Pages of a Holy Bible

Perhaps because the "Sun" Pathway rejects other Characteristic, this Mystical Item reverts to its pure Beyonder Characteristic, which are extracted from the material that contains it.

"To possess Mystical Item of Demigod- level quality... that rear admiral is no ordinary person."

Luther put away the burning black arm bone, thinking to himself.

Looking around, the Steam was almost completely burned. He had salvaged anything with any Spirituality, and there was nothing left to worry about... Hmm?

He suddenly noticed what appeared to be a few pieces of paper on the tattered deck. This was strange, because the ship had just been bathed in intense sunlight; under such high temperatures, the hull itself had been ignited. How could a few ordinary pieces of paper have survived?

Puzzled, Luther walked over and picked up the few pieces of paper.

It was an ordinary sheet of paper without any extraordinary elements, looking as if it had been torn from some ancient book. On the paper were lines of handwritten Ancient Feysac Script.

After a brief reading, Luther found that the text resembled some kind of Holy Bible. However, based on his knowledge as Secrets Suppliant, the descriptions on these papers did not belong to the seven existing True God or other evil gods or Concealment beings. If he had to say, it was somewhat similar to the Holy Bible of the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun, but also different.

I seem to vaguely remember these papers... they were the ones wrapped around that Grade 0 Sealed Artifact!

He quickly recalled the scene he had seen before.

"What's wrong?"

Antiya's voice came from above. A huge black three-masted sailing ship was right next to it, making the Steam look tiny. The Angel girl rested her arms on the railing of the ship's gunwale, looked down at Luther, and seeing that his expression was not right, she called out.

"Nothing."

Luther snapped out of his reverie and began collecting all the seemingly ordinary sheets of paper. These papers must be something special; he planned to keep them safe and study them later when he had time. With that, the ship was utterly worthless. He rode the wind back to the black three-masted sailing ship.

Sonia Sea, Black Lake Island.

In the heart of the island, a meeting of sea kings and Pirate Admiral is about to begin. Around the meeting place, the pirates under Nast, the "King of the Five Seas," keep a close watch, keeping the idle pirates who come to watch the spectacle at a distance. They dare not express their dissatisfaction with Nast's men, and can only watch the procession of kings and generals from afar, offering their opinions and criticisms.

"Is that [Blood Bishop] Alexander Gascoigne? He doesn't look like him, and why isn't he wearing a red robe?"

"Yes, I heard that his robes were stained red with blood..."

"A bunch of idiots, because that's not a [Blood Bishop]!"

One of the pirates scoffed, "That's his first mate, Anderson Hood, the Strongest Hunter in the Fog Sea! Judging from the looks of it, the Blood Bishop, like the King of Immortality, hasn't disembarked but has sent his men as representatives to this meeting."

"Anderson of the Fog Sea, I know him. That guy knows how he became the first mate of the [Blood Bishop], from a pirate Hunter to a pirate."

"Tch, 'Strongest Hunter' is just a title. He can't compare to the first mate of the King of the Sea. The one behind him clearly has a brighter future..."

The pirates argued incessantly, but their eyes were all fixed on the distance.

There, a wide river runs through the island, connecting the outer Sea with the black lake in the center of the island.

The meeting place set up by Nast, the "King of the Five Seas," was in the center of the Black Lake, and this waterway was under strict surveillance, allowing only his Fleet and the Ships of other sea kings and generals to pass through.

"Stop staring at me..."

Anderson stood on the deck of the receiving Ships, a relaxed smile on his face, but his mind was already tense.

The captain, who was absent from the meeting, was under immense pressure attending a meeting between major maritime powers. He had resolved not to express any explicit opinion at the meeting, but simply to Record everyone's remarks and, when asked, to say something like, "I will relay this to the captain."

The Fleet didn't linger on the river for long. Unseen rules influenced the boats, and the distances became chaotic. Before Anderson could react, the boat beneath his feet had already reached the shore of Black Lake.

At that moment, he noticed a house standing on the shore of Black Lake, and several strangely shaped pirate ships moored in the lake next to it, including "Golden Dream of " Vice Admiral Iceberg "Edwina Edwards.

Is the meeting place for the Pirate Admiral separate from that for the kings?

Nast has way too many rules...

Anderson was somewhat disappointed. He had hoped to get some support from Edwina, but now it seemed he would have to rely on himself.

Several groups of pirates were disembarking from the ship, facing each other. He could hear the host's voice from afar. "... At this conference, Admiral of Stars" is absent due to Your Excellency circumstances, and Your Excellency Vice Admiral of Ailment has been arrested."

Please, Your Excellency, five generals, take your seats in the hall...

Haha, the arrest of "Vice Admiral of Ailment" is an achievement for our Fleet...

Anderson thought to himself as the Ships ventured deeper into the center of the lake.

"The Admiral of Stars didn't come? That's unusual."

"Admiral of Blood," Senor chuckled softly, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes, "She was always the most enthusiastic one before, I wonder what happened this time that made her even miss the meeting..."

"Senor, when did you become so concerned about her?"

"Vice Admiral Hell?" Ludwell asked emotionlessly, his voice coming through the mask, as cold as a winter wind.

"Heh, it's never a bad thing to know more intelligence."

Senor replied, then glanced at the "Vice Admiral Iceberg" beside him, "Like you, you seem to have some connection with that [Blood Bishop's ] first mate?"

"... It's none of your business."

Edwina withdrew her gaze from Anderson's retreating figure and answered calmly.

"I'm just curious, everyone, why do you think the King of the Five Seas would invite the [Blood Bishop]? And bring his people into the gathering of kings, doesn't that mean he intends to accept him as the Fifth King of the Sea?"

Senor continued.

His topic was quite sensational, and "Vice Admiral Dusk" and "Vice Admiral Deep Sea" listened thoughtfully.

"Those are things we can't decide."

Ludwell said, "If you're really interested, you can raise your strength to Demigod. Perhaps Nast Your Excellency will think more highly of you and invite you to the center of the lake as well."

His words were meant to be sarcastic, but Senor smiled slightly after hearing them.

I hope your words will come true.

He said.

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