Take Me Aboard!
"Boom!"
Dust filled the air; the devastating attack had nearly split the room in two. From the depths of the corridor came the sounds of servants screaming and running. The consequences of this attack were already evident: Luther's actions had been exposed!
A figure stepped through the broken door and into the room.
He was a very tall middle-aged man with two straight swords on his back. His light golden hair was neatly combed back, and his expression was unusually Indifference.
Your Excellency Princess.
He calmly said to Sophia in Feysac, "Please come to me."
"Brush!"
As he uttered those words, Luther saw a silver light rapidly approaching him, its brilliance as dazzling as the morning sun.
"Um?"
On the other side of Bayam, in the admiral's private residence, Amyrius suddenly looked up at the empty void.
"What's wrong?"
His mistress Cynthia, asked in confusion.
This woman has blonde hair and blue eyes, exuding feminine grace while retaining a touch of youthful energy.
"Something's not right at the Governor's Mansion; I need to go check it out."
Admiral Amyrius abruptly stood up, straightening his crisp military uniform. His expression became extremely serious, only softening slightly when he looked at Cynthia. "You stay here. Don't go out."
"Bang!"
Before he could finish giving his instructions, another explosion was heard.
Turning to look out the window, in the direction of the Governor's Mansion, a crimson firework of Flesh was exploding in mid-air.
On the Square in front of the main hall of the Governor's Mansion's Mansion.
"Klein's intelligence was wrong."
Several crisscrossing sword energies tore through the brick pavement of the Square. Luther, holding Roy King in one hand, thought to himself.
"Despair."
The tall man landed on the opposite side, holding a straight sword in both hands. A complex dark green symbol appeared in each of his eyes, scanning Luther's body as if he were observing something.
His Spirituality overflowed, and judging from his rank, he was undoubtedly Sequence 4 Extraordinary!
An unexpected third Sequence 4!
Is he Feysac people of Sophia's guards? Then he must be Demigod of the "Warrior" Pathway, a "Demon Hunter."
Luther quickly made a judgment in his mind.
To be honest, it's a bit troublesome.
Luther was confident he could handle two Sequence 4. But if there was one more, he wouldn't be able to deal with him in his normal state, and that "Sea King" might return at any time.
The dark green symbol in the eyes of the Demon Hunter opposite him disappeared. He narrowed his eyes and applied light gray ointment to the two straight swords.
The next instant, his figure vanished from the spot.
Luther immediately drew his Blade of Flesh and Spirit and held it in front of him.
"Boom!"
The straight sword struck his jet-black Greatsword, producing a loud bang. He saw the layer of ointment on the straight sword evaporating and shimmering, actually resisting the Corrosion of the "Blade of Flesh and Spirit" to some extent.
The Demigod "Demon Hunter" glanced at the black Greatsword in his hand, his eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly retreated before the Corrosion could consume all the ointment.
"Aurora Order?"
He asked in a low voice.
Damn it.
Luther cursed inwardly, gave him a cold glance, and slowly retreated with Roy King in tow. There were actually three Demigod on the island, which was beyond his expectations. Leaving before they arrived to surround them was the wisest choice.
"Wait for me, Blood Bishop Your Excellency! Bring me onto your ship too!"
At that moment, Sophia Einhorn rushed out of the front hall and onto the Square. As she ran, she shouted to Luther.
Luther ignored her, focusing instead on the eyes of the Demigod opposite him.
Clearly, he wasn't going to grant Sophia's request. Although he didn't know what had happened to her, the Demigod obviously wouldn't agree; taking her on board would only increase his hostility and make his attacks more ferocious.
Your Excellency Princess.
The "Demon Hunter" stopped her while observing Luther, and did not make any further moves.
Sure enough, his priority was Sophia. As long as I didn't show any hostility, he wouldn't escalate the situation. Luther thought to himself, and with a gust of wind, he pulled Roy King away.
But just then, he suddenly heard a lazy voice.
"Take her with you."
Medici spoke from inside his body.
He hadn't made his presence felt in a long time, but his words immediately caused Luther considerable trouble.
Are you kidding me?
Luther asked coldly.
"I'm not kidding, she's useful to me."
The evil spirit of the Red Angel readily offered its reason. "This is a direct descendant of the Einhorn Family."
Why should I listen to you?
Luther couldn't take it anymore. Medici, that idiot, seemed to have no idea what was going on. He couldn't delay any longer!
"Haven't you always wanted to know what's inside your head?"
Medici's voice held a hint of amusement, "If you can take her away, I'll tell you what I know."
"!"
Luther paused.
"Swear to your Lord."
He didn't hesitate for long before speaking in a deep voice.
"Okay, I swear."
Medici scoffed, "In the name of the Creator I believe in."
Although His tone was flippant, a certain Spirituality connection convinced Luther that this guy was serious.
Luther took a deep breath.
Below the Square, Sophia Einhorn watched him float up, her beautiful eyes filled with disappointment. But to her surprise, the Blood Bishop paused in mid-air, then suddenly turned and descended!
"Sorry to keep you waiting again."
Luther said to Roy King, and in the latter's helpless gaze, the dark shadow beneath him instantly spread upwards, covering his entire body and making him grow taller, turning him into a small Giant of two and a half meters.
Black Knight, Armored Up!
Under Sophia's gaze, a mixture of surprise and fear, the Giant in deep black armor raised his right hand toward the sky.
"Bang!"
A mass of Flesh shot out from his palm, soaring into the sky and exploding into a crimson firework in mid-air.
Meanwhile, at the port of Blue Mountain Island.
"Waaah--"
With the ship's horn blaring, when a gleaming, metallic ironclad warship entered the harbor, the other vessels automatically gave way, allowing it to enter the dock first. This was both a sign of respect for the Royal Navy and a way to minimize the risk of trouble.
On the port's control tower, soldiers were waving flags and sending signals.
"That flag signal means right, he's asking for our ship's designation!"
Anderson used the Ritual of the Church of Knowledge to record the relevant information, and immediately instructed the Sailor beside him, "Do as I told you, tell them we are from Oravi Island to provide assistance!"
Looking at the coastal defense guns on both sides of the harbor, a slight sheen of sweat appeared on his forehead; he was on high alert.
Fortunately, the information provided by the Hanged Man was more reliable than that of Klein. After a series of flag signals, they successfully deceived the control center, entered the inner harbor, and successfully docked at the pier.
Almost simultaneously, Anderson saw Flesh fireworks rising in the direction of the Governor's Mansion in the distance.
"The captain has given the signal!"
He immediately shouted to his men, "Fire!"