above.
One lantern after another hung on both sides of it, nearly a hundred meters long, with three sides of dark canvas hanging.
"The Black Emperor." Renekton's voice was a little heavier.
His eyes fell on the bow of the Black Emperor, where stood a man in his early 190s, wearing a scaled-down spire crown and a black robe with silver edges.
His face has hard lines, there are obvious wrinkles on his forehead, and he has a short black beard. His dark eyes are filled with dark red light, and his eyes meet Renekton's eyes from a distance.
A heavy, oppressive sense of majesty passed along his sight. Renekton felt that his heartbeat was beating faster, and he was unconsciously filled with nervous emotions.
Immediately, the light flowing in his eyes changed from purple to light blue, and his rationality took the high ground, entering a state of absolute rationality, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.
"'King of the Five Seas' Nast! Was he attracted by the Black Emperor's card?"
When Klein heard the "Black Emperor" that Renekton had just meditated, his mood suddenly became heavy. Why did the convergence effect take effect so quickly? Could it be that the King of the Five Seas is nearby?
"The Black Emperor is the most powerful and top-notch ghost ship. It can also transform itself and roam the spirit world."
Renekton's voice explained briefly, and then added:
"You contain the scepter into your spirit body, and when you encounter danger, you will immediately end it."
Klein nodded slightly and then asked:
"Are you sure you can leave?"
"The one who can freely travel through the spiritual world is the 'Black Emperor', not the 'King of the Five Seas'. The door path is the one that I have the most extraordinary knowledge besides the sun path."
Renekton said very confidently.
Before he finished speaking, an uncontrollable fighting spirit suddenly surged in Renekton's heart, a fighting spirit that could not be suppressed by reason.
"Depend on!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Renekton immediately controlled his emotions, stretched out his right hand forward, and pulled back. An invisible layer was pulled out of nothingness and draped over his body.
The "Emperor's New Clothes" made him temporarily non-existent. With the help of this state, he avoided the spiritual distortion imposed by the King of the Five Seas, and then he gradually calmed down.
He then raised his hand and swayed out a ray of starlight, intercepting Klein who had already rushed out some distance.
"calm!"
There was a spiritual wave in his voice that seemed to soothe people's hearts, and Klein gradually regained his composure.
"Just now."
"The distortion at the Sequence 3 level, even the Black Emperor card cannot save you."
"Just end Advent. I'm not good at dealing with this kind of distortion. I can't take care of you."
Before Klein could finish his words, he was interrupted by Renekton.
He nodded heavily, completely containing the scepter in his spiritual body, and then came to an end. The figure wearing black armor and a crown stained with blood and rust suddenly disappeared.
Only one sentence remains: "Recite my name!"
As soon as Klein's figure disappeared, Renekton's submerged light blue light surged, and layers of bright starlight filled the air, completely assimilating the surrounding ruins.
Immediately, he raised his head slightly and opened his left palm diagonally upward. A layer of starlight dispersed, the dome of the ruins suddenly dissipated, and the barrier between the spiritual world and reality briefly disappeared, revealing the richly colored spiritual world above and the huge three-masted sailboat covered in pure black.
Renekton clearly saw the "King of the Five Seas" standing on the bow of the ship, looking down, looking down at him.
He then raised his right hand, and a ball of slowly rotating star sand quickly formed in his palm.
Stars emerged one after another, densely packed and dazzling. Under his thoughts, these bright stars rushed towards the "Black Emperor" and towards the "King of the Five Seas" Nast.
Nast lowered his eyes, and as the dark red light flowed, the distance between the two sides was distorted. Even though the starlight surged, he could not get close to the Black Emperor.
"There was another person just now. How did he leave?"
Nast's majestic voice ignored the distance between the two parties and sounded directly in Renekton's ears.
"What do you want to do?"
Renekton responded casually.
He was surrounded by bright stars, flying away from him one after another. They no longer targeted the Black Emperor and Nast, and moved around the surrounding spiritual world at will.
"Humph!"
Nast hummed softly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the stars that were constantly moving around him suddenly lost their sense of direction, became chaotic, and even tended to dissipate.
Can the "chaos" at the third level of the sequence already shake the structure of non-divided abilities? .If he goes all out, my starlight will dissipate in an instant due to the destruction of the structure.
Nast glanced majestically at the ruins below. When he approached here just now, he felt the attraction from this path.
"The person who left, did he carry the Black Emperor Card? Or was it an item from this path to the angel level?"
His voice carried an irresistible majesty, making Renekton uncontrollably want to answer his questions truthfully.
As soon as he opened his mouth, a thick gray-white mist suddenly surged out of his field of vision, and a crimson light rose up, condensing into a tall angel carrying twelve pairs of jet-black wings.
The next moment, he was wrapped in layers of wings by this tall angel.
The gray fog in his vision quickly dissipated, and Renekton's lips that had just opened and closed closed again. He calmed down again, and the thoughts that he had almost forgotten due to distortion also resurfaced.
Without hesitation, he recited the name of his Fool:
"The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck."
Reciting it in a low voice, he looked at Nast again.
He stretched his right hand forward and quickly formed a spear. The tip of the spear was engraved with mysterious symbols, and the handle of the spear was like a branch.
The sure shot, "Gangnir"!
The next moment, he threw the spear in his hand, and a blazing white mark like lightning flashed between him and Nast.
This trace seemed to span an endless distance and kept getting closer to Nast.
His eyes became more serious. This spear not only locked him as a target in both reality and mysticism, but also grafted a piece of cause and effect, a certain destiny.
"Occultist?"
Nast groaned. This strange magic reminded him of the strange mysterious reappearance that Bernadette was very good at using.
Even as a frantic mage, he could not instantly distort and confuse the spear's lock on him.
Zheng!
Nast made a slight movement with his right hand and popped out a gold coin.
The next moment, the white mark that Ganggnir slipped out of the air instantly bent, hit the gold coin accurately, and then returned to his hand.
This is a distortion of the identity of himself and the gold coin. He cannot distort Gangnir's lock on him in a short period of time, but he can easily distort himself and let other things be attacked on his behalf. Renekton's eyes narrowed slightly. Squint and make a guess in your mind.
"Who does this strange mysterious reappearance come from? Bernadette, or is it the legacy of Emperor Russell?"
Nast's voice was still deep and majestic, as if it could make the spirit body tremble, with an indescribable pressure, but it no longer had the extraordinary ability to twist people's will.
Blocked by the blessings of angels? Or did he not influence me at all?
After a slight hesitation, Renekton chuckled and replied:
"You respect Russell very much. When he finds out, he will laugh proudly and say that this is his personality charm."
Nast's aura became more majestic and heavier, and his words carried an indescribable and irresistible majesty:
"Has He not completely fallen yet? Or has He been resurrected?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and made a virtual fist with his palm.
Renekton found that even though there was no extraordinary power acting on his mind, he still hesitated. He was not far from the angel.
Immediately, he felt that the structure and scale of the ruins he was in were instantly chaotic, and the starlight from the surrounding buildings that he had assimilated into the surrounding buildings was inevitably chaotic.
This huge ruins collapsed, extending from the outside to the inside, completely collapsed.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 323 "Soul Communication"
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Chapter 323 "Soul Communication"
In the ruins that suddenly collapsed, there were bright stars surging, pouring out from the gaps, moving closer to the pure light that eternally resides at the highest point, and rushing into the depths of the spiritual world.
The next moment, the direction of these starlights suddenly changed and rushed towards the Black Emperor.
No matter which direction Renekton tried to deflect, the end result was that he rushed towards the Black Emperor in the shape of a bright star.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
Streams of silver-white lightning fell down, carrying an aura of destruction that was so strong that it seemed to be real. They fell densely around the area, covering the surrounding area of several hundred meters in the Thunder Forest.
Nast's eyes suddenly deepened, and he opened his left palm upwards. All the lightning that fell towards the Black Emperor was deflected, twisted, and fell towards the starlight of Renekton's incarnation.
A strong sense of danger came over him. The moment Renekton's figure condensed and took shape in the stars, he reached out and pulled out an invisible thing from the void.
Countless dense lightnings slid down his body in the next moment and fell deep into the spiritual world.
This kind of ranged attack that does not distinguish between friend and foe is simply the best help for the Black Emperor's path. Renekton sighed helplessly in his heart.
Immediately, he reached out and took out an illusory hat from nothingness and put it on his head.
His figure then disappeared, all traces were hidden, and he was finally no longer attacked by the twisted target lightning attack.
Above the gray fog, Klein put down the Poseidon Scepter in his hand in embarrassment. He just wanted to test the power of this powerful magical item. Unexpectedly, his attack became Nast's boost.
He picked up the strange crown covered with rust and blood stains that was placed on the long mottled table. With the help of this gray mist, he used the extraordinary ability of the hunter's high sequence.
Through the connection of the gray mist, he and Renekton were connected spiritually, forming a whole body. Both parties could clearly and clearly perceive each other's thoughts.
Spiritual communication. Can you directly transfer power to me?
Theoretically, it's possible. But in reality, my power is not as good as yours. My most useful ability is the paper man substitute, but this requires the paper man to be prepared in advance.
Klein sighed helplessly, but he still synchronized his vision to Renekton.
Deep in the spiritual world, the continuously falling lightning storm disappeared, and Nast still stood steadily on the bow of the Black Emperor.
He twisted and amplified Renekton's intentions and turned them into reality.
As soon as Renekton's body moved, the influence was lifted by the paper angel created by Klein through the Black Emperor's card.
Immediately, he gently rubbed his fingers to create golden illusory flames.
These flames were dense and continuous, forming an ocean, swinging forward in circles of golden ripples, quickly sweeping in the direction of the Black Emperor.
Give him a bit of sequence-level shock!
I also want to, but my spirituality can't do it. This is an extraordinary characteristic, not a magical item, and it is not so smooth and easy to use.
Then I will use the War Bishop's ability to correct my scattered attacks into a whole to avoid being easily distorted by him.
No problem, but not too spread out, I had a little difficulty operating it.
As soon as his thoughts turned, he and Klein reached unity.
The next moment, he raised his body so that he was in a position overlooking the Black Emperor and Nast, and then opened his hands upward, as if embracing the sun and welcoming the dawn.
The next moment, dazzling, blazing sunlight appeared in the richly colored spiritual world, as if it had entered an unspeakably hot summer.
The surrounding golden flames, which were dense and continuous into an ocean, seemed to have been poured into hot oil, suddenly rising several degrees and burning a little white.
Feeling the thoughts passing through Renekton's mind, Klein couldn't help but wonder in his heart:
How did you simulate so many battle plans in such a short period of time?
You will never envy the talent of being a reader and a spy.
I'm not envious. Well, one thing is that communication in this state is so convenient that I don't even have time to think about what I want to say.
Lost the joy of complaining!
Don't use extraordinary abilities while complaining.
Your voice keeps echoing in my mind and I can't control it.
I just think it out of habit!
While communicating with Klein, the blazing golden flames around him gradually gathered, and huge balls of pure light entwined with countless sacred flames emerged one after another in the sky above the Black Emperor.
One, two, eight in total, they are scattered, but they are like a whole, exuding blazing light and temperature, sending out circles of hot ripples all around.
"Humph!"
Nast snorted coldly, and the hot ripples sweeping across the Black Emperor were distorted by his temperature and turned into a breeze.
Don't you worry that you will suffer from schizophrenia if you operate with this level of distraction?
With your support, otherwise I can control up to three rounds of light balls at the same time. War is the art of gathering people, and the conqueror characteristic is of great help in this regard. As his thoughts turned, Renekton controlled the blazing light balls floating above the Black Emperor, and smashed them down one after another.
The dark red light in Nast's eyes dimmed, and there was obvious confusion in the blazing light balls that hit one after another, but it was quickly corrected.
"Iron Knight?"
Nast frowned slightly. He didn't notice any trace of someone exerting influence from a distance. Magical item? How many magical items does he carry with him?
As his thoughts turned, he reached forward slightly, trying to amplify the negative effects caused by the magical items on Renekton.
His move failed the shepherd without any surprise? Erudite? Or does he have a magical item that makes him immune to all kinds of negative effects?
After a slight pause, he unhurriedly pulled out the revolver from his waist and pulled the trigger toward the blazing ball of light that kept falling above but could not fall.
boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!
He fired five bullets in a row, and the power of each bullet was amplified to the extreme, almost reaching the power of the purification cannon on the Golden Dream.
Renekton frowned slightly and tried to control the light balls to disperse, but he still couldn't succeed.
boom!boom!boom!
There was a huge explosion in mid-air, and waves of golden fire instantly flooded the surrounding area.
At the same time, Renekton felt a huge sense of crisis in his heart.
A picture emerged in his mind. An ordinary bullet hit him with an unstoppable attitude, directly tearing his flesh and blood apart and turning into a bloody mist.
His figure instantly became transparent and turned into a statue made of countless stars.
An orange bullet passed through the golden fire wave, ignoring the distance, and passed through the statue made of starlight.
The statue shattered into pieces and turned into dazzling stars, which quickly reunited Renekton's figure.
In this short period of time, all the nine rounds of blazing balls of light created by Renekton were eliminated by Nast, and even the remaining flames were shortened by him and directly extinguished.
So fast
He used magical items to amplify the effect and directly annihilate your light balls. Someone is coming, yes.
Yann Runter is slow.
Why did you suddenly switch to Chinese to complain? Also, what the hell is running extremely slow? Why did you give him this nickname?
Because he is always late at critical moments, such as now, Kavitua's characteristics have been taken away by you, and he has just arrived.
While chatting with Klein, Renekton and Nast tacitly stopped, and at the same time looked at "Sea King" Yan Cotman, who was coming with the storm.
Yann Coatman looked solemnly at Renekton and Nast, who had already reached a tacit agreement to stop. He followed the traces of Cavituva and planned to recycle each other's characteristics, but now...
He looked intently at the building that had completely collapsed and still contained traces of extraordinary abilities.
Angry emotions clearly surfaced in him, and he directly attributed the fight between Renekton and Nast just now to the two of them robbing Kavitua of the characteristics left behind.
His gaze paused on Renekton for a moment, and the anger in his eyes almost solidified. Is it him again, and the Church of Knowledge is also eyeing Kavitua's characteristics? They are really plotting to use the authority of Storm to use the pressure of Storm Church to drive away the saints of the Rose School just for today?
Yann Coatman's eyes moved towards Nast, the "King of the Five Seas", and his eyes became obviously heavy. This is the spiritual world, not the sea. Here, he may not be the "King of the Five Seas" "opponent.
If looks could kill, you would have been cut to pieces by this "Sea King".
It doesn't matter, it's the Knowledge Church that takes the blame anyway.
With your attitude, you don't have to worry about the God of Knowledge sending you a lightning bolt. Also, lightning is the authority of the Lord of Storms. You are worthy of being a veteran!
If you have the authority of Erwuzi, you can definitely become the master of Erwuzi!
Okay, the ability of "spiritual communication" is not used to make us complain to each other. Avoid it!
Klein's strong thoughts exploded in Renekton's mind, and the next moment, his figure became transparent and turned into a statue made of countless stars.
Invisible wind blades, densely packed, instantly cut across the place where Renekton was.
The statue formed by the convergence of starlight fell apart in an instant. Before it could disperse into dots of starlight, Nast simultaneously made a hugging gesture.
The statue shattered and turned into a bright star, unable to move. At the same time, the time he could stay in this state was shortening rapidly.
After a moment, Renekton's figure reappeared in the stars.
What greeted him was the dazzling, dazzling electric light released by Yann Cotman.
Above the gray fog, Klein saw this scene and sighed in his heart:
You can draw hatred, do you really not consider being a provocateur?
He wasn't too worried about Renekton's condition. In the state of "spiritual communication", he didn't feel any panic from the other party.
To be precise, he didn't feel any major emotional fluctuations in the other party, just like a robot without emotions.
The side effect of Mr. Eye of Wisdom's magical item is to maintain a state of absolute rationality. Is this an ability that readers will have after going through a certain sequence?
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 324
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Chapter 324
The lightning released by Yan Coatman drowned Renekton's figure in an instant.
His body instantly became thin and brittle, and became charred black under the silvery electric light, turning into fly ash.
The next moment, his figure emerged from the other side of the spiritual world, his movements still a little stiff. The paralysis effect was so strong that he could not completely avoid it.
Paper double?
The revised version of the Moon Paper Man replaces the power of the Moon Domain with the gift of the God of Knowledge. It should also be possible to obtain feedback by praying to the Fool.
There is no need to explain so many principles, "Sea King" starts to attack you again, and your hatred towards him is a bit high.
I'll leave after I analyze some of Nast's extraordinary abilities. I finally encountered them, but I can't miss them.
Don't roll over!
No, I am much more familiar with the spiritual world than both of them!
As his thoughts turned, Renekton's figures turned into yellowish paper figures one after another, avoiding the lightning striking him and the ability to restrict his movements.
woo~
The whimpering sound of strong wind suddenly sounded in the surrounding spiritual world area!
The invisible wind turned into substance and enveloped the surrounding area, making Renekton's every movement extremely laborious.
At the same time, sizzling sounds continued to sound, and silver-white electric arcs danced around, sliding around Renekton's body from time to time. He felt waves of numbness in his body, very slight, but slowly accumulating.
"Humph!"
Nast snorted softly, and dark red light continued to flow in his eyes. Whether it was the wind that restricted the Emperor or the electric light with a paralyzing effect, they were all weakened by him and were almost negligible.
Renekton's body was dyed with a light golden color, and patches of light condensed into substance around him, blocking the influence of wind and lightning on him.
His eyes always stayed on Nast, and most of his attention was used to analyze the other party's extraordinary abilities.
"Humph!"
A terrifying sonic boom suddenly sounded, mixed with the whimpering sound of the wind realm.
Renekton's body was swept away again and torn into a piece of pale yellow paper.
His figure walked out from another direction, with traces of blood dripping from his ears.
It's such a terrifying sonic boom, and it's very restrained by the ability of the paper man stand-in, so it's impossible to completely avoid it.
Don't treat me like an experience baby, disturb the battlefield, I'm going to get out of here, Nast and Yann Cotman are about to reach some kind of tacit understanding.
how do you know?
In the spirit world, I can obtain more information more easily, which strengthens the ability of the prophet to a certain extent.
Above the gray fog, Klein quickly gathered his thoughts, and with the help of the surrounding gray fog, he continued to pour spirituality into the strange crown covered with rust and blood stains in his hand.
His eyes looked through the corresponding prayer light spots to the huge three-masted sailing ship "Black Emperor" and to "Sea King" Yan Cotman.
By utilizing the Conqueror's characteristics, he created a huge, blazing, dazzling, and scorching fireball.
These fireballs appeared suddenly, striking from the depths of the spiritual world, spanning a long distance in an instant, trailing long tail flames, and falling like meteors.
Nast's eyes filled with dark red light sank. He raised his left hand upwards, opened his palm, and then gently turned it. Intangible and overwhelming power emanated from him.
There was a certain amount of chaos in the bolide falling from above. The blazing white and orange flames swayed violently, and the path of the falling meteor was deflected.
He directly distorted the trajectories of those bolides and tried to disrupt their structure, but the effect was not as good as he imagined.
Is this the ability of an angel, the one who has been watching in secret?
An idea flashed through Nast's mind, and he was not surprised. He had already noticed Klein's line of sight through Renekton's prayer light spot, but he had been unable to lock onto it.
The whining wind suddenly sounded, making an explosion-like sound.
The colors in the surrounding spiritual world were in chaos. Like a stirred paint tray, a terrifying hurricane visible to the naked eye swirled and appeared, jumping straight up.
Like a terrifying giant, it rushed straight towards the falling flaming meteors, setting off a burst of terrifying fire above the spiritual world.
Snapped!
Renekton snapped his fingers with his slightly raised right hand. The light blue fluorescence in his eyes brightened for a moment, and suddenly a light burst out in front of him, covering the surrounding area in an instant, making the surrounding area white and blinding. Open your eyes.
Nast noticed something and turned his head to look at Renekton's position. Dark red flowed in his eyes. The bright and dazzling light was distorted by him into normal light, and his vision suddenly became clear.
Renekton, who was not too far away from the Black Emperor, was surrounded by stars, traveling through the spiritual world at high speed in a wandering manner, far away from here.
He stretched his right hand forward again, trying to distort the opponent's actions and intentions.
boom!
A streak of blazing white fluid penetrated the barrier of the strong wind and fire waves, and hit the Black Emperor directly. Nast had no choice but to change the target of his influence, and he twisted the target of the blazing white streamer into "Aquaman" Yan Cotman.
Boom!
A silver-white electric snake jumped out and struck fiercely at the blazing white stream of light.
The moment the blazing white firelight met the silvery-white electric light, a wave of flames erupted that swept through everything around him, completely engulfing the figure of "Sea King" Yan Coatman.
Nast glanced at the opponent's position that was engulfed in fire, and then looked away.
The Black Emperor ignored the surrounding flames and storms and rode the wind and waves away from here, heading deep into the spiritual world and sailing in the direction Renekton left just now.
Above the gray fog, Klein saw Renekton quickly traveling through the coordinates of the spiritual world, constantly changing his position, and easily getting rid of the "King of the Five Seas" Nast driving the Black Emperor behind him.
He is indeed very skilled. But what happened to the spiritual creatures you met? Do they either ignore you or actively avoid you?
"Spiritual communication" can do more than just communication. The connection between us has also infected me with some gray fog.
After receiving a response, Klein nodded slightly and wanted to ask something else, but he suddenly felt dizzy.
No, my spirituality can't hold on anymore, that's it.
As his thoughts floated around, he put down the crown covered in blood and rust that he was holding, and his eyes fell on the Poseidon's scepter inlaid with fine blue gems.
After hesitating for a while, he decided to wait until his spirituality recovered before he could carefully explore this magical item from "Poseidon" Kavitua.
He quickly spread his spirituality around himself, simulating the feeling of falling, and left the gray mist.
Feneport, in a warehouse on the outskirts of Sevia.
Renekton's figure was quickly outlined in the corner. Directly in front of the warehouse door, a group of people were already waiting here with dim lanterns.
There was a flash of purple light in his eyes, and he quickly caught the group of people holding lanterns in front of him and saw their appearance clearly.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a black hardwood cane and a dark brown fur coat. He had an exaggerated beer belly and seemed to have an anxious look on his face.
The four men surrounding him were obviously part-time bodyguards of adventurers. Most of them were in their thirties, wearing smart blue-gray clothes. They had bulging bags on their waists, which were obviously gun bags, bullets, daggers, etc. arms.
Not far away, there were two carriages stopping, one with a spacious and exquisite carriage behind it, and the other with a simple carriage for pulling goods behind.
I compared the appearance of the middle-aged man in charge with the information in my mind.
He immediately withdrew his gaze, gently reached forward, and pulled the surrounding shadows, completely covering his body.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, Renekton's figure carrying a lantern walked out from the corner of the road, approaching the warehouse here at a slow pace.
Noticing Renekton's approach, the four bodyguards surrounding the middle-aged man quickly became alert.
It wasn't until Renekton got closer that their wary expressions softened, but their movements and postures didn't change.
"Good evening, Mr. Bonn~"
"It's still some time before morning. I didn't expect you to come so early."
Renekton spoke calmly to the middle-aged man with an exaggerated beer belly who was surrounded by bodyguards.
This Mr. Bonn is a grain merchant that Renekton Soth was looking for through his father's relationship.
Before Renekton approached, the anxious look on Bonn's face had already subsided. He showed a warm smile and quickly approached.
As he moved forward, his exaggerated beer belly jumped up and down.
"I'm sorry to disturb your sweet dreams, Mr. South."
"This business is too important to me, so I couldn't help but come a little early. Please forgive me for being presumptuous."
This is not a short time, there are still at least two hours before sunrise. Renekton complained silently in his heart with a faceless face.
Bonn maintained a decent smile and said in a slightly bitter voice:
"My original business dealings were mainly with Loen, but since Loen promulgated the Corn Code, my business chain in Loen has been almost completely destroyed, and I can only turn around and establish new cooperation channels."
"But it is not an easy task, especially since there are many grain merchants who have made the same choice as me."
"This is the helplessness of businessmen. A random decree from the kingdom may bring us a heavy blow or even bankruptcy."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 325 Wanted by the Church of Storms
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Chapter 325 Wanted by the Church of Storms
Bayam, in a hotel in the dock area.
Ethan, who had finished several cups of coffee, rubbed his forehead helplessly. He regretted waiting for a possible follow-up. Now he wanted to sleep, but because he drank too much coffee, he lost all sleep.
"The fall of the 'Poseidon' will inevitably lead to the collapse of the faith of the natives here and a large number of suicides. Bayam, no, the entire Rhoside Islands will see a large number of labor shortages."
"Not only that, there are also some fanatical believers who don't want to believe the fact that the 'Poseidon' has fallen. They will madly perform living sacrifices in an attempt to get a response from the gods."
"Just like those lunatics from the Artificial Death Faction in our Spiritual Religion"
Ethan was half lying on the chair and said without any fluctuations in his tone.
"We have separated from the Spiritual Religion."
Phoenix raised his head slightly and corrected himself.
"Unfortunately, neither the Spiritual Religion Group nor other forces in the Southern Continent obviously think so."
Ethan sighed with a helpless tone.
Phoenix stopped responding to this topic. He took out a brass-colored whistle from the inner pocket of his clothes and blew it hard, but no sound came out.
After a moment, a tall white skeleton stretched out its palm from under the floor.
Before it had time to crawl out, Phoenix put the newly written letter into its pale palm.
The giant white bone messenger paused, and shook his hands as though he was aggrieved. His head that had just popped out sank into the floor again, carrying the letter, and shuttled through the spirit world.
After watching the messenger leave, Phoenix sat back on the chair, looking through the glass window at the clear night sky outside the window.
His eyes suddenly became dark, as if he was communicating with invisible things.
After a moment, he lowered his eyes and said in a steady voice:
"The spirits around sent news that the statue of 'Poseidon' Kavitua has been broken and can no longer be put back together."
"There is a fierce battle taking place somewhere in the spiritual world of this sea area, and there is the aura of the sun that makes them hate it."
Ethan looked at Phoenix blankly, and then he slowly said:
"When did you regain the spirits of this sea area? And let them help you monitor this sea area?"
Phoenix said in a calm voice:
"Just do it when you come to Byam."
The ruins where Kavituva is hiding are in the corresponding location in reality, and Shanshan, the punisher of the Church of Storms, arrived late.
Before they even got close, they heard an angry snort, and then were swept up by a hurricane and taken away directly.
"Aquaman" Yann Coatman's deep blue eyes were full of solidified anger. His loose Storm Priest robe was completely stretched out, his chest was still rising and falling, and the anger in his body was about to erupt.
The surrounding punishers did not dare to take a breath. They all lowered their heads and waited quietly for the instructions of the archbishop of the Rossed Sea and the senior deacon of the punishers.
After a moment of silence, Yann Coatman raised his right hand slightly, and dark blue light fell around him, causing ripples and forming a water mirror around him.
Among them was Renekton's figure dyed with golden light, and another figure that was too blurry to be seen clearly. He was holding a short white staff inlaid with a blue gem.
Yan Cotman took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and said in a solemn voice:
"This saint of the Church of Knowledge is wanted throughout the Rossed Sea, and he has not left yet."
"Find the person who took this short white staff and take it back!"
Quayside area, Azure Wind Hotel.
Klein quickly restored his spirituality through meditation in the room.
When his spirituality was almost restored, he came to the magnificent ancient palace above the gray mist again.
He sat on the high-backed chair belonging to the Fool, holding the Poseidon scepter in his right hand, closing his eyes and doing a simple divination.
The effects and negative effects of this Poseidon's Scepter quickly emerged in his mind.
It is very powerful, even among the first-level sealed objects, it is a relatively powerful type. Unfortunately, the negative impact is so great that it is almost impossible to use it outside of the gray fog.
After pondering in his heart for a moment, Klein planned to respond to those believers who belonged to the "Poseidon".
This is not only a reminder from "Red Light" El Moria, a belief prepared in advance for his promotion to demigod, but also to stabilize those Poseidon believers and prevent them from making crazy moves.
At the same time, it is also for the purpose of acting. The effect of playing an ordinary person is not as good as playing a "Poseidon".
While thinking, he visualized a suitable scene through this gray fog:
A slightly blurry figure is walking on the waves, covered in a roaring hurricane, with heavy dark clouds overhead.
The whole thing looks sacred and majestic, which was the inspiration he got from the murals of the elven ruins where Kavitua was hiding.
Immediately, spirituality spread out, poured into Poseidon's scepter, and established a connection with several of the brighter light points of faith.
Put yourself into the picture that you have embodied, and throw it into it together with an indifferent and grand voice:
"I'm back!"
After communicating with the followers of "Poseidon" and recasting the covenant belonging to Poseidon, Klein put down the Poseidon scepter in his hand and rubbed his forehead slightly tiredly. Although I can respond to believers with the help of this gray fog, it still puts a lot of burden on my spirit.
Moreover, due to the obstruction of the gray fog, the Poseidon Scepter cannot respond to the ceremony in time and respond to the prayers of believers. It is impossible for me to stay here for a long time, so I have to find a way.
As his thoughts turned, his eyes fell on the crimson star representing Renekton. He must still be asleep, right?
After a little hesitation, he spread his spirituality, touched the crimson star representing Renekton, and informed the other party of his problem.
Feneport, Sevia.
Renekton had just finished discussing the grain deal with Bonn, and the other party promised to collect 5500 pounds worth of grain within three days and transport it to the warehouse here.
After discussing the follow-up cooperation matters, he couldn't wait to take his two bodyguards to find a lawyer to draw up a contract.
He also thoughtfully left two bodyguards here to guard the warehouse and protect Renekton's safety.
Sevia is one of the largest ports in Feneport. There are many pirates and adventurers here. It is also a suburb. It is still dangerous to be alone outside at night.
Relying on the carriage used to transport grain in Bonn, Renekton suddenly saw a thick gray fog pouring out of his field of vision. He saw a blurry figure surrounded by gray fog, as tall and majestic as if he was looking down at the entire world.
Renekton raised his head with slight confusion and looked up at the night sky above him. He didn't quite understand what Klein was looking for at this time. Something went wrong in the process of accepting Poseidon's followers?
As soon as the thoughts floated in my mind, the leisurely voice belonging to the Fool echoed in my ears:
"Do you know how to solve the problem of Poseidon's scepter being unable to respond to prayers and rituals in time above the gray fog?"
Realizing that the connection that Klein had established with him above the gray mist was not directly interrupted, Renekton immediately spread his spirituality and sealed his surroundings to prevent his voice from coming out.
After doing this, he then said:
"Leaving a clone there in sequence four of the audience path can create a virtual personality. Based on this, I can try to develop a secret technique to separate a clone with a certain degree of self-awareness."
"Well, given your current spiritual level, you probably won't be able to support it. At least you need to become a secret puppet master."
"At this stage, you can only frequently go above the gray fog to respond, or let the followers of Poseidon pray and hold ceremonies at a fixed time?"
As soon as Renekton finished speaking, Klein's slightly helpless answer came to his ears:
"The Puppet Master. I haven't found any clues about the mermaid yet."
Renekton shrugged:
"This can actually be very simple. Pray to the goddess of the night for help."
"If you want to rely on yourself, you can only go to the ruins of the God War deep in the Sunia Sea. There are still some mermaids living there."
"It is recommended that you take the Star Admiral's Future Ship. She has experience exploring that sea area and will be more helpful to you."
After a moment of silence, Klein's voice echoed in Renekton's ears again:
"I'll try to reach her."
These words faded away along with the gray fog in front of Renekton's eyes.
Early morning in Bayam's Church of the Waves.
Alger was called by the church to come here, and he met the bishop of the diocese, Joe Gory, again.
The gray-haired old man handed him three portraits:
"Look for them."
Alger took it doubtfully and unfolded the paper. The top one was a portrait of Renekton. The Church of Storms had removed the golden glow that shrouded his body and refilled the portrait.
"He is 'Arsonist' Al, who was once a crew member on the Star Admiral's flagship 'Future'."
"But this should be just a disguise. His true identity is the saint of the Church of Knowledge. He planned and participated in the previous attack on Bayam, and participated in robbing an important item of the church."
"You just need to find him, even if it's just some information. The church has raised his reward to 15 pounds."
15 pounds. The "Immortal King" Agaritu, one of the four kings, has a reward of only 10 pounds. Does the church think that he is more dangerous than the "Immortal King"?
For this kind of task, just do it for a show. As soon as Alger thought about it, he had already made plans to passively slow down the work.
He casually flipped through the next portrait. It was a figure that was so blurry that it was unclear whether he was a man or a woman. From this portrait, he could only tell that he was a human being.
The Hanged Man tried hard to control his expression so as not to laugh out loud.
Qiao Geli paid no attention to Alger's expression and mental activities. He introduced with an angry tone:
"This is a dirty, despicable thief! He may be related to the Church of Knowledge!"
The mission that suddenly appeared must be related to what happened last night. Last night, Kavitua completely fell, and its legacy was taken away in advance?
Alger's expression gradually became serious, and he started to look at the third portrait.
It was a short staff, the top of which was inlaid with fine blue-blue gems.
(End of this chapter)