As for how the Black Sun was shattered by the sun, Alena, the apparent winner, was reluctant to recall, and she could only compromise with Sost now.

However, the anger is only temporary, although she has fallen, but her strength has improved, especially after becoming a member of the church in the bright light, it can be described as terrifying.

Therefore, Sost couldn't threaten her for too long, and the most important thing she needed to think about now was the issue of Godhead, and how to get her Godhead back became unknown.

Without a godhead, no matter how fast her strength improves, her height is even infinitely close to that of a god...... It didn't work.

Infinite proximity to ≠ God

During this time, Soster returned to the underworld of Tria, and with the help of Alena Liying, he soon gained a dominant position and became the true king of Tria's underworld.

It wasn't long before a down-and-out aristocrat, Baron Sost, began to gradually mingle with the high society of Tria.

The city is free of gratuitous homicides, and the situation is beginning to stabilize.

The Pope of Light arranged things in the Western Continent with a smile on his face, and at the same time was glad that the gods did not give up on them, and this disaster was indeed a test.

At the same time, this secret is only known to the top of the church, and even the delegation of Western Continent affairs is kept in the dark.

Each force has its own way, and how can there be eternal friends.

......

Sea City, Idores

If there are many cities in this world that are too old to be studied, Idoris is definitely one.

The atmosphere here is quirky, with the unbridled nature of the sea on one side and a strong historical heritage on the other.

According to the annual expedition report released by the city of Evos, there are at least three layers of collapsed historical relics under Idores, which may be older than the Orc Parliament Hill.

Such a honeycomb-shaped geological structure makes this sea city precarious, if it weren't for the Poseidon Church's soft spot here, I'm afraid this place would have continued to collapse and be swallowed by the sea.

Sophia stepped out of the carriage and jumped in front of the Poseidon Church, her eyes full of curiosity.

It's the first time she's here, and having been born and raised on the West Coast, she's never been outside of her hometown.

"Now I'm going abroad!" Sophia's bright eyes flashed.

"Be quiet, what are you like, you're not a little girl anymore, don't rely on good grades to do whatever you want. The bishop reminded him, his tone not blaming, only soft.

As a priest to the god of the sea, Sophia showed her talent for magic early on and was taken care of.

This time Idoris also came for this matter, a group of gifted priests will be tested here, and those who pass can be used as a backup for the Poseidon Bishop, focusing on training.

The construction of the Western Continent is progressing in an orderly manner, the Wood Elves are about to carry out a general attack, and the major churches are expanding their manpower, otherwise according to the normal situation, Sophia will have to survive for a while at this age.

In the evening, Sophia and a few friends ran out of the Poseidon Church, and the test would not wait until tomorrow, when the archbishop himself presided over, and these young girls naturally would not let go of this opportunity to relax.

Idoris at night is no different from during the day, and even more lively, with the streets full of stalls and residents especially fond of coming out after dark.

With the umami of seafood and the sweetness of sake on the one hand, the boundless sea and rough sea breeze on the other, the triple enjoyment of sight, smell, and taste is unforgettable.

The streets here are not wide, the people are crowded, and it didn't take long for Sophia to be separated from a few companions, all kinds of smells lingering on the tip of her nose, and saliva unconsciously flowed out.

The stars shifted, the moon ran to the middle of the sky, Sophia patted her stomach and burped, got up and wanted to pay the bill, but found that the money she brought was not enough at all.

The boss's unkind eyes are very revealing, but if you show the face of the Poseidon Church, it's okay, but after you go back, you will definitely have to be punished, maybe you won't even have the opportunity to test this time.

At this moment, a gold coin was thrown into the boss's hand, and a familiar but very deep voice sounded from behind.

"No need to look for it. ”

Sophia turned around suspiciously, her eyes widening suddenly: "Ferrante, why are you here! You're not afraid...... Aren't you afraid of being caught?"

"Long time no see. Ferrante rarely showed a smile, "What are you afraid of, this is not the Duchy of Solan." ”

"Where have you been all these years? Do you know that an archbishop of the God of War Church came to you......

Sophia's voice grew quieter, and she gradually remembered why Ferrante had chosen to run away.

"There is no way, we can't watch the refugees starve to death. Ferrante squinted and lit a cigarette, "Take you to a fun place." ”

Sophia suddenly hesitated and looked back in the direction of the church.

“...... Come back before dawn. ”

......

Sophia frowned when an ordinary fishing boat departed from the harbor and traveled at a completely abnormal speed.

"Ferrante, are you driving the souls of the drowned?

"Have I done it, why can't it be the god of the sea who favors me?"

Ferrante's serious scoundrel left Sophia speechless, and sat aside in a huff.

After about half an hour, a fog rose in the sea ahead, and the fishing boat began to slow down and sail in.

When the ship docked, Sophia, who was not stupid, felt the breath around her and quickly thought of something.

"Ghost Island ......"

"It's not just an island......

Later, Ferrante took Sophia to visit the island, which was not deserted, on the contrary, in addition to being surrounded by the souls of countless drowned people, the city on the island was actually very lively.

It's a human being, a living person, and Sophia will never admit her mistake.

"They are all poor people, who have not enough to eat on the shore, so they can only come to me. Ferrante explained.

"Are you going to build a paradise here?"

Hearing this, Ferrante was stunned and shook his head: "Some of them are willing to stay here for the rest of their lives, but the vast majority of them are only temporarily living. ”

"What do you mean?" Sophia's eyebrows twisted.

Ferrante didn't answer immediately, but said with a long look in his eyes:

"Sooner or later, they will return to the land, sooner or later, they will return to their homeland and take back their ordinary life. ”

Ferrante's words seemed to be only half spoken, and Sophia didn't understand it, and seemed to feel that something was missing.

After the visit, Ferrante sent Sophia back to land, and before leaving, Sophia prayed earnestly to the ghost island, when no one saw it, and the coffin of the soul gatherer hidden in the secret room by Ferrante trembled.

The next day

Sophia began to prepare for today's test early in the morning, and I heard that it was very simple, that is, there was a basin of water in the house, and the priests took turns using divine magic, and whoever could stir up more ripples would have better talent.

Well, it sounds cheesy, but Sophia wasn't well prepared because she had insomnia.

There was a long queue in the church hall, but soon Sophia arrived.

As she walked into the side room, the archbishop of the room smiled and motioned for her to start at any time.

The prayer to the god of the sea was chanted in her mouth, and the fluctuations of the divine magic burst out from the palm of her hand, and at that moment Sophia was very disappointed, because she was really not in a good state.

But what she didn't expect was that the sea water in the basin first bubbled, and then began to boil.

The water vapor rose into the air, and by the time she withdrew her palm, half of it had evaporated.

“...... What's your name?"

"Sophia......

“...... Very good. ”

......

It's night again, and Sophia still comes out to hang out, and in the face of the daytime test, the situation is very good, so good that it is shocking.

But she wasn't very sure of herself, because she didn't know what was going on.

"Sophia!"

Ferrante's shout reappeared, and for some reason, every time he faced this girl's smile, the depression in his heart could be relieved a lot.

"Again?"

"Let's go! I caught a sea king squid today, so you can see what the real scenery is!"

The two rushed to Ghost Island again, and Ferrante deliberately stayed away from the crowd and set a fire on the hill outside the city.

At this time, he felt that his heart was very quiet, so quiet that he forgot the bloody killing of the general in his dream.

Eating grilled squid, Sophia suddenly paused: "I heard that Ghost Island can float around, how did you do it?"

Ferrante smiled mysteriously, only to see him wave his hand, and the fog that shrouded the entire island dissipated, and the view from the top of the hill was instantly empty, with the sea on all sides.

"Well, that's the view. ”

At this moment, a dull roar seemed to resound through the sky, and a huge turtle head appeared in the eyes of the two.

Syllable!

The squid in her hand fell, Sophia was completely stunned, looked at the boundless sea, and murmured: "What a big pot of Wang Ba soup......"