The Black Emperor

Fog Sea, "Golden Dream", Captain's Room.

"Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina put away the manuscript filled with densely packed magical symbols and Incantation, and raised her clear eyes to ask:

"Planning to leave today?"

Lorry nodded slightly:

"My teacher and I also have our own journey, the kind of journey we have to embark on."

"In short, thank you for taking care of me during this time, madam."

Edwina was silent for a few seconds, then hummed in agreement.

"Good."

After she finished speaking, she added:

"I will write to you as soon as I have any news about that matter."

--That matter refers to the deal concerning the "Prophet" Potion.

Lorry nodded, thanked him, and then, as if suddenly remembering something, said, "Oh, right, there's something else I need your help with." Edwina didn't speak, but simply gazed at him quietly with her light blue eyes.

Lorry replied:

"Given that I used Jodson's identity before, I plan to give him some compensation. I have prepared two things for this purpose, but I am not sure which one he needs."

"Once this Third Mate mate returns to the ' Golden Dream,' I hope you can help inquire about his choice."

"Compensation?" Edwina blinked.

Lorry realized something was wrong and quickly, feeling a little guilty, changed his words:

"Remuneration."

Edwina gave him a deep look, then shook her head and said, "If you're referring to the Bounty, I don't think it's necessary."

"Fifteen thousand pounds is indeed a lot, but it won't have a big impact on him—you know, we're more interested in finding treasure than looting."

"Due to overstaying his annual leave, he will not disembark from the ' Golden Dream ' for the Future two years."

"And..."

As she spoke, she pursed her lips slightly. "Jodson himself might not care about this kind of thing, and might even be happy to brag about it to Danitz and the others."

Lorry thought to himself:

"It seems the captain is aware of her subordinates' character... But the problem is, Jodson's Bounty is now much higher than 15,000 pounds..."

I don't think he can be happy...

The thought flashed through his mind, and he lowered his head, pretending to pick up a teacup, while saying:

I stand by my decision.

"Okay." Seeing this, Edwina stopped trying to persuade her, crossed her hands in front of her lower abdomen, and pretended to listen attentively.

Lorry had already prepared his answer in mind and replied without hesitation:

There are two types of compensation I can offer.

First, the Potion Formula of the "Dream Stealer".

"Secondly, the Beyonder Characteristic of the ' Faceless ' mean that, barring any unforeseen circumstances during its creation, there's a high probability of obtaining Mystical Item that alters one's appearance."

"This will greatly help improve his situation." "You found the ' Dream Stealer ' Formula?" Edwina was surprised, as Lorry had asked her about it just a while ago.

"Maybe it's because I'm Luck," Lorry said with a smile.

Edwina didn't ask any further questions. After a moment's thought, she said, "There's no need to wait for Jodson to return. He'll definitely choose the ' Faceless's ' Beyonder Characteristic."

After saying that, he added, "He's mentioned to me more than once that he doesn't plan to continue improving his Sequence."

Lorry's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "Do you know why?"

"Even if you hadn't Jodson, I was going to tell you about this anyway," Edwina said with a smile, a look of reminiscence on her face.

"From what he said, there might be some problems with your Pathway. The higher the Advancement Sequence, the more likely it is to attract unpredictable risks."

But he didn't explain the more specific details.

"What I can tell you is that his Advancement that time took place in a very special environment, which may have created some kind of connection."

Okay, my previous guess was right, I'm not the only one...

However, most people are unaware of Amon's existence, and even if they hear that malicious and mocking laughter, they would simply dismiss it as ordinary babbling...

Lost in thought, Lorry nodded slightly and smiled, "I knew about this, but I still want to thank you for reminding me, Madam. In that case..."

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket, retrieved the "Faceless's " Beyonder Characteristic from another Dimension, and handed them to "Vice Admiral Iceberg" on the Single Sofa.

After doing all this, he changed the subject:

"Also, the teacher said that the copy of ' The Groselle's Travels ' might be quite dangerous, and asked you to write to him before you study it."

"A considerable danger..." Edwina murmured, suspiciously.

"What did the teacher say?"

Lorry gave a confident "hmm".

Edwina nodded in agreement, readily replying, "I understand."

Lorry stopped talking, finished the rest of his tea, looked around the captain's cabin of the "Vice Admiral Iceberg," stood up, and bowed with his hand on his chest.

Edwina was silent for a few seconds, then stood up:

"I send you."

Meanwhile, in another sea area...

Burns Solomon, his face ashen, carried his nephew and raced across the sea, glancing back every now and then.

Damn it!

"They actually..."

Before he could finish speaking, his Spirituality intuition suddenly warned him, and sure enough, the next step he took almost resulted in him being swallowed by the suddenly formed vortex.

In a flash, the black crown on Burns' head emitted a layer of hazy light, and invisible waves swept out in all directions.

The "Exploitation" of the "Fallen Earl"!

He altered the state of the seawater, making it solidify like the earth, thus facilitating his own escape and hindering the Black Emperor's voyage.

Mumulik Solomon Lorry, who was being held in someone's hand, blinked slightly. His gaze swept over the huge black three-masted sailing ship behind him, and he saw it pause briefly in place. He then pretended to be scared and exhaled forcefully.

The uncle and nephew continued their escape.

But in just two or three seconds, their expressions changed slightly as they realized they were once again uncontrollably moving backward, rapidly approaching the "Black Emperor".

This is a "Distortion" at the Demigod level! Nast, the "King of the Five Seas," has Distortion their will to escape!

Burns' eyes sharpened, and the black crown on his head shone once more.

To counter "Distortion" with "Distortion"!

As the light faded, their backward charge slowed considerably.

But it hasn't stopped yet.

Burns understood the reason: Nast, the "King of the Five Seas," was already Sequence 3 "Frenzy Mage," whose control over the rules far surpassed his own.

For every move he makes, I have to use at least two or even three to counter it.

The thought flashed through his mind, Burns once again infused the "Earl's Coronet" with Spirituality, preparing to continue Distortion the rules and breaking free from the limitations he was subject to.

However, at this moment, a dark light traversed the distance and appeared out of thin air in front of the uncle and nephew, engulfing them without giving them any chance to react.

Mumulik couldn't help but swallow hard, his face contorted in a mournful expression:

"Uncle, stop struggling, we can't escape!"

Even if you have the "Earl's Coronet," a Sequence 4 Sealed Artifact, you're no match for Nast, the "King of the Five Seas." Just give up resisting. At worst, you can give him the "Earl's Coronet."

"We are all descendants of Solomon; he might not necessarily kill us."

Burns snorted and said irritably:

"Madness!

You think I don't want to?

"Everyone else died on this mission except for us, and we also lost the ' Earl's Coronet.' Do you think we'd have a good ending even if we survived?"

"The Council of Elders will never let us off easily!"

"Even the slightest..."

Before he could finish speaking, a chilling cold suddenly ran through his heart.

He then realized that this was Nast's "Bestowal," which had demoralized him and his nephew, causing them to become pessimistic.

What a fitting title for "King of the Five Seas"! Burns was seething with rage.

But he knew he was no match for them, and didn't entertain any impulsive thoughts. His mind raced, and he quickly used "Earl's Coronet," "Fallen Earl," "Use," "Use!"

He changed the rules, bringing the "loss of fighting spirit" state to an early end, and at the same time, stopping his counter-attack.

"Nast! "Burns scoffed silently, then turned and left without hesitation.

But then, a majestic voice came from afar:

"Stop!"

Suddenly, Burns felt an indescribable pressure.

He naturally didn't want to stay and wait to die, and desperately tried to resist the other party's pressure, but several times when he tried to lift his foot, he was horrified to find that his body wouldn't obey his commands.

It seems the other party's orders supersede my own will!

What's going on? The Council of Elders isn't without "Frenzy Mage," but they've never given me this feeling before! Burns was terrified.

At the same time, filled with Despair, he couldn't help but turn around and forcefully lower his head towards the "Black Emperor".

Yu Guangzhong watched as the huge black three-masted sailing ship rapidly approached.

Burns ' heart sank to the bottom as he watched the "Black Emperor" advance relentlessly, feeling as if shrouded in a huge shadow. Suddenly, the indescribable majesty vanished, leaving him momentarily stunned.

Burns froze for a few seconds, then looked up in disbelief and saw the vast sea where the "Black Emperor" had vanished without a trace!

"They're gone?!"

Completely bewildered, he couldn't help but mutter a question to his nephew.

Mumulik breathed a long sigh of relief, having survived the ordeal, and nodded vigorously:

"They're gone!"

After he finished speaking, the uncle and nephew looked at each other in bewilderment.

On the azure sea, a massive three-masted sailing ship covered in pure black suddenly appeared, quickly transforming from an illusion into a fixed gaze, becoming a colossal object.

As his gaze swept over the nearly 100-meter-long black sailboat, its three sides draped with black canvas like flags, Danitz trembled involuntarily.

"Black, Black Emperor!"

"Captain, the Black Emperor is here!" His shout instantly alerted everyone on the Golden Dream, including Edwina and Lorry, who rushed out of the captain's cabin.

"Looks like you can't see me off." Lorry glanced at the "Vice Admiral Iceberg," smiled, and nodded. "See you again, ma'am."

"You should leave now."

As he spoke, his figure vanished in a flash, reappearing on the deck of the Ghost Ship.

Edwina turned to look at the Ghost Ship, paused for a few seconds, then reached out and took out a conch-shaped Charm, placed it to her lips, and calmly gave the command:

"Raise the sails and set sail!"

"All Beyonder, assemble! Be ready to unleash the ' Wind-blessed Sail '!"