Chapter 92: The Secret of the Polar Regions
Watching Soren Einhorn Medici leave, Edwina collapsed on the bed, still in shock.
After a long while, she wiped the sweat off her forehead and looked again at the chair where the terrifying strong man had sat.
She was shocked to find that a piece of paper had appeared there at some point.
Edwina walked over, picked up the paper and looked at it carefully.
"...Soren Einhorn Medici interrogated Edwina Edwards, wanting to know the whereabouts of the book, but he got a result that did not satisfy him."
"For this reason, Soren Einhorn Medici planned to destroy the Golden Dream and kill everyone on board to prevent his existence from being revealed to the Orthodox Church."
"However, since the last believer of the ancient sun god is on board this ship, Soren Einhorn Medici is in a good mood, and his own plan is currently progressing smoothly."
"He also saw that the Pen of Alesuhod had prepared a false story specifically through the hands of the ascetic monks, although he did not notice that the story contained some hypnotic elements."
"Based on the above conditions, and for various unknown reasons, it is reasonable for Soren Einhorn Medici to give the ship a chance to survive."
"Due to the arrogance deep in Soren Einhorn Medici's heart, He looked down on a Sequence 5 person, so all the tracking objects He left on Edwina Edwards' ship and on her body were easily eliminated."
"[Alesukhod] determined that a full ship cleanup by Edwina Edwards would be enough to completely remove all traces of Soren Einhorn Medici."
Edwina looked at the paper and couldn't speak for a long time.
She just sat there, unable to say anything, unable to do anything, just sitting there blankly.
Until the crimson moon sinks below the sea level, until the morning light dyes the calm sea golden.
"Captain." Third mate Johnson's voice came, "It's time to get up. You said you would give us lessons this morning. Remember?"
"Class!!" Edwina seemed to be awakened, "Yes, class, there is still class today!!"
She hurried to the bathroom and put on her makeup.
Rong, pretend nothing happened last night,
Arrived on the deck of the Golden Dream.
However, Edwina knew better than anyone that everything might be about to change, or perhaps everything had already changed.
Because her eyes are open, no more
In the distant fourth era, before the rise of Solomon [the Black Emperor], on the corpse of the Creator, the three angel kings enjoyed a feast of betrayal.
At the end of the feast, corpses and sins
Sin paved the way to becoming a god.
The gale-like Leodros arrogantly refused to confess; the pure-white Othycus proudly denied his guilt; and the wise Herabergen never had the slightest regret.
Only behind the curtain of shadows, there is the one-eyed giant hanging upside down, hanging alone on the upside-down cross, bearing all the sins alone.
Only in the dark night, the one who controls the disaster
That queen never lost her smile.
The queen heard it.
The queen saw it.
She vaguely saw the dark and peaceful face of the [blasphemy] sleeping on the frozen ground.
Card].
She clearly saw the moment when the descendant of God and the ancient mask were talking in the distant East Balam.
"Thank you, Callumgard, thanks
You, I recalled a lot of things. "
Somewhere in East Balam, Azik Eggers looked at the mask in his hand and thanked it aloud.
"Although I still don't know why I
It's just amnesia"
د"You...can go to Calderon and take a look...said the ancient god.
"Perhaps there is the answer you want to know."
"If you are afraid of that place, you can also go to the Antarctic glacier and take a look." Callemgard's voice sounded like a bewitching voice.
"There's definitely something there that interests you?"
"Antarctica?" Azik frowned. "I don't know much about that place. I only know that the polar sea area is under the responsibility of the Constantine family. What could be there?"
"Aren't there just some big blocks of ice above the poles? There's not even any plants. They're not even worth being thrown into the underworld."
Callemgard laughed as if he was mocking Azik, as if he was still the powerful subordinate god.
"Big ice cubes? Yes... there are a lot of big ice cubes there.
"But what do you think, if there was only ice there, why did Salinger delegate the Constantine family to take over the business instead of taking it over himself?"
"What do you mean?" Azik frowned. "Are you saying that there is something there that even my father is afraid of?"
"That's impossible," Azik shook his head.
"Father had already reached Sequence 0 and unified the Southern Continent. Apart from the gods of the Northern Continent and those hidden evil gods, there was nothing to fear."
"Could it be that the Antarctic ice sheet possesses the power of the Starry Sky?"
"Sequence 0... [Starry Sky]... In your eyes, are these the only two things that can threaten Salinger?"
"Azik Eggers…even though you are an angel…after all, you have never experienced the Second and Third Ages… Callemgard sounded proud.
"In those ancient times... even if there were no Sequence 0 Gods... there were still ways to hurt the real
"The essence of the potion is the extraordinary properties...and the extraordinary properties are conserved...Extraordinary properties will not increase or decrease...
"Once the Beyonder Characteristics of the same path reach a high level... they will be constantly attracted under the influence of the Law of Aggregation."
"How long did the Third Age last... From the birth of Amon to the end of the Third Age... How long was the time span of this interval...
"Have you never been curious...?"
"Where did Zoroaster…Jacob…get…the Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic that even Amon could not find…to become an angel?"Menus Chapter 93 Gustav
Backlund, North District, 160 Böklund Street.
Klein stretched and got up, but he obviously didn't sleep well.
"It's all Leonard's fault. He came into my dream last night..." He rubbed his eyes, "I hope my words about Amon can shock Pallez Zoroast."
Amon obviously knew what the gray fog was, and he wanted to get his hands on it. Since the Angel King of the [Thief] Path was interested in it, the Sequence 1 Angels of the same Path were likely to be interested in it as well.
Of course, Klein did not intend to use Amon to threaten Pales Zoroast. He also specifically asked Pales for another number on behalf of Mobet.
In this way, the Sequence 1 angel can be stabilized to some extent. In this way, no matter what the angel's purpose is, whether he regards Mobet as a [hostage] or [with good intentions], he can be stabilized better.
'But then again, I'd better take some measures to prevent Leonard from coming to my dreams every day.' Klein woke up completely and put on his clothes. "Well... some small ritual magic might be useful...
With this thought in mind, Klein walked out of the room, and Richardson, his personal valet, walked over to him.
"Sir," he saluted, "I would like to take a leave of absence today."
"Oh?" Klein looked at him with interest. "Why?"
"I want to go home and pay tribute to my mother," Richardson said. "According to the rules of the southern continent, today's date is very suitable."
Klein nodded, not doubting the legitimacy of Richardson's request, and approved his vacation.
As a former night watchman who had read many of Roselle's diaries, Klein was quite familiar with the memorial service that Richardson mentioned.
In the Pale Age, the [God of Death] and the [Original Witch] joined forces to launch the Pale Disaster, and with all their strength, they challenged the Seven Gods of the Northern Continent. Mr. Azik and the [Immortal Witch] Katarina also participated in that war.
Klein didn't know the details of this war, but he was sure that the true gods participating in the Pale Scourge were definitely not just the Seven Gods, the God of Death, and the Witch. There must be other gods participating in this war.
Regardless of the details of this war, it ended with the victory of the Seven Gods. The defeated God of Death tried to escape back to the southern continent and raised huge waves in the violent sea in an attempt to hinder the enemy's pursuit, but in the end the god died in the crazy waves.
With the fall of the God of Death, the boundary between the underworld and reality was broken. The souls of the deceased no longer returned to the underworld, but returned to reside in reality, becoming undead, wandering spirits and zombies, wandering the world.
These undead creatures, with their desire and jealousy for the living, have brought countless disasters. Because of this, each major church has adopted different methods to allow these resurrected dead to rest in peace again.
The Balam Empire of the [Death God] was also invaded by countless undead creatures, but due to the extremely strong suppression of the undead by the [Death God] path, the Balam Empire was very good at suppressing the undead creatures.
However, due to the vast territory of the Balam Empire and the
The worship of the dead, coupled with the later split between East and West Balam, led to the differentiation of the methods of resurrecting the dead in various regions, and gradually gave rise to various folk customs.
There was no doubt that the folklore of Richardson's hometown was one of them, and Klein had no intention of interfering in the matter.
Compared to this matter, Klein is now more concerned about one thing:
In order to infiltrate Chanis Gate, he needs to meet the mysterious Queen Bernadette, but what is his excuse?
"Hmm…" Klein soon had an idea.
Law, "Just think of it as the interest from Cattleya buying the blood of mythical creatures...
"By the way, what is she going to do in Backlund this time?"
"There are quite a few people coming," Bernadette said.
Looking around, "It's a pity that there are not enough of them, and not strong enough."
"They don't know, but you should know, right? Horamick?"
"Even if you gather all the members of the Suqi Church in Backlund, it is impossible to keep them here.Members come, and there is no way they can keep me."
Inside the base of [Elemental Dawn], the Beyonders of the Steam Church looked at the enemy in front of them with trembling eyes, and couldn't help but swallow their saliva nervously.
Even Archbishop Horamick, who was at the front, was extremely nervous.
As an archbishop, an Intis man who grew up listening to the legend of Emperor Roselle and had a deep understanding of the contributions of Emperor Roselle in the church files, he knew very well how powerful the person in front of him could be.
Emperor Roselle had spent his entire life in the military, and had seized countless treasures, including a handful of Level 0 Sealed Artifacts. The emperor doted on his eldest daughter the most, and left her at least three Level 0 Sealed Artifacts!!
"Princess Bernadette," Horamick clenched the seal in his hand, "Please understand that we are only following orders."
"Whose order?" Bernadette curled her lips in disdain. "God of Steam? Bonois? Or have you converted to the Hidden Sage?"
"That kind of thing is absolutely false.
Yes," Horamick said immediately, "The Church of Steam and the Hidden Sage are irreconcilable."
"Really?" She smiled. "Then whose orders are you following?"
"We are following the orders of the President of the Republic of Intis," he said. "No matter what, you are the head of a secret organization. In today's Intis, you are also an absolute wanted criminal. Otherwise, why would you go out to sea?"
"Shi, then maybe I should disband [Elemental Dawn] and move all the personnel and extraordinary materials to the Carbonari headquarters," she said nonchalantly, "Perhaps that would satisfy you?"
Horamick's face twitched. It would be better to let her stay as she is than to do that.
The Carbonari were extremely supportive of Roselle and had a great influence among the people of Intis. If Bernadette joined them, she would immediately become the leader.
To become her enemy at that time would be to strike at the anchor of one's own god.
"That big president can do whatever he wants, it's up to him, I don't care." She didn't know when a pendant appeared on her hand, "but if you want to hunt me... do you see this?"
She raised the seal in her hand.
"Believe me, no one except you
People had time to scream."
The two sides continued to stalemate, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.
Just when the tension between the two sides reached its peak, a voice came from nowhere and echoed in the room.
"Stop it..." the voice said, "You are all...
A hazy light lit up between Bernadette and Horamik, and in an instant, the hazy light condensed into an illusory human figure.
Although this person is just a condensation of hazy light,
But you can still see that he has long chestnut hair, blue eyes, tall stature, handsome appearance, and is quite young.
light.
"Chief Bishop..." Horamick immediately recognized the visitor, "You actually came in person..."
"Go back, Horamick," the visitor said softly, "she is right, you can't defeat her."
"Go back." The chief bishop's voice was still as gentle as ever. "You are God's servant. You don't need to obey the president's orders."
"Yes..." Horamick slowly stepped back and called his men to leave together.
Soon, all the steam in the Elemental Dawn base
All the members of the Steam Church had left, leaving only the human figure condensed by the hazy light.
"You leave here too," Bernadette ordered her subordinates who were on high alert behind her without looking back.
"But, Your Highness Princess....." The person behind was obviously worried.
"I said, get out of here." Bernadette glared back, and then those people ran away.
Then, a huge warhorse appeared behind Bernadette, and the flesh and blood on the horse's belly burst open, and countless insects rushed in, and the flesh and blood wrapped all the insects together.
"Is this the Trojan horse?"
"Is this the Trojan horse?" the light asked. "You and your father told me this story when I was a child."
"Brother Charles never tells me stories," said the light. "The stories our mother tells us are always so monotonous that I get tired of them after hearing them a few times. Only you and our father tell me interesting stories."
"When you say interesting, do you mean practicality?" Bernadette looked at the person in front of her. "Bonova, you are always like this. In your eyes, practicality always outweighs emotion."
"My mother's stories are indeed very monotonous and easy to get tired of, but I can always listen to them tirelessly, once, twice, a hundred times, two hundred times."
"Yes, sister," Benoit Gustave nodded, "I have never understood why this is the case. Is it because you and I are on different paths? Just like the Hunter is always annoying, and the Fortune Teller is always suspicious?"
"No, brother, this has nothing to do with the method," Bernadette shook her head, "When I was listening to the story, I didn't drink any potion. I was just a mortal."
"Is that so..." He lowered his head and half closed his eyes, "Is that so."
"Sister, I actually have a question that I have always wanted to ask father, but I never had the chance to ask it." Bonois raised his head and looked at Bernadette.
"Tell me, why doesn't Father like me to celebrate my birthday with him?"
Bernadette opened her mouth, but in the end, she said nothing.
"I've been looking forward to the day when He will personally make a birthday cake for me, just like He made a cake for you, sister." There was a rare hint of loneliness in Bonois' tone.
"I always thought that He didn't make that cake for me because I wasn't good enough, not as good as you, sister, or as good as Brother Charles."
"I hope that one day, He will be able to make a cake for me personally, so I have been working hard to improve my sequence, studying the church's scriptures tirelessly, and devoting all my efforts to creating the most exquisite and powerful magical items."
"I pray devoutly to the God of Steam every day, hoping that one day my father will see my efforts, recognize my work, and make a cake for me on my next birthday."
"I dream about that cake every birthday eve. Sometimes, the cake is big, sometimes it is small, sometimes it is very delicious, and sometimes it is not delicious."
"But every time I actually arrived at a birthday party, I would find that my cake was made by the best pastry chef, it was gorgeous and delicious, but I always felt like something was missing."
"I have been waiting for Him, but until the day of His death, I have not waited for that egg.
"Sister," His azure eyes reflected Bernadette's figure, "I actually discovered a long time ago that compared to you and brother, Father doesn't like me that much."
"Why doesn't my father like me?" He looked at Bernadette, "Did I do anything to displease my father?"
"Or...I still don't do well enough
Bernadette closed her eyes and then opened them again.
She took a step forward and walked in front of Bonois's shadow.
"You did well enough," she stroked her brother's cheek, with sadness in her eyes.
"But you did such a great job."
"He is so good that he doesn't look like a human being, like a child born from his mother's womb, or like the lovely younger brother of Charles and me." Bernadette looked at His gentle but extremely simple face and smiled sadly.
"She's so good that she doesn't even look like his child," Bonois looked at his sister who was listening silently, "She's so good that she's like a god."
"Sister, how can I compare to the gods?" He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the hand that his sister extended to him. "Even He can't do this."
"Do you remember? My father once mentioned a psychological effect called the Uncanny Valley effect.
"Yes," Bonois nodded, and Bernadette continued, "This effect says that humans will instinctively hate creatures that are too similar to themselves, but also significantly different."
"Perhaps you have triggered another level of your father.The uncanny valley effect, right?"
"Perhaps in your father's eyes, you don't look like a son who is playing the role of a god...or at least an angel. Instead, it's more like an angel playing the role of his son, right?"
"Uncanny Valley Effect..." Bonova's shadow began to disappear. "Is it acting?"
"I see...
Chapter 94: Future Disasters
Trier, St Gustav Church.
The original name of this church was not this. It was originally called Saint Roselle Church, but ever since Roselle jumped to the [Knowledge Emperor] and broke with the Steam Church, the name of this church was changed.
However, even the God of Steam and Machinery himself could not deny Roselle's contribution to the Steam Church and to God himself, so the name of this church was changed from Roselle's [first name] to His [last name].
Nowadays, there is no problem with this change, because the patron angel of this church is the second son of Emperor Roselle, Bonois Gustav.
And He didn't mind at all giving His cat to His long-dead father.
"Mr. Bonois," the bishop came in, "the telegram from the presidential palace contains
"No need to report, I made that telegraph machine, and I know what kind of [information] my creation received." Bonois interrupted the bishop.
"The president has asked us to arrest Bernadette Gustave in Backlund in the name of arresting the most wanted criminal."
"Do you think...I would approve it?" He looked at the bishop, "I would approve the arrest of my own sister?"
"No... Impossible," the bishop looked nervous, "But... How should we respond to the president?"
"Tell him directly that if he wants to arrest someone, he should find a way himself. If he can't think of a way, then don't think too much.
"Open," Bonois said without any emotion.
"We are the True God Church, not employees of the Presidential Palace. We don't need to listen to his orders."
"As commanded!!"
The door of the room closed again, leaving Bonois alone.
He looked aside, at a photo, which was a family portrait.
Roselle, Matilda, Bernadette, Charles and himself were all in that photo.
How happy and joyful they look in this photo.
Bonois picked up an old toy doll, a wooden puppet wearing a wizard's robe. It was very old and the style was obviously behind the times, but it was obviously well maintained.
This was the toy Bernadette gave him when he was a child.
"Sister," she whispered, "You can't jump to another path to advance. All 10 extraordinary characteristics are in the hands of the Steam Church. No one can become a [Knowledge Instructor]."
"And you already have the Sage's
Extraordinary characteristics, and no need to jump to another path. In other words, your stay in Backlund must be for the purpose of the promotion ceremony."
"Does Backlund really have the disaster you desire? Or do you intend to create a disaster yourself?"
"What kind of future have your eyes seen?
"Tell me, dear, what kind of future do you see?"
In a city in Selga, on a big, cozy bed, [Silver Witch] Yuna was lying on it, her small body [data deleted], looking at the man who was also [data deleted] on the bed with a smile.
This is one of her lovers, the Church of Knowledge
An archbishop, a Sequence 4 demigod. It was obvious that this demigod was a complete lolita complex, although the actual age of this lolita was already over 1,000 years old.
"Honey, is that all?" She turned over with a somewhat sad tone, "[DATA EXPUNGED]."
"You...wait a minute... The demigod picked up the little girl who was less than 1.4 meters tall and put her aside. "Tell me first, what kind of prophecy do you want to know?"
"Hmm... Yuna thought about it carefully and said, "Why don't you just predict my future?
I'm quite curious about this aspect."
"Okay," he quickly sat up straight and crossed his legs.
Okay, I closed my eyes, "I will use dreams to predict, please wait for me for a moment."
Yuna also sat down on the bed, her legs hanging down, swaying like a child. This action, combined with her [DATA EXPUNGED]With her small body, she looks as if she were a real child.
"Hum, hum, hum~" She hummed a song, "The sun of the twelve rings~The shadow of the twelve rings~"
"Golden-haired lizard~Black-haired crow~"
●You are very brave
"Hehehe~…
After humming the song for a while, she was inspired and turned to look at her demigod lover beside her.
"I have predicted the future," the demigod's tone was erratic, "I saw a huge black tree filled with endless desires, and I saw an existence that came from beyond time."
"I also saw endless mistakes
"[Error]..............." Yuna was silent for a moment, "Error?"
"An order came from above, saying that we must protect you," the man in the golden mask said to Xio, "You are the only [Sheriff] who survived after seeing the serial killer. In order to find the serial killer, your presence is indispensable."
"So I should get closer to Viscount Stratford, right?" Hugh retorted, "According to my several tracking attempts, the murderer was always lingering around Viscount Stratford's mansion."
"Considering that he is a serial killer, there is no doubt that the next person he wants to kill is Viscount Stratford," Hugh cleverly led the topic to another level, "Are you going to sit back and watch that murderer kill Viscount Stratford?"
"No, no, no, how is that possible?" The man in the golden mask shook his head and said, "What I mean is that Viscount Stratford has his own guards. There is no need for us to get involved."
"But my mystical sense does point to the direction of Viscount Stratford," Hugh obviously did not intend to give up, "There is no doubt that the murderer often wanders there."
"Besides, my [jurisdiction] is not in that area," Xio replied confidently, "My [jurisdiction] is in the East Side, not Queens. I'm not that good at finding people there. I need to go there more often and change my [jurisdiction]."
"That seems to make sense." The man with the golden mask gave in. "Then you should go shopping more often."
"But you must be careful," he warned, "that demon must have sensed your presence with its [Danger Sense] and could kill you at any time."
"Although we at MI9 have provided you with bodyguards, the Miss Fowles beside you is likely to become a flaw."
"Don't worry about her," Xio's tone was obviously filled with worry, "I will move in the near future."
"As soon as possible," the masked man said, "You are indispensable to finding the serial killer. If your safety is in jeopardy, the higher-ups will kill me."
"Also, if you must go and see Viscount Stratford, then you should pay close attention to every person he has come into contact with, and include each one in your report and submit it to me."
"You don't need to monitor it all the time. When you have free time or are passing by, just pay attention. Believe me, you are not the only one doing this task. As long as you can submit a valuable report every week, you can get a certain amount of merit. There are merits every week."
"I see." When I thought of Stratford
Sir, Hugh is always a little dazed
This viscount was the captain of the palace guards and her father's former deputy, and was the person most likely to know the cause of her father's death.
'Maybe I can find out something.
Well, she couldn't help but be full of hope, 'It will definitely workChapter 95: Sea Chapter
Today is Saturday, May 28, 1350. In the original world line, on this day, Alger and Klein agreed to explore the primitive island.
However, since Alger in this world line has become a pirate general, he cannot explore with the [world].
In contrast, our new pirate general [Vice Admiral of the Underworld] Alger Wilson encountered some other events.
"You bastard!" Alger personally operated the rudder and cursed, "Damn you, Sirenar Berg, the Lord of Storms will definitely curse you!!"
"Captain!!" said his new first mate. "The Lord's authority does not include [curse]!!"
"I know!!" Alger said angrily, "Can't you see I was just cursing?!"
"boom!!"
The shells struck and blew up the rear cabin of the Blue Avenger, but soon the holes made by the shells began to repair themselves.
"Control the sails!" Alger shouted at the crew, "It doesn't matter even if their ship can travel through the spirit world! Such a large ghost ship can't flash over a short distance!!"
"We are faster than them!! As long as we get away from them, they can't catch us even if they can teleport!!"
The one currently chasing after the Blue Avenger is [White Light Priest] Sirenar Berg, a fanatical follower of the Eternal Sun who is keen on killing all potential members of the Church of Storms.
There is no doubt that Silennar somehow found out that Alger was a privateer captain of the Church of Storms and became the new pirate general, so he came here specifically to kill Alger.
A fierce naval battle broke out between the two sides. Although Alger had magical items awarded by the church and the help of extraordinary crew members, he was ultimately no match for Silenaar and had to escape.
"boom!!"
The Blue Avenger's muzzle gun spewed out bright tongues of fire, and the iron-black shells smashed into Silenna's ghost ship, exploding on the deck. For a moment, flames and wood chips splashed everywhere, scratching the crew's skin.
"Humph," Silenaar snorted when he saw this situation, "By the standards of a Sequence 6, Alger Wilson is indeed fierce."
"But after all, he's only a Sequence 6," he commented. "How can he defeat Harvey Constantine?"
"Stop joking. Although I've always teased Harvey Constantine as the weakest of the seven pirate generals, he shouldn't be this weak, right?"
"It seems that in the ambush of Admiral Deepwater, his helper was the most meritorious."
"The Storm Church actually nominated such a person as a pirate general. It seems that its days are numbered."
"The sunset of the storm will eventually be swallowed up by the bright sunrise of the Lord!!"3
Even comparing Leo's Robe to the setting sun is a blasphemy against eternity.
"Praise the sun!!!"
Another black shell flew over and hit Sirenaar's face directly. He snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved it. A wind blade that definitely did not belong to the [Sun] path cut the shell in half and swept past him.
"Keep bombarding!" He waved his hand, "Blow up all the crew members of that ship!"
"boom!!"
Countless shells poured out and bombarded the Blue Avenger.
The sea surface was splashed with huge water by the shells that fell into the water. The water was so high that it went straight onto the deck. A huge hole was blasted in the wooden ghost ship by the artillery fire, and seawater poured back into it.
"Don't panic! Scoop out the water! "Al
Jie remained calm in the face of danger and gave orders calmly, "Our ghost ship cannot sink! All we need to do next is to maintain this rhythm and intercept the shells. It will be easy to get rid of them."
"Captain! Captain!!" At this moment, Delas rushed over, "An unknown ship is approaching rapidly from the left!!"
Upon hearing this, Alger turned his head and looked to the left. There was indeed a ship at the end of his sight.
He took out his telescope and looked carefully.It was a steam-powered ship with both steam and sails, and the hull was made of a mixed structure of metal and wood. There was no doubt that it was a ghost ship.
Alger immediately thought that it was a yacht. After all, yachts of this type were quite common. However, he quickly denied this. After all, the boat seemed a little small to be a yacht.
Then, Alger saw the ship's flag.
"Crescent," he put down the telescope, "[Red
"Why is he here? Doesn't he usually stay in the waters around West Balam?" Alger was a little confused.
"He will definitely attack us, Captain!!" said his new first mate Dopps, "We have to change course! And avoid them!!"
"Yes," Alger raised his hand, "Turn around and outflank Sirenal."
"Outflank?" Dopps was a little confused. "With whom?"
"Of course it's with Draculas." Alger said with a smile, "The direction of the Crescent Moon is a little wrong, and it doesn't seem to be turning. At this speed and direction, the ship will eventually get between us and Silenna."
"There is no doubt that Draculas is coming for them." He looked at Dops meaningfully. "Dops, the sea is different from the land."
"Many times, unexpected people can become allies."
"You need to change some of your old inland habits as soon as possible."
at the same time.
"Draculas?" Sirenar put down the telescope. "Why is he coming for us?"
"Captain, have you forgotten?" the second mate reminded him, "The church publicly executed several vampires a few days ago."
"I see," he looked at the menacing warship, "is he here to avenge his people?"
"Captain, the Blue Avenger has also begun to turn," the third mate also put down the telescope, "Alger seems to want to cooperate with the Crescent to outflank us!"
"Humph, a bunch of pagans..." Sirennar
He snorted, "Forget it. We just fought with Alger and are not in good shape. If we fight with the Crescent again, I'm afraid we will be in danger."
"withdraw."
After he finished speaking, strange runes appeared on every wooden board of his ghost ship.
These runes were very faint at first, then slowly began to brighten, getting brighter and brighter. After three minutes,
Afterwards, a violent burst of light broke out.
When the light fades, the ghost ship of Sirennar
Disappeared over the sea.
Ten minutes later.
Alger maintained the majesty of a new pirate admiral and stared directly at the Crescent Moon which was within reach.
The pirates on the Crescent did not show their teeth and claws,
They did not intimidate the protesters, they just watched cautiously.
Looking at Alger, looking at his ghost ship.
Even the pale, black-haired man in front of the captain's room showed no hostility.
meaning.
"I've heard of your great name, Lieutenant General Alger."
The man walked down the stairs, "I have heard of you.
Long. "
"Me too, Mr. Viscount."
He replied politely, "I remember we had a very pleasant chat at the last pirate conference held by the King of the Five Seas."
"Well, speaking of which, I was the one who sold the evil-marked black panther spinal fluid you bought at the pirate convention." Draculas smiled, "Please allow me to ask out of curiosity, who did that extraordinary material end up with?"
"The buyer requested that his identity remain confidential,"
The image of the [world] flashed through Erjie's mind. "Please allow me to reject your curiosity."
"Of course, I am grateful for your coming.
Thank you very much. If you hadn't come, it would have taken me another half an hour to get rid of Sirennar."
"No need to thank me, we just take what we need." Draculas walked to the center of the Crescent and said
Come on, we vampires value etiquette. Mr. Alger has become the new pirate general. It is really rude of me to visit him without any gifts."
"Forget about the gift," Alger smiled, "Why not just treat this meeting as a gift?
Even if you don't need my thanks, I still have to thank you.