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  Chapter 651 A deal for everyone

  . To his surprise, this page of the diary was not about Roselle's love-hunting history and his subsequent reflections, but a page recording his communication with Mr. Men.

  After reading two pages of the diary, Klein made the materialized diary disappear, then looked at Miss Justice and said with a smile,

  "Valid. What do you want to exchange this page of the diary for?"

  This means that only one page of the diary has valid content. Well, this is already good, at least not all of the diary is invalid. Gathering her thoughts, Audrey looked to the right hand side of Klein the Fool and said without hesitation,

  "I want to know the names of the two blasphemous cards."

  After a pause, she added, "If that page of the diary is not enough to be equivalent, you can just tell me one."

  Klein chuckled and did not say whether the valid page of Roselle's diary and the names of the two blasphemous cards were equivalent. Instead, he asked directly,

  "Do you want to know the answer only for yourself, or for everyone to know?"

  Audrey subconsciously wanted to say that she would know only herself, but she suddenly remembered that her father mentioned his views on investment when they were chatting before. She suddenly changed her mind and looked around at the Tarot Club members around her who were more or less curious. Then, facing the Fool at the top, she chuckled and said,

  "Let everyone know that this is not a secret. I just want to satisfy my curiosity."

  In my father's words, this is a necessary investment in interpersonal relationships. While satisfying my own curiosity, I also satisfied the curiosity of other members. I didn't hurt anything, but I was able to gain a lot of good impressions from everyone. Under

  the thick gray fog, Klein nodded slightly, leaned back in his chair, reached out and turned over the two blasphemous cards on the table in front of him, and said leisurely:

  "They are 'The Fool' and 'Red Priest'."

  Audrey stretched her neck so that she could see the two blasphemous cards more clearly. The Fool card, is this the blasphemous card corresponding to Mr. "The Fool"? And the "Red Priest", this should be the chariot in the twenty-two tarot cards. I'm really curious about which two extraordinary paths they represent.

  "The Fool". Everyone chewed on this word, and their eyes couldn't help but look at the figure sitting at the top of the mottled long table.

  Anderson, the Chariot, was deeply attracted by the Red Priest card. Looking at the card, he could not help but feel a desire to get closer to it.

  Was it resonating with the thing in my body? Was this blasphemous card from the Hunter Path?

  As his thoughts drifted, Anderson raised his gaze to look at Klein, the Fool, who was shrouded in gray mist, and asked curiously,

  "Mr. Fool, does the Red Priest refer to Sequence 0 of the Hunter Path?"

  "Yes." Klein nodded slightly and answered without any fluctuations in his tone.

  Without giving everyone more time to think, he tapped the edge of the table with his fingers, and the two blasphemous cards automatically turned upside down, and said with a smile:

  "You can start now."

  "Ahem~" Renekton coughed twice, and after everyone looked over, he raised his hand and spoke calmly:

  "The war between Intis and the new regime of the southern continent has begun, and Feysac has made a choice and joined the Intis side."

  After a pause, he smiled and added:

  "Everyone, do you accept to be hired? It doesn't necessarily mean to participate in the war directly, but you can also provide some magical items, potions, intelligence and the like."

  "Moon" Emlyn answered first:

  "I haven't had time to mix potions recently, but I can help you collect a batch of practical potions within the vampire clan at a relatively cheap price."

  "Every vampire is an excellent pharmacist. We have thousands of years of experience. In the field of medicine, no force can be stronger than us."

  In fact, you don't have to say the last sentence. "Star" Leonard glanced at Emlyn sitting next to him, complained in his heart, and then looked at Renekton and said:

  "My ability is not suitable for the front battlefield, but I can provide you with some help when needed. Of course, it's paid, and you need to wait for a while. "He" is still sleeping." "

  He"? Mr. "Star" knows an angel? Is it the angel under Mr. "Fool"? Or "Justice" Audrey's mind floated one thought after another. She tilted her head slightly and glanced at "Fool" Klein at the top of the mottled long table.

  Does that Pales Zoroast know that you use him as a tool? Klein suddenly felt that Pales who was parasitizing on Leonard was a little pitiful. On the one hand, he was remembered by Amon, and on the other hand, he was parasitized by himself as a tool.

  "No problem." Renekton nodded slightly, then turned to the right, looked at "Sun" Derrick, and nodded slightly:     "I need your help to convey a transaction request to your chief."

  Without waiting for Derrick to ask, he continued, "I have obtained the potion formulas of 'Silver Knight' and 'Gloria'."

  "There is only one condition for the transaction. Help me collect as many special properties and potion materials as possible, with no restrictions on the types."

  "I can pay you the potion formula of 'Silver Knight' in advance, which can also speed up your progress in collecting special chilling materials."

  "I will convey it to the chief." "Sun" Derrick nodded solemnly.

  Seeing that Renekton and Little Sun had finished their communication, Klein also manipulated his trumpet "World" German Sparrow and spoke in a hoarse voice:

  "I can accept commissions to hunt extraordinary people, as long as the reward and the target are suitable."

  Renekton looked at the bottom of the mottled long table and chuckled and said:

  "Don't worry, I will personally select the target for you, and I guarantee that your official bounty in Intis will reach the level of Nast, the 'King of the Five Seas'."

  Klein didn't have to directly reject Renekton's kindness, but due to German Sparrow's personality, it was difficult to speak, so he could only frown and not respond.

  "Warrior" Anderson leaned forward, resting his hands on the edge of the table, looking at Renekton, and said casually:

  "Give me some Beyonder information, I will select a group of people to form a team and join this war."

  Renekton smiled and nodded in response:

  "Okay, the reward is the magic formula of the 'War Bishop'. If you can achieve good results, I can personally help you hunt down a 'War Bishop'. On the battlefield where Intis and Feysac are involved, there is no shortage of 'hunters' of various sequences."

  "That's great, but I hope you can hunt down an angel from the Soran or Einhorn family."

  Anderson chuckled, nodded to Renekton with satisfaction, and then he slightly exerted his hands on the edge of the table, and the whole person leaned back on the back of the chair.

  "Hanged Man" Alger sat silently in his seat, and he didn't say anything. As an undercover planted by the Storm Church among the pirates, his activities were not free, especially in such matters where the church had already been biased.

  The Storm Church is clearly leaning towards Intis in this matter. Before the church makes a decision, I cannot make any move that is too obviously leaning towards the southern continent.

  "Magician" Fors looked left and right. Seeing that no one continued to speak, she raised her hand hesitantly and said,

  "Well, I am already a 'traveler'. If you need to transport items or something like that, I can help, or quickly transfer a small number of people."

  Her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally she couldn't even hear it herself. After becoming a Beyonder, her most experience was running away. When it comes to war, her first reaction is to stay away.

  "If there is a need for help, I will contact you." After a pause, he added, "If that time really comes, I will help you record some practical and powerful Demigod-level Beyonder abilities in advance, so that even if you are really trapped in the battlefield, you can run out."

  Klein used his spiritual vision to look at "Magician" Fors and saw her reaction. Miss "Magician" was not comforted by you, but was frightened. In fact, this is the true state of most wild Beyonders.

  As his thoughts floated, he manipulated the "world" and said,

  "As long as they reach the middle sequence, the 'apprentices' will gradually become stronger, especially those 'apprentices' who have powerful forces behind them. They are definitely the most powerful extraordinary people under the demigods."

  Fors looked at the "world" Gehrman Sparrow with some hesitation, and various thoughts kept surging in his mind. Am I really as powerful as Mr. "world" said? I am already one of the most powerful extraordinary people under the demigods? Wait, Mr. "world" just said that he was encouraging me?

  On both sides of the mottled long table, "Justice" Audrey, "Moon" Emlyn, "Star" Leonard and others were stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted. They all thought of the travel notes of Lemanno held by "Magician" Fors.

  It turned out that the magical item was an item of the middle sequence of the "apprentice" path. This ability to record even the extraordinary abilities of the demigod level is indeed very strong. With the help of forces and demigods willing to help, the middle-sequence "apprentices" can exert power close to that of demigods at any time.

  Audrey subconsciously looked at Fors. She had never expected that her friend had become so powerful without her noticing. This was also because Fors rarely participated in battles. No, according to my observation, she rarely even went out. She was the type who would never stand if she could sit, and would never sit if she could lie down.

  Facing the curious or surprised eyes of the crowd, Fors laughed awkwardly and said uncomfortably:

  "I rarely participate in battles and don't have much experience."  Chapter 652 Progress

  "Justice" Audrey replied at the right time:

  "This is normal. Not everyone can become a legendary adventurer like Mr. Gehrman. Most of us are just spectators who sigh at the newspaper."

  Fors nodded in agreement and gave Miss Justice a grateful smile, thanking her for rounding up the topic and making her less embarrassed.

  Klein, who noticed this scene, nodded slightly in his heart. It is really necessary to have an understanding "spectator" in the organization.

  Renekton glanced around casually, leaned back lazily, and chuckled:

  "Haha, okay, these are all my needs. Thank you for your willingness to help."

  "If you have any needs for extraordinary characteristics or magical items, you can also come to me. After all, these are the most abundant things on the battlefield."

  After everyone responded one by one, "Justice" Audrey took over the topic with a smile and put forward her own needs:

  "Ladies and gentlemen, who of you has the heart of a dream catcher, the crystal of a mind phantom, or the complete brain of an adult mind dragon?"

  As soon as Audrey finished speaking, "Sun" Derrick raised his hand and responded:

  "We should have a complete brain of an adult mind dragon in our warehouse in Silver City. I need to go back and confirm it, and then tell you."

  "Justice" Audrey looked at Derrick in surprise. She didn't expect to get the result so smoothly.

  Since Mr. "Sun" had an impression, it was likely that there was really such a thing. Silver City lacked the formula of the "audience" path, and there were no "craftsmen". It was difficult to use these materials, so they could only leave them like that.

  After collecting her thoughts, Audrey looked at Derrick and asked with a smile:

  "Okay, if you have it, what do you want to exchange it for?"

  "Uh, I haven't thought about it yet." "Sun" Derrick was a little embarrassed and almost subconsciously raised his hand to scratch the back of his head.

  Audrey nodded slightly and said in a very calm tone:

  "Well, then tell me after you confirm it. It's better to see if there is blood of an adult mind dragon."

  This is a relatively difficult thing to find in the auxiliary materials. In the real world, dragons have long disappeared. If she hadn't seen an ancient dragon in the dream world before, she would even think that dragons only exist in legends and stories.

  Everyone's strength is getting stronger and stronger. Anderson needs the team to prepare for the impact of the demigod. Perhaps before long, the Tarot Club will have another demigod. As his thoughts floated, Klein chuckled and said,

  "You can communicate freely."

  After that, he controlled the trumpet "World" again, looked at Renekton and asked,

  "How is your condition?"

  "It will take some time."

  Renekton responded calmly. He understood what Klein meant by asking, when he could help Azik accommodate the other half of his soul and wake him up from his slumber.

  "World" Gehrman Sparrow nodded slightly and stopped talking.

  Noticing this scene, thinking that Renekton and Klein were communicating about the "Ghost Empire", "Moon" Emlyn continued,

  "My progress in collecting those antiques is not ideal. Those guys are unwilling to sell their collections one by one, even if I raise the price."

  Klein was silent for a while, and sighed in his heart that it was not too surprising. Those who are able to collect antiques are basically not short of money, unless they can find something that is more attractive to them than those antiques.

  After a pause, he asked in the identity of "World" Gehrman Sparrow: "What do you think?"

  "Barter. They are not vampires who are short of money. It is best to have something related to the vampires." Emlyn answered simply.

  Renekton leaned back in his chair and sighed:

  "There are no items related to the vampires. I can always take out items related to the 'Primal Moon'."

  "Who would want that kind of thing? To commit suicide?"

  Emlyn's mouth twitched, and he complained a little speechlessly.

  "Justice" Audrey looked back and forth at the few people with curiosity, then raised her hand and joined the topic:

  "Ladies and gentlemen, what kind of antiques do you need? Perhaps I can help?"

  Emlyn cast his inquiring eyes at the "World" at the bottom of the mottled long table.

  Klein thought about it for a while and felt that there was no need to hide it. Then he asked "World" Gehrman Sparrow to speak:

  "We are collecting items from the Fourth Epoch Terensost Empire, preferably the personal belongings of the royal family members at that time."     How should I judge the belongings of the royal family members of the Trunsost Empire? While thinking, "Justice" Audrey said carefully:

  "Is there any special identification method? If so, I can recommend some collectors who like to collect ancient items in this area."

  "No way." "Moon" Emlyn answered simply and straightforwardly. After a pause, he added:

  "Mr. 'World' has provided a gold coin that can make people lucky for a short time, so that I can choose the useful one with a high probability when choosing items."

  Relying on luck is a very direct method, but this is in the mysterious and unpredictable extraordinary world. This seemingly unreliable method will be unexpectedly simple and effective, as long as you are really lucky enough.

  After a pause, Audrey suddenly thought of Mr. "Fool"'s honorific name "The Yellow and Black King Who Controls Good Luck", so, was the lucky gold coin actually given by Mr. "Fool"?

  Thinking of this, Audrey subconsciously turned her head to look at the top of the mottled long table, looking at Mr. "Fool" who was leisurely leaning on the high-backed chair.

  Noticing Miss Justice's gaze, Klein asked in confusion, "Why are you looking at me? You don't think the lucky coin came from me, do you?"

  Audrey just tilted her head slightly, and soon retracted her gaze. She looked down at Emlyn the Moon and Gehrman Sparrow the World in front of her on the right, and said with a smile:

  "It seems that I can't provide effective help. However, if you need to expand the scope of your search for such items, I can recommend a few collectors to you. There is a high probability that there will be items from the Fourth Epoch Ternsost Empire in their collections, but I can't guarantee whether they belong to members of the royal family or are personal items."

  "Our blood clan must have the most items in this regard. In the era when the gods walked the earth, the Blood Moon Queen was the queen of the Night Emperor Ternsost, and the blood clan was also an important supporter of the Ternsost Empire."

  "Ahem~ Of course, if those old stubborn people are still unwilling to trade with me, then I may need to trouble you, ma'am."

  Emlyn the Moon raised his chin slightly and spoke with a little pride. Then he thought that Miss Justice was helping him, and it seemed impolite for him to do so, so he added a sentence.

  Mr. Moon was always arrogant when it came to matters involving the vampires. He had a strong sense of racial honor. Audrey Justice was not angry at Emlyn's words, but felt that Mr. Moon's behavior was childish at times.

  The topic soon came to an end. Alger, the Hanged Man, looked around and then looked at Renekton. The latter noticed his gaze and nodded politely.

  Alger coughed lightly and said carefully:

  "The top leaders of the Church of Storms seem to have already taken a side between Intis and the new regime of the Southern Continent."

  "Are they helping the Southern Continent?" Fors, the Magician, asked curiously.

  After all, it was well known that the three churches of the Lord of Storms, the Eternal Sun, and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom disliked each other. Since the Eternal Sun Church of Intis was going to attack the Southern Continent, the Lord of Storms Church, which was hostile to them, would most likely choose to support the Southern Continent.

  "No." Alger shook his head slowly, denying Fors's guess, and then explained:

  "According to the information I have learned, the top leaders of the 'Storm' Church seem to have a tendency to support the 'God of Steam and Machinery' Church, but this is just an idea, and they are still waiting and watching. I guess they are waiting for the decision of the 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom' Church in Renburg."

  "The 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom' Church will not support Intis, let alone the 'God of Steam and Machinery' Church. They have already selected the investment target and paid a lot. There is no room for turning back."

  "The Hermit" Cattleya calmly replied. While speaking, she turned her head to look at Renekton, and then glanced at the "Fool" at the top of the mottled long table with the corner of her eye.

  This is a question she asked Bernadette in her previous correspondence, and she got the answer from her.

  Cattleya did not hide her gaze, which made the other members of the Tarot Club keenly notice her deviation of her gaze, and they felt a sense of enlightenment in their hearts.

  Leonard thought of some of his previous experiences, as well as some information he had learned from Pales:

  Judging from some previous events, Mr. Fool seemed to be on the opposite side of the "True Creator", but the old man also said that he had a close relationship with the "Hidden Sage", and the church's attitude towards the southern continent was also strange. Perhaps, the seemingly close relationship between the "Hidden Sage" and the "True Creator" was not so harmonious?

  As his thoughts floated, Leonard heard Mr. Fool at the top of the mottled long table announce the end of today's party.

  After everyone stood up and saluted, a series of deep red lights rose out of thin air, dissolving everyone's figures, and then disappeared into this ancient and magnificent palace.

  After everyone left, Klein raised his hand and made the "world" sitting opposite the long table and the gray fog shrouding him disappear.

  Glancing at the empty hall, he leaned back in his chair and sighed in a low voice:

  "The conflict between Intis and the new regime of the southern continent should actually be a conflict between the gods. The seven gods have therefore split into two camps, no, it should be three camps, and the 'Mother Goddess of the Earth' is wavering."

  "Logically speaking, He and the 'God of War' are mother and son, and it is likely that He will unite with the 'God of War', but He seems to have a good relationship with the 'Hidden Sage'. The relationship between this mother and son seems a little subtle. I always feel that the 'Mother Goddess of the Earth' dislikes the 'God of War' a little bit."

  "The alliance between the 'Hidden Sage' and the 'True Creator' is also very subtle. From the matter of Pallez, it can be seen that they are not so harmonious. On some things, their views are not unified."

  With a long sigh, Klein gathered his divergent thoughts and then left the space above the gray fog.  Chapter 653 Fleet

  The Forsaken Land, Silver City, A flash of lightning flashed across the deep sky, illuminating the entire Silver City, but it did not last long, and soon dimmed and disappeared, leaving the world in darkness again.

  Derrick opened his eyes and subconsciously scanned the room, then got out of bed and ran straight to the door.

  As he walked, he suddenly slowed down. Mr. "White Tower" must need a lot of materials and characteristics. Hunting in the dark is a dangerous thing, and it will also delay a lot of time and slow down the progress of exploring the Giant King's Court. I don't know if the chief will agree.

  After thinking carefully for a long time, he couldn't come to any useful conclusions. He shook his head, picked up his new weapon, opened the door, and walked all the way to the round tower in the center of my city.

  Along the way, he saw many more smiles on the faces of the residents of Silver City, who were becoming stronger. The normal food traded through the Tarot Club greatly improved the living standards of the people in Silver City. Although the food traded could not completely replace the black grass in Silver City, it could ensure that they could eat a normal meal every day.

  Mr. "White Tower" seemed to be caught in the war. I wonder if he still has time to help us collect food. With such concerns, Derrick quickly came to the bottom of the round tower. After passing the message, he came to the room at the top of the round tower belonging to Colin Iliad, the chief of the six-member council.

  This "demon hunter" was sitting behind the dark desk as usual. His gray hair was quite messy and neglected. His face was heavily wrinkled, and there were still many old scars that were deep or twisted. His pair of light blue eyes were deep and vicissitudes, as if he could see through people's hearts.

  After Derrick saluted, he nodded and said,

  "How well have you mastered the potion of the 'Priest of Light'?"

  "Not quite there yet." Derrick answered frankly. He had just been promoted and was not yet able to concentrate his spirituality well and use the corresponding extraordinary abilities skillfully.

  "Well, don't worry. Many people in this exploration team are not ready yet."

  Colin Iliad briefly mentioned this and skipped the topic, asking instead,

  "According to the time, you should have participated in a party today. What special deal was there this time that made you come here as soon as possible?"

  Derrick nodded, and then told him about the deal that Renekton had proposed.

  After listening to Derrick's narration, Colin Iliad nodded solemnly, stood up from his chair, walked to the window, and spoke as if he was asking Derrick, or as if he was asking himself:

  "'Silver Knight' and 'Glory', this is a condition that Silver City cannot refuse. As long as we have the potion formula, Silver City will have a Sequence Three Saint, or even a legendary angel."

  "How do you think we should judge the authenticity of the potion formula? How many monsters in the dark do we need to hunt and collect materials?"

  "The war that only exists in general education textbooks is far more cruel than you think. According to some of your previous descriptions, this may be a game between those gods."

  "This..." Derrick swallowed and said with a depressed look: "I don't know."

  Colin Iliad looked at the training ground and the street outside the window with a complicated expression, and looked at the residents of Silver City with smiles on their faces, and said in an unusually calm voice:

  "I don't know either. This matter needs to be discussed by the 'Six-Man Council'. The formula of the 'Glory' is of great significance to us!"

  After stopping for a moment, Colin Iliad looked back at Derrick and asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

  "No."

  Derrick shook his head, and then said goodbye and left the chief's room.

  In the northern district of Backlund, in a luxurious manor near the suburbs, Emlyn sat on a single sofa in the living room, playing with a gold coin with a four-leaf clover pattern in his hand, and looked at the furnishings in the room with curiosity.

  This is the home of the blood clan baron Russ Bathory. He is an antique lover and has a collection of many strange items. Although most of them are from the southern continent, some of them belong to the northern continent and the Terensost Empire in the Fourth Epoch.

  Under the communication of the manor servant, Russ Bathory soon came to the living room. He looked like a middle-aged gentleman with a good temperament, of medium build, very tall, with dark black hair that was meticulously groomed, and eyes as red as blood.

  When Emlyn saw Russ Bathory, he stood up from the sofa with a smile, bowed politely and said,

  "Good afternoon, Baron Russ."

  Russ Bathory looked at Emlyn with some surprise, then bowed and said,

  "Good afternoon, Viscount White, what kind of collection do you want to buy from me?"

  Russ Bathory didn't say much, and went straight to the point.

  Emlyn was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, flicked the gold coin in his hand, then caught it again, and said calmly,

  "I thought you would be like Oness and Cassimir, and directly reject me after knowing my purpose."

  Russ Bathory smiled and shook his head and said,

  "I prefer to collect strange and monstrous items from the southern continent. This is something that all the vampires in Backlund know."

  "But I'm still a little curious, why are you suddenly interested in items from the Terensost Empire?"     "I've been studying the history of the vampires recently. It happened to be the glory of the 'Blood Moon Queen' who brought together the scattered vampires around the world. I want to learn more about it through things related to the Terensost Empire."

  Emlyn smiled and said the excuse he had thought of long ago.

  Russ Bathory nodded gently, not showing any belief, but also no doubt. After a pause, he continued:

  "I need to remind you that although our vampires and humans had a close relationship during the Terensost Empire in the Fourth Epoch, this does not mean that you can easily find records related to the vampires from some items."

  "We have to give it a try, don't we?" Emlyn responded with a chuckle.

  Russ Bathory nodded, turned around and took Emlyn to his collection room.

  On the southern continent, the northernmost port of Orleston in the Pas River Valley is one of the main ports built on a safe waterway.

  Affected by the violent sea, it is shrouded in storms all year round, and the sea surface is turbulent.

  On the dark sea, a steam-powered ship with a metallic luster on its surface broke through the violent ups and downs of the wind and waves and appeared in the sight of everyone in the port.

  This is a ship made entirely of steel. It is two hundred meters long from bow to stern. It is equipped with large-caliber cannons on both sides. On the deck, there is also a main gun engraved with many strange symbols. This main gun is even larger than the purification cannon on the "Golden Dream" and has a sense of oppression.

  On both sides of the bright yellow hull, there is a triangular holy emblem filled with symbols such as steam, gears and levers, and a badge composed of a bow and sword burning with flames. They represent the Church of the "God of Steam and Machinery" and the Intis military respectively.

  At the dock of Orleston Port, Ethan, wearing a black wizard robe, stood side by side with Phoenix Eggers. He stared at the sea in the distance with a serious look, and his face was a little pale.

  In his eyes, the purple brilliance flowed faintly, interweaving one strange symbol after another.

  His throat moved twice, and he chanted a spell while casually sprinkling a handful of colored powder.

  The powder fell to the ground, forming a vivid colored scroll. It was the scene on the sea in the distance, but it was clearer and more detailed.

  With the appearance of the first ship, one after another broke through the wind and waves and appeared in the field of vision, like huge steel monsters, which was extremely oppressive.

  Phoenix looked at the contents of the colored scroll, sighed, turned his head to look at Ethan, and asked with some expectation:

  "Is there really no prince coming here?"

  Ethan smiled bitterly and shook his head:

  "Ms. Grant is in the rear, and President Komir is in Uttar Pradesh, but there is also one of the Ten Pillars who is in charge of the holy relics here."

  "I think a holy relic may not be able to withstand those artillery. The "Steam" Church is not short of this kind of consumable magical items and ammunition. They can flood the port of Orleston with bullets alone."

  Phoenix looked at the increasing number of steel giant ships on the sea in the distance and said with a bad face.

  Next to him, a blue "door" appeared out of thin air, and Edwina, wearing a beige coat with a tight waist, a dark knee-length skirt, and dark brown leather boots, walked out from the other side of the "door".

  Behind her, followed Orpheus, the second mate of the "Golden Dream", Daniels, the boatswain, Danitz, and Anderson, who happened to be on the ship recently.

  Anderson looked at the steel giant warships that were becoming clearer and clearer on the sea in the distance, and exclaimed in a somewhat exaggerated way. Then he looked at Phoenix and Ethan on the side, shook his finger and said,

  "It's impossible to use bullets alone, but if we add those shells with extraordinary effects, as long as the weight is enough, even the protective barrier of the 'Silver Knight' can be blasted to pieces."

  Danitz looked at the steel giant warships that looked like monsters on the colorful scrolls created by Ethan using magic, and couldn't help but sighed,

  "Shit, it's a good thing that the 'Golden Dream' was not brought here, otherwise I might be unemployed."

  "Corpses will not be unemployed. No, if you were on the ship, you shouldn't even leave your corpse behind." Anderson mocked Danitz casually.

  "Shit." Danitz glared at Anderson angrily. He had no good feelings towards this person who had been staying on the "Golden Dream" recently. The other party spent more time in the captain's room in a day than he did in a week.

  "The real main force is here." Edwina looked up at the sky above the dock, her eyes were light blue, and she said in a very calm tone.  Chapter 654 King of the Five Seas

  "Ah?" Danitz was stunned for a moment, and then, like his captain, he looked up at the sky. As an "arsonist", he could not find any difference in the sky, whether with his naked eyes or spiritual perception.

  Orpheus and Daniels could not see anything unusual like him. Only Anderson, who was at a higher sequence, could vaguely sense the faint heaviness in the air.

  The next second, the sea breeze above suddenly rolled up, pulling quickly, and gathered in the air to form a dark wind vortex.

  The surrounding spirituality suddenly became active, and the shadow suddenly covered the dock below. In the astonished eyes of Ethan and others, a huge three-masted sailing ship covered in pure black flew out of the wind vortex in the air.

  It was hung with lanterns on both sides, nearly a hundred meters long, and hung with three black canvases. There was no obvious emblem on the ship, only a huge stone high-back chair on the deck, near the cabin.

  Anderson looked up at the huge sailing ship passing overhead, his eyes widened. Before receiving the news, he had thought of many possible developments, but he never thought that a pirate king would appear, and he was a friendly force.

  Beside him, Danitz had already exclaimed:

  "'Black Emperor'! Is this the real main force? Who invited the 'King of the Five Seas'?"

  "We have also publicized the bounty issued to pirates."

  Edwina was also surprised by the appearance of the "King of the Five Seas", but her tone remained calm.

  Hearing his captain's words, Danitz immediately explained:

  "Of course, I know, I also spread the news, but I thought it was just a show, I didn't expect that even the 'King of the Five Seas' would appear. How many gold pounds would it cost? No, how many patterned gold coins!"

  "Hey, stupid, can a being of the level of the 'Pirate King' be hired by money?"

  "That guy must have promised the 'Lawyer' the formula of the magic potion at the angel level, or clues to certain materials."

  Anderson mocked Danitz, and subconsciously thought of the scene in Mr. Fool's kingdom of God. The two blasphemous cards turned upside down on the table might be one of the Black Emperor cards.

  On the "Black Emperor", the "King of the Five Seas" Nast, wearing a scaled-down spire crown and a black-bottomed silver-edged robe, stood calmly at the bow. His dark eyes were flowing with dark red light, which seemed extremely oppressive.

  On his left, Prak Eggers, wearing a dark coat and a half-high silk hat, looked calmly at the sea in the distance, with pale flames burning faintly in his eyes.

  On the right, a young woman wearing a dark purple classical wizard robe, with silver hair and an extremely beautiful face, half leaned against the side of the ship, holding a brass helmet stained with mottled blood in both hands. She was the "mystic" Parsna, one of the ten pillars of the Moss Ascetic Order in charge of the affairs of this port, and in charge of a holy relic.

  Around the "Black Emperor", transparent spirits swam in the air in a very regular manner, stirring up wind and waves around, lifting the "Black Emperor" and floating steadily in the air.

  Parsna looked at the sea in the distance, her eyes instantly became deep, and a barely perceptible lavender glow slowly floated in her eyes.

  After a moment, she retracted her gaze, one hand wrapped around the bloodstained brass helmet in her arms, and the other hand reached into her arms, took out a playing card-sized card, and handed it to the "King of the Five Seas" Nast who was standing steadily on the bow, and said:

  "The Black Emperor card, one of the twenty-two blasphemous cards made by Emperor Roselle, has been processed by His Highness the Favored. You can borrow some power from it temporarily and exert the power of the 'Duke of Entropy'."

  "This is a one-time use, and you have to take it back to let Your Highness replenish your power after use."

  Nast nodded slightly, without saying a word, and took the Black Emperor card in his hand. This was the reward that Renekton paid him in advance to help him fight against the Intis naval fleet.

  In addition, there was a promise from Emperor Roselle that when he did not need more characteristics to maintain his own status, he would give him a "Prince of Sequence Killing" characteristic.

  Under what circumstances would a true god not need the complete three copies of Sequence One characteristics to maintain his status and jump to another path? Or, there are still some secrets hidden in the sequence path. I hope my choice is right.

  The dark red flowing in Nast's eyes became more intense. The frequent actions of the gods made him smell a hint of crisis. The future that was originally within his sight seemed to be shrouded in a layer of clouds, so he agreed to Roselle's invitation to help them confront the armies of Intis and Feysac head-on.

  The cannons on both sides of the "Black Emperor" turned around under the operation of the undead, and all aimed at the steel fleet on the sea in the distance.

  Parsna leaned against the side of the ship, and her right hand fingers gently brushed across the helmet in her hand, as if she was reminiscing about the past through it.

  After a while, she suddenly chuckled and whispered:

  "The action power of the 'Steam' Church is really unexpected. In such a short period of time, so many fleets and airships were sent to attack all ports along the coast of the Northern State and the Pass River Valley at the same time."

  "I am a little worried about whether His Highness the Favored and His Highness the 'Dark Angel' can withstand the pressure from various forces on the southern continent."     "You should be worried about whether the various forces in the southern continent can withstand their pressure. They are the spokespersons of their respective gods, the will and majesty of the gods. Except for the 'evil god' of the Rose School, it is difficult for the other angels to confront them under the eyes of the true God."

  Nast looked down at the sea in front of him and responded in a flat tone.

  As soon as the voice fell, red flames bloomed one after another on the steel fleet in the distant sea. One by one, shells with pale gold, silver, or red tails were fired, approaching at high speed and covering the entire Orleston Port.

  "Same style as always." Parsna sighed in a low voice.

  While speaking, the fingertips of her right hand placed on the brass helmet emanated pieces of light blue starlight, and a silver-white light like the morning light shone on the brass helmet.

  The light quickly spread outward, completely covering the "Black Emperor" and the surrounding area, creating an invisible and solid defense wall around it.

  Nast extended his right hand and made a forward push. The surrounding silver-white light surged again, directly covering the entire Orleston Port.

  The power of protection was transformed into a solid, gorgeous but weightless silver barrier, connected to the earth, and became unshakable.

  Bright flames exploded on the protective barrier, rendering one after another fleeting flame fireworks, and the sound of artillery bombardment and cutting through the air was heard half a beat later along with the explosion.

  The silver-white, red, or golden flames were densely packed, completely submerging the silver-white protective barrier.

  As time passed, the long-range attack of the Steam Church completely stopped. The silver-white barrier that was connected to the earth and difficult to shake began to shake, and dense cracks appeared. It was almost at the limit of its endurance and could collapse at any time.

  Nast looked ahead calmly, his eyes seemed to be observing the fleet on the sea through the silver-white barrier and the gorgeous flames.

  After a moment, he spoke in a deep and majestic voice: "It's almost done."

  Prak Eggers nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the dock behind him. Under his feet, arms full of bones, vines full of eyes, and slippery tentacles with scales intertwined to form a gloomy and terrifying staircase bridge that spiraled down. The

  sobbing cold wind exploded out of nowhere, and the light around quickly became dim. A thin layer of white mist filled the air. The originally hot summer temperature also dropped rapidly at this moment, and a layer of white frost had quietly covered the ground.

  In a flash, a bronze door covered with mysterious patterns and indescribable appeared out of thin air in the center of the staircase bridge spiraling down. It shook, creaked, cracked a gap, and slowly opened.

  On the dock below, Phoenix, who had been paying attention to the movement in the air, took a deep breath, stretched out his hands, and pushed forward, as if pushing open a door that did not exist.

  The cold wind was howling around, and a bronze door with mysterious patterns quickly appeared in front of them.

  Inside the door, there was a darkness with no end in sight. There were indescribable eyes looking out at the outside world, and a large number of strange and wriggling things that could not be seen clearly at the moment were rushing in frantically.

  In a second or two, a bronze door with mysterious patterns appeared on every street in Orleston Port, shaking, creaking, and slowly opening.

  Countless ghosts emerged from it, hovering in the air, blending into the bricks, soil, street trees, and gas lamp poles on the ground. At this moment, the underworld seemed to overlap with reality to a certain extent, and the breath of death instantly permeated, rendering the entire port like hell.

  The overly strong breath of death made the living people staying in the port feel uncomfortable instinctively, as if their bodies were dying bit by bit.

  Anderson sniffed and said uncomfortably,

  "It's so cold. It's colder than the winter in the polar sea and the North Sea. I feel like my soul is freezing."

  Beside him, Danitz, Ethan and others were curled up in a ball, shivering and struggling to speak.

  Orpheus wanted to summon a holy light to clear the surrounding death and cold aura and adjust the state of himself and others, but was stopped by Edwina,

  "Don't use the power of the sun domain. It will destroy the harmony here and make the surrounding souls, undead and natural spirits resist, which is not conducive to the next action.  Chapter 655 The Art of Gathering People

  Surrounded by the undead and floating in the air, Prak's eyes ignited with pale flames. His spirit spread out, relying on his own semi-god status, he strongly unified all the undead around him, making them orderly from chaos.

  "This is definitely the largest ritual magic I have ever used. It gathers the power of people and spirits. In a sense, it can be regarded as a man-made miracle."

  "The knowledge church's attainments in the field of magic are beyond imagination and are at the forefront of the whole world."

  With two sighs, Prak quickly calmed down and began to integrate the huge number of undead around him, letting them pray to the great existence in the language of the dead.

  The illusory and ethereal voices rose and fell, layer by layer, like a huge choir.

  "Sage who sees through the world, you are the essence of knowledge, the root of mystery, the glory of civilization, and the persistence of truth."

  Amid the prayers over and over again, a starry sky was reflected, making the entire Orleston Port shrouded in a dazzling sea of ​​stars.

  The cold and deadly aura of the dead spirits around them quickly dissipated. Under the starlight, the originally hideous souls, undead spirits, and natural spirits all exuded a sense of holiness from the inside out.

  A red flame rose from Anderson's body. The white frost on his eyebrows, hair, and clothes evaporated quickly. The stiffness in his body quickly disappeared, and the numbness in his soul gradually dissipated under the purification of the starlight.

  He glanced at the people around him who had not yet recovered from the infection of the large amount of dead spirits, and shook his head with a sigh:

  "Sure enough, at this time, I still have to rely on the strongest hunter in the Misty Sea to take action!"

  As soon as the voice fell, red flames rose around him, quickly condensing a group of flaming crows, and controlling them to fly out in all directions, using the temperature of the flames to quickly recover the stiff bodies of the people.

  Sizzle!

  As if the sound of broken glass suddenly echoed in the air, the people on the ground looked up in astonishment, and saw that the silver-white barrier formed by the materialization of the power of protection shattered into pieces of light spots, and quickly disappeared in the artillery fire.

  On the deck of the "Black Emperor" floating in the air, Parsna's eyes suddenly reflected a sea of ​​stars. Around her, one star after another emerged, densely packed, dazzling, and quickly covered the "Black Emperor". The

  "Black Emperor" wandering in the hazy starlight was like a sharp arrow, leaping out in an instant, penetrating the broken barriers and artillery fire, and rushing towards the steel fleet on the sea.

  The "Black Emperor" transformed into starlight was extremely fast. Almost in the blink of an eye, it had appeared in the fleet of Intis.

  Without giving the other party a chance to react, Nast held the Black Emperor card in one hand and supported the side of the ship with the other hand. A phantom that was eight points similar to Roselle floated out of thin air and overlapped with Nast. With

  the blessing of the power and status on the Black Emperor card, Nast, the "King of the Five Seas", briefly touched the rank of angel.

  Under his reinforcement, the "Black Emperor" was like a powerful cannonball, smashing directly into the sea, setting off a terrifying tsunami.

  At the same time, he used the "chaos" ability at the angel level, which directly affected the structure, scale standards and attack accuracy of things in a large area of ​​the surrounding sea, making it difficult for Intis's well-equipped fleet to make an effective confrontation for a short time.

  The sudden huge waves directly engulfed all the ships on the sea. Under the sweep of the waves, they either sank to the bottom of the sea, were pushed to the shore, or fell into the surrounding dangerous seas.

  The "Black Emperor" that created all this, at the moment when the power of Nast's blessing disappeared, this huge sailboat directly became virtual and drilled into the spirit world, leaving the dangerous area in the form of "spiritual wandering".

  At the dock of Orleston Port, the undead exuding a sacred breath spontaneously rushed to the sea, forming a high wall composed of countless transparent souls, replacing the previous protective barrier to block the artillery offensive of the Intis fleet.

  At the moment when the high wall was formed, Edwina took a step forward, and a layer of light blue brilliance covered her eyes. A book bound with parchment began to turn spontaneously in front of her. An all-seeing eye appeared on the pages of the book, quickly scanning the floating pages and the changing contents on them.

  In the air, Prak Eggers, who was surrounded by countless undead, suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Edwina. The aura of this "Iceberg Vice Admiral" seemed to have undergone some unknown changes at this moment, which made him feel inexplicably trembling.

  The aura exuded by the extremely noble soul, even if I became the "Death Archon", it seemed difficult to look directly at the will itself. Is this, is there a truly great existence taking action?

  This thought only flashed through Prak Eggers' mind, and the continuous attacks made him unable to distract himself from thinking about other things.

  In the dazzling sea of ​​stars, cold and indifferent eyes grew out, quickly absorbing and transmitting information, connecting everyone together to form a huge network.

  In an absolutely rational state, Edwina became extremely calm, her mind was extremely active, and she processed all the information in an orderly manner, making the most appropriate decision in the shortest possible time.

  Under her command, a group of people wearing classical wizard robes appeared in various places in the port, releasing the spells that had been prepared long ago, immersed in those transparent souls, and released them at a certain moment.

  From time to time, a golden light flashed on the souls that rushed to the front and formed a high wall, intercepting the artillery fire.     This is the "Stiano Golden Armor Technique" with the same defensive power as a Sequence 5 Guardian. After being modified by the Moss Ascetic Order and the Church of Knowledge, it has finally evolved into a group spell that can be cast by many creatures together and pieced together according to a specific structure.

  "War is the art of gathering people!"

  "But it's not only the 'War Bishop' who can truly achieve telepathy and gather the power of people, things, and spirits. The power of knowledge can also do it."

  Edwina sighed in a low voice, like a murmur or a judgment. She stood at the front of the crowd at the dock, her clothes fluttering up and down in the wind brought by the undead, her long brown hair fluttering behind her, looking heroic, rational, wise and courageous.

  Behind her, Danitz, Orpheus and others were stunned and even forgot to breathe.

  "Tsk~~ a bunch of useless guys."

  Anderson glanced at Danitz and others who were staring with eyes wide open and reluctant to even blink, and sneered with disdain. Seeing that no one responded, he pulled the corner of his mouth and said in an exclamatory tone:

  "Let me tell you an exciting news. When I was in school, I even pulled your captain's hair."

  Anderson's words were like pouring a bucket of oil on a blazing fire. With a bang, he ignited the anger in the hearts of most of the men around him.

  The eyes around him seemed to want to cut him into pieces one by one, and then throw him into the sea to feed the fish.

  "Shit, you son of a bitch."

  "Damn bastard, I didn't even..."

  The voices of the crowd condemning Anderson were quickly drowned out by the rumbling sound of the waves. Huge waves that seemed to connect the sky and the sea surged into everyone's sight.

  Even though Anderson thought he was well-informed, he couldn't help but take a step back at this moment. The oppression of the heavy waves was too strong, and there was a suffocating feeling that made people breathless.

  "Shit, how could there be such a terrible tsunami?"

  The rumbling sound of the waves and the screams of the undead mixed together, drowning out the screams and noise of the people around Anderson's ears, making him feel dizzy and dazed, as if he would fall down at any time.

  It's so uncomfortable, I can't breathe, am I going to die? In a daze, Anderson recited the honorific name of "The Fool" with difficulty:

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

  He didn't know why he wanted to recite the honorific name of Mr. "The Fool" at this time. Maybe it was an instinctive reaction when he was afraid of death, and he wanted to grab every straw that might save his life.

  As soon as Mr. Fool's honorific name was recited, he received a response. A thick gray fog surged out of his field of vision. A tall angel with twelve pairs of gray wings on his back, whose face could not be seen, flew out of the gray fog and wrapped him with his wings.

  The low hum echoing in Anderson's mind suddenly disappeared. He shook his head and let out a long breath.

  After recovering, he subconsciously looked around. The surging waves were blocked by the pale golden high wall composed of countless undead souls. They could never fall, but they were squeezing the high wall composed of undead souls and approaching the shore little by little.

  Above the gray fog, Klein watched this scene through the connection he established with Anderson. He held the blue scepter of Poseidon in his hand, but he was slow to take action to eliminate the terrifying tsunami.

  "This tsunami is mixed with extremely high-level power, some of which are like the power of the 'Black Emperor' path. The Sea God's Scepter may not be able to eliminate it easily, and..."

  After a pause, Klein glanced at "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina. He saw divinity in her, a divinity that did not belong to her, and a divinity of extremely high status.

  After just a glance, Klein looked away. The instinct of the "Fortune Teller" prevented him from peeking more, as it seemed extremely dangerous to do so.

  Edwina's state was a little strange. This did not seem like a normal descent of God. It was more like the 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom' used some method to temporarily lend his power to Edwina, allowing her to exert power beyond the sequence.

  As his thoughts floated, he saw the all-seeing eye floating on the book in front of Edwina looking at him and seeing him.

  Then, a slightly old, but extremely solemn and majestic voice echoed above the gray fog:

  "End this tsunami."