The anomalies in the Raging Sea corresponding to the Spirit World were caused by the fall of the Death... Legend has it that the remains and belongings of this god are hidden somewhere in this sea, waiting for someone with a specific key to unlock them... This bronze whistle originated from Mr. Azik, Azik is confirmed to be a direct descendant of the God of Death, belonging to the previous one or two generations... So, what did this bronze whistle sense just now, or what influenced it? Klein's mind quickly flashed through a series of messages, and he combined them to arrive at a preliminary guess.
He planned to find a hotel in Port Bodo, book a room, and go above the Gray Fog to try and get some insights using " Dream Divination." Then he would consider the time and method of returning to Port Escoson to avoid any avoidable accidents along the way.
Before that, he had to find food for the " Creeping Hunger ".
Klein descended the seaside cliffs and entered the Port Bodo.
The buildings here seem to have been built haphazardly, with almost no planning. As a result, some roads are very wide, while others are so narrow that only pedestrians can walk on them. In some places, if you look up, you can't see the sky, and all you can see are large areas of clothes waiting to dry.
With his new look, Klein strolled through the environment, among the many passersby dressed as pirates, habitually looking for prey in places like taverns.
Just then, he saw a large crowd gathered around the notice board in the small square ahead.
What's going on? Klein approached with a hint of curiosity, relying on the " Clown's" balance and agility to squeeze through the gaps in the crowd and barely manage to reach a spot where he could see the notice board.
On that notice board, one piece of paper stood out prominently, completely covering the rest and making it immediately visible.
Its heading read:
"The ' Black Emperor ' is recruiting crew members."
" The Black Emperor?" Isn't that the ship of Nast, the " King of the Five Seas," capable of traversing the Spirit World? This pirate king, in a sense, is actually openly recruiting crew members? Klein muttered deliberately, somewhat surprised:
How is that possible?
"Why is it impossible?" A burly man next to him, with his sleeves rolled up and shirtless, laughed heartily. "It was impossible before, but now it's possible!"
"Why?" Klein had been waiting for someone to speak to him, so he immediately turned his head and asked.
The burly man had dark blue tattoos on his arms, cheeks, and face, making him look quite fierce. Hearing this, he pointed towards the main channel and said:
"A week ago, the ' Black Emperor ' and the ' Pritz,' the Steam ironclad ship that Loen had been heavily promoting, clashed in a naval battle. The ' Black Emperor ' suffered heavy casualties and urgently needs reinforcements!"
Huh? Klein's first reaction was that this wasn't mysticism.
Based on the newspaper articles and the various rumors he heard at sea, he knew that the Pritz " was a large warship with cannons in the normal sense, without any extraordinary factors. Perhaps in terms of physical destructive power, it was stronger than the " Black Emperor," but the latter could "jump" through the Spirit World, like a larger " Traveler," and was not something that could be harmed by conventional firearms.
Moreover, " King of the Five Seas " Nast should be Sequence 3 " Black Emperor " pathway Demigod, the most famous strongman at sea, capable of directly Distortion the trajectory of cannonballs, and almost invincible when encountering fleets that are not based on mysticism.
In Klein's view, the two were not enemies on the same level, but the final result was not what he had imagined.
He didn't hide his surprise and blurted out:
What about the ' Pritz '?
The burly, fierce-looking man shook his head and replied:
"I'm not entirely sure, but I heard there wasn't much damage, just two frigates sank."
This... Klein was initially taken aback, but then he began to understand what had happened.
He recalled the circumstances of stealing Tutanssess II's mummy. The military's Demigod had used a " Edict " that "mystically weakens reality and enhances it." Once this took effect, the " Black Emperor," which was a somewhat special and unconventional sailing battleship, would be unable to penetrate, withstand, or outrun ironclad ships.
From another perspective, this also means that there are military Demigod on the Pritz, otherwise such " Edict " could not have been effective.
To allow the " Black Emperor " to escape under such circumstances, Nast, the " King of the Five Seas," must be incredibly powerful. Below the level of Angel, he is definitely among the top... It seems that it is precisely because of the existence of the " Arbiter " pathway that the development trajectory of the military in this world is similar to that of Earth, so that it is not unable to deal with higher-level mystics... Klein nodded in realization and did not ask any further questions.
As for Beyonder below Sequence 4, in large-scale hot wars, apart from a few professions that can serve as powerful damage dealers and provide effective defense, the rest must avoid direct confrontation and act as "decapitation squads," or simply provide support, like " Marionettist." If their puppets are fully equipped, Mid-Sequence Beyonder are truly fearless in one-on-one combat. However, once on the battlefield, bombarded by artillery shells and machine gun fire, their vulnerability will be exposed. Even with " Paper Figurine Substitute," they often cannot escape the range of fire and have to endure secondary damage. In such cases, it may be too late to use the paper dolls again.
In this kind of hot war, the most effective Mid-Sequence would be the " Wraith," which are basically immune to artillery fire and bullets, cannot be detected by the enemy, and can also use their " Scream " to directly affect large areas of targets... As Klein's thoughts wandered, the burly man who had spoken earlier took the initiative to speak:
"You also want to join the ' Black Emperor '?"
"... Still hesitating," Klein replied casually.
The burly man, whose arms and legs were covered in dark blue tattoos, said with great interest:
Anyway, I'm going to give it a try.
"There are no more than ten people here who can fight me better than I can, and I also have a wealth of pirate experience. They'll definitely take a liking to me!"
"However, I won't stay on the ' Black Emperor ' for long. There are too many meaningless rules there. For example, you can only rob, you can't kill people who don't resist, and you can't just drag a woman aside if you like her unless the other party agrees to a deal. Listen to that, listen to that, is that still like pirates? Although the ' King of the Five Seas ' is one of the Four Kings and is the recognized pirate king, the rules he set are simply, simply, utter garbage!"
"I've grown accustomed to the life of a true pirate, and I love it. I won't change! I only wanted to join the ' Black Emperor ' crew because I heard they might possess extraordinary powers. But when the time comes, I'll leave and form my own pirate crew..."
Just as the thug was speaking eloquently, he suddenly noticed that the stranger opposite him had a strange expression.
He hesitated for a moment before asking:
Why do you see me like that?
The straight sword, gleaming with a silvery-gray sheen, fell sharply, pinning a numb figure to the ground.
The figure Distortion and writhed, gradually dissipating into ethereal specks of light amidst the shifting silver glow.
Colin Iliad withdrew his longsword, straightened up, and looked around. He saw that the two elders of the Council of Six, Waite and Lovia, had also completed their respective tasks and cleared a clean area by the river.
At that moment, on that illusory, dark river, a gloomy little boat sailed from the opposite side and silently docked at the shore.
Seeing this, Colin slowly exhaled, his expression calm as he muttered to himself:
" The Ferryman..."
He had worked with the former chief within the mausoleum for a long time and knew him quite well. He knew that the other had been troubled by the fact that City of Silver lacked the " Giant " pathway Sequence 3 " Silver Knight " Potion recipe, and that no one could advance to Demigod. He had considered switching to a similar Sequence, and this plan saw a glimmer of success during an exploration when they found the " Phoenix " pathway Sequence 3 Potion recipe:
" The Ferryman!"
After that, the former chief began constructing the mausoleum, eventually moved in, and sealed the entrance.
After observing quietly for a while with dark green symbols in his eyes, Colin Iliad slowly spoke:
"Take a boat there."
Waite and Lovia did not object, fully trusting the chief's judgment, and followed closely behind him onto the gloomy and strange little boat.
Throughout this process, the three of them acted without hesitation, neither looking around nor pausing, as if they were not exploring but visiting a place with a specific destination in mind.
The small boat started slowly, gliding across the illusory, pitch-black water, leaving a long trail in its wake.
Those bloody arms and slippery tentacles frantically grabbed and pounded at the ship's hull, but failed to leave any marks or cause the slightest damage.
In just over ten seconds, the three elders of the " Council of Six " arrived on the other side of the illusory river.
Here stands an altar, upon which rests a heavy, iron-black coffin.
Colin Iliad immediately jumped off the small boat, drew another straight sword with his other hand, and compared to before, he was now truly cautious and attentive.
Immediately afterwards, Waite, carrying his iron-gray long hammer, landed heavily on the shore, causing the surrounding ground to tremble noticeably.
He looked at the enormous coffin surrounded by Monster skulls, took two steps forward, held his long hammer in front of him, and took the Dragon-Hunting Bow from his back.
Just then, Waite suddenly felt an itch on the back of his hand. He subconsciously looked down and saw that fine white hairs, covered in yellow oil, were growing vigorously out of the pores of his skin, getting bigger and bigger.
In the Port Bodo, Klein, having satisfied his " Creeping Hunger," found a messy inn and booked a room that could barely be described as clean.
Then, he took four steps in reverse and arrived above the Gray Fog.
Seated in the " The Fool's" position, Klein first took out the Azik Copper Whistle projection, then materialized paper and pen, and wrote down the corresponding Divination statements:
"The reason this bronze whistle is acting strangely today."
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