The Empress of Misfortune and Horror... Isn't that a goddess? Yes, Calamity includes Misfortune, it's part of Fate, and the goddess has the corresponding authority to respond... Will Auceptin giving this suggestion means that in Her eyes, I've always been suspected of Blessed of the Evernight without realizing it, just like when I answered how to get the High-Sequence Potion recipe through the " Seer " pathway... After what happened at Saint Samuel Cathedral, She should be even more certain... Klein was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized.
He said, as if talking to himself:
"If it's a prayer to a goddess, then no matter what symbols I choose, the final effect will likely lean towards Misfortune."
"That's common sense!" exclaimed the baby wrapped in silver silk.
Having received confirmation, Klein felt more at ease and then smiled:
"Um... are you still called Will Auceptin?"
He was curious whether the child would have a different name after birth.
"You can continue to think that way if you like, but my full name has now become Will Ceres," the baby replied nonchalantly.
Klein thought for a moment, then tentatively asked again:
"If I want to deal with the holders of '0-08', what advice do you have?"
"I'm not interested in information about '0-08,' I just want to know if you have any suggestions."
The chubby baby just stared at him, then suddenly opened its mouth and let out a loud cry:
"Wow!"
... Klein's lips twitched slightly. Seeing that the maid was about to wake up, he took a few steps back, and with the two Marionette, disappeared from the room.
The " Future " is docked in the Bayam rebels' private port in the Rorsted Sea.
As the ceremony was underway, " Admiral of Stars " Cattleya saw a drop of silver blood fly out from the illusory gate formed by candlelight.
She glanced at it briefly before quickly closing her eyes, even though she was already wearing heavy glasses.
At that moment, it seemed as if one after another transcendent and mysterious wheel was spinning in her mind, connecting to form a giant silver Serpent with its head and tail intertwined.
This made her keep repeating the same thought, and she thanked " The Fool " twelve times before she returned to normal.
"As expected, it's the blood of Mythical Creature from the realm of ' Fate,' and its rank is higher than that of an ordinary Angel..." Cattleya happily ended the ritual, took out a pre-prepared vessel, and put the drop of silver blood into it.
Having learned some information about the " Monster's " ways from the " Mystery Queen " and about the existence of the " Angel of Fate " Ouroboros from Mr. The Fool, she quickly formed a certain guess about the owner of this drop of blood:
"Perhaps it's that one from the School of Life, or perhaps there are other Sequence 1 Angel... In any case, Mr. ' The Fool ' can command at least two Angel in the real world. Add to that the unidentifiable ' Ancient Bane,' and aside from being inferior in terms of Sealed Artifact, the power that follows Mr. ' The Fool ' is already comparable to the Church of the True God. Even the Element Dawn and the Moss Ascetic Order cannot reach this level..."
"As expected of a resurrected ancient god."
With growing awe, Cattleya took a breath and turned to think about her own affairs.
Her other preparations went very smoothly. If nothing unexpected happened, she could attempt to advance to Sequence 4 and gain divinity in a little over a month!
The sky was pitch black, with occasional flashes of silver lightning illuminating the desolate plains and the winding, dry riverbed.
In the center of the plain, where the river meanders halfway, dark outlines loom indistinctly, layer upon layer, resembling a lifeless city.
After several days of trekking, the exploration team led by Colin Iliad, the chief of the City of Silver Council of Six and the " Demon Hunter," finally arrived at their destination, North City.
This small team consists of only four members besides Colin: the elder of the " Council of Six," " Shepherd " Lovia; two Sequence 5 " Guardian," Rigg and Gunalun; and the Sequence 6 " Notary," Derrick Berg. Their overall strength is comparable to, and perhaps even significantly greater than, that of a complete exploration team.
According to Colin Iliad, this is because North City is teeming with Monster and extremely dangerous. The " Shapeshifter " are particularly adept at disguise and like to exploit trust. Therefore, it is better for the exploration team to be smaller than larger. And since there are fewer people, their strength configuration must undoubtedly be higher.
Looking at the city ahead, shrouded in a light mist that even lightning couldn't illuminate, " Demon Hunter " Colin took down the two straight swords he was carrying. Without haste or confusion, he applied a silver-gray ointment to one sword and poured a golden liquid over the other.
He immediately planted both straight swords in front of him, took out three small metal vials from a hidden compartment in his belt, uncorked them, and gulped down the potions inside.
Meanwhile, Rigg and Gunalun also began their preparations for battle, while Derrick Berg, holding a hammer in one hand and opening the other, solemnly and seriously spoke in a low voice in Jotun:
"God said, it works!"
Without a sound, Colin Iliad and the others felt that the potion they had just drunk, the Dawn they had created, and the ointment they had applied had all become several times more powerful.
Immediately afterwards, a warm halo spread out, bringing courage and strength to the entire exploration team.
After Derrick used " Sacred Oath " to increase his agility, Colin glanced at Lovia, who was carrying a fur lantern and observing calmly, then turned and pointed to the outskirts of North City a dozen meters away, saying to the taller boy:
Use your abilities to light up the street ahead.
After he finished speaking, he looked around and added:
"Once we enter North City, we must not separate."
"I've already introduced you to the more active Monster from the depths of darkness a few days ago, so you should be well aware that separating them would definitely be exploited by the ' Shapeshifter '."
Gunalun was a pretty female Warrior, about 2.45 meters tall. Upon hearing this, she pondered for a moment and said:
"Could we use this to our advantage and hunt ' Shapeshifter ' instead?"
"It's best not to do that. The danger is far too high, and it's easy to accidentally kill your teammates or get lost forever in North City," Colin Iliad, with his graying and disheveled hair, solemnly warned.
Derrick gazed at the silent city shrouded in a light mist, and asked instinctively:
"Your Excellency, was this city once part of the ' Giant King's Court '?"
"Yes, but it's very close to another realm ruled by an ancient god Demon Hunter," Colin replied patiently.
Carrying two black iron clubs, Rigg, who was over two meters and forty meters tall, asked with a hint of curiosity:
Which ancient god is it?
" Flegrea, the King of Demonic Wolves, the Destroyer."
I see... Derrick noted down the chief's introduction, stepped forward, and stretched out his arms.
Pure, brilliant sunlight suddenly burst forth from him, illuminating the collapsed or decaying buildings, the streets paved with gray-white stone slabs, and the eerily quiet edge of the city.
On the street, figures appeared before Derrick and his companions, some wearing linen-like robes, others dressed in animal skins, seemingly busy with their surroundings.
Feeling the sunlight, they all silently turned their heads at the same time, looking towards the City of Silver exploration team.
At night, the occasional cries of crows or other birds echoed through Bansy Harbor, making the ruins seem even more eerie and desolate; even the sound of the waves could not dispel this feeling.
As followers of the " Lord of Storms " and crew members of the " Blue Avenger," the Sailor were quite daring. The thought that gold and other valuables might be buried in the collapsed building fueled their excitement, and they felt no fear. As soon as they arrived, they disembarked and began searching in groups of two or three.
Alger didn't join them; instead, he wandered alone through the ruins, searching for traces of Bansy Harbor that had appeared after its destruction.
As he walked, wearing the " Spirit Whip " ring on his hand and the " Blade of Venom " at his waist, he came to a collapsed building with its walls broken into pieces and only a few pieces of charred wood remaining at the gate.
"If I remember correctly, this should have been the telegraph office of Bansy Harbor..." Alger nodded slightly, moved closer, and examined the place briefly.
He then noticed a relatively empty area among the broken wood and rubble, the ground charred black with two blood-red shadows, as if two people had once lay there, crushed alive into a pulp.
Even though so much time has passed, those two blood-red streaks are still vivid, seemingly still possessing a certain vitality.
Alger's forehead twitched; he felt he could vaguely imagine the eeriness of Bansy Harbor before its destruction.
As he glanced around, he suddenly noticed a picture painted on the crumbling wall next to the two blood-red shadows, in a place where the Moonlight couldn't reach.
The drawing was very simple, even uncolored. The main subject was a Monster wearing armor, with an octopus head, holding a trident. It was also surrounded by lightning, riding on waves, and had a cape made of bird feathers on its back!
Alger's pupils dilated suddenly, and a storm of emotions surged within him.
He recognized what the Monster in the picture represented, because " the Sun " had shown it before:
This is Distortion of the " Lord of Storms " image by " Rose Redemption "!
The appearance of this painting means that members of " Rose Redemption " once came to Bansy Harbor, and it was after the building collapsed. Otherwise, the mural would not have been completely undamaged and would have covered an unusually damaged wall!
"This must be the trace that 'The World' sent me to Bansy Harbor to look for... He's investigating the Concealment organization ' Rose Redemption '?" Alger muttered to himself, raising his right hand.
He had originally intended to destroy the painting, but after thinking about it, he withdrew his arm, walked around the ruins of the former Bansy Harbor Telegraph Office, and headed elsewhere as if he hadn't found anything.
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