In Port Belen's hidden stronghold, several Investigation Bureau members sat around a simple table. On the table were several maps of Port Belen and some documents.
"Captain, so far we have fully grasped the target's whereabouts." Adjutant Helena pointed to a location on the map. Her voice was a little tired, but her eyes were sharp. "You can consider taking action at any time."
Edgar nodded, his face still hidden in the shadow of the brim of his hat, but his tight lips showed the seriousness in his heart.
"Don't act rashly yet. Considering the difficulty of the target, this may be a trap." His voice was low, with a commanding majesty. "The original plan needs to be re-evaluated to find a plan to maximize the use of the current situation while ensuring the completion of the mission."
"Captain, the headquarters just sent new instructions through the informant installed by Port Belen." Another team member Lina came over. She handed over a sealed document with General Bureau of Investigation printed on it.'s top encrypted fire paint, "This was issued directly through secret channels, requiring us to immediately conduct a more in-depth investigation into the illegal activities of 'Eternal Life Blessing Cult' in Port Belen, and take decisive action if necessary."
Edgar took the file, opened the seal, and quickly browsed the contents. The text on the document is concise and direct, with no redundant explanations, but the sense of urgency and the level of orders revealed between the lines show that this matter has attracted the attention of General Bureau of Investigation's senior management.
"'Eternal Life Blessing Cult' may be related to the legend of 'Soul Lord', and they are preparing a ship with the intention of going to Black Reef Bay or Sunken Horn. They must be stopped at all costs!" Edgar read out the key information in the file, and his brows furrowed deeper. Eternal Life Cult, Black Reef Bay, Soul Lord... These words are connected together, enough to make any extraordinary person who knows the secret history of Port Belen feel uneasy.
"At this time?" Anles frowned. He was vaguely aware that this order conflicted with their mission. This was obviously not a reasonable order, unless things were really that bad. "Then what should we do about our goal? Give up temporarily?"
Edgar pursed his lips, thought for a while and then decided, "We can't let go of any opportunity. The target may leave Port Belen at any time, but if the intelligence is true, we can't let Eternal Life Cult achieve his ambition... Everyone except Helena will give priority to Eternal Life Cult. Helena, you can just continue to follow up."
Anles grinned, "I have no problem, but do I really want to leave the 'Canary' alone?"
"For now, we can only let the birds fly a little longer."
Helena shrugged and said helplessly.
"What bird? Did a bird break into the stronghold?"
At this moment, Philip, who had been sent away to inquire about information, came back. He only heard the last sentence, so he asked questions blankly.
Looking at the new picket, the captain Edgar sighed. "Philip just came back, hurry up and get ready, we are going to 'visit' the local church."
The boy blinked, with an excited look on his face, "Really? Are we going to forcefully break into their church?"
"No." Edgar denied, "Let's go to the shipyard."
*
At the same time, a small shipyard in Port Belen.
This place has been completely transformed into a temporary chapel, with statues of gods, incense, inexplicable prayers, and cross-shaped decorations everywhere.
In a dark and hidden secret room, the atmosphere was tense and depressing.
"Cult Leader, the ship has been arranged and the supplies have been loaded." A tall and thin man bowed and reported to the figure on the main seat, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone, "But there is news that people from the Investigation Bureau seem to have appeared in the port area. Should we be more cautious?"
The figure on the main seat was shrouded in shadow, and only a vague outline could be seen, but its voice carried a convincing sense of power, as if it sounded directly in the listener's mind.
"Are they unable to hold back anymore?" The voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of understanding. "Don't panic, I have 'foreseen' everything. Their target is not us, and even... their arrival will create opportunities for us. All of this is the will of Our God."
The leader in the shadow seemed to raise his hand slightly, and a ring with a red cross loomed over him. "Where's 'Eye of the Tide'? Do you have any more information?"
"Ms. Sivell is still unwilling to cooperate." The tall and thin man replied, his tone even more cramped. "She seems to be waiting for something. We have tried various methods, but she is determined and refuses to reveal any more information about the ruins of Black Reef Bay."
"It doesn't matter." The leader's voice was full of disdain, "The power of 'foreseeing' guides us. Eye of the Tide is just an assistant. Even without her, the secret of Black Reef Bay and the entrance of Sunken Horn will be opened to us at midnight tomorrow."
He paused and then added, "Continue to monitor her closely and don't let her run away or see anyone, but remember not to use too strong methods against her. Otherwise..."
"Yes." The tall and thin man responded, feeling shocked.
"I heard that the church was invaded." The being in the shadow seemed to suddenly remember something at this time, "Tell me, why?"
Hearing this, the tall and thin man was stunned. He originally wanted to ask why Cult Leader didn't foresee this incident, but he was asked back. He could only say hesitantly, "There is such a thing... The intruder is a transcendent. I'm not sure if he's Investigation Bureau's lackey. That person has been repelled by Master 'Ballista Rock', but Master 'Ballista Rock' was also seriously injured..."
"That was not an injury, but a trial given to him by Our God. When he recovers from the trauma, he will become stronger than ever before." The leader refuted coldly, "I didn't tell you in advance because I was afraid of ruining his good deeds."
"Is this like this?" The tall and thin man was stunned for a while, and then he prayed excitedly and fervently, "As expected of the 'all-knowing' Cult Leader!"
"Don't worry about things in the church. The current focus still has to be on sailing." The leader's voice sounded again, with an unquestionable order, "The ship must set off on time at midnight tomorrow, and enter the '' before everyone else." Sunken Horn'. There are great secrets buried there, enough to make Our God happy... At that time, you will also be blessed by Our God and enjoy 'eternal life' and 'immortality' like us."
He seemed to smile, and his outline in the darkness trembled slightly, with a hint of fanatical expectation in his smile.
"Go, my dear brothers and sisters, and offer your loyalty to the Blessed One for eternal life."
The believers in the basement lowered their heads one after another, with fanatical looks on their faces. "For eternal life! For the Blessed One!"
Their whispers came together like some ancient spell growing in the darkness.