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 Chapter 321 Scepter of Poseidon

  The old priest who devoured Kalvetua's flesh and blood had a bright blue light in his eyes, and his originally swollen belly became much higher, as if the things inside were about to burst out at any time!

  Woo!

  A shrill whimpering sound came from his body, like the howling of a strong wind, instantly covering the entire ruins.

  The sound was like a nightingale singing, very beautiful and pleasant, gentle and quiet, as if penetrating the flesh and blood, and acting strangely on the soul.

  Renekton's mind was drowsy for a moment, and the next moment, a layer of gold was dyed around him, dispelling all negative effects.

  The body of the already crazy priest suddenly swelled, and slippery and sticky tentacles stretched out from under his priest robes.

  Renekton simply ignored him, leaned back, and opened his arms, as if embracing the sun.

  A magnificent, pure, blazing beam of light descended from the sky, covering the entire hall. The seawater swaying in the hall instantly boiled, stained with a light golden color, and the majestic sun's breath instantly filled the entire hall.

  Woo~ah!

  For a moment, all the believers of the sea god in the entire hall screamed miserably.

  Their bodies were entangled in pale golden chains, unable to evade, and could only allow the boiling seawater to erode and melt their bodies.

  The old sea god priest had turned into a pile of tentacles wearing a priest's robe. Under the blazing light, the tentacles on its body continued to shrivel, and layers of skin cracked and fell off, revealing the scarlet flesh underneath.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Klein simulated the sound of gunfire and created air bombs one after another, rippling the pale golden seawater, constantly impacting the tentacles that tried to rush over, blocking them all.

  In a moment, in the entire hall, except for the sea god priest who turned into a pile of tentacles, the other monsters that had devoured Kalvetua's flesh and blood gradually evaporated under the blazing light and merged with the sea water.

  Zizizizi~

  The tentacles that had shed their surface skin emitted silver-white electric light. As if sensing danger, these tentacles pulled towards Renekton and Klein more frantically.

  Bang!

  The tentacles carrying silver-white electric light slapped down fiercely and pulled on a layer of light barrier, making a banging sound, and the surrounding sea water shook violently, creating layers of light waves.

  "The 'holy armor' of the Darkless One is a very useful extraordinary ability, and the secret art developed based on it is the same."

  Renekton explained with a chuckle.

  As he spoke, a light blue light lingered in his eyes, and he pushed forward with both hands.

  The light barrier that originally blocked them from the mutated and out-of-control Seagod priest disintegrated, turning into diamond-shaped spots of light that moved forward quickly, surrounding the Seagod priest and trapping him.

  The characteristics of the readers seemed to be more obvious on him. Was it because of his promotion to the prophet?

  While thinking, Klein nodded slightly and said in a calm tone:

  "You are very familiar with the extraordinary abilities of the Sun Path?"

  Renekton raised his eyebrows slightly and said with some suspicion:

  "Most of this comes from the knowledge collected by the Knowledge Church, perhaps from the God of Knowledge, or perhaps, the church itself has angels or seals of the Sun Path."

  "Knowledge. Do you need to hand over the extraordinary knowledge you have analyzed and mastered to the Knowledge Church?"

  Klein pondered and asked.

  If it were other churches, he would not have this idea. For the Knowledge Church, which likes to teach others and believes that knowledge is power, summarizing and spreading knowledge should be something they are happy to do.

  "We don't force you to do that, but as long as it doesn't involve secrets or information with strong contamination, we will generally hand it over to the church. This can accumulate contributions and exchange for other knowledge or items that we don't have."

  "However, there are not many such opportunities. After a long period of accumulation, the Church of Knowledge has already mastered a considerable amount of knowledge, but most people don't know it due to reasons such as confidentiality."

  Renekton nodded slightly and responded.

  While speaking, he raised his right hand high, and light accumulated in his hand, gradually condensing into a spear that was extremely pure and extremely white, as if it was made of pure sunlight.

  The next moment, he threw the blazing white spear in his hand, penetrating the cage composed of blocks of light spots, and fell on the Sea God Priest who had lost control and gone crazy.

  The blazing white spear instantly expanded, forming a miniature sun that was extremely white.

  The entire hall was engulfed by the dazzling white, and Klein subconsciously closed his eyes. The strong light and the rich sun's breath made his spirit feel very uncomfortable.

  It was as if he was gradually evaporating and dissipating bit by bit in the surrounding sea water.

  No, this is not my feeling. My spirit is really being evaporated. A flash of enlightenment flashed through Klein's mind, and he immediately spread his spirituality, wrapped himself, and tried to resist this trend of continuous evaporation.

  A sense of coldness emerged around him, blocking out the strong sun breath and dazzling light.

  Klein breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes again.

  What he saw was a thick piece of ice crystals with rich colors like graffiti. The ice crystals were not icy and piercing, but instead made his spirit feel immersed.

  In a moment, the ice crystals melted in the blazing light.     However, the blinding white that covered the entire hall had also faded. The seawater in the hall had all evaporated, leaving no water vapor.

  The surrounding stone pillars and walls were severely damaged, leaving only a huge sea snake corpse 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 people, there was a piece of scattered ashes. In the center, like a twisted and entangled sea snake, blue light spots kept pouring out of it.

  Along with the light spots that were precipitated from Kalvetuwa's body, they slowly poured into the huge tooth.

  In the positions where the Poseidon believers who had been melted by the blazing light were located, there were also some blue, dark, or bright light spots that precipitated out, some blue, some dark, and some bright as the morning light.

  These light spots, along with the light spots from the surrounding Kalvetuva's body, slowly merged into the huge tooth. The originally curved tooth slowly straightened and its color gradually turned to white.

  "Wait a moment. The characteristics here still need some time to converge."

  As he spoke, layers of starlight ripples swayed around Renekton, dispersing the strong solar aura in the hall.

  "Okay."

  Klein, whose spirit had recovered, nodded gently.

  He looked around the hall and confirmed that there was no remaining danger. Didn't the danger I predicted come from this ruin? Was it the "Sea King" of the Church of Storms who was about to arrive?

  While thinking, the entire hall was stained with a layer of light gold again.

  Klein was about to turn his head to ask, when he saw the blue-green light around him suddenly accelerate, turning into a hurricane, rushing towards the huge white tooth.

  Kalvetuva's body collapsed faster, and its flesh and blood quickly became soft and rotten, emitting the smell of corruption, like a pool 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 had disappeared, leaving only a short staff with the end inserted into the stone pillar.

  The top of the short staff was inlaid with fine blue gems, some of which were stained with dark black and morning light.

  "Don't take it yet."

  Renekton reminded Klein who wanted to get closer.

  He raised his hand slightly and scattered pieces of starlight. These lights surrounded the short staff, moved it out, and quickly condensed around it, forming a layer of translucent amber, which flew into Klein's hand with the short staff.

  "It has a close connection with the believers of Poseidon. If you are not at the demigod level or your spirit is not strong enough, it is easy to collapse and lose control. Try not to use it outside the gray fog."

  Renekton reminded him.

  Looking around, all the extraordinary characteristics were swept away and integrated into this Poseidon's scepter. There was nothing useful in this hall.

  Klein nodded slightly and said,

  "I see. How do we distribute the spoils?"

  He originally thought that in addition to Kalvetua's characteristics, there should be other gains here, but in this hall, all the characteristics are gathered together.

  As for the treasure of the sea god, he didn't think that Kalvetua, who was in such a mess, could have any treasure.

  After all, he is a sea god, how could he be so poor? Klein sighed silently in his heart.

  Renekton's eyes fell on the sea god's scepter wrapped in translucent amber, and responded in a relaxed tone:

  "Let me analyze this scepter. The extraordinary ability of the third level of sequence is still the storm path. I finally don't have to simulate the ability of the solar field all the time."

  "I thought you preferred the extraordinary ability of the solar field."

  Klein turned his head and answered casually.

  "After all, it's golden and very ostentatious."

  Renekton glanced at Klein and said what he hadn't finished.

  "Uh" Klein was stunned. It's really annoying that the spirit world can easily perceive thoughts.

  "The extraordinary power of the solar domain has a restraining effect on all evil, corruption and other fields."

  "When fighting, you don't have to worry too much about accidentally hurting your own people. It is really convenient to use."

  After a brief explanation, Renekton walked to the back of the hall.  Chapter 322 King of the Five Seas

  This part of the ruins has completely collapsed, and even affected by the battle just now, the remaining walls and rubble are already covered with tiny cracks. It was not

  until I reached the end that I saw a very exquisite and gorgeous chair, which was buried by the collapsed stones around it, with only part of the backrest exposed.

  On the wall to the left of the chair, on the part of the wall that was still intact, there was a broken mural painted with two figures facing each other.

  The figure standing on the high ground was stepping on the waves, with dark clouds above his head and storms on his body. He had a softer, oriental outline, holding a spear made of pure electric light in his hand, and behind him were surging, submerging violent waves.

  The man facing him below was a man with a blurred face and a simple white robe. Behind him was a halo emitting radiance, like a miniature sun.

  "'Elf King' Sonia Solem and the Ancient Sun God."

  Renekton murmured softly.

  "This Elf King doesn't look crazy or irritable at all. Instead, he looks pretty good. It's worthy of being a relic belonging to the elves."

  Klein sighed softly.

  Following his spiritual intuition, he found a flattened golden wine glass in a corner. At the bottom of the wine glass, there was a line of Elf text: "Natural Disaster, Cosinamu."

  "Who would carve his name on a wine glass when he's fine? There are too many identical cups. Are you worried about taking the wrong one?"

  Renekton approached from the side and complained with a contemptuous tone.

  "Well, maybe this is the hobby of the elves."

  Klein was stunned for a moment. For a moment, he actually felt that what the other party said made sense. Who would carve his name on a wine glass when he was fine?

  Crash!

  A sound like breaking glass suddenly sounded.

  Renekton stared at the top of the ruins. There was a purple light flowing in his eyes. His sight penetrated through layers of barriers and saw a huge three-masted sailing ship covered in pure black appearing in the spiritual world above.

  On both sides of it were hung lanterns, nearly a hundred meters long, with three black canvases hanging.

  "The Black Emperor." Renekton's voice was tinged with some heaviness.

  His eyes fell on the bow of the Black Emperor, where stood a man who was just over 1.9 meters tall, wearing a scaled-down spire crown and a black robe with silver edges.

  His face had hard lines, obvious wrinkles on his forehead, a short black beard, and a dark red light flowing in his dark eyes. His eyes met Renekton's across the air.

  A heavy, oppressive sense of majesty passed through his sight, and Renekton felt his heartbeat speed up a little, and his heart was unconsciously stained with some nervous emotions.

  Then, the light flowing in his eyes changed from purple to light blue, his own rationality took over, and he entered 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?"

  Klein heard the "Black Emperor" that Renekton had just muttered, and his mood suddenly became heavy. The aggregation effect reacted so quickly? Could it be that the King of the Five Seas was nearby?

  "The Black Emperor is the most powerful and top ghost ship. It can also virtualize itself and roam the spirit world."

  Renekton explained a little, and then added:

  "You contain the scepter into the spirit body, and when you encounter danger, you will directly end the advent."

  Klein nodded slightly, and then asked:

  "Are you sure you can leave?"

  "It is the 'Black Emperor', not the 'King of the Five Seas', who can travel freely in the spirit world. The Gate Path is the path where I have the most extraordinary knowledge besides the Sun Path."

  Renekton said very confidently.

  Before he finished speaking, Renekton suddenly felt an irresistible desire to fight, a desire that even reason could not suppress.

  "Damn!"

  As soon as he opened his mouth, Renekton immediately controlled his emotions, stretched out his right hand, and pulled back. A layer of invisible things was dragged out from the void and draped over himself.

  "The Emperor's New Clothes" made him temporarily non-existent. With this state, he avoided the mental distortion imposed by the King of the Five Seas, and then he gradually calmed down.

  He then raised his hand and waved a piece of starlight, intercepting Klein who had already rushed out for a distance.

  "Calm down!"

  There was a spiritual fluctuation in his voice that seemed to be able to soothe people's hearts, and Klein gradually regained his state.

  "Just now."

  "The distortion at the level of Sequence 3, the Black Emperor card can't help you exempt it."

  "Just end the descent, I'm not good at dealing with this kind of distortion, and I can't take care of you."

  Klein was interrupted by Renekton before he finished speaking.

  He nodded heavily, completely contained the scepter in his spiritual body, and then ended the descent. The figure wearing black armor and a crown stained with blood and rust suddenly disappeared.

  All that was left was: "Recite my name!"

  As soon as Klein's figure disappeared, the pale blue light in Renekton's water surged, and layers of brilliant starlight filled the air, completely assimilating the surrounding ruins.

  Then, he slightly raised his head and opened his left palm diagonally upward.     A layer of starlight dispersed, and the dome of the ruins suddenly dissipated. The barrier between the spirit world and reality disappeared briefly, revealing the richly colored spirit world above, and the huge three-masted sailing ship covered in pure black.

  Renekton clearly saw the "King of the Five Seas" standing on the bow, looking down at the bottom and looking down at himself.

  He then raised his right hand, and a ball of slowly rotating star sand quickly formed in his palm.

  One after another, stars emerged, densely packed and dazzling. Under his thoughts, these dazzling starlights rushed towards the "Black Emperor" and towards the "King of the Five Seas" Nast.

  Nast lowered his eyes, and the distance between the two sides was distorted as the dark red light flowed. He let the starlight rush, but 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 sides and sounded directly in Renekton's ears.

  "What do you want to do?"

  Renekton responded casually.

  He was surrounded by bright starlight, which flew away from him one by one, no longer targeting the Black Emperor and Nast, but moving around the spiritual world at will.

  "Hmph!"

  Nast snorted, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the starlight that kept moving around him suddenly seemed to lose its sense of direction, became chaotic, and even had a tendency to dissipate.

  Can the "chaos" of the third level of sequence already shake the structure of the incomparable ability? If he goes all out, my starlight will dissipate in an instant because of the destruction of the structure.

  Nast looked 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 an item at the angel level of this path?"

  His voice was filled with an irresistible majesty, which made Renekton unable to restrain the desire to answer his question truthfully.

  As soon as he opened his mouth, a thick gray-white mist suddenly surged in his vision, and a deep red light rose up, condensing into a tall angel with twelve pairs of black wings.

  The next moment, he was wrapped by the wings of the tall angel.

  The gray fog in his vision quickly dissipated, and Renekton's lips, which had just opened and closed, closed again. He calmed down again, and the thoughts that were almost forgotten by himself due to distortion also resurfaced.

  Without hesitation, he recited the honorific name of the Fool:

  "The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the yellow and black king who controls good luck."

  He recited it in a low voice, and looked at Nast again. He

  stretched out his right hand and quickly condensed a spear. The tip of the spear was engraved with mysterious symbols, and the handle was like a branch.

  The spear that must hit, "Gungnir"!

  The next moment, he threw the spear in his hand, and a white mark like lightning appeared between him and Nast.

  This mark seemed to cross an endless distance and kept approaching Nast.

  His eyes became more serious. This spear not only locked him as a target in both reality and mysticism, but also grafted a cause and effect, a destiny that must hit.

  "Mystic?"

  Nast groaned. This strange magic reminded him of the strange mysterious reappearance that Bernadette was very good at.

  Even as a frenzy mage, he could not instantly distort and confuse the spear's lock on him.

  Clang!

  Nast's right hand moved slightly, and a gold coin popped out.

  The next moment, the white mark that Gungnir slid out in the air instantly bent, accurately hitting the gold coin, and then returned to his hand.

  This was a distortion of the identity of himself and the gold coin. He could not distort Gungnir's lock on him in a short period of time, but he could easily distort himself and let other things be attacked instead of himself. Renekton narrowed his eyes slightly and made a guess in his heart.

  "Who is this strange mysterious reappearance from? Bernadette, or the legacy of Emperor Roselle?"

  Nast's voice was still deep and majestic, as if it could make the spirit tremble, with an indescribable oppression, but without the extraordinary ability to distort people's will.

  Shielded by the angel's blessing? Or did he not affect me at all?

  After a slight hesitation, Renekton chuckled and replied:

  "You respect Roselle very much. If he knew, he would be proud to laugh and say that this is his personal charm."

  Nast's temperament became more majestic and heavy. His words were filled with 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 clenched his palm.

  Renekton found that even without the extraordinary ability acting on his mind, he still hesitated. He was not far from the angel.

  Then, he felt that the structure and scale of the ruins he was in were in chaos in an instant, and the starlight that he assimilated into the surrounding buildings was inevitably in chaos.

  This huge ruins collapsed, extending from the outside to the inside, and completely collapsed.  Chapter 323 "Mind Communication"

  In the collapsed ruins, bright starlight surged from the cracks, approaching the pure light that was eternally entrenched at the highest point, and surging towards the depths of the spiritual world.

  The next moment, the direction of these starlights suddenly changed, surging towards the Black Emperor.

  No matter which direction Renekton tried to deviate, the final result was that he rushed towards the Black Emperor in the form of bright starlight.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Silver-white lightning fell one after another, carrying a strong and tangible aura of destruction, densely struck around, covering the area of ​​hundreds of meters around in a thunder forest.

  Nast's eyes suddenly became deep, he opened his left palm upwards, and all the lightning that fell on the Black Emperor deviated in direction, twisted, and fell towards the starlight of Renekton's incarnation.

  A strong sense of danger came over him, and the moment Renekton's figure condensed into shape in the starlight, he stretched out his hand and pulled out an invisible thing from nothingness.

  Countless lightning bolts slid across his body the next moment and fell into the depths of the spirit world.

  This ranged attack that does not distinguish between friend and foe is simply the best helper of the Black Emperor Path. Renekton sighed helplessly in his heart.

  Then, he reached out and took out an illusory hat from the void and put it on his head.

  His figure disappeared, hiding all traces, and finally no longer being distorted by the target lightning attack.

  Above the gray fog, Klein put down the Sea God's Scepter in his hand with a little embarrassment. He just wanted to experiment with the ability of this powerful and magical item by the way, but he didn't expect that his attack would become a helper for Nast.

  He picked up the strange crown covered with rust and blood on the mottled long table again. With the help of this gray fog, he used the extraordinary ability of the high sequence of the Hunter Path.

  Through the connection of the gray fog, he and Renekton were connected by heart, like a whole, and both sides could clearly and clearly perceive each other's thoughts.

  Mind communication. Can you directly transfer power to me?

  Theoretically, yes. But in reality, my power is not as good as yours. My most useful ability is the paper man substitute, but this requires the preparation of the paper man in advance.

  Klein sighed helplessly, but he still synchronized his vision with Renekton.

  Deep in the spirit world, the lightning storm that kept falling disappeared, and Nast still stood steadily on the bow of the Black Emperor.

  He distorted and magnified Renekton's intention and turned it into substance.

  As soon as Renekton's body moved, the paper man angel created by Klein through the Black Emperor card eliminated this influence.

  Then, he gently rubbed his fingers and created a bunch of golden illusory flames.

  These flames were dense and continuous into an ocean, spreading out circles of golden ripples and quickly sweeping in the direction of the Black Emperor.

  Give him a little Sequence 1 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 use the ability of the War Bishop to correct my scattered attacks into a whole to avoid being easily distorted by him.

  No problem, but don't be too scattered, it's a bit difficult for me to operate.

  As his thoughts turned, he and Klein reached a consensus.

  The next moment, he floated up his body, so that he was in a position to look down at the Black Emperor and Nast, and then opened his arms upwards, as if embracing the sun and welcoming the dawn.

  The next moment, the colorful spiritual world appeared dazzling and blazing sunlight, as if entering an indescribably hot summer.

  The dense golden flames around him, which were like a sea of ​​​​scalding oil, suddenly soared several degrees and burned a little white.

  Feeling the thoughts that flashed 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 time?

  The dual-path talent of the reader and the peeper of secrets, you can't envy it.

  I don't envy it. Well, one thing is that communication in this state is too convenient, and there is no time to think about what to say.

  Lost the joy of complaining!

  Don't complain while using extraordinary abilities.

  Your voice has been echoing in my mind, and I can't control it.

  I'm just thinking out of habit!

  While communicating with Klein, the blazing golden flames around him gradually gathered, and above the Black Emperor, huge pure light balls wrapped with countless sacred flames appeared one after another.

  One, two, eight in total. They were scattered, but they seemed to be a whole, emitting blazing light and temperature, and spreading circles of hot ripples around.

  "Hmph!"

  Nast snorted coldly, and the hot ripples that swept across the Black Emperor were distorted by him and turned into a breeze.

  You, with this level of distraction, don't you worry that you will have schizophrenia?

  With your support, otherwise I can control at most three rounds of light balls at the same time. War is the art of gathering people, and the conqueror's characteristics are of great help in this regard.     As his thoughts turned, Renekton manipulated the blazing light balls floating above the Black Emperor and smashed them down one after another.

  The dark red light in Nast's eyes sank, and the blazing light balls that fell one after another showed obvious chaos, but they were quickly corrected.

  "Iron Knight?"

  Nast frowned slightly. He did not notice any trace of someone exerting influence from a distance. Magical items? How many magical items did he carry with him?

  As his thoughts turned, he stretched his hand forward slightly, trying to amplify the negative effects of the magical items on Renekton.

  His move failed as expected. Shepherd? Scholar? Or did he have a magical item that could be immune to various negative effects?

  After a slight pause, he unhurriedly pulled out the revolver at his waist and pulled the trigger at the blazing light ball that kept falling from above but could not fall.

  Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Five bullets in a row, the power of each bullet was amplified to the extreme by him, almost reaching the power of the Purification Cannon on the Golden Dream.

  Renekton frowned slightly, trying to control the light balls to disperse, but he could not succeed.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  A huge explosion sounded in the air, and the golden flames instantly flooded the surroundings.

  At the same time, Renekton felt a huge sense of crisis.

  A picture appeared in his mind, an ordinary bullet hit him in an unstoppable manner, directly tearing his flesh and blood body, turning into a blood mist.

  His figure instantly became transparent and turned into a statue formed by countless starlight.

  An orange-yellow bullet passed through the golden flames, ignoring the distance, and passed through the statue formed by the starlight.

  The statue shattered and turned into bright starlight points, quickly reuniting Renekton's figure.

  In this short period of time, the nine rounds of blazing light balls created by Renekton were all solved by Nast, and even the remaining flames were shortened by him and directly annihilated.

  So quickly,

  he used a magical item, amplified the effect, and directly annihilated your light balls. Someone came over, it was.

  Yarn Pao Teman.

  Why did you suddenly switch to Chinese to complain? Also, what the hell is "running very slowly"? Why did you give him this nickname?

  Because he is always late at critical moments, such as now, Kalvetua's characteristics have been taken away by you, and he just arrived.

  While chatting with Klein, Renekton and Nast stopped fighting tacitly, and looked at the "Sea King" Yann Kautman who was coming with a storm.

  Yann Kautman looked at Renekton and Nast who had stopped fighting tacitly with a serious look in his eyes. He followed the traces of Kalvetua and planned to recover the other party's characteristics, but now...

  He looked at the completely collapsed building with traces of extraordinary abilities.

  The anger clearly emerged in him. He directly attributed the fight between Renekton and Nast to the two people fighting for the characteristics left by Kalvetua.

  His eyes lingered on Renekton for a while, and the anger in his eyes almost condensed into substance. It's him again. The Church of Knowledge has also set its sights on Kalvetua's characteristics? They are really plotting to seize the power of the Storm. With the pressure of the Storm Church, they drove away the saints of the Rose School just for today?

  Yann Cotman's eyes turned to 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 opponent of this "King of the Five Seas".

  If eyes can kill, you have been cut into pieces by this "Sea King".

  It doesn't matter, anyway, it's the Church of Knowledge that takes the blame.

  With your attitude, you don't worry that the God of Knowledge will give you a lightning. Yes, lightning is the authority of the Lord of the Storm. You are worthy of being a senior traitor!

  If you have the authority of a traitor, you can definitely become the Lord of Traitors!

  Okay, the ability of "mind communication" is not for us to complain about each other. Get out of the way!

  Klein's strong thoughts exploded in Renekton's mind. The next moment, his figure instantly became transparent and turned into a statue formed by countless starlight.

  The invisible wind blades, densely packed, instantly passed by where Renekton was.

  The statue formed by the starlight instantly broke into pieces. Before it could disperse into tiny starlights, Nast made a synchronous hugging motion.

  The statue shattered, and the trend of turning into bright starlight stagnated, unable to move, and at the same time, the time he could maintain this state was rapidly decreasing.

  A moment later, Renekton's figure reappeared in the starlight.

  What greeted him was the dazzling and dazzling electric light released by Yann Kautman.

  Above the gray fog, Klein saw this scene and sighed in his heart:

  You are so good at attracting hatred, are you really not considering being a provocateur?

  He was not too worried about Renekton's state. In the state of "mind communication", he did not feel any panic from the other party.

  To be precise, he did not feel any major emotional fluctuations from the other party, as if he was a robot without emotions.

  The side effect of the old man's magical item of the Eye of Wisdom is to maintain an absolutely rational state. Is this an ability that the reader will have after passing through a certain sequence?  Chapter 324 Melee

  The lightning released by Arne Kautman submerged Renekton's figure in an instant.

  His body instantly became thinner and brittle, and turned black and charred under the silver-white electric light, turning into ash.

  The next moment, his figure emerged from the other side of the spirit world, his movements were still a little stiff. The paralysis effect was so strong that he didn't completely dodge.

  Paper man substitute?

  A revised version of the Moon Paper Man, replacing the power of the Moon Realm with the gift of the God of Knowledge. It should also be possible to get feedback by praying to the Fool.

  There is no need to explain so many principles. "Sea King" starts to strike you again. Your hatred level in him is a bit high.

  I will leave after I analyze some of Nast's extraordinary abilities. It's not easy to meet him, so I can't miss it.

  Don't roll over!

  No, I am much more familiar with the spirit world than the two of them!

  As his thoughts turned, Renekton's figure turned into pale yellow paper men one after another, avoiding the lightning that struck him and the ability to restrict his movements.

  Woo~

  The whimpering of the wind suddenly sounded in the surrounding spirit world area!

  The invisible wind turned into substance, covering the surrounding area, making Renekton's every move particularly strenuous.

  At the same time, there was a sizzling sound, and silver-white arcs jumped around, occasionally sliding around Renekton's body. He felt a wave of numbness in his body, very slight, but slowly accumulating.

  "Hmph!"

  Nast snorted lightly, and dark red light continued to flow in his eyes. Whether it was the wind that restricted the Emperor or the electric light with paralysis effect, they were weakened by him and almost negligible. Renekton's

  body was stained with a layer of light gold, and there were patches of light spots around him that condensed into substance, blocking the influence of wind and electricity on him.

  His eyes always stayed on Nast, and most of his attention was used to analyze the other party's extraordinary ability.

  "Hmph!" A

  terrible sonic boom suddenly sounded, mixed with the whimpering sound of the wind field.

  Renekton's body was swept up again, torn into a piece of pale yellow confetti.

  His figure walked out again from another direction, with a trace of blood seeping out of his ears.

  What a terrible sonic boom, and it is very restraining to the abilities of paper man substitutes, and it is impossible to completely avoid it.

  Don't treat me as an experience baby, disrupt the battlefield, I want to leave here, Nast and Yan Cotman are about to reach a tacit understanding.

  How do you know?

  In the spirit world, I can get more information more easily, which has a certain enhancement of the prophet's ability.

  Above the gray fog, Klein quickly gathered his thoughts, and with the blessing of the surrounding gray fog, he continued to infuse spirituality into the strange crown full of rust and blood in his hand.

  His eyes looked through the corresponding prayer light points at the huge three-masted sailing ship "Black Emperor" and at "Sea King" Yan Cotman.

  By using the characteristics of the conqueror, he created a huge, dazzling, and scorching fireball.

  These fireballs suddenly appeared, attacking from the depths of the spirit world, instantly crossing a long distance, dragging a long tail flame, and falling like a meteor.

  Nast's eyes, which were filled with dark red light, sank. He raised his left hand, opened his palm, and then gently turned it. Invisible and surging power emanated from him.

  The fire meteors falling from above were in a certain chaos. The blazing white and orange flames shook violently, and the path of the fire meteors was deflected.

  He directly distorted the trajectory of the fire meteors and tried to confuse their structure, but the effect was not as good as he imagined.

  Is this the ability of the angel level, the one who has been watching in secret?

  A thought flashed through Nast's mind, and he was not surprised. He had already noticed the sight cast by Klein through the prayer light of Renekton, but he had not been able to lock on to the other party.

  The whimpering sound of the wind suddenly sounded, making an explosion-like movement.

  The colors of the surrounding spiritual world were in chaos, as if a paint plate was stirred. A terrifying hurricane that could be seen with the naked eye appeared, swirling and entwined, and rushed up.

  Like a terrifying giant, it rushed straight towards the falling fire meteors, setting off a terrifying fire above the spiritual world.

  Bang!

  Renekton raised his right hand slightly and snapped his fingers. The light blue fluorescence in his eyes shone brightly for a moment. Suddenly, a light burst out in front of him, instantly covering the surrounding area, making the surroundings white and blinding.

  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 into normal light by him, and his vision suddenly became clear.

  Renekton, who was not too far away from the Black Emperor, was surrounded by stars and traveled through the spirit world at a high speed in a roaming posture, away from this side.

  He stretched out his right hand again, trying to distort the other party's actions and intentions.

  Boom!

  A stream of blazing white light fell, piercing through the barriers of the wind and the waves of fire, and hit the Black Emperor directly.     Nast had no choice but to change the target of his influence. He twisted the target of the blazing white light into "Sea King" Yan Cotman.

  Boom!

  A silver-white electric snake jumped out and slashed at the blazing white light.

  The moment the blazing white fire and the silver-white electric light met, a wave of flames swept around everything around, completely engulfing the figure of "Sea King" Yan Cotman.

  Nast glanced at the direction where the other party was engulfed by the fire, and then retracted his sight.

  The Black Emperor directly ignored the surrounding flames and storms, riding the wind and waves away from this side, sailing to the depths of the spirit world, the direction that Renekton had just left.

  Above the gray fog, Klein saw Renekton quickly travel through the coordinates arranged in the spirit world, constantly changing his position, and easily got rid of the "Five Seas King" Nast who was driving the Black Emperor behind him.

  It is indeed very skilled. But what about those spirit world creatures you met? They either ignore you or actively avoid you?

  "Mind communication" can do more than just communication. The connection between us has also given me some of the breath of gray fog.

  After getting a response, Klein nodded slightly. He wanted to ask something else, but he suddenly felt dizzy.

  No, my spirituality can't support it anymore, so let it be.

  As his thoughts floated, he put down the crown covered with blood and rust in his hand, and his eyes fell on the scepter of Poseidon inlaid with fine blue gems.

  After hesitating for a while, he decided to wait until his spirituality recovered before carefully exploring this magical item from "Poseidon" Kalvetuwa.

  He quickly spread out his spirituality to wrap himself, simulated the feeling of falling, and left the gray fog.

  Feynaport, in a warehouse on the outskirts of Seville.

  Renekton's figure quickly appeared in the corner. In front of the warehouse door, there was already a group of people holding dim lanterns waiting here.

  A purple light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly reflected 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 looked a little anxious.

  The four men surrounding him were obviously bodyguards for adventurers. Most of them were around 30 years old, wearing neat blue-gray clothes, with bulges around their waists, which were obviously gun bags, bullets, daggers and other weapons.

  Not far away, there were two carriages parked, one with a spacious and exquisite carriage behind it, and the other with a simple carriage for pulling goods behind it. He

  compared the appearance of the middle-aged man in the lead with the information in his mind.

  He then retracted his gaze, gently reached forward, and pulled the shadows around him to completely cover his body.

  In less than a quarter of an hour, the figure of Rekton holding a lantern walked out from the corner of the road, approaching the warehouse at a moderate pace.

  Noticing Rekton's approach, the four bodyguards surrounding the middle-aged man quickly became alert.

  It was not until Renekton approached that their guarded expressions subsided, but their movements and postures did not change.

  "Good evening, Mr. Bonn~"

  "It's still some time before dawn, I didn't expect you to come so early."

  Renekton said calmly to the middle-aged man with an exaggerated beer belly who was surrounded by bodyguards.

  This Mr. Bonn was a grain merchant that Renekton Soth found through his father's relationship.

  Before Renekton approached, the anxious look on Bonn's face had already subsided. He showed a warm smile and walked closer quickly.

  As he walked, his exaggerated beer belly also jumped up and down.

  "I'm sorry to disturb your sweet dream, Mr. Soth."

  "This business is too important to me, so I couldn't help but come a little earlier. Please forgive my presumption."

  This is not a little time, at least two hours before sunrise. Renekton silently complained in his heart without showing any expression.

  Bonn maintained a proper smile and said in a slightly bitter voice:

  "My original business dealings were mainly with Loen, but since Loen promulgated the Grain Code, my business chain in Loen has been almost completely destroyed. I can only turn around and establish new cooperation channels."

  "But this is not an easy task, especially since there are many grain merchants who made the same choice as me."

  "This is the helplessness of merchants. A random decree of the kingdom may bring us a heavy blow, or even bankruptcy."  Chapter 325 Wanted by the Church of Storms

  Bayam, in a hotel in the dock area.

  Ethan, who had already finished several cups of coffee, rubbed his forehead helplessly. He regretted waiting for the possible follow-up. Now he wanted to sleep, but because he drank too much coffee, he was not sleepy at all.

  "The fall of the 'Sea God' will inevitably lead to a large number of suicides among the natives here because of the collapse of faith. Bayam, no, the entire Rorsted Archipelago will face a large number of labor shortages in the future."

  "Not only that, there will be some fanatical believers who are unwilling to believe that the 'Sea God' has fallen. They will frantically perform living sacrifices to try to get a response from the gods."

  "Just like those crazy people in the artificial death god faction in our Spiritual Cult,"

  Ethan half-lying on the chair, said in a flat tone.

  "We have left the Spiritual Cult."

  Phoenix raised his head slightly and corrected him.

  "Unfortunately, whether it is the Spiritual Cult or other forces in the southern continent, they obviously don't think so."

  Ethan sighed helplessly.

  Phoenix no longer responded to this topic. He took out a brass whistle from the inside pocket of his clothes and blew it hard, but no sound came out.

  A moment later, a tall skeleton stretched out its hand from under the floor.

  Before it could crawl out, Phoenix put the letter he had just written into its pale hand.

  The huge skeleton messenger paused, and clenched his hand as if a little aggrieved. The head that had just been exposed sank back into the floor, carrying the letter and traveling through the spirit world.

  After watching the messenger leave, Phoenix sat back in his chair. He looked through the glass window at the clear night sky outside.

  His eyes suddenly became deep, as if he was communicating with invisible things.

  After a moment, he lowered his eyes and said in a flat voice:

  "The spirits around us sent a message that the statue of 'Sea God' Kalvetuwa has been broken and can no longer be put together."

  "Somewhere in the spirit world of this sea area, a fierce battle has taken place. There is a sun breath that they hate."

  Ethan stared at Phoenix in a daze, and after a moment of being stunned, he slowly spoke:

  "When did you recapture the spirits in this sea area? And let them help you monitor this sea area?"

  Phoenix said in a flat voice:

  "I did it when I came to Bayam."

  The Storm Church's Punishers arrived late at the corresponding location of the ruins where Kalvetuwa was hiding in reality.

  Before they got close, they heard a cold snort full of anger, and then they were swept away by a hurricane.

  The deep blue eyes of "Sea King" Yann Cotman were full of condensed anger. His loose storm priest robe was fully propped up, and his chest was still rising and falling, and the anger in his body was about to erupt.

  The Punishers around did not dare to breathe, all bowed their heads, and quietly waited for the order of the Archbishop of the Rosted Sea and the Senior Deacon of the Punishers.

  After a moment of silence, Arne Cotman slightly raised his right hand, and a deep blue light fell around him, causing ripples and condensing a water mirror around him.

  Among them was the figure of Renekton stained with golden light, and a figure that was too blurry to see clearly. He held a white short staff inlaid with blue gems.

  Arne Cotman took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and said in a solemn voice:

  "The saint of the Church of Knowledge is wanted throughout the Rosted Sea. He has not left yet."

  "Find the person who took this white short staff and take it back!"

  Dock area, Azure Wind Hotel.

  Klein quickly restored his spirituality in the room through meditation.

  When his spirituality was almost restored, he came to the magnificent ancient palace above the gray fog again.

  He sat on the high-backed chair belonging to the Fool, holding the Scepter of Poseidon in his right hand, closed his eyes, and did a simple divination.

  The effect and negative impact of this Seagod's Scepter quickly emerged in his mind. It

  was very powerful, even among the first-level sealed objects, it was the type that was relatively powerful. Unfortunately, the negative impact was so great that it was almost impossible to use it outside the gray fog.

  After pondering for a moment, Klein planned to respond to the believers of the "Seagod".

  This was not only a reminder from "Red Light" El Moria, but also a belief prepared in advance for the promotion to demigod. It was also to stabilize the believers of the Seagod and prevent them from making crazy moves.

  It was also for acting. The effect of playing an ordinary person was not as good as playing a "Seagod".

  While thinking, he materialized a suitable scene through this gray fog:

  a slightly blurred figure stepped on the waves, covered with a howling hurricane, and with heavy dark clouds on his head.

  The overall scene looked sacred and majestic. This was the inspiration he got from the murals of the elven ruins where Kalvetuwa was hiding.

  Then the spirituality spread out and poured into the Seagod's Scepter, establishing a connection with several brighter points of faith.

  He put his own embodiment of the picture into it, along with an indifferent and grand voice:

  "I have returned!"

  After communicating with the believers of "Sea God" and recasting the covenant belonging to Sea God, Klein put down the Sea God's scepter in his hand and rubbed his forehead with a slightly tired look.     Although I can respond to believers with the help of this gray fog, it is still a great burden on my spirit.

  Moreover, because of the obstruction of the gray fog, the Scepter of Poseidon cannot respond to the ceremony and the believers' prayers in time. I can't stay here for a long time, so I have to think of a way.

  As his thoughts turned, his eyes fell on the crimson star representing Renekton. Shouldn't he be asleep yet?

  After a little hesitation, he spread his spirituality and touched the crimson star representing Renekton, and told the other party about his problem.

  Fenaport, Seville.

  Renekton had just finished talking about the grain transaction with Bonn. The other party promised to collect 5,500 pounds worth of grain within three days and transport it to the warehouse here one after another.

  After discussing the subsequent cooperation matters, he couldn't wait to take two bodyguards to find a lawyer to draw up a contract. He

  also kindly left two bodyguards here to guard the warehouse and protect Renekton's safety.

  Seville is one of Feynaport's largest ports, and there are many pirates and adventurers here. It is also in the suburbs, and it is still dangerous for a person to be outside at night.

  Leaning on the carriage used by Bonn to transport food, a thick gray fog suddenly surged in Renekton's field of vision. He saw a vague figure surrounded by gray fog, as if looking down at the whole world. Tall and magnificent.

  Renekton looked up with a little doubt, looking up at the night sky above his head. He didn't quite understand why Klein was looking for him at this time. Something went wrong in the process of receiving Poseidon's believers?

  As soon as the thought floated in his mind, the leisurely voice of the Fool echoed in his ears:

  "Do you know how to solve the problem that Poseidon's scepter cannot respond to prayers and rituals in time above the gray fog?"

  Realizing that the connection between Klein and himself above the gray fog was not directly interrupted, Renekton immediately spread his spirituality and closed himself around to prevent his voice from being heard.

  After doing all this, he then said:

  "Leave an avatar there. The sequence four of the audience path can create a virtual personality. Based on this, I can try to develop a secret technique to separate an avatar with a certain self-awareness."

  "Well, your current spiritual level probably can't support it. At least you need to become a master of puppets."

  "At this stage, you can only respond frequently to the gray fog, or let the believers of the sea god pray and hold ceremonies at a fixed time?"

  As soon as Renekton finished speaking, Klein's slightly helpless answer came to his ears:

  "Master of Puppetry. I haven't found any clues about the mermaids yet."

  Renekton shrugged:

  "This can actually be very simple. Ask the goddess of night for help."

  "If you want to rely on yourself, you can only go to the ruins of the war of gods deep in the Sonia Sea. There are some mermaids living there."

  "I recommend you to take the Future of the Star Admiral. She has experience in exploring that sea area and will be of greater help to you."

  After a moment of silence, Klein's voice echoed in Renekton's ears again:

  "I will try to contact her."

  The voice faded along with the gray mist in front of Renekton.

  In the early morning, in the Sea Wave Church of Bayam.

  Alger was summoned by the church and came here. He met the diocesan bishop Chogori again.

  The gray-haired old man handed him three portraits:

  "Find them."

  Alger took it doubtfully and unfolded the paper casually. The top one was a portrait of Renekton. The Storm Church removed the golden glow covering him and re-completed the portrait.

  "He is Al the Arsonist. He was once a crew member on the flagship of Admiral Star, the Future."

  "But this should be just a disguise. His real identity is a saint of the Church of Knowledge. He planned and participated in the previous attack on Bayam and participated in the robbery of 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 150,000 pounds." 150,000

  pounds, the reward for the "Undead King" Agaritu, one of the four kings, is only 100,000 pounds. Does the church think he is more dangerous than the "Undead King"?

  For this kind of mission, it's enough to just do it for show. As the thought turned, Alger had already made plans to slack off.

  He casually flipped through the next portrait. It was a blurry figure that couldn't be clearly identified as a man or a woman. From this portrait, it could only be determined that he was a person.

  The Hanged Man tried hard to control his expression so that he didn't laugh out loud.

  Qiao Geli ignored Alger's expression and psychological activities. He introduced with an angry tone:

  "This is a dirty, despicable thief! He may be related to the Church of Knowledge!"

  The sudden appearance of the task must be related to what happened last night. Last night, Kalvetuwa completely fell, and its remains were taken away in advance?

  Alger's expression gradually became serious, and he then flipped through the third portrait.

  It was a short staff, a short staff with fine blue gems inlaid on the top.