Sonia Sea, Passo Island, Abyss of Storm Church.
This is the headquarters within the Church of Storms headquarters, a temple within a temple, a place favored by the gods.
Here, the murals, outlined in colors such as azure, silver, green, and gold, appear rough yet carry a sense of sacred majesty. Coupled with the dome that is over 100 meters high, simply standing here makes one feel one's own insignificance and involuntarily lower one's head.
Alger Wilson has passed the ritual and "truly" become a Sequence 5 " Ocean Songster." He has come here with the same group of ascendants, waiting to hear the teachings of Pope Gad II.
Sure enough, overdosing on Potion really does make it easy to lose control. I've already digested all the previous ones, but this time I still almost couldn't handle it... Once I leave Passo Island, I'll borrow the " Unshadowed Crucifix " from the " The Sun " to eliminate any unnecessary traits. This will not only earn me money, but also allow me to secretly cultivate some Beyonder are loyal to me... Alger, using the reflection of the blue stone bricks on the ground, saw that his hair was a little darker and thicker.
At that moment, the sound of musical instruments, as loud as thunder, resounded, exploding in the hearts of every Beyonder and spreading immense fear.
Pope Gad II, holding his scepter, stepped forward, ascended the steps, faced the crowd, and spoke in a deep, resonant voice:
Congratulations, everyone! You have taken another step closer to the Lord.
He wore a triple crown inlaid with sapphires, emeralds and other gemstones, and a dark blue, almost black robe embroidered with patterns symbolizing lightning, Storm and the ocean in gold and silver silk threads. His aura was profound and majestic, giving the impression that a great Storm was about to strike.
This Angel on Earth, the spokesperson for the " Lord of Storms," is a middle-aged man who appears to be only in his forties, but everyone knows that Gad II has been in charge of the Council of Cardinals for nearly a century.
As Blessed the gods, such longevity is not surprising to believers; there is nothing to fear about it, it is a very normal thing.
Upon hearing the Pope's congratulations, Alger didn't hesitate. He followed the other " Ocean Songster," clenching his right fist, striking his left chest, and shouting:
" Storm above!"
For the next fifteen minutes, they listened quietly to Gad II's sermon.
After completing this process, Alger received his mission from a " Mandated Punisher " senior deacon: to go to Sonia Island, lie in ambush in the surrounding waters, and look for opportunities to attack the port, supply fleet, and Feysac merchant ships.
Inside the Hall family's luxurious villa in Backlund, Queens Borough.
Audrey had just put on her blue cloak and was preparing to head to the " Loen Charity Bursary Foundation " on Phelps Street with her golden retriever Susie, her maid Annie, and others when she saw her father, Earl Hall, enter through the main entrance.
"Good morning, Dad. You are... Didn't you come home last night?" Audrey looked him up and down with a hint of doubt.
"You can tell?" Earl Hall stroked his handsome mustache and asked with a smile.
Seeing that her father was in a good mood, Audrey turned her blue eyes slightly and said with a gentle smile:
"Your coat has a strong cigarette smell, which means you haven't taken it off for a long time, and it's an outer garment."
Besides this, there are many other details that lead to the same conclusion, but Audrey deliberately avoided mentioning them.
Earl Hall chuckled as he took off his coat and handed it to his personal valet:
"Excellent, you have a keen eye for observation. It seems that your busy work with the ' Charity Bursary Foundation ' has greatly improved you."
"I was at the Prime Minister's residence all night, waiting for news."
At this point, Earl Hall sighed, and then said:
"The front lines of Winter County and Awwa County have once again repelled the Feysac ' attack, and with the arrival of the harsh winter, we finally have a chance to catch our breath."
Audrey blinked, aptly expressing her surprise.
Earl Hall smiled immediately:
"I understand what you're wondering. What the newspapers say is just what we want the public to know."
"The situation in the Amanda Mountain Range defense line and the major cities along the Sonia Sea is not as good as you think. In the Original first round of attacks, our fleet and our soldiers suffered heavy losses. In order not to cause panic, we announced that there were both victories and defeats, and ordered all shipyards and arsenals to operate at full capacity."
"During this period, the two lines of defense were almost breached several times, and many key areas were lost and then regained, resulting in repeated back-and-forth battles, which are said to have become a human meat grinder."
"Fortunately, we held on, and this winter will be a turning point in this war."
Actually, I know... the number of the dead, missing, and wounded might be concealed, but it still says a lot... Moreover, a harsh winter isn't necessarily a good thing; Feysac's " Weather Warlock " are very adept at exploiting such situations... Audrey felt a pang of sadness, but quickly composed herself and forced a smile, saying:
"That's great, I hope peace can be restored soon."
Earl Hall paused for a moment, then said:
"His Majesty the King intends to give a speech to the nation on Saturday, telling them that we will surely be victorious."
"At that time, we will organize people in squares in major cities and villages to use the latest technology to ensure everyone can hear it."
The latest technology... allowed people to gather in various squares to listen to the King's speech... Audrey suddenly remembered Mr. "World's" reminder and decided to tell him about it.
Organizing a large crowd to listen to a speech in the square... Is this some kind of ritual? Is George III about to hold the " Black Emperor " ceremony? Klein, who had just received the latest news from Miss " Justice," returned to the real world, his expression noticeably becoming serious.
He paced back and forth in the rented room a few times, then, without further delay, took out paper and pen and quickly wrote:
"I have collected the blood of Beyonder from all twenty pathways, only lacking the blood of ' Assassin ' and ' Criminal '."
" George III will be giving a speech to the vast majority of the public this Saturday, and you should know what that might mean."
"Furthermore, I need the ritual for speaking with Mr. 'The Door'."
After folding the letter and having Reinette Tinekerr deliver it, Klein slowly exhaled, his mind racing with a jumble of thoughts:
" The Witch's blood shouldn't be a problem; Trissy has been very determined to thwart George III's schemes..."
"The ' Mystery Queen ' can reveal some information about my ability to enter the secret mausoleum... Although her main goal is to resurrect the Emperor, and she's reluctant to directly oppose George III, if George III succeeds, the Emperor may never return..."
" The Devil's blood awaits the return of the City of Silver Chief... His hunting party has been gone for over ten days and should be returning soon... Theoretically, it's enough time, no problem... If not, I'll try two backup plans: one is to use the Myrmidon's Aura instead of blood, and the other is to summon the Devil I've encountered before from the Historical Void and extract their blood..."
In the Backlund Bridge Area, in a room that doesn't seem particularly special.
Trissy, with her glossy black hair flowing down her back, reached into the mirror and took out a letter.
As she opened it, her brows furrowed, making her all the more endearing.
"Is it finally coming...?" Trissy's expression shifted several times, showing hesitation, resistance, fear, and confusion.
Finally, she smiled, and whispered in a slightly Distortion voice:
"I've killed so many people and caused so many tragedies. Even if I die this time, I've already made back my money..."
After a few more seconds of silence, Trissy pulled a glass test tube from a hidden pocket in her black dress.
It didn't contain her blood, but that of another Witch, originally named Shermane, who later called herself Shermane.
As a qualified and experienced Witch, Trissy took the opportunity to take some of Shermane's blood during her training as a vessel for the curse. This might not be of much use most of the time, but it could effectively prevent accidents.
After Shermane died, Trissy did not discard the vial of blood, because Witch needed this material quite often, just like now.
Inside a residence in City of Silver.
As soon as the lightning frequency increased, Derrick got out of bed, lit the fire, and quickly started baking mushroom bread.
This bread was more refined and sweeter than the original black flour bread, and he loved it so much that he looked forward to every meal like never before.
The only problem is that the yield of mushrooms suitable for making bread is not very high.
Limited by the number of Monster corpses, each resident can only receive one meal per week, enough for four or five meals.
After thousands of years of effort, the area surrounding City of Silver has become relatively safe, with fewer Monster.
Derrick heard that someone was cultivating mushrooms to hunt Monster, deliberately placing themselves in the dark in hopes of becoming bait.
Then he was eaten.
The acquisition of those mushrooms had brought a certain optimism to everyone... This is not good... Derrick recalled the chief's remarks before his departure, shook his head, picked up a jar he had salvaged from the ruins of another city-state, and poured out white milk.
To be honest, he didn't like this kind of thing, but Miss " Justice's " description of milk helping humans grow taller and stronger impressed him.
As a resident of City of Silver, Derrick knew that because he hadn't chosen the " Giant " path, the possibility and extent of his future growth wouldn't be very high, but he secretly hoped to reduce the gap between himself and his friends, and milk gave him a glimmer of hope.
Glug, glug, Derrick drank his daily serving of milk with a serious expression.
He was about to get the mushroom bread when he suddenly sensed something and turned to look out the window.
A figure emerged from the shadows outside the door and spoke from afar:
" Derrick, the chief asked me to give you this vial of blood."
The chief is back? Derrick suddenly stood up and said:
"OK, thanks."
No sooner had he finished speaking than he saw the shadow in the crack of the door come to life, surging and pushing out a small metal bottle.
Derrick knew very well that it contained the Devil blood that Mr. "World" wanted.
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