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  Chapter 301 Meeting at the Sea Wave Church

  At dawn, in the basement of the Bayam Sea Wave Church,

  Yann Kottman, who had dressed neatly again, stood in front of the conference table with a dignified look. His loose storm priest robe was propped up by his muscular body, and with the low pressure on his body, he seemed ready to strike at anyone at any time.

  Sitting at other places around the conference table were the gray-haired Bishop Chogori of Bayam Diocese, the Substitute Punisher Deacon of the Rorsted Islands, Cordova Roye, the captains of each Substitute Punisher team, and the church deacons.

  The first to speak was the Substitute Punisher Deacon Cordova Roye. He looked around, observed everyone's reactions, and then said,

  "Your Excellency the Archbishop! Ladies and Gentlemen, I am responsible for investigating the personnel and casualties in the Loen settlement area."

  "The destroyed area is a high-end villa area. There are not many people and the flow of people is not large, so our investigation has not been hindered."

  "The villa in the center of the destroyed area is a base of the Blood Pirates in Bayam. There are also extraordinary characteristics involved there, which have been recovered by us."

  Cordova paused for a moment, his face was not very good. This was their dereliction of duty. They actually allowed the pirates to establish a base in the most closely monitored area.

  He looked at the "Sea King" at the top with a slightly apprehensive look in his eyes. Seeing that the other party did not express dissatisfaction with this, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

  "The surrounding villas are in normal condition. When the battle broke out, the people inside all left for a period of time due to various reasons, thus avoiding danger."

  "Well, this should be some preparations made in advance by the demigod of the Church of Knowledge, but it is not clear how he did it, and it has not attracted the attention of the other demigod of the Rose School."

  After Cordova sat down, another captain of the Substitute Punisher team stood up and began a new report:

  "Your Excellency the Archbishop! Ladies and Gentlemen, I am investigating the battle that took place near the dock warehouse area yesterday evening."

  "According to our tracking and investigation, that is a base belonging to the Golden Dream, but it seems to have been discovered by the Blood Pirates."

  "Someone saw the fourth boatswain under Vice Admiral Iceberg, 'Flame' Danitz, nearby. Not long after he approached there, there was an explosion and a house was on fire."

  "It seems that there was a chase afterwards, but strangely, the clues suddenly stopped here. Whether it was divination and tracking in mysticism or investigation in reality, there was no more information."

  In less than half an hour, everyone told the information they had investigated. Under the low pressure of the "Sea King", everyone was a little trembling.

  After a long silence, Qiao Geli, who was in charge of the Church of Sea Waves, coughed twice and said:

  "Ahem! The city of Bayam did not suffer much damage except for a few houses destroyed by the Darkness Spear cast by the demigod of the Church of Knowledge and the streets destroyed by the tornado."

  At this point, he glanced at the "Sea King" Yan Cotman. There was no one in the destroyed houses. The tornado that moved the battlefield caused the greatest damage to Bayam.

  Seeing that the "Sea King" did not express any opinion, he paused and continued:

  "After the battlefield was moved, I sensed the presence of other people in the destroyed villa. He hid very well. I could only judge that he went to the battlefield on the sea through the information conveyed by the wind."

  "Sea King" Yann Kautman nodded slightly and said:

  "It should be the demigod from the Church of Knowledge. What appeared before was just a clone made of paper."

  "A clone made of paper? But why can it burst out with such powerful force? Moreover, in the initial battle, the demigod of the Rose School who is good at divination did not discover the problem?"

  Cordova Roye, the deacon of the Substitute Punisher of the Rorsted Islands, raised his own questions.

  The other Deacon of the Reader Path Punisher opposite him murmured aloud:

  "Sequence Five of this path is called the Mystic Tutor. They master magical, diverse, unique and rare mystic arts, and can even invent some strange but effective spells of their own."

  "As a demigod, he must have enough knowledge. It is not surprising that he created some kind of mystic art that can create a powerful clone."

  "Sea King" looked at the Deacon of the Punisher and shifted the subject to the issue of last night again:

  "The demigod of the Rose School, our reaction, and even the subsequent attack of the evil god, were all calculated by the demigod of the Church of Knowledge."

  At this point, he closed his eyes slightly, recalling the details of last night's battle, especially the performance of the demigod of the Church of Knowledge who had always shrouded himself in light.

  After a short pause, he continued:

  "His plan from the beginning was to use the pressure from the Storm Church to drive away the Rose School demigod."

  "He didn't seem to have the intention to kill the Rose School demigod, nor did he use his full strength."

  "Perhaps, he has other hidden purposes."

  Qiao Geli took over the words of "Sea King" with an angry voice.

  "This is a provocation from the Knowledge Church!"

  Cordova frowned and said in a rather unfriendly tone.

  As the words fell, the atmosphere in the entire conference room suddenly became solemn and angry.     Yann Kautman looked around at everyone present with his deep blue eyes, then shook his head imperceptibly and said,

  "This may be a continuation of the Flesh and Blood Tree incident a few days ago."

  "I will combine these two incidents and take personal responsibility. I must find out the truth behind them. The sea will always belong to the storm!"

  "Yes, Your Excellency!"

  "The sea will always belong to the storm!"

  Cordova and other Deputy Punishers deacons and team leaders responded at the same time.

  After all the Deputy Punishers deacons and team leaders left, Yann Kautman looked at Chogori, whose hair had turned gray, with a solemn expression. There was a gloomy mood in his deep blue eyes.

  Chogori, the vigorous old man, also looked a little tired at this time. He looked at "Sea King" Yann Kautman with a little doubt, waiting for the other party's words.

  After a moment of silence, Arne Kottman said in a voice that was emotionless:

  "In the battle last night, in addition to the 'evil god' Sua, there was another angel who took action, an angel with the ability of the storm field!"

  Chogori frowned, and said with heavy doubt and anger:

  "The one from the Church of Knowledge is trying to control the power of the storm?"

  Arne Kottman shook his head slightly:

  "It may not be the one from the Church of Knowledge, but it must be related to the Church of Knowledge!"

  "You have been keeping an eye on the people coming and going in Bayam recently. I have a feeling that this matter is not over yet."

  Bayam, in a luxurious hotel near the sea.

  Renekton leaned on the easy chair in front of the window, quietly looking at the sun rising from the sea.

  The Book of Natural Disasters, the Queen of Natural Disasters must have left corresponding means, and the characteristics in it are not so easy to obtain. You can give the book directly to Sasriel. I don't have any demand for the characteristics of natural disasters. This can only be regarded as a dispensable collection for me.

  I still need the characteristics or seals of the third level of sequence, and take them to Mr. Huang to teach the characteristics of the seer. A saint is not easy to kill. Perhaps, I should go to the southern continent as soon as possible.

  While thinking, his inspiration was suddenly touched. As soon as he looked up, he saw a thing like water plants with hands and feet surging from the ceiling.

  This time, the messenger lady did not show the image of an elegant lady with a long skirt in her hands as before. After throwing down a letter, she hurried away.

  An invisible wind blew the letter falling from the sky into Renekton's hands. There was a flash of purple light in his eyes, and he stared at the place where the messenger left.

  After a moment, he retracted his sight, looked down at the letter in his hand and sighed:

  "This messenger is not in a good condition. Is Mr. Prak going to change the messenger again? Being his messenger is also a high-level profession!"

  He unfolded the letter casually and read it carefully:

  Good morning, Mr. Tynes!

  I'm sorry that it took me so long to reply to you. I think you may have guessed that things are not going well in my southern continent.

  There are not many people in the Spiritual Cult who agree with my ideas. In the past, everyone could restrain themselves, but as I expressed my desire to leave the Spiritual Cult, various problems came one after another.

  Outside the Spiritual Cult, my actions also touched the interests of many parties and were suppressed.

  I think I need some cooperation and reliable allies

  . I also need to stay in the southern continent to stabilize the situation. I can only send two trustworthy people to find you and discuss matters related to cooperation.

  They have already set off. You just need to determine the meeting place within two days, and they will arrive soon.

  This is the summoning spell of his messenger:

  spirits roaming in the upper world, absolutely friendly creatures, and contracted partners of Phoenix Eggers.

  I plan to let them stay on the sea for a while, and I hope you can get along well.

  Your friend, Prak Eggers.

  After reading the letter, Renekton shook the letter paper twice.

  With a whoosh, a ball of red flames sprang up on the letter paper, and the paper quickly turned into ashes in Renekton's hands, and dissipated in the air with a breeze.

  Let them stay at sea for a while. It should be to avoid possible dangers. It seems that Mr. Prak is not in a good situation in the southern continent! Chapter 302 Undersea City

  While thinking, Renekton's figure leaning on the easy chair suddenly faded away.

  A moment later, his figure reappeared from the other side of the room, holding the materials needed for the ceremony in his hand.

  After skillfully arranging a ritual to summon the messenger, he gently rubbed his fingers, and a flame instantly jumped out of the candles he had placed. He stepped back and chanted in a low voice:

  "I, in my name, summon: the spirits roaming in the upper world, absolutely friendly creatures, the contracted partners of Phoenix Eggers."

  As soon as the words fell, he felt something rushing out of the spirit world, and looked up according to the feeling.

  There were pale bones pouring out from the ceiling, like a waterfall of bones. These bones quickly formed a tall human figure. At the position of its eyes, there was a faint green flame from time to time.

  The tall bone messenger stared at Renekton silently, not knowing whether he could not speak or sensed the danger in him and did not dare to speak.

  Renekton chuckled, then walked to the desk beside him, picked up a pen, and quickly wrote a line of words on the notebook:

  "Red Maple Leaf Bar, Bayam, Rhoside Archipelago."

  He

  tore the paper off the notebook and handed it to the tall skeleton messenger waiting on the side.

  After taking the paper, the tall skeleton messenger bowed slightly, and his figure quickly collapsed, turning into white bones, sinking into the floor, and disappearing from the real world.

  Watching the skeleton messenger leave, he was just about to sit back in the easy chair by the window when his inspiration was suddenly touched and a piece of light yellow paper fell from the sky.

  "What kind of day is it to receive letters today?"

  Renekton sighed slightly, raised his hand to take the paper falling from the air, and the lines of words on it came into view:

  "The Golden Dream is staying in the Rorsted Sea, next to an island 800 nautical miles away from the Rorsted Islands.

  Through mysticism, I confirmed that the Golden Dream's base in Bayam has been discovered. Last night, there was sunlight, lightning and storms in that sea area. What happened?"

  After reading Edwina's letter, Renekton then threw the letter back into the spirit world and picked up his breakfast from the table beside him, a cup of hot drink and a burrito.

  Then he quickly stepped forward and stepped into the spirit world. The colors of the surrounding environment suddenly became rich, and there were layers of accumulated color blocks that emerged one after another, like a colorful abstract painting, and these color blocks quickly retreated.

  After a moment, he frowned slightly, and the light blue and dark green colors around him suddenly became rich, and he could even feel the lingering smell of the sea.

  Renekton stopped wandering in the spirit world, looked around with a little doubt, and then turned his eyes to reality.

  What caught his eyes was a city ruin covered with seaweed, and from time to time there were strange fish swimming by. It was a huge ruin, but now it was more like an amusement park for marine life.

  Various strange marine creatures gathered here, their postures were very strange, and even weird, like creatures that had been polluted and mutated.

  Lost underwater city? Renekton frowned slightly and whispered uncertainly.

  However, he did not plan to leave the spirit world and explore the side. This was the deep sea, and he was not a Tyrant Path Extraordinary. Just resisting the pressure of the deep sea was a great challenge for him. Moreover

  , his eyes gradually went deep and looked at the center of this underwater city. There was a very tyrannical and deep breath there, which had a bit of the feeling of the Tyrant Path, and a bit of the depravity of the Hanged Man Path.

  As he looked, the unknown existence hidden in the center of the underwater city also discovered Renekton's sight.

  The originally calm spirit world suddenly stirred up a storm, carrying the salty and wet smell of the sea.

  Renekton frowned slightly, and a layer of brilliant starlight filled his surroundings, connecting to each other, wrapping himself in it as if it were real.

  Roar~ A huge roar sounded, and even set off a sonic boom in the spirit world.

  The rich color blocks around him kept breaking and reuniting, and these color blocks were gradually covered with a layer of shadows, which gathered and twisted.

  Finally, a sea snake figure with a body so large that it exceeded the range of vision was formed. It coiled its body and isolated this area of ​​the spirit world.

  Renekton narrowed his eyes slightly, waiting for the opponent's next move, but the brilliant starlight surrounding him became a little heavier.

  Several scarlet eyes lit up, like dim lanterns, vaguely illuminating the surrounding environment, revealing three somewhat hideous heads.

  Each head was covered with shadows. From left to right, one was young, one was mature, and one was old. There seemed to be an invisible restriction on it, which turned into strange patterns and appeared on the body condensed by the shadow.

  The Three-Headed Temple, this sea snake at least mixed the characteristics of the Hanged Man and the Storm. Renekton muttered in his heart.

  "I have been sealed here for who knows how many years, and you are the first demigod who accidentally passed by here."

  A hoarse and unclear voice came from the old head on the far right.

  "Occasionally."

  Renekton repeated the word without speaking.

  In the mysterious world, he believed in one sentence: All accidents are inevitable!

  "There are many treasures in this lost underwater city, whether it is wealth or so-called characteristics."

  A steady and heavy voice came from the head in the middle.

  Immediately afterwards, another voice that seemed a little childish sounded:

  "We can make a deal, and everything here can belong to you."     Renekton ignored the question and asked in a serious tone,

  "Do you know what time it is now?"

  The three-headed sea serpent was not angry when the topic was diverted. It answered Renekton's question in a very natural tone:

  "I don't know."

  "I have been sealed here for too long. Although I can create some influence through the spirit world, it can only be maintained within a certain range."

  "Through the information brought by some marine creatures that came here by chance, I roughly know that thousands of years have passed."

  The three heads of the giant shadow sea serpent answered one by one.

  Renekton controlled his expression and said in an unchanged tone:

  "It is the fifth era, 1350, and there are about 18 years to the end of the world."

  "The end of the world?"

  "I know this statement."

  "Does the so-called end of the world really exist?"

  The giant shadow sea serpent still answered one by one with three heads. Its voice was neither flat nor dull, and it seemed that it didn't care much about the end of the world.

  It should have been sealed here a long time ago. Its state seemed to have surpassed the general sequence three, but it was not yet at the level of sequence two. Renekton came to a conclusion in his heart through the answer of this giant three-headed sea serpent and his own observation.

  After a little thought, Renekton continued:

  "Yellow Light Venitan once prophesied: gazes will be cast from the starry sky, the earth will be torn apart, and everything in the world will cease to exist."

  "The major churches in the outside world have also confirmed the existence of the end of the world, and even the time of the end of the world is very clear."

  The three heads of the giant shadow sea serpent looked at each other for a while, as if discussing,

  "Starry sky?"

  "I am the lord of the ocean, and I have never paid attention to the starry sky before.

  " "But I can feel that what you said is true."

  Does it also have the characteristics of audience channels? A thought floated through Renekton's mind, and he quickly condensed his mind. The influence of the audience on the mind makes people have to be careful.

  The three heads of the giant shadow sea serpent floated up and down as if swaying in the sea water, with a certain rhythm that is difficult to explain.

  After a moment, its three heads spoke again in turn:

  "I was sealed by the Black Emperor."

  "The rules here are somewhat distorted. I cannot use too many abilities. Being able to sense your thoughts slightly is already the limit."

  "The characteristics of my body were originally in the saints I herded. In order to break the seal, I took the risk of containing them all, but still failed to break the seal left by a Sequence 0."

  "Solomon?" Renekton pondered, and then asked curiously:

  "Why were you sealed?"

  "I herded a frenzy wizard."

  "He is a collateral descendant of the Black Emperor."

  "The characteristic was taken back by him, and I was also sealed here."

  The three heads of the sea serpent spoke one by one without being able to hear the tone.

  Your Hanged Man's characteristics are not pure, right? Why are you so reckless like the people of anger? At that time, Solomon should have been in the Four Emperors' War and had no time to deal with this sea serpent, or keep it for other purposes, so he chose to seal it, but He died in the war and never resurrected.

  If it was during the First Solomon Empire, He would have had enough time to deal with this Rough Sea Serpent after His resurrection.

  He did not think for too long. After all, this was a sea serpent that had integrated the characteristics of the Audience Path. Although it said that it could not use any extraordinary abilities, its current posture made that statement not credible at all.

  After a moment, Renekton weighed his words and said,

  "I am only Sequence Four, a seal left by a true god. I should be powerless."

  The three heads of the giant sea serpent each answered,

  "I believe in my intuition."

  "Your coming here is not a simple coincidence."

  "You can also look for the forces behind you."  Chapter 303 Naga

  The power behind me The Church of Knowledge? The Aurora Society? Or the Tarot Society?

  As his thoughts floated, Renekton laughed at himself in his heart, then he calmed down and stared at the three huge heads hanging down in front of him and said:

  "The power behind me? Are you willing to become someone else's subordinate god?"

  "Of course I am."

  "As long as you can help me remove the seal."

  "Besides, you just mentioned the end of the world, and I have a premonition of danger."

  The three heads of the giant sea snake answered one by one.

  Its three heads have very distinct personalities, and they should correspond to a complete personality.

  After a little contemplation, Renekton pulled out a faded paper man from his pocket and threw it to the head in the middle of the other side, saying casually:

  "Okay, leave this paper man here, I can rely on it to establish contact with you."

  "Don't worry, I will be able to give you an answer soon, and time is running out."

  The head in the middle of the giant sea snake suddenly opened its mouth, revealing its sharp fangs and deep mouth, and it swallowed the pale yellow paper man in one gulp.

  Then, its huge body began to disintegrate, and the shadows covering the surface dissipated, turning back into blocks of rich colors. The separated area here established a connection with the spirit world again.

  "My name is:"

  "Wajer Weir"

  "I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation!"

  As the three heads of the other side finished their last words, the figure of the huge sea snake completely dissipated.

  Renekton's breathing became heavy for a moment. He felt that there was a contract generated at the spiritual level. Based on the promise he made, no matter whether he was sincere or not, after a certain period of time, he would have the idea of ​​redeeming the promise in his heart, and it would become stronger and stronger as time went by.

  It also grazes the characteristics of the Black Emperor's Path? Or, there are corresponding magical items left in this underwater city, which were used by it.

  There was a purple glow flowing in Renekton's eyes, and his sight passed through the barrier between the spirit world and reality, and he glanced at the city hidden deep under the dark sea.

  Soon, he turned and left this spiritual area, wandering towards the direction of the Golden Dream.

  In the center of this underwater city, on a wide square that looked like a giant, one, two, or six scarlet balls of light emerged.

  The illusory light dimly illuminated the surrounding area, revealing layers of dark green scales, each with strange patterns. They were connected to each other, as if they were a whole, twisted and evil.

  Boom! Boom!

  Heavy sounds of hitting the ground rang out, rising and falling one after another, with a strange rhythm.

  The sound continued to spread around, penetrating buildings one by one, and clearly transmitted to the ears of every creature in this sea.

  Those strange-looking marine creatures instantly stiffened their bodies, and then all entered a state of sleepwalking.

  They swam in an orderly manner, circling the underwater city, and their speed was getting faster and faster, as if they were holding some strange ritual. It was inexplicably strange, and it also revealed a crazy atmosphere that permeated the area. It was

  like a roar, and along with the madness, there were some unclear sounds echoing in the sea:

  "His characteristics are not pure, but he maintains a clear mind."

  "Everyone has secrets, whether you, me, or him."

  "As long as I can get out, it doesn't matter who I become a follower of. I don't want to face the end of the world in this dark sea."

  Golden Dream, Edwina's captain's cabin.

  Renekton's figure was outlined by the convex window. He glanced casually, leaned against the window casually, and held his breakfast in his hand.

  Before Edwina spoke, he asked first:

  "Do you know the underwater city? It seems to be somewhere near the junction of the Raging Sea and the Sonia Sea. It is a large and ancient city. The architectural style is somewhat like the Tertiary Period, but it is not certain when it sank to the bottom of the sea."

  After speaking, he drank a sip of the hot drink that was still warm in his hand and began to enjoy the burrito in his hand.

  Edwina frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she said carefully:

  "The most famous underwater city is 'Lost Newins', but I can't be sure if this is the underwater city you mentioned."

  "Our exploration of the ocean has almost stopped at the sea surface and shallow waters. Only the Storm Church has the ability to explore the deep sea, but they will not publish the corresponding information."

  "Apart from the 'Lost Newins', I know that there is only one underwater city that the Naga tribe is looking for, an underwater city that seals a powerful monster, and that is the object of their faith."

  Renekton chewed the food in his mouth completely, swallowed it, and then asked:

  "Naga tribe? Where are they? Can we get information about the powerful monster they believe in?"

  Edwina thought for a while, walked to the small blackboard in the captain's room, drew a simple map on it, and then pointed to a pattern representing Sonia Island and said:

  "Starting from Sonia Island, sailing about 1,200 nautical miles to the southeast, you will go deep into the sea that has not been officially explored by humans."

  "That group of Nagas is active in that sea area. I have come into contact with them there before. I have only seen some simple murals of the monsters they believe in."

  "It is a strange creature with three heads and eight tails. If you ignore the extra heads and tails, it looks like a giant sea snake. Also, its three heads have features of different ages on the murals, which seem to correspond to youth, middle-aged and old age respectively."     It was it, but it actually had eight tails. The shadow was too blurry, and it was coiled up, so I couldn't see it.

  While thinking, Renekton asked the next question:

  "Is it called Waje Weir?"

  Edwina's eyes sparkled for a moment, and she said with certainty:

  "Have you been to that underwater city? And have you seen that powerful monster?"

  "I don't know its specific name. The Nagas of that tribe are very repulsive to humans and are unwilling to communicate with me too much."

  Renekton nodded slightly, took a sip of the hot drink in his hand, and then continued:

  "On the way here just now, I happened to pass by that spiritual area and had a conversation with that monster, um. Waje Weir."

  "It is very rational, and it has a strong desire to come out. I have reached a certain cooperation with it."

  "Cooperation?" Edwina frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

  After a moment, she asked with a slightly puzzled tone:

  "You want to rely on it to develop your power at sea?"

  "Is this an oracle?"

  Renekton nodded slightly, then shook his head slightly and said:

  "If you want to gain the right to speak at sea, a demigod of the Tyrant Path is indispensable."

  "That Waje Vere has integrated the demigod-level characteristics of multiple paths, including the Tyrant Path. Although the characteristics are a bit mixed, it has greatly improved its strength and status, surpassing the general Sequence 3, but not yet reaching the level of Sequence 2."

  Edwina nodded in understanding. A saint close to Sequence 2 can indeed gain a lot of power at sea.

  "The ocean has always been the domain of the Storm Church. The appearance of a saint may break the delicate balance between the pirates supported by various forces and the Storm Church."

  Edwina pondered and expressed her thoughts.

  Renekton nodded slightly, but his voice was very calm:

  "As the end of the world approaches, various forces will begin to move frequently. By then, the Storm Church will have no time to care about a monster that occupies a land as its king."

  The end of the world Although the major churches have always had prophecies about the end of the world, I didn't pay too much attention to this aspect before. Or do I not have enough authority in the Church of Knowledge? Can't I find more information?

  Edwina looked at Renekton in confusion, and her tone unconsciously became solemn:

  "Is the end of the world mentioned in the church's prophecy true?"

  Renekton nodded slightly:

  "When you become a demigod, you will have the authority to access the relevant information. The church's prophecy records the exact time of the end of the world: the end of the world will come in 1368."

  "1368."

  Edwina pondered for a moment.

  Dong! Dong!

  "Captain! Our crew members who stayed on the shore have passed on the news from the sea during this period."

  Orpheus, the "second mate" of the Golden Dream, knocked twice on the open door of the captain's room, raised a few pieces of white paper in his hand, and explained his purpose.

  Edwina quickly gathered her thoughts, turned to look at Orpheus and said,

  "I see, you leave the telegram here and inform the others to prepare for today's morning class."

  "Okay, Captain."

  Orpheus' expression froze when he heard the morning class. He put the telegram in his hand on the desk in front of Edwina and left in a hurry.

  Edwina simply flipped through the telegram in her hand, her brows gradually frowned, and she seemed to be lost in thought.

  After a moment, she handed the telegram in her hand to Renekton and said,

  "This is a telegram sent by the logistics staff of the Golden Dream on Oravi Island."

  "It is rumored that the pirates on the 'Death Announcement' did not die in the conflict with us. They were all swallowed by the ghost ship, so the 'Death Announcement' has recently recruited a large number of crew members to supplement it."

  Renekton narrowed his eyes slightly. As a prophet, he felt that this rumor was very likely to be true.

  Then he asked curiously,

  "Who spread this rumor?"

  Edwina shook her head slightly,

  "There are endless rumors on the sea, most of which are nonsense after drinking. It is difficult to determine the authenticity and trace the source."  Chapter 304: Book of Natural Disasters

  After a while of communication, Edwina stood up and picked up the self-made textbook that she had prepared long ago, and asked Renekton sideways:

  "I am going to give a lecture to the crew of the Golden Dream. Do you want to join me?"

  "No, I haven't finished my breakfast yet."

  Renekton raised the hot drink in his hand and responded, then found a chair to sit down.

  After getting the answer, Edwina pushed the small blackboard behind her and left the captain's room.

  In a moment, all the free pirates on the Golden Dream gathered on the deck in front of the sailboat.

  They sat lazily but neatly, gathered in twos and threes, and everyone leaned back as much as possible to make their figures submerged in the crowd.

  "Shit! Move over, stop pushing back, you're almost pushing me off the deck."

  "It's not me pushing, it's the guy in front."

  "Quick, make room for me!"

  "Daniels, didn't I ask you to save a seat for me?"

  "You shameless guys, I was sitting in the last row just now, but now I'm in the first row."

  "You're sitting too far back, move forward, let's start today's class."

  Edwina was like a teacher walking up to the podium. As she finished her words, the crew members below moved forward a distance with helpless expressions.

  Renekton, who was sitting on the bow of the ship, enjoyed the warm sea breeze in the morning while looking at the pirates who were forced to attend class. It was a bit like the atmosphere of a college class.

  Edwina on the other side had already started writing and drawing on the small blackboard, starting today's general education course.

  Edwina said in a soft but powerful voice:

  "Today we are learning the ancient Feysac language."

  "This language is believed to be the source of the languages ​​of the countries in the northern continent. Whether it is the Loen language, the Intis language, or the current Feysac language, they all originated from changes based on this."

  "Legend has it that the ancient Feysac language originated from the giant language. This is also a language that is used more frequently in various treasures. As treasure hunters, this is knowledge that we must learn and master."

  Edwina has the demeanor of a university teacher. Or, it is too uncomfortable for her to stay on a boat with a group of illiterate people. Renekton in the distance silently gave his evaluation in his heart.

  The next moment, his eyes blurred, and there was an illusory starlight passing by. A somewhat erratic scene appeared in his vision, like an accidental hallucination.

  In the picture, there are four people dressed as adventurers walking quickly in the jungle, led by a lady.

  Her black hair is simply tied up, and she has a pair of very distinctive blue-gray eyes. Her appearance belongs to the kind that is pleasing to the eye.

  She was wearing a men's shirt, a brown thick jacket, and a round-brimmed hat with a concave center. She looked like an adventurer on the sea, but now she was running in the jungle.

  There were three other men around her, all dressed in the same style, and they had obvious signs of being exposed to the sun and rain for a long time.

  The picture suddenly changed, magnifying the details of the woman, showing a corner of a yellow-brown sheepskin ancient book covered by her hands.

  On the surface of the book, a line of words was written in Elvish: "Book of Natural Disasters".

  In an instant, the picture disappeared, as if it had never appeared. Only a cold and emotionless voice echoed in Renekton's mind:

  "The primitive jungle of Simim Island, Rorsted Archipelago."

  Renekton looked at the sea with a puzzled expression, and murmured:

  "'Book of Calamities', that lady is Leticia? How did the Hidden Sage know that I wanted to get the 'Book of Calamities'? He was more active than me."

  "Or is all this in His plan?"

  After pondering for a while, he gathered his thoughts and waited until Edwina finished today's general education course before stepping forward to say goodbye to her:

  "It seems that the learning progress of your crew members is not ideal."

  Edwina glanced back at Renekton when she heard the voice, and said with a slightly helpless tone:

  "They have passed the best age for education, and their previous life experiences have also made them reject this boring learning."

  Renekton nodded in agreement, and then changed the subject:

  "The Rose School's attention has been diverted, but you may need to pay attention to the Storm Church in the future. Because of recent events, they will pay much more attention to the Golden Dream."

  Edwina nodded without surprise:

  "This is expected."

  "I will set sail for Feynaport soon, and we will be able to start trading grain soon."

  "No problem."

  Renekton nodded lightly, without asking the other party why he stayed in the waters of the Rorsted Archipelago during this period.

  He turned and walked forward, his body quickly became transparent, and disappeared on the Golden Dream.

  In a local hotel on Simim Island, Renekton came here according to the hints he got from divination.     There was a purple glow in his eyes, and his sight penetrated through the layers of walls, floors and roofs, and saw the situation in the surrounding rooms.

  Surprisingly, he saw Klein in a room on the third floor of the hotel, and the other party was very keen to notice his gaze.

  Come to play the faceless man? Renekton quickly thought of the reason why Klein appeared here, and then retracted his sight and stopped paying attention.

  He turned and walked towards the northwest corner of the corridor on the second floor, the room closest to the stairs.

  Dong! Dong! Dong!

  "Who?"

  A low and slightly vigilant female voice came from the room.

  "Someone who came to pick up something."

  Renekton answered very honestly.

  The person in the room responded without hesitation:

  "You left the room, I don't have anything to be taken away."

  The female voice in the room was very calm, but Renekton could hear the other party's slight panting and rapid heartbeat.

  The detective is very good at discovering the information hidden in every detail in life. He muttered silently to himself in his heart, and the next moment, his figure instantly became transparent, like a statue formed by countless starlight.

  The statue shattered, and bright starlight surged through the tiny gap in the door and entered the room where Laticia was.

  The bright starlight surged in the room like a torrent, quickly passed Laticia, and ran around the room.

  Laticia's eyes were solemn for a moment, and she quickly reached into the pocket inside her clothes and took out a handful of powdery things and sprinkled them.

  It was a transparent powder. As the action was completed, she opened her mouth and whispered in ancient Hermetic language:

  "Wind!"

  The strong wind came out of nowhere and swept around.

  It did not cause the slightest impact on the starlight in the room.

  She sprinkled a handful of gray-black sunflower powder and whispered in ancient Hermetic language again:

  "Sun!"

  The sunflower powder quickly ignited in the air, and then emitted a fierce but not irritating golden light.

  This light flowed around like water waves, and was soon swallowed up by the bright starlight, leaving no trace.

  After a moment, the bright starlight in the back of the room suddenly shrank.

  Pieces of starlight began to reunite inside, and Renekton's figure appeared, holding a yellow-brown sheepskin ancient book in his hand.

  On the surface of this ancient book, there was a line of words written in Elvish: "Book of Calamity".

  "'Book of Calamity'? Is it your target? How do you know that this book is with me?"

  Leticia quickly suppressed her fear and worry, looked at Renekton with a strange look and asked in confusion.

  Renekton looked at Leticia, who was dressed very capable and had a tired look on her face, and chuckled and said:

  "Then why did you come to get this book?"

  There was a hidden spirituality in his words, which unconsciously affected the other party's thinking and judgment.

  This method does not have a big impact on the extraordinary, but it seems difficult to resist for an ordinary person who has not yet become an extraordinary.

  Leticia hesitated to say it or not, but the idea of ​​lying was completely ignored by her.

  During the time when she was struggling and tangled in her heart, Renekton continued:

  "Although you are a member of the Moss Ascetic Order, you have not become a Beyonder. They should not send you to get this book, and they may not even know the existence of this 'Book of Disasters'."

  "So you acted on your own? Where did you get the news about the 'Book of Disasters'?"

  Under Renekton's words with spiritual interference and mental pressure, Leticia's mind was completely confused. She answered almost without thinking:

  "It's not that I can't become a Beyonder, but that I don't want to."

  "This is a secret information that I accidentally discovered from some ancient books and records. It is the result of my own judgment and reasoning."

  "As long as I can get this 'Book of Disasters' from the Queen of Disasters, I will have the qualifications to go directly to Demigod!"

  "Only by relying on the identity of an ordinary person can I enter the ancient Jinling ruins without triggering a chain reaction and get this 'Book of Disasters' from it."

  "It is too difficult to ascend to demigod status through the Secret Peepers' Path. The blood of mythical creatures is simply impossible to obtain unless the angels walking on the earth are willing."

  Laticia's words were not very relevant before and after. It was more like she said whatever came to her mind.