Chapter 275 The Harmonious and Beautiful Southern Continent

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After exhaling silently, Colin took a step back and recited in a voice with a sense of vicissitudes of life:

“A fool who is not of this age;

“The mysterious master above the gray fog;

“The King of Yellow and Black who governs good fortune;

"I pray to you, pray for the power from the mystery, pray for the gift of good luck, pray for you to let the objects on the altar form a charm..."

As soon as Colin's rhythmic and mysterious voice fell, the altar in front of him suddenly became dark and deep, as if there was indescribable and indescribable divinity permeating the air from the candle in the middle.

The candle flame suddenly grew bigger and bigger, but it failed to illuminate the surroundings. Instead, it made everything more illusory, allowing countless non-existent transparent shadows of different shapes to appear, filling every place, or Sparse or dense.

High above this illusory world and countless figures, there are seven pure lights of different colors entrenched, which seem to contain endless knowledge.

And above these seven rays of pure light is an endless gray mist, and an ancient palace overlooking everything.

"Demon Hunter" Colin temporarily forgot about other things, and just looked at the scene on the altar so intently, as if something that only existed in books and ancient books had crossed the barrier between illusion and reality, and came to life. arrived in front of him.

Two thousand five hundred and eighty-three years...

Two thousand five hundred and eighty-three years later, Silver City finally received another normal response.

…

In the early hours of Wednesday morning, Klein, who was sleeping soundly on the spacious bed, suddenly woke up. He felt that his spiritual mark on the ship had been touched, and the direction of the fluctuation was in another cabin—the location of the blue-eyed hunter.

Klein originally thought of going to Origin Castle to take a look, but then he thought about it, closed his eyes and turned over.

"It's not like we're in Backlund, we're at sea now..."

"A high-sequence strong man...not an angel, but most likely a hunter of a saint, stays up in the middle of the night and quietly performs rituals. Can I really take care of it?" If I can't, even if I really find him. There is a problem. On the vast sea, I can't give this hunter a flash of lightning from Source Castle. Besides, his voyage is supervised by the Dark Saint and has been registered with the Iron-Blooded Cross. Klein closed his eyes comfortably. Eyes, "It is better to do less than to do more. Go to sleep."

But after closing his eyes, he still felt a little uneasy, so he finally got up and walked into the bathroom.

On the Origin Castle, Klein, who was wearing a nightgown, let out a long yawn, stretched out his hand, took out his pendulum from the pile of debris, squinted his eyes and wrote the divination sentence:

“My fellow travelers will be detrimental to me.”

I closed my eyes, reread it seven times, and almost fell asleep. When Klein opened his eyes again, he found that the citrine pendulum rotated counterclockwise greatly, and the citrine turned into a yellow ring, like a small fan.

Not only will it not be detrimental to me, but it will also be beneficial to me? What happened? Klein was quite surprised by this answer, and even wanted to summon "Magic Mirror" Arrods immediately to ask, but after thinking about it, he suppressed his curiosity and prepared to wait and see what would happen.

After completing the divination, Klein simulated the feeling of falling and returned to the real world, returning to his bed that was still warm.

Nothing happened all night.

The passenger ship sailed smoothly on the sea, and Klein slept comfortably until noon. He asked the chef on the ship to fry a steak for him and made several desserts using the supplies prepared on the ship.

There is no need to maintain the persona of Dwayne Dantès at sea, and there is no need to waste uneaten snacks.

Towards evening he came out of his room to go for a walk on the deck. At this moment, I discovered that the man with blue eyes was standing on the deck, frowning at a piece of paper in his hand, and looking up into the distance from time to time.

As soon as Klein's feet stepped on the carpet in the outer corridor, the blue-eyed hunter turned his head almost at the same time. A concealed flame rose up in his hand and burned the note.

Was that what he got out of the ritual last night? Klein showed an impeccable smile and greeted the other party:

"Good afternoon, sir. How did you rest last night?"

The hunter paused for a second, as if he was wondering if something had been discovered, but he seemed to be very confident in his concealment method. He adjusted his expression in the blink of an eye and said without revealing any flaws:

"very good."

His tone was as condescending as ever, and the way he looked down on others because of his own abilities was almost exactly the same as Hazel Macht, but he was also slightly more amiable because of the kindness expressed by Klein:

"I will reward you. But now you must change your route."

Klein suddenly had a bad premonition: "Why is this?"

The blue-eyed hunter raised his lips disapprovingly:

"Because the port of Behrens, your and my destination, was urgently declared closed last night. Now, except for military and state ships, no organization or private ships are allowed to enter."

Klein frowned slightly. He showed restraint and did not ask where the other party got the news from while he was in the vast sea:

"...Isn't it okay to have an officer's document?"

"You really know nothing... Never mind, it's normal not to know. The person who announced the closure of the port is a big shot. Who is the highest officer you can find? A colonel? A captain? Or some nobleman in name only? Haha , not even the generals of Loen have the right to ask him to be lenient."

The hunter narrowed his eyes and said without any surprise or urgency: "The route you chose happens to be the closest route from Disi Bay to Behrens Port. Now you can't take this route. Otherwise, tomorrow night you will When you get to Behrens, you may be able to get in with the officer's paperwork, but everyone on the ship will be locked up, your cargo will be confiscated, and you will never see them again."

He deliberately made his words serious.

Behrens went into war mode yesterday?

The Church of Death is going to fight sooner or later, but it’s just these days when I’m here? If I hadn't divined it in advance, the risk of this journey would be within my acceptable range, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was a "coincidence"... Listening to the hunter's deliberate intimidation, Klein wasn't too surprised. Or nervous. Of course, all this comes from his own Sequence 5 ability. If he was just a middle-aged rich man with no ability to protect himself, he might be a little panicked now.

Of course, he also prepared a lot of paper mannequin stand-ins for himself as bodyguards.

The divination results showed that his behavior will be beneficial to me... Klein put on a somewhat panicked but calm look that fit the image of a character who has "rich experience in fighting in the Southern Continent" and asked calmly:

"Then what do you think we should do now?"

The hunter raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't show it, he seemed to be very impressed by Klein's knowledge and awe.

"Turn and sail according to my instructions."

The hunter said proudly: "You should be lucky to have met me. I will take you into the Southern Continent from a safe port. Otherwise, you and your goods will only fall into the pockets of those port officials... By the way, who are you going to give these things to? Who is the aid to?"

"Who is it a bribe for? Or supplies? There seems to be a lot of items and weapons in it. Who from the Aurora Society asked you to come?"

He was the only one on the deck, and the sea breeze blew these words away. The blue-eyed hunter looked at the middle-aged rich man without blinking.

The veins in Klein's forehead throbbed.

If it was for the Iron Cross, would he just take all these things away when he arrived at the private port?

If it was for the Loen nobles, would he take these things away directly after arriving at the private port, and then take them with him?

"It's a bribe."

Dwayne Dantès answered immediately and deliberately added a lot of nonsense to make his answer more confusing: "These items are going to be sent to bribe the nobles of the Loen people. I was entrusted by the nobles of the Loen people to send them some things. Let’s get in touch with each other. If I can successfully complete this commission, I will be able to gain more connections and status in Loen’s upper class. Among them are many officers and nobles above count, such as Earl Hall of Loen. The second son, Colonel Alfred Hall, the nephew of Colonel Calvin, the eldest son of Viscount Grote..."

This long paragraph made the hunter very annoyed and his brows furrowed.

This was exactly what Klein wanted, because the other party's behavior and tone of voice did not look like he was from a noble family, and his upright character was not interested in the twists and turns between nobles. Klein was still talking, and a cross appeared on the hunter's forehead, and he immediately waved his hands:

"I know! There's so much nonsense. Since this is for the main event, you should leave as soon as you arrive at the private port. I'm too lazy to quarrel with you Loen people. There's still a 200-kilometer road from Caesar's Port to Behrens. .”

Two hundred kilometers... This detour is a bit far...

Klein gasped slightly. He was about to speak when he suddenly felt some strange spiritual fluctuations.

The sound of the waves around me suddenly became extremely turbulent without any sign of calming down, as if a tsunami was brewing.

He looked around in astonishment. Through the increasingly dense fog on the sea, he could vaguely see lead clouds stacking above his head, waves like peaks, black storms extending from the sea to mid-air, and silvery white lightning tearing apart everything silently. .

The void became translucent, as if a huge door to the underworld opened with no edge, and there were skeletons with their mouths open, vines that highlighted the faces of babies, bloody arms, and grotesque teeth. The slippery tentacles rose from the sea and wandered aimlessly underwater, their pale arms and vines constantly making grabbing movements.

The nearly invisible shadows of resentful souls flew back and forth, screaming, but were blown away by the strong wind.

At this moment, the sea seemed to have become the legendary underworld, gloomy, dark, chaotic, and crazy.

Klein somewhat understood, but was even more confused: "...The Church of Death has come to the sea?"

"It's not just that, things are much more complicated than you think..."

The hunter laughed: "If I didn't take you into my shelter, you would have died quietly!"

The surrounding fog blocked everything, and spirituality could not detect the surroundings. Klein turned sideways and took out a gold coin as if by accident and prepared to throw it up. But at this moment, his vision was suddenly occupied by a huge black screen——

——An armored ship dozens of meters high suddenly appeared in front of Klein. The private passenger ship he hired was like an inconspicuous toy. It would be overturned by the waves caused by the ship just by approaching!

At the same time, the fog covering the boat quickly became thinner, but the speed of the ship also visibly accelerated, as if things related to reality were intensified, while the occult side quickly weakened.

The wind and waves almost blew off Dwayne Dantès' hat. Klein held his breath unconsciously, but neither the boat nor the people on it seemed to notice that a small boat suddenly appeared next to it, nor did they notice the strange fog.

"Ha, we have just entered the violent sea, is the situation there already so interesting?" The blue-eyed hunter had already controlled the ship's sailing direction, turned quickly, and headed toward the southeast.

"Who is on this ship? Reinforcements from the Sonia Sea, or troops transferred from the Rhoside Islands to block the sea route? Who are the members of the Death Church who came to block it? They look very lively."

There was no negative emotion on his face, and he could even be called enthusiastic: "I have to speed up, otherwise I won't be able to catch up!"

The hunter shouted at Klein: "Hey, Loen! Hold on to the railing of the ship!"

"I want to add-"

The moment the last word was spoken, it was swept away by the wind. The small passenger ship suddenly broke through the arms and vines rising from the sea, smashed through the waves and storms along the way, and rushed out of the chaotic sea in the blink of an eye. Only a trace was left on the sea.

Klein was thrown back several steps by the inertia. Just as he grabbed the railing, he suddenly heard a click. It was probably that the passenger ship couldn't bear the load and was disconnected somewhere. Immediately afterwards, the huge black iron-clad ship seemed to have finally discovered this strange little passenger ship, but before they could stop it, red flames suddenly burst out from the stern of the ship, and the high temperature and flames were used to block all the airflow and waves that were chasing it. Evaporated!

Not sure if it was Klein's illusion, but he seemed to hear the narcissistic sneer of the hunter demigod coming from the wind.

…

"Well, I must seriously make a confession about the situation."

Traynor turned his pen, his expression neither sad nor sincere:

"I confess, I always thought that Medici was already in a hurry, but I didn't expect that Fusac was even more anxious. I just passed on the information about Prince Sunia here, and the Port of Louth and Sunia Island were really Start gathering troops and prepare to take advantage of the chaos to rush south to the Rhoside Islands."

Due to the hostility between the God of War and the God of Death, the Feysac Empire did not claim that it was here to fight Loen, but found an excuse to "recover the colonies taken away by Intis."

"Good thing, good thing!" Tony Twain shouted through the spiritual link.

"It's so loud over there, can you go to a quiet place to talk? And don't communicate with me at the extreme distance of the spiritual link. If you don't come, I will sell the Loen people's army layout to Intis." , let them fight on their own."

"I'm on my way. I'll reach Port Caesar tonight. Leave me a place in Behrens' siege."

Tony Twain said in a hurried tone: "By the way, the guy who gave me a ride was not bad, but he went to deliver bribes to the Loen people. Do you want to take care of it?"

"What's the matter? It's not for me." Traynor stopped spinning in boredom and reached out to pick up the water glass on the table. "Let him deliver it to Behrens, and then we will send Behrens If we knock it down, won’t everything inside become ours?”

"I saw a bunch of Loen guys fighting against the Church of Death. Where did they come from?"

"Have you arrived at Zhongcheng Island?"

"Not yet, just past Harman."

Traynor thought for a moment: "Oh, then you have encountered reinforcements from the Rhoside Islands. I will send a message to the Death God Church to see if Mirela can lead the Loen people to the Fusac Fleet. I I remember that the Fusac fleet just set off from Gargas the day before yesterday."

"By the way, if you come, go and have a look at Mesanyes' place when you have time... I will tell you who Mesanyes is when the time comes. In short, there may be a demigod from Lundberg's Knowledge Church hiding there."

"so?"

"As an Intis, beat him, don't kill him, and then overthrow the nearby Loen colony. You can see the specific situation yourself. I will lend you an extraordinary item from the 'Reader' path. The blame for this incident was placed on the Lunberg demigod."

The three churches of the Sun, the Storm, and the Knowledge are hostile to each other, and the frictions of all sizes have never stopped. The Sun and the Storm have become so hostile that they can gather relevant information at the slightest disturbance, while the Knowledge is relatively neutral, but it is not much better. ——This can be seen from the land area and geographical location of the small country that believes in the god of knowledge and wisdom.

Beating up the demigods of Lunberg in the name of the Church of the Burning Sun, and destroying the colony of Loen in the name of the Church of Knowledge. Under the current situation, as long as the news is spread, neither the two major churches nor the people in them will care. Whether the matter is true or false.

but why?"

"Lundborg seems to be planning to take sides, but he doesn't seem to be," Traynor said. "I'll help him."

"It's a waste of time to go back and forth." Tony Twain was a little unhappy. He wanted to directly participate in Behrens' melee. "It's not like you don't have long legs, so you can't run by yourself? You're too lazy to grow mushrooms."

Traynor sighed and said with great regret:

"Medici hinted to me that Feysac cannot be allowed to declare war on Loen first, so I thought of this way to try to stir up hatred between Loen and the Church of Knowledge... If it can be done, the war will Angels will definitely praise me, right? But I don’t have much time. Since you don’t want to, then I will…”

"Look at what you are saying. You are so busy, how can I not help you?" Tang En immediately said righteously, "Give me the relevant information later, and I will definitely help you get this done." !”

"Okay."

Traynor turned off the spiritual link to prevent the other party's excitement from affecting him.

Then he reached out and picked up the cat, and dozed off while basking in the sun.

TBC

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Tang En: Thank you brother.