The dock was filled with smoke and dust, and the burnt smell of sawdust and rust mixed with the smell of blood settled and fermented in the air. Edgar Standing in front of the slowly burning wreckage of the largest three-masted sailboat, the soles of his boots stepped on the blackened, twisted and broken keel, making a harsh crunching sound.
This "target" that was hidden deep in the dock by Cult of Eternal Life did not even have much resistance, and was completely reduced to a pile of burning waste wood.
The tongues of fire licked the remaining hull, reflecting the still vigilant faces of Anles and Lina. Philip's face was still pale, and the hand holding the staff was trembling slightly, obviously he had not recovered from the previous magic.
Eternal Life Blessing Cult's desperate resistance did not put much burden on them. The only injury was Anles, and his wounds came from the magic of his teammates.
"Is this the end?" Anles spat, wiping the wound on his face that was cut by the gravel, and looked around the messy battlefield. The corpses of Cult of Eternal Life believers were scattered on the ground, and the flames engulfed the wooden structure, making crackling sounds.
"It went so well." Edgar's voice came through the thick smoke, cold and solemn. The shadow under the brim of his hat obscured his expression, but the ominous premonition spread as if it were real. He raised his foot and crushed a burning wooden board, and scanned the ruins of the entire shipyard with his sharp eyes. "They went to great lengths to set up this trap, using the lives of believers and this ship as bait, just to hold us back?"
Lina supported the crumbling Philip, frowning when he heard this. "Captain, you mean..."
"The core figure of the divine religion, the guy called the 'leader' has not appeared yet." Edgar interrupted her, her voice as low as iron, "The real target may have been moved long ago."
The team members looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.
After Edgar thought for a moment, his expression suddenly changed. He quickly took out Communication Crystal from the inside of his windbreaker. A faint blue light briefly lit up. "Helena, report the target's situation. Repeat, Helena, report the target's situation!"
The crystal was silent, and only the weak magic flow inside made an extremely subtle sound, as if the signal was completely isolated from some invisible barrier.
Edgar tried twice more, but the crystal was still like a cold stone, with no response.
Anles's expression changed. "Helena Something happened over there?"
Although the adjutant lady did not participate in this encirclement and suppression operation, Anles knew that her task was the most arduous among the team. After all, Eternal Life Blessing Cult was just an accident. Their core target was the "canary" from beginning to end.
Edgar pursed her lips tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from exertion. Helena lost contact, and the core members of Cult of Eternal Life also disappeared without a trace. What was originally a simple task seemed to become more troublesome and confusing as time went by.
"Anles, take Lina and Philip to search the area around the dock immediately, looking for other secret passages or signs of diversion, focusing on any clues that may be related to ports and ships." Edgar's voice was filled with unquestionable urgency, "I'm going to Sycamore Inn alone. Start taking action immediately!"
"Yes!"
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Li Wen pushed the door and walked into Sycamore Inn. There were a few passengers sitting sporadically in the hall. Her eyes swept across the window seat at the right time. The armchair where Victoria usually sat was empty. Only half a cup of cool black tea was left, glowing coldly on the table.
It seemed that His Highness Princess was not very happy to stay in a warm and comfortable hotel. Li Wen walked up the stairs, the soles of her boots making a creaking sound as she stepped on the wooden steps. The door behind her opened in response. She turned around and saw Moria standing in the backlight, with no trace of sadness or joy on her always calm face.
"Miss Mephisto." He nodded slightly, his voice hoarse than usual, "What a coincidence."
Li Wen stopped at the corner of the stairs, the shadow covering half of her face just right, "Have you gone to see the fortune teller?"
"I've seen it before." Moria took a few steps closer, and dark stains were faintly visible on the cuffs. "But the situation is more complicated than expected."
This is obviously not a place for communication. Li Wen went upstairs and pushed open his room, and Moria followed him in naturally. The young priest's movement of closing the door with his backhand was smooth and smooth, as if it should be so.
Li Wen raised his eyebrows and said nothing more, "Didn't you try to rescue her?"
The pastor shook his head slightly. "According to Ms. Sivell, she has been cursed, and it will be sensed once she leaves the house. She suggested that I should not alert the snake for the time being."
If it were the previous Moria, it would be easy to break such a curse.
"I found something interesting under Eternal Life Blessing Cult's church." Li Wen took off his hood and Crow Feather Dagger turned it around in his fingers, "Do you remember what Joseph has been looking for for thirty years?"
Moria stared, "Two-tailed Mermaid statue?"
"I found exactly the same thing there. The material and the smell are exactly the same." Li Wen took out a glass bottle from his pocket, which contained a dark viscous liquid. "But the real trouble is that a wisp of Soul Lord's Remnant Soul is sealed in the statue. I think you should understand what this means."
The sun shines through the gauze curtain of the window and casts a cobweb-like halo in the glass bottle. Moria took the bottle and felt a coldness and deathly silence that seemed to penetrate the soul. Just the slightest contact made people shudder.
Obviously, these are not the traces that ordinary Decay Lineage transcendent beings can leave.
Since Soul Lord can tear off Remnant Soul and place it in the statue, it naturally means that the seal is no longer strong. He has the possibility of breaking away from the seal and regaining freedom at any time. All he needs is some relatively insignificant help.
Eternal Life Blessing Cult may be one of the characters who provided this help; the original Roberts Pirate Group may also be, but they have been destroyed. The remnant party headed by Joseph is missing. Will their target be there too?
Black Reef Bay and Sunken Horn, Port Belen are the final burial place of all secrets and history, where all forces and clues will intersect and collide.
This is what the diviner said.
"Ms. Sivell reminded me that the people of Eternal Life Blessing Cult will set sail from Xihaikou." Moria said simply, "If you want to stop them, setting off now is the last time."
If it was before coming into contact with the mysterious player, Li Wen might not have any objections to this, but now...
"Then let them set sail." There was no hesitation or hesitation in her tone. "I would like to see how they can release that Soul Lord."