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Chapter 311: Dreams invaded one after another.

  Edwina walked to the center of the room, turned her back to the window, and asked simply:

  "What happened during this period?"

  Danitz was refreshed and began to talk about what he had seen and heard during this period:

  "This needs to start from Damir Port."

  He described in a long-winded way the tragic experiences that happened along the way from his attempt to recruit German Sparrow to being forced to travel with him, until he arrived at Bayam.

  "Poor old Lynn, the Blood Pirates' Iron' Maiweiti discovered them and ambushed the crew of the Golden Dream there."

  "I fought with Iron for a long time there, but was eventually defeated and had to flee."

  "Then I led him to that madman German Sparrow. By the way, Captain, the glove German Sparrow was wearing should be the creeping hunger of the 'Hurricane Vice Admiral' Qilingos you mentioned. There must be a powerful force behind this crazy adventurer."

  Snap!

  As Danitz was describing the image of German Sparrow, he heard the lock turning and the door opening.

  Danitz subconsciously turned his head to look at the bedroom behind him. German Sparrow walked out of the bedroom with an expressionless face.

  Danitz widened his eyes and pointed at Klein in disbelief.

  "You! How did you come out?"

  Bugs Bunny quickly moved and jumped onto Klein. After confirming that it was Klein's consciousness that appeared in this dream, it said in surprise:

  "Huh? You can also make nightmare spells?"

  Klein stretched his back muscles violently to prevent himself from being knocked down by Bugs Bunny. Feeling the weight on his shoulders, he sighed silently. This rabbit has indeed become a lot heavier. It's time to let it lose weight for its health!

  He maintained the persona of Gehrman Sparrow and responded in a cold voice:

  "Sleeping spell!"

  Then he took a step with Bugs Bunny on his shoulder and approached Danitz, who was on guard against him, and the iceberg vice admiral who was looking at him behind him.

  Under Danitz's vigilant eyes, he stopped and said in a flat tone:

  "Hello, lady~"

  "Hello, Mr. Sparrow."

  Edwina responded in the same flat tone.

  Then the two of them stopped talking, and the room was too quiet for a while.

  Danitz looked left and right. He always felt that he was now like the fat rabbit, and seemed a little redundant.

  He glanced at Bugs Bunny lying on Gehrman Sparrow's shoulder, and immediately reached out to cover his mouth to prevent himself from laughing.

  No, this is my dream. Why should I be afraid of this guy Gehrman Sparrow? Thinking of this, Danitz suddenly felt that he was fine again.

  The next moment, he received a cold look from Klein.

  Danitz reacted subconsciously and hid behind Edwina. Why should I be afraid? This is just a dream, shit! In the captain's mind, my image has become that of a coward!

  "Ahem! Me."

  Danitz coughed twice and stood up from behind Edwina, ready to find a reason to redeem himself in the captain's mind.

  He had just opened his mouth when he saw the rabbit lying on Gehrman Sparrow's shoulder took out a green bean from somewhere and threw it on the floor.

  The next moment, the green bean grew instantly and turned into thick green vines, which kept going up, carrying himself and others through the roof and straight into the clouds.

  When Danitz felt that he was about to wake up from his dream, these growing green vines finally stopped and covered the surrounding area like a rainstorm.

  They intertwined and quickly formed a forest, layer upon layer, with no end in sight.

  "What is this?"

  Isn't this my dream? Danitz stood there in a daze, not daring to move.

  "It's a very strange magic, somewhat like the 'fairy tale magic' used by the 'mysterious queen'."

  Edwina looked around curiously. She was curious about the principle of this strange magic. Unfortunately, this was a dream, and this magic was just a product of imagination, not substance.

  Bugs Bunny jumped off Klein's shoulder somewhat awkwardly, holding his head with his two paws and said,

  "I just wanted to try the power of the 'nightmare spell'. Who knew that this dream could be changed so easily."

  Huh~ Klein breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the pressure on his body suddenly reduced. The weight of this rabbit was completely inconsistent with its body shape.

  A light blue fluorescence appeared in Edwina's eyes, and then quickly disappeared. She said in a calm voice:     "The 'Nightmare Spell' you used is of very high quality, and Danitz's dream was invaded by several of us one after another, so it is relatively fragile."

  Poor Danitz, no, poor dream. Klein sighed in his heart, and then he turned his eyes to Edwina and asked expressionlessly:

  "Can I ask you two questions?"

  "Excuse me."

  Edwina nodded slightly in response.

  Klein maintained his character setting, and said in a flat voice with no ups and downs:

  "Where are the eyes of the six-winged gargoyle, or clues?"

  Edwina glanced at Danitz and said:

  "I'll help you keep an eye out."

  "If you want to attend Bayam's Beyonder gathering, he knows something and can take you there."

  Klein nodded slightly and continued to ask:

  "How much do you know about the 'Key of the God of Death'?"

  Edwina glanced at Danitz, then raised her right hand slightly, and directly manifested the "Key of the God of Death" in Danitz's dream.

  Poor Danitz, no one is more like the master of this dream than him. Klein sighed again, and then carefully looked at the ancient key that Edwina had manifested, which was about the size of an eight or nine-year-old child.

  A layer of bright starlight suddenly filled Danitz's dream, and everyone looked up at the top of their heads almost at the same time.

  "It's night?"

  "No, there is still time in the dream?"

  Danitz muttered to himself in confusion.

  Edwina quickly reacted and said calmly:

  "Someone has intervened in your dream."

  Bullshit! This is my dream, not your free-to-come-and-leave chess and card room!

  Danitz's face froze, and then it became ugly. He felt that his private dream was about to become a public place.

  Pieces of starlight sprinkled down and condensed in the air, and Renekton's figure appeared.

  He looked around at everyone, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a very happy tone:

  "Everyone is here!"

  As he said that, he walked to Danitz's side, patted his shoulder in his puzzled eyes and said:

  "Perhaps you are more suitable for the Night Path. I think you have a talent for being a nightmare."

  "Your ordinary dream can withstand the arrival of so many people at the same time, including their modification of the dream."

  Danitz's face froze. He felt as if he was being ridiculed. Shit! You should be the provocateur!

  You are also a good seedling for the Hunter Path. Klein and Danitz had surprisingly consistent ideas.

  "Hunters and sleepless ones do not belong to adjacent paths, and you need to be at least Sequence 4 to exchange paths."

  Edwina was like a study committee member in the class, correcting her classmates' mistakes in a serious tone.

  Madam, he should just be joking. Klein refreshed his understanding of Edwina while talking to himself. She didn't look like an adventurer who was also a pirate. She was simply a teacher with a cold expression, but a kind attitude, and a strict attitude.

  Renekton chuckled and shook his head, and supplemented Edwina and Klein with some knowledge about adjacent pathways:

  "In addition to the known pathways that can be interchanged, there are also some hidden adjacent pathways, or adjacent pathways that have not yet been discovered and confirmed."

  "Hunters and Sleepless Ones are among them, but there are some restrictions."

  "Hidden adjacent pathways?" Edwina pondered.

  "What restrictions?" Klein asked directly.

  "When the Hunter and Witch pathways are interchanged with the Sleepless Ones, Corpse Collectors, and Warriors, when you are promoted to a certain level, you must eliminate the original characteristics in your body, otherwise you cannot be promoted."

  "A certain level? Not a certain sequence?"

  Edwina grasped the key point in Renekton's words very keenly. Renekton

  nodded slightly, and said leisurely without further explanation:

  "I can answer this question when you become a demigod."

  Klein was making guesses in his mind above the sequence, because Danitz and Edwina were present, he did not ask this question directly.

  Danitz was standing aside at this time, with a dull look on his face. What were they discussing? We are all extraordinary people, is there anything I shouldn't know? Why can't I understand a word?

  Hesitantly, he lowered his gaze to look at Bugs Bunny standing beside him.

  What caught his eye was the fat rabbit's disdainful expression, which said, "I already knew all this." Danitz felt his chest stagnate. Why does even a rabbit know so much advanced mystical knowledge! Chapter 312 4200 Pounds

  After a moment of immersion in the scene, Danitz couldn't stand the feeling of being excluded from his own dream. He opened his mouth and shifted the topic to himself:

  "Captain, I have been away from the Golden Dream for too long and missed too many classes. I can't wait to return to the ship."

  "There's no rush. The Golden Dream is not convenient to approach the Rorsted Islands now. You need to stay here to inquire about some information and replenish a batch of supplies for the ship."

  Edwina calmly rejected Danitz's proposal.

  "But Captain. This, I..."

  Danitz's face froze, his voice full of helplessness, even a little pitiful.

  Renekton's eyes swept over Klein calmly, and he looked at him. The two of them had a silent conversation through their eyes:

  "What did you do to him? The fourth boatswain of the Golden Dream simply regarded you as a scourge."

  "I don't know, it has nothing to do with me."

  Danitz wanted to say something to try to change his captain's mind. Before he could open his mouth, he saw his captain suddenly raise his right hand, press his ear, and slightly tilt his head, as if trying to listen to something.

  After a moment, Edwina said expressionlessly:

  "I can't hear any sound."

  "The 'Roselle Dreaming Technique' I used has reached its limit."

  As soon as the voice fell, Edwina's figure began to fade gradually.

  Renekton then raised his hand and sprinkled a little bit of bright starlight.

  These starlights fell on Edwina's body and quickly stabilized her current state.

  Edwina's figure quickly became solid. She looked at herself in disbelief, and then closed her eyes to sense her current state.

  After a moment, she opened her eyes again, her tone carrying a hint of inquiry:

  "It's a magical spell, it seems to directly strengthen the connection between me and Danitz's dream, and in a short period of time, it gave me some special features in my nightmare."

  "How did you do that?"

  Edwina's performance at this time was like a good student who listened carefully in class and asked questions.

  Renekton nodded slightly, affirming Edwina's judgment just now, and then smiled and said:

  "I have mastered the corresponding knowledge, I can simulate it, and then add some, um, 'patches' to the 'Rosel Dreaming Technique' you use!"

  Patches? Are you a programmer? Klein looked at Renekton unexpectedly, and he felt that he had guessed his friend's previous profession.

  "Patch? It's a strange way of saying it. This is the first time I've heard this word. Does it mean to patch up imperfections or errors?"

  Edwina acted like a curious and inquisitive scholar.

  "That's right."

  Renekton nodded slightly, without discussing this topic too much. He entered this dream to discuss something with Edwina.

  After a moment's hesitation, he weighed his words and said,

  "Are you interested in opening a new route between the northern and southern continents?"

  "Not now, it will take some time."

  "Open a new route?"

  Edwina frowned slightly and explained with a pause,

  "This is not a simple project. The route that Emperor Roselle opened up also consumed a lot of manpower and time. The current Golden Dream does not have this condition."

  Danitz, who had been in a state of confusion at the side, finally heard the topic he could hear, and immediately interrupted the topic, saying,

  "We are treasure hunters, not transport or smuggling cargo ships. What do we need a new route for?"

  Renekton glanced at Danitz, who was eager to increase his presence, and raised his right hand slightly. In the starlight, Danitz's dream was modified again, replaced with a map of the Raging Sea.

  Shit! Can you respect me, the master of the dream! Danitz's face was dark and distorted.

  Renekton drew a line of starlight, connecting the north and south continents on the map, representing the route that Roselle had opened up.

  He turned to look at Edwina and said,

  "If there is a Sequence 3 Saint who has mastered the ability of the Storm Domain and knows the ocean very well, do you think it is feasible to open up a new route?"

  "He is a new route."

  Klein maintained the persona of Gehrman Sparrow and said in a cold voice.

  A Saint in the Storm Domain can basically travel unimpeded in the turbulent sea. However, even the Church of the Storm cannot be so extravagant as to let a Saint travel back and forth between the two continents for a long time just to escort a few cargo ships.

  Edwina thought the same as Klein. She pondered and said:     "There is a saint in the storm realm. As long as you sail around him, it will definitely be a safe route."

  "But, a Sequence 3 saint."

  Edwina's words were silent. She thought of the previous time when Renekton asked her about the underwater city and the faith of the Naga. Renekton

  nodded slightly and gave an affirmative answer:

  "I can find it and convince it."

  "Even if it is asked to go back and forth in the Raging Sea every day, it will not feel bored."

  "It?" Klein asked while maintaining the posture of German Sparrow.

  Edwina fell into a brief contemplation. After a moment, she slowly nodded and said:

  "If this is the case, it is indeed possible to find a new route."

  "But the crew on the Golden Dream are more inclined to treasure hunters. In the short term, it is okay to explore treasures in the Raging Sea and transport goods by the way, but it cannot last long." "

  If this is a long-term demand, you need to form a fleet."

  Klein, a lady who respects her profession, silently gave an evaluation in her heart.

  "The boss is very rich. He can pay you and your crew."

  Bugs Bunny on the side argued for his boss.

  Pay? Suddenly I feel so poor. Danitz and Klein calculated the cost of hiring an entire pirate group for a long time, and once again lamented their own poverty.

  Edwina fell into deep thought for a short time. Although this is a long-term and stable way to make money, the crew on the Golden Dream are always a group of treasure hunters who are part-time pirates, not merchants in smuggling trade.

  Seeing Edwina fall into deep thought, Renekton chuckled and said,

  "Don't worry, this is not a long-term deal. It's just to avoid exposing the frequent exchanges with the southern continent for the time being, so we need to avoid that fixed route."

  "You will get the corresponding gold pounds and some clues to the treasure hidden in the violent sea as a reward."

  "If that's the case, then I have no problem."

  Edwina nodded gently and agreed to Renekton's request.

  Then, she turned to look at Danitz and said,

  "The Golden Dream is about to set off for Feynaport. You need to prepare a batch of supplies in the next two days and transport them to Oravi Island in secret."

  "Okay, Captain, leave it to me!"

  Danitz patted his chest and made a promise.

  "I can help you transport the supplies to the Golden Dream. The Church of Storms should be very active recently. Collecting a large amount of supplies will easily attract their attention."

  Renekton reminded him at the right time.

  The Storm Lord's divine punishment must have attracted the attention of the Church of Storms. I just don't know if there will be an oracle to arrest the Moss Ascetic Order. After all, Laticia, who stole the "Book of Natural Disasters" and caused this incident, is a member of the Moss Ascetic Order.

  Klein instantly thought of the eyes of the "Sea King" of the Church of Storms sweeping across the entire sea area. His eyes stayed on Renekton's face for a moment. He always felt that this matter was related to him. This guy can really cause trouble!

  "Okay." Edwina nodded gently.

  "No, sorry to bother you."

  Danitz originally wanted to say that it was not necessary to go through so much trouble. He was very skilled at avoiding the attention of the Church of Storms. Before he could say anything, he heard his captain nod in agreement. He had no choice but to change his words stiffly.

  Renekton nodded slightly and took two steps back, saying casually:

  "Then I wish you all a pleasant night!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, his figure turned into starlight, drifting away like debris, and disappeared in Danitz's dream.

  A pleasant night? My dream is not the Red Theater, what a pleasant night! Danitz complained in his heart, and then turned to look at Edwina.

  Without the blessing of Renekton's magic ability, Edwina's figure quickly faded, turned into fragments of light, and disappeared in the dream.

  "Captain." Danitz had just shouted a word when Edwina's figure completely disappeared.

  Seeing Danitz's face visibly disappointed and completely collapsed, Klein slightly raised the corners of his lips and chuckled:

  "Good evening, Mr. 4200 pounds~"

  Danitz's expression instantly stiffened, and gradually became terrified. It was not until he saw the figure of Gehrman Sparrow completely disappear in his dream that he gradually came to his senses.

  "Shit! This guy is not rich enough, or can't stand the temptation of 4200 pounds, and wants to cash me out!"

  "4200 pounds~ How big a manor can you buy with this!"

  Danitz turned around in astonishment, and saw Bugs Bunny staring at him with little stars in his eyes, like a homeless man seeing a walking money bag.

  What does this fat rabbit mean! Does it also want to use me to exchange for a bounty? Danitz's expression stiffened again, and then he spoke in a serious voice:

  "Give up, they won't give the bounty to a rabbit, they will only turn you into delicious rabbit meat!" Chapter 313 Visitors from the Southern Continent

  At night, in the Red Maple Leaf Bar in the Bayam dock area.

  Renekton sat on a high stool on the side of the bar, holding a glass of golden rum in his left hand, with a small amount of bubbles floating on the surface of the wine.

  The quality was poor, but the taste of the wine was not bad. Renekton silently evaluated it in his heart.

  He took a sip of the wine in the glass and listened lazily to the topics discussed by the sailors, pirates, or adventurers around him.

  "The Storm Church suddenly searched for members of the Moss Ascetic Order. It is said that some of them stole important items from the church!"

  "That bunch of bitches."

  "This is the 'City of Generosity' Bayam where the 'Sea King' is in charge. Even the pirate generals don't have this strength."

  "Hehe, the Storm Church just wants to find an excuse to check the entire Rorsted Archipelago."

  "It is rumored that the star admiral is a member of the Moss Ascetic Order."

  The waiter at the bar wiped a tea-colored glass wine glass, approached the corner where Renekton was, and sighed along with the topic discussed by the people around him.

  The waiter had an upright posture, handsome features, and a faint smile on his lips. Compared to a waiter at a tavern bar, Renekton felt that he would earn more by going to some places with special services. Perhaps within a month, he could live in a garden villa.

  Renekton looked at the waiter with his head tilted, and his expression did not change at all. He was very skilled in chatting with me. He not only took care of my experience in the tavern, but also wanted to get some information from me.

  Did he judge that I was not a pirate or adventurer? This tavern should have an official background of the Church of Storms.

  The instincts retained during the Guardian period made him subconsciously analyze the people and things around him as long as he was awake, and make corresponding judgments.

  The thought quickly passed through his mind, and Renekton chuckled:

  "Rumors on the sea are always endless, but who can tell the truth from the false?"

  The waiter in the tavern changed the cup that had been wiped and continued to wipe it.

  Renekton let the other party perform, not caring at all that this cup looked cleaner than the one he had just wiped.

  The waiter maintained a polite smile on his face and said,

  "Sir, you should have just arrived in Bayam from the Northern Continent, right?"

  "Although most of the rumors on the sea are exaggerated, there are still some real and effective information in them."

  "Although those sailors like to brag when drinking, they have to be reasonable, otherwise they will only be laughed at by the people around them."

  While speaking, the waiter also raised his chin slightly, indicating that Renekton turned his head to look at the group of guests behind him.

  In that direction was a group of sailors who were making a fuss. The one surrounded in the middle was embarrassed because his boasting was exposed on the spot.

  He looked around the tavern casually. There were no less than a dozen spies who came out to inquire about the news. Among them, two should have official backgrounds. They were probably sailors or angry people. They were more like the hidden security personnel of this tavern.

  Renekton looked strange for a moment, but soon recovered. Did I just find a tavern and break into the territory of the Church of Storms?

  Renekton seriously thought about whether he should change the meeting place.

  While thinking, he glanced at the entrance of the tavern, where two people walked in. Their bronze skin showed obvious southern continent ancestry.

  One of them had extremely rare black hair and black eyes, a slightly cold face, wearing a black windbreaker, and a slightly thin figure. He was estimated to be less than 30 years old.

  He wore a black ring inlaid with an emerald on the thumb of his right hand.

  Renekton's eyes lingered on the ring for a while. Items in the path of the god of death may not have special features, but the level should be not low.

  Renekton's eyes then fell on another young man walking beside him:

  he was wearing a black robe with strange symbols and patterns painted on it, a black silk pointed hat on his head, his eyes were deep and bright, and there was a model of an astrolabe hanging around his waist. He was dressed a bit like a wizard in some folklore legends.

  Renekton took the other person's appearance deeply into his eyes, and then withdrew his gaze with a little doubt. Why do I feel that he has an inexplicable sense of familiarity? I don't know him?

  Gulp~

  Renekton took a big gulp of wine to cover up his puzzled expression.

  "Two glasses of golden lemon!"

  The two men from the southern continent who had just entered the tavern came to the bar and seemed to know very well and ordered two glasses of the tavern's specialty drink, "Golden Lemon".

  It is said that it is a drink with special spices added, with a long-lasting fruity aroma. Renekton has smelled this kind of wine before, and he can only say that he can't appreciate it.

  While Renekton was drinking the rum in his hand, someone sat down next to him.

  "My name is Phoenix Eggers."

  The man with a black ring inlaid with emeralds on his right thumb lowered his voice and spoke in a low voice.

  Renekton turned his head and looked over. Upon closer inspection, he found that the other party did have some similarities with Mr. Prak.

  He nodded slightly, without mentioning the topic of the southern continent, and said in a flat voice:     "Al Tynes."

  "Mr. Prak is yours."

  "Father." The

  person who answered Renekton's question was not the man who called himself Phoenix, but the young man dressed as a wizard who was with him.

  Renekton looked over with curiosity. The man dressed as a wizard looked back and said in a gentle tone:

  "My name is Ethan, a scholar from the Southern Continent!"

  The word "scholar" and the Southern Continent are basically irrelevant. Renekton commented silently in his heart.

  "You two, your 'Golden Lemon' is ready!"

  The waiter with an upright posture and handsome features brought two glasses of freshly prepared drinks and placed them in front of Ethan and Phoenix.

  A scent of wine mixed with the smell of exotic herbs immediately filled Renekton's nose, and he rubbed his nose a little uncomfortably.

  "It's really not a good time to go to Bayam now. The Church of Storms is like a child whose toy has been taken away, baring its teeth and claws everywhere."

  Ethan seemed to be the more talkative of the two. He just took a sip of the light brown wine in his glass and quickly blended into the atmosphere of the tavern and began to complain.

  Renekton glanced at him casually and saw that the waiter who had just served the wine had no change in expression. It was obvious that he was used to hearing such words.

  As his thoughts turned, he half turned his body, leaned against the bar, looked at Ethan, and chuckled:

  "Hehe, this is normal. If you pay a little attention to the news on the sea, you will find that the sea has been very uneasy recently. The Church of Storms has been provoked to its doorstep."

  "Are you talking about the sunshine that illuminated the whole city of Bayam that night?"

  "I heard that many people related to the Church of the Eternal Sun fled Bayam overnight, and they didn't even have time to put on their pants."

  "It's a pity that I hadn't come to Bayam at that time and missed such a wonderful scene!"

  Ethan chatted quickly in a gossipy tone.

  Which is more exciting, running for life without pants on, or the sunshine that illuminates the whole city? . Renekton doubted the young man named Ethan's definition of an exciting scene.

  The handsome waiter at the bar approached again after no one took an order. His expression became solemn, and his words were admonishing:

  "Sir, it's a blessing that you didn't come to Bayam at that time."

  "The sunshine, storm and lightning that night were not only spectacular, they were even more terrifying, enough to become a nightmare that most people can't get rid of in their lifetime!"

  "I even suspected that I might step into the Storm Abyss in the next moment!"

  "Storm Abyss? No, I will only return to the underworld."

  Ethan said as if he was talking about an ordinary topic.

  As soon as he finished speaking, he casually pulled out two silver soles from his pocket and threw them to the waiter, asking with curiosity in his tone:

  "Can you tell me what happened that night? I'm really curious."

  Reaching out to catch the two silver soles, the waiter's smile became brighter. He immediately came closer, lowered his voice, and recounted what he saw and heard that night in a heavy tone:

  "I happened to be on vacation that day. I had already made an appointment with a client and was going to go out to earn some extra income."

  "At that time, I only saw the sky, which had already darkened, suddenly bright, and then there was a faint sound of a violent explosion in my ears. The light that illuminated the entire Bayam lasted for about three or four seconds."

  "Later, a hurricane blew up without warning, and there were continuous sounds of lightning, but at that time I had already hidden indoors and could not see the situation outside."

  After the waiter narrated what he saw and heard that night in a vivid and moving voice, he also lamented that he had lost an opportunity to earn extra money.

  "Is that all?"

  Ethan stared at the waiter behind the bar with a look of disappointment, as if he regretted giving such a large tip.

  "How can you say that's all? This is the most complete account I've collected!"

  As if realizing that he had said something wrong, the waiter behind the bar chuckled twice, then turned around to tidy up the wine cabinet behind him.

  Phoenix, who had been drinking with his head down and had not spoken a word except for introducing himself, whispered to the waiter after he left:

  "You don't have to waste money to keep him away from here, we can just go to another place."

  "Although Mr. Prak's financial situation is not very good, it has not reached this point. He is still a wealthy man with considerable assets."

  Ethan said in a tone more like a friend's defense.  Chapter 314 (My hand is injured, so I will update one chapter first┭┮﹏┭┮_)

  Phoenix glanced at Ethan expressionlessly, and said in a flat voice:

  "I just think that you will expose our identities. The waiter just now had traces of long-term contact with extraordinary things. He, or this tavern, is most likely a place where the Church of the Storm collects information."

  Ethan leaned forward and leaned against the bar, and replied calmly:

  "Our identities are already questionable, no matter what we do, we might as well be casual and free."

  "We are not ferocious beasts. Things have been happening on the sea one after another recently, and the Church of the Storm does not have that much energy to investigate us."

  Phoenix rubbed the black ring inlaid with emerald on his thumb with the index finger of his right hand, and said no more.

  Ethan glanced around briefly, and finally his eyes fell on Renekton. He said casually:

  "Regarding the investment in the southern continent, how are you preparing?"

  "Are you sure you want to talk about it here?"

  Renekton glanced at Ethan and asked calmly.

  "Is it not possible here? It's not a shameful deal."

  Although Ethan's voice was lowered, it certainly could not be hidden from the Beyonders in this tavern.

  He mentioned these things here on purpose. For normal business dealings, even if it was smuggling, the Storm Church would at most pay attention to it and would not care too much. He was very experienced and an old hand in handling these things. No wonder Mr. Prak asked the two of them to come. The more introverted Phoenix was more to protect Ethan.

  As his thoughts floated, Renekton quickly made an analysis in his mind.

  Then he lowered his voice slightly and said:

  "I have sent a fleet to Feynaport, and the goods will be delivered to the southern continent soon."

  "Talking business in a tavern is not my way of entertaining guests. Let's go, I will treat you to the specialties of the Rorsted Islands."

  After saying this, he drank the remaining wine in the cup in one gulp, then stood up and walked out of the tavern.

  Phoenix, who had been quiet and rarely spoke, also drank the remaining "Golden Lemon" in the cup, stood up and followed Renekton's pace.

  Ethan looked at the wine in his glass that had hardly been touched with a helpless expression, half-raised the glass, then put it down, and turned around and left his seat.

  After Ethan left, the waiter behind the bar went over to pick up the two empty cups and Ethan's glass of wine that had hardly been touched.

  He looked at a middle-aged man dressed as a sailor in the corner of the tavern, and then quickly looked away.

  On the street outside the Red Maple Leaf Bar, after Ethan caught up, Renekton stopped a carriage and went to Old John's Restaurant.

  This is the famous local restaurant that Renekton had heard some tourists discussing in the bar before.

  After getting on the carriage, Phoenix half-closed his eyes and leaned against the carriage. After a moment, he said in a cold voice:

  "Someone followed us, someone from that bar."

  Ethan chuckled and said that he didn't care about the guys following him and others:

  "Don't worry, we're just going to eat."

  "If we really care about them, it will make us look problematic. We just need to block them when necessary."

  Phoenix nodded slightly, and then took a nap against the carriage.

  Ethan turned his head to look at Renekton, and his voice was much lower, as if he didn't want to disturb Phoenix who was taking a nap:

  "He seems to be introverted, you don't have to care too much."

  Renekton nodded slightly, restraining his urge to use the Secret Eye to observe the other party. He felt that Phoenix's condition didn't seem to be very good. The so-called introverted personality was only one of the reasons.

  Soon, the three of them took a carriage to Old John's Restaurant.

  It was the peak dining time, and the food was served very quickly. After ordering the grilled fish and drinks, in less than a quarter of an hour, the waiter brought two grilled fish and a local specialty, Teyana juice.

  "This is a local restaurant famous for its spice-grilled combfish. It is quite popular among tourists from all over the world in Bayam. You can try it."

  While speaking, Renekton leaned back on the back of his chair, waved his right hand, and scattered pieces of starlight. These starlights quickly gathered into a barrier that separated the inside and the outside, and faded and disappeared.

  Ethan stared at the starlight that Renekton had scattered, his eyes moved slightly, and his tone of voice changed slightly:

  "Astrologer? Or astronomer?"

  Renekton tilted his head slightly, purple light flowing in his eyes, and his eyes swept over Phoenix and Ethan.

  He saw the hidden problem in Phoenix. On his exposed skin, dark green and black scales appeared faintly. This seemed to be the influence of the residual potion. He should be a gatekeeper. Is there something wrong with the characteristics used when he was promoted?

  Behind Ethan, there was a pair of eyes that Renekton was very familiar with, eyes without eyelashes, cold and indifferent, with countless bright stars.

  Renekton looked into those eyes and saw some unexpected information. Favored one? Favored one of the Hidden Sage, or Favored one of the Wilderness of Knowledge? Is it His backup plan?

  Renekton paused for a moment, then withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, looked at Phoenix and said,

  "Is there a problem with the characteristic you used when you were promoted?"     Phoenix shook his head slightly, his voice was relatively low:

  "I have never been promoted."

  Never been promoted? That is. There is a problem with the characteristics that Mr. Prak separated from him. It is really using giving birth to solve the problem of losing control!

  Renekton's thoughts floated, and his tone slowed down a little:

  "You have completely mastered the characteristics of your body. The remaining problems can be solved after you are promoted to the undead."

  Phoenix didn't care about this question very much, and asked casually:

  "Aren't you from the Church of Knowledge? Why are you an astrologer?"

  Renekton was slightly stunned. This was the first time he was asked this question. After a little hesitation, he said casually:

  "This path is closer to knowledge."

  "Closer to knowledge? Then Mr. Tynes, what do you think of knowledge?"

  Ethan asked after Renekton's words.

  How did the topic get farther and farther. Muttering in his heart, Renekton smiled and said:

  "In my personal understanding, knowledge is the result of all intelligent creatures understanding the world in practice."

  Ethan's eyes lit up, and he seemed very satisfied with this answer. The corners of his mouth slowly raised a curve.

  "Ahem~"

  Phoenix coughed lightly.

  Ethan restrained his expression this time and brought the topic back on track:

  "Mr. Tynes, what is the attitude of the Church of Knowledge towards the Southern Continent?"

  Huh~ Renekton breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, Ethan seemed to be so excited that he wanted to spend the whole night with him.

  What a good candidate for the Church of Knowledge. After sighing in his heart, Renekton adjusted his expression slightly and said in a calm tone:

  "The Church of Knowledge has only one purpose, which is to spread knowledge and wisdom. As for faith, we believe that it should be free and come from the heart."

  The Church of Knowledge only wants smart people, and those who fail the exam will be eliminated, such as the strongest hunter.

  Ethan's expression showed no emotion as he continued to ask,

  "In other words, as long as knowledge can be spread smoothly, the Church of Knowledge will not interfere too much in the disputes in the southern continent?"

  "You can understand it that way."

  Renekton nodded slightly, and before Ethan continued to ask questions, he asked first,

  "What is the recent situation in the southern continent?"

  Ethan's expression became solemn for a moment, and then he sighed and said,

  "Warlord separatism and colonization by various parties."

  "The seven major churches have been spreading their faith in the southern continent. There are also large and small local religious groups and organizations. The most influential spiritual group is almost just a name, and it is completely divided internally."

  "It's even more chaotic than the strange potions brewed by those village witch doctors."

  Phoenix nodded slightly, and then added,

  "Recently, a new secret organization has been active frequently in West Balam. Their target is the grassroots people, and they have already had a certain influence on the situation in the southern continent."

  "Most of their members are secret praying people. I suspect they are related to the Aurora Society."

  Ethan looked at Felix with a little shock. In his impression, Phoenix has always been introverted, not fond of going out to socialize, and not caring about the appearance of things around him. When did he start to pay attention to these things?

  Renekton noticed Ethan's movements and micro-expressions, but he didn't know much about these two people, and didn't care. His attention was on the suspected Aurora Society mentioned by Phoenix.

  He showed a somewhat curious expression and asked:

  "What does this new secret force mainly do?"

  Phoenix tasted a mouthful of Teyana juice, then leaned back in his chair, recalling:

  "At present, it seems to be helping the grassroots people to master some life skills, helping them find jobs, and safeguarding their rights."

  "In West Balam, they have secretly gained the support of many people."

  Renekton nodded slightly, no longer paying attention to this question and said:

  "When I was in Backlund, I heard Mr. Prak say that he hopes to develop the southern continent and get rid of the current situation of being divided and colonized by various parties."

  "Based on this goal, are you interested in accepting some help from me personally?"

  "Personally?"  Chapter 315 Changing Weather

  Bayam, dock area.

  Even at night, there are ships docking or departing from the port from time to time. Although the frequency is far less than during the day, it still makes this place seem very lively.

  Renekton just proposed his idea of ​​establishing in-depth cooperation with them. Ethan said very cautiously that this matter is more important and he needs to contact Mr. Prak in two days before making a decision.

  Renekton didn't care much about this. With the current situation of the southern continent, Mr. Prak would not refuse a cooperation proposed by himself.

  Coming out of Old John's Restaurant, the three of them walked among the constantly coming and going crowd. Ethan said with some emotion:

  "A prosperous city"

  "Although I hate many countries in the Northern Continent, I have to admit that the Northern Continent is much better developed than the Southern Continent. Obviously, we have more fertile land."

  Renekton shook his head slightly, half stating, half sighing:

  "There are seven righteous gods in the Northern Continent, while there are only groups of cultists in the Southern Continent."

  "Your tone doesn't sound like a devout believer at all."

  Ethan's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a slightly teasing tone.

  Woo~

  The sound of the sobbing wind gradually sounded, tending to gather bigger and bigger, and there were already layers of dark clouds in the sky.

  Phoenix, who had been walking silently beside him, suddenly whispered:

  "This weather is not caused by natural changes."

  The inspiration is very sharp, unlike the ordinary Sequence Five. Is it because of the ring on his hand? . While thinking, Renekton's eyes moved down and glanced at the ring inlaid with emerald gems on Phoenix's right thumb.

  The brief observation did not allow Renekton to find any additional clues. He withdrew his gaze without leaving a trace and spoke casually:

  "The locals here believe in a 'sea god', but it has had some problems recently and is on the verge of collapse. If you stay in Bayam for a few more days, you may be able to see the fall of a 'sea god'."

  "It?"

  "Kavetuwa?"

  Phoenix seemed to know a lot about things at sea, and quickly locked the "it" mentioned by Renekton on the "sea god" Kavetuwa.

  Boom!

  A silver-white light illuminated the sky, followed by rolling thunder.

  In the sky, the originally low and heavy clouds quickly split apart, revealing the faint crimson moonlight behind.

  "The 'sea king' of the Church of Storms has taken action."

  Phoenix withdrew his gaze from the sky and said in a flat voice.

  Renekton raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with a curious tone:

  "Mr. Phoenix, you seem to know a lot about things at sea."

  "I know a friend who often goes to sea."

  Phoenix nodded slightly, and spoke in a calmer tone.

  Ethan, who was walking beside him, asked with a puzzled look on his face:

  "Friends at sea? How come I don't know?"

  "You are just a wizard."

  Phoenix answered calmly.

  There are many ways to hide from you. Renekton filled in the words that Phoenix did not say in his heart.

  Immediately, he took two quick steps forward, then turned around and said to Phoenix and Ethan:

  "You two, you have considered my previous suggestion and can come to me at any time. I think you should be able to locate me."

  "It's late at night, I wish you two a good dream."

  "By the way, the weather should not be too good recently, try to go out as little as possible."

  As soon as the voice fell, Renekton's figure quickly faded and disappeared from the eyes of Ethan and the others.

  Phoenix and Ethan, who were standing still, looked at each other. After a moment, Phoenix suddenly said,

  "He is not an astrologer, but a mystic."

  "Mystic? Sequence 4 of this path?"

  "He was not attracted here, was he?"

  Ethan's expression quickly became solemn, and he was still a little worried.

  Phoenix shook his head slightly,

  "No, he has made a certain seal, it is just an ordinary item, and it will not attract a demigod because of aggregation."

  "Besides, this is Bayam, with the 'Sea King' sitting here, as long as we make a big noise, we can attract his attention."

  Ethan nodded slightly, and then asked curiously,

  "How much do you know about the 'Sea King'?"

  "I don't know much, but I heard a friend mention it by chance. On the sea, even the 'King of the Five Seas' and the 'Queen of Mystery' are not his opponents." As

  soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his left hand and put it on Ethan's shoulder. The figures of the two quickly faded and disappeared in a shadow. In

  the dock area, in an unlisted hotel.

  Laticia and her three companions sat at a long table. The atmosphere in the room was somewhat dull and depressing.

  After a while, a man who looked younger and still had a youthful look on his face spoke in a hoarse voice:     "If we announce that the Book of Calamity has been stolen, will it be of some use?"

  A slightly older man said in a mocking voice:

  "Before you said this, you were already caught by adventurers or pirates who wanted to reward you for this, and thrown into the Church of the Waves."

  "Uh, just pretend I didn't say that."

  The young man who had just spoken pouted his lips, then lowered his head and said nothing.

  The room fell silent again. After a moment, Laticia, the leader, spoke calmly:

  "The Church of Storms is tracking us too hard. Escape from here will expose our whereabouts."

  "The strong man who took the Book of Calamity may be able to use the Beyonder's means to send us away from Bayam, if he is a member of the Moss Ascetic Order."

  "If he is really a member of the Moss Ascetic Order, why didn't he reveal his identity, but directly took the Book of Calamity?"

  The man dressed as an adventurer who had not spoken said with suppressed anger.

  No one responded to his words, and the room fell silent for a while.

  After a long silence, Laticia said in a slightly tired voice:

  "Go and rest first, and be prepared. Once the people of the Storm Church find this place, we will be in danger."

  After saying that, she stood up and returned to her room. After closing the door, she leaned against the wooden door behind her with some disappointment:

  "The Storm Church's reaction is too big. Did they find that the "Book of Natural Disasters" is special?"

  "With this large-scale screening, our tracks will be exposed at the latest tomorrow."

  She leaned against the door with some disappointment, feeling that the Mandated Punishers would rush in from outside at any time.

  In a trance, she suddenly saw starlight in front of her eyes.

  "Huh?" She subconsciously raised her head and looked around the room, but found nothing. Her voice suddenly became lost:

  "Am I seeing it wrong?"

  A pale yellow, crudely cut paper figure fell from the spirit world. There were many strange magic symbols and symbolic signs drawn on it. On the head of the paper figure, there was a striking peeping eye symbol.

  Renekton's voice came from the paper man:

  "The 'Book of Disasters' you took away is an important item to maintain the status of the 'Sea God' that the local residents believe in."

  "Now, the 'Sea God' is about to collapse, and before it collapses, it will make a final counterattack."

  Latishia's face suddenly turned pale. Even if there was no Storm Church, they would probably die in the disaster caused by the counterattack of the 'Sea God' before his death.

  The 'Book of Disasters' actually caused the collapse of the 'Sea God'. The Storm Church would definitely investigate it to the end, and the Moss Ascetic Order, I lost the 'Book of Disasters'. Thinking of this, she looked up at the pale yellow paper man floating in the air, and her voice was tinged with sadness:

  "Are you here to deal with me?"

  "Deal with?"

  "You can't expose any problems at all."

  Renekton's calm voice came from the small paper man floating in the air.

  As he spoke, the convex window of the room successively penetrated with shining lightning, and the roar of lightning and the whimpering of the wind sounded outside.

  The little paper man floating in the air half turned around, put his hand on his chin, and said with a serious look:

  "That 'Sea God' can't do anything at all. His dying counterattack was also suppressed by the 'Sea King' of the Storm Church."

  Then, it turned around again, suddenly floated down, close to Laticia's face, and the latter was startled. She tilted her head back and hit the door heavily, and there was a bang.

  "Laticia, what happened?"

  Outside Laticia's room, a companion's voice soon came.

  "It's okay, I accidentally bumped into the door."

  Laticia suppressed the emotions in her heart and responded with a slight tilt of her head.

  She saw from the corner of her eye that the little paper man close to her face retreated a distance.

  Renekton's voice was clearly transmitted to Leticia's ears through the little paper man:

  "It will take a few days to give you your Reader Potion. There are not many wild Beyonders in Bayam who dare to gather now, so it is temporarily impossible to buy the potion materials."

  "I, I can buy the materials myself."

  "As long as you can send us away from Bayam, no, Rorsted Archipelago."

  Leticia said without much confidence.

  Renekton controlled the little paper man and nodded slightly:

  "Okay, where do you want to go?"

  "Moss Ascetic Order? Without the "Book of Calamity", can you still go back?"

  Leticia's face became even gloomier. She bit her lip lightly, thinking about where she could go.

  After a slight pause, Renekton's calm voice came from the little paper man:

  "Why not listen to my advice."

  "How about going to the South Continent."