The Black Throne's Whereabouts

The Forsaken Land of the Gods, Afternoon Town.

In order to explore, the City of Silver team members dispersed throughout the town. After experiencing various dangerous changes and killing some Monster, a makeshift team of five people arrived at the center of the town.

There, there is a church that has mostly collapsed.

The church was tall and magnificent, with thick stone pillars supporting brick and stone arches. Its main entrance was so spectacular that even Giant would find it too wide to pass through.

Stay vigilant.

Chief Colin of City of Silver spoke in a deep voice, leading his team across the gate.

"Yes!"

Derrick responded along with Haim and Joshua.

He glanced Consciousness at Elder Lovia beside him, then tightened his grip on the "Hurricane Axe".

The latter remained calm, as if unaware of the gazes directed at him, and strode straight into the Temple.

After passing through the largely collapsed forecourt, the group arrived at the prayer hall.

They discovered that the idols had been destroyed, but the candles on the altar had been lit by someone. A figure dressed in a simple White Robe knelt before the altar, making prayer gestures while saying something with tears streaming down his face.

Only when everyone approached warily could they hear his words clearly.

He said, "Almighty Lord, I confess that I tempted Sasrir, and the kings frequently plotted in the Palace that belonged to Twilight..."

"The people of this town have changed at some point; they've set up secret Altar, performed strange Ritual, and done all sorts of things you don't allow."

"Then darkness rose, then flames burned, then Degeneration, bloodshed, decay, slaughter, Filth, and shadows flowed and engulfed the land."

"They have betrayed the Lord... they have betrayed the Lord!"

The not-so-loud sound resonated like thunder, shaking the hearts of every explorer of City of Silver.

After sending Roy King away, the Fleet enjoyed a period of rest and recuperation.

Beyond the safe shipping lanes of the Sonia Sea, there are many hidden harbors that cater specifically to pirates or vessels operating in the gray area. "Sea Serpent" Walter, a former pirate captain, was well aware of this and guided his Fleet to a secluded group of islands.

The ship needed maintenance, and the crew longed for a break. Luther decided to give everyone a holiday, while he himself stayed on board to consider what to do next.

After much thought, I have three things to do in the near future:

Continue the search for the "Vice Admiral of Ailment";

Continue digesting the Potion;

Searching for the Black Throne.

First, according to Qonas's confession, the Demoness Sect was the Oldest One link in the maritime human trafficking chain. He wanted to start with Tracy, eliminate these Filth and damned Demoness, and settle both old and new scores.

Secondly, Degeneration people can indeed help digest the Potion. Even if he is searching for a suitable target, he needs to continue his voyage and select the Degeneration. Demoness, who are corrupted in both body and mind, are excellent materials.

Finally, there's the "Black Throne"...

Thinking of this, Luther lowered his head.

He was sitting at the table, his palm facing up on a piece of white paper. A black key was silently floating in his open palm.

The key to the "Black Throne"!

A prop created by Roselle and forcibly bound to his body!

The tip of the Black Key, like a compass, was pointing steadily in one direction. That must be the direction where the Black Throne was located.

Thump.

After glancing at his pocket watch, Luther picked up a pen and made a black dot where the key indicated. There were already many black dots on the white paper, so he continued to make black dots on the white paper at regular intervals until the black dots were dense enough to represent something.

While sailing at sea, the direction of the key was unreliable because the ship itself was moving. Now that he was back on land, he could finally observe the key's position steadily. Then he discovered that the key had actually been turning slightly the whole time.

"Swish, swish."

Luther connected all the black dots with his pen, and a standard arc quickly appeared on the white paper.

We started heading back.

He muttered to himself.

In short, he discovered that the "Black Throne" was moving in a cyclical pattern!

Luther quickly spread out a world map on the table, then picked up the blank paper, took out a sextant, and gestured at the Sea outside. With the nautical knowledge he had learned during this time and the Beyonder Ability of a "Seafarer," he finally succeeded in drawing two straight lines with an angle on the nautical chart, and then colored in a fan-shaped area of shade.

That fan-shaped area stretched across the Rorsted Archipelago, across the Berserk Sea, and finally projected itself into the Fog Sea.

The Black Throne's trajectory lies within this fan-shaped area.

"The area is too large, it's hard to find."

Luther shook his head, thinking to himself.

"Meow."

In the corner, Luna, who had been lying on the box, straightened up and barked, seemingly annoyed that Luther was too noisy and disturbing her rest.

"What are you yelling about? It's because your Divination is useless. Otherwise, would I need to go through all this trouble?"

Luther said to the black cat.

The "Black Throne" was naturally imbued with the ability to resist Divination and Prophecy. Before this, Luther had tried to have Luna perform Divination, but Luze only sniffed the key and then looked dumbfounded.

However, there are still solutions.

Luther placed the pen on another point on the map, radiating out a fan shape that intersected with the previous fan shape, creating an overlapping area.

As long as you continue sailing at sea, constantly changing collection points and drawing trajectory maps, the overlapping part of the fan shape will become smaller and smaller, and the area you need to explore will also become smaller.

Once the Demoness Sect in the Sonia Sea is wiped out, a suitable area for exploration should be identified...

Luther was thinking this when suddenly he saw something flying towards him through the window.

When he first noticed the thing, it was still quite far from the captain's Captain's Cabin, but in the next moment, it traversed the long distance, floated in through the window, and landed on the table in front of Luther.

It was a black invitation.

"Your Excellency, Blood Bishop Your Excellency."

The invitation was placed on the table. A bow was made, and a voice rang out, "On behalf of White Maple Earl, King of the Five Seas, Nast Solomon, I extend this invitation to you. The Pirate Assembly will be held soon, and we cordially welcome your attendance."

After saying these words, Qing Shu stopped moving and landed straight on the table.

"Meow?"

Luna jumped onto the table, sniffing the invitations curiously, and tried to touch them with her front paws. Luther pushed her away and picked up the invitations instead.

This pure black paper has only an Intis- style noble coat of arms, without any specific time or place.

Oh right, speaking of which, there's that too...

Luther gradually began to recall.