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Alger's eyes flickered, and by the time the red light had cleared, he had reached the mysterious space above the gray mist.

He was not alone in the temple-like space, and seeing other acquaintances, Alger was slightly relieved at first, and then worried about his body. But now that your soul is guaranteed, it's a good thing, as long as you go back and scoop up your body. The underwater breathing ability and physical fitness of the "Ocean Singer" in Sequence 5 have been greatly enhanced, and they are able to survive in the sea for a long time. It's like sleeping in the sea, as long as you can still fish it up and float to the surface, then you can still live.

On the other hand, the other sailors on the Blue Avengers, they were all caught in the darkness, and they were probably hopeless.

The "Blue Avengers" will be lost if they don't do well, and if the whole team returns alive by me, I will be watched for a long time to come......

Alger thought for a moment, then looked away at the others near the bronze table.

His gaze collided with that of the "Hermit" Gardelia, and Alger immediately noticed that the other party's spirituality was more active than usual, and the surging starlight on his body seemed to condense into a huge eye.

Alger was slightly stunned, and immediately made a guess, and his heart suddenly became hot.

The unsmiling "world" also sat at the end of the long table and did not speak to them for the time being. Mr. "Fool" was not here, and in the silence, Alger took the initiative to talk to the "Hermit" and seek information:

"There's a tsunami on my side, what's going on on your side?"

Gadelia was also waiting for the "hanged man" to speak, she glanced at the "world" that she didn't seem to want to speak, and then habitually pushed her glasses and replied: "I came here a few minutes before you, and before I came up, I had a premonition of a tsunami." ”

"I heard the whispers of the Hidden Sage, but this time it seemed to be different from before, and I sensed that it was very dangerous, and I could not resist it, so I immediately asked for the help of Mr. 'Fool'."

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“…… It stands to reason that we sailors can also sense the movement of the sea. ”

The "Hermit" lady had never had such a premonition before, and she had indeed gained divinity...... Alger almost wanted to take a deep breath, this was the second, the second demigod to appear at the Tarot meeting, and he was also an expert in the occult of magic, prophecy, which was a huge guarantee of survival for the extraordinary of the middle and low sequences. Alger remembered the "tyrant card", warned himself in his heart not to be in a hurry, and then spoke steadily:

"But this time the change was too sudden, and in our original hunch, today should be a good weather for going to sea."

Alger paused: "So, when the tsunami happened, we were actually only out of port for a morning. In addition, I encountered the 'sunken Laurel', and my ship and I were completely unable to resist, so I had to turn to Mr. 'Fool' for help. ”

"Praise the 'fools.'" Gardelia said.

"Praise the 'fools.'"

"Have you found a place to stop now?"

"No, I'm still in danger." Alger's expression became a little more serious, "My ship and all my crew were swallowed up by the shadow of the Sunken Laurel, based on the legend of the Laurel and the sights I saw, I suspect that the higher echelons of the Byron Empire took it out of the Bernard Sea, and when I encountered it, it was heading in the direction of the Rorsted Islands. ”

Gadelia's expression changed, and the "world" also turned its head, and the former asked solemnly:

"Are you devoured too?"

"I prayed to Mr. 'Fool' and then jumped out of the boat at the last moment and into the sea."

"My body should have been swept to the bottom of the ocean or washed somewhere else by now, and the 'Ocean Singers' can live under the sea for a long time, I just need to survive this tsunami, come back to my body, and resurface," Alger said. But if I was swallowed up by that darkness, then I might actually die. ”

"The Rorsted Islands haven't suffered the shadow you said for the time being." "World" Gelman joins the conversation, "It's the shelter of the 'Poseidon', and if something goes wrong, the rebels on the Blue Mountains Island should pray to the Poseidon......"

As he spoke, Crane suddenly thought of a setting that hadn't been mentioned for a long time, and this premise was that there was an "Angel of Death" under the "Fool" seat of Azik Eggers. Got the blood of the "Angel of Destiny", and came late to ignore the "hermit" Gadelia, who didn't know about it for the time being, he quietly observed the "Hanging Man", suspecting that the other party also thought of this setting. Combined with the top-down control of the "Grim Reaper" approach, it is easy to wonder if there is any connection between the two gods.

Ever since Mr. Azik left after something related to death, I have been able to contact him only by letter, and I don't really know where he is or what he is doing......

Crane's face did not change, and he decided not to take the initiative to bring up this setting, and let Alger make up for it as much as he could.

"Do you have a clue what's going on?" Seeing that the atmosphere had fallen silent again, Alger hurriedly asked.

He is the only one in the most dangerous situation of the three of them, and if this unexpected situation cannot be resolved within a day or two, he, the new "singer of the sea", may drown in the sea.

Moreover, it is difficult for him to guarantee that no sea monster and other creatures will be gathered and eaten during this time!

Crane was just about to speak, when his brow suddenly jumped, and Mr. "The Hanged Man" had his words fulfilled, and there were now layers of prayers in his ears, from the Rorsted Islands, from all the civilians and rebels who believed in the "god of the sea"!

He immediately blocked the senses of the other two, allowing Alger and Gadelia to communicate alone, while Gelman of the "World" became a secret puppet who could not speak, and then he and the puppet switched places and appeared in the main seat of the "Fool". Behind the high-backed chair, the symbol of "the eye of no child, the line of change" was constantly emitting ripples, and layers of prayer voices appeared in his mind, the number of which and the time of prayer were unprecedented, comparable to the scale of several collective prayer ceremonies organized privately by the rebels!

Crane froze, and the "Poseidon Scepter" flew to his side of the automatic, spreading his spirituality and touching the ripples of prayer.

Dozens of prayer images unfolded in his mind at the same time, and now that he is a saint, he can answer multiple prayers at the same time, and he doesn't have to worry about being dizzy and spiritually exhausted after answering a few times, and after gaining divinity, he finally has a little godly appearance.

After all, the previous Cavitovis was only Sequence 3, and judging from the resistance army's response to him, he may not have done as well as him.

Crane put aside his distractions and looked at the prayer screen, but when he looked at it, his brow immediately furrowed.

A family of three huddled in a small, dilapidated wooden hut shivering, the wind howling outside, and it was afternoon, but the sky was dark, with no stars, no sun, no moon, only the occasional flash of white lightning.

Some people are at sea, holding the mast in the midst of huge winds and waves and praying desperately, some are at home, some are working, and their prayer images all have the same background, everything in total darkness, no fingers in sight, white lightning.

This......

Crane subconsciously confirmed the clothing of these people, this is really not a god-forsaken place?

He looked at the prayers in Silver City, and found that the Eastern Continent was shining brightly, and it was completely unaffected, and the dislocation of the two worlds gave Crane a strange sense of absurdity.

The situation is urgent, and Crane looks at the highly symbolic darkness, and only by understanding what these things are can he figure out how to save the people of the Rorsted Islands - Crane can't take the souls of so many people at once, not to mention the fact that there is a violent tsunami, they are all ordinary people, they can't survive in the sea for a long time like Alger.

Through the vision of the Source Castle, he noticed that it was not really darkness, but the same void that the artificial god of death had given him, symbolizing "death" and "the underworld".

Could it be that this is ......

Crane's breathing quickened slightly, and he went back and forth through the different prayer images, and soon, an extraordinarily sharp prayer pierced his mind, and he looked closely, only to see a small fishing boat overturn just as his gaze was cast, and several fishermen dressed as natives of the Rorsted Islands fell into the sea, clutching a few planks and lifebuoys to float in the waves, praying to the god of the sea with difficulty.

And behind them, those darkness spread, countless necromantic creatures, bloody vines with long faces stretched out to them!

Crane immediately acted, and the "Poseidon Scepter" glowed, and the silver-white electric light flickered, and began to project power into the sea where those people were. With the blessing of the Source Castle, the Poseidon Scepter has done what it would never have been able to do - change the environment of a small area of sea in the absolute majesty of the "tyrant", and make the sea creatures of that small area obey its orders and leave with those fishermen!

Just as the bloody vines were about to touch the neck of the man closest to the darkness, an impossibly huge sea fish floated out of the sea, lifted all the victims to its back, and then rode away with incredible speed.

Crane urgently calls a sea monster corresponding to Sequence 6.

The fishermen, who had just brushed shoulders with death and felt that they were being used as food by the monsters, screamed in fright, and only after a few seconds did they notice that the sea monsters were just gliding smoothly on their backs on the sea, and in the blink of an eye, the wooden fishing boats behind them were long gone. The sea in the distance was pitch black, and nothing could be seen. The fishermen gradually reacted, scrambling to kneel on the sea monster and shout praises to the sea god.

The Rorsted Islands are now unsafe, the sun is setting, and the darkness of death is looming...... Let's put them on an island far from the Raging Sea.

What exactly is the goal of the Grim Reaper? Rorsted Islands? Sunia Sea? Or the Northern Continent?

Suddenly, Crane shrank and saw a large ship, a ...... slowly sailing out of the boundless darkness A "ghost ship" that fits all the elements of Gonzo at Sea! Almost immediately, Crane's mind came up with the "Pirates of the Caribbean" series he had seen before, the white hull was rusty, crawling with green barnacles, seaweeds and shellfish, and it was the "Laurel" that Alger saw!

His gaze couldn't help but look at the deck of the "Laurel", and he saw a familiar figure standing in the center of the deck, dressed in the distinctive Byron imperial costume, with gold ornaments hanging from his body and pure white feathers to show his status.

Countless ghosts and necromantic creatures walked up and down the ship, not one daring to approach his side, and as they passed, they all bowed their heads reverently, showing awe and fear for the Archon of Death.

Such a scale is clearly beyond Crane's capabilities, and it is impossible for him to drive away a dead consul who carries an "army"?

Crane's expression became dull, and the light of the "Poseidon Scepter" became a little darker.

In his ears were the cries of anguish and despair of the people, and in front of him were acquaintances and angels who could not be defeated at all.

What should I do?

……

Commanding the Laurel, Azik Eggers patrols the waters around the Tempest, destroying as many anchors as possible belonging to the God of War and the Lord of Storms along the way. Due to his affinity for the Northern Continent and his reminiscences of his past life, he was eventually sent to the sea to do some simple processing work. These anchors are mainly made up of pirates and colonists, and they will not attract the attention of the current "God of Thunder and Truth", and will allow Azik to recall some memories and lives that really belonged to her through this equal and blessed slaughter.

But even so, it was still a psychological burden for Azik.

But this kind of psychological burden will become less and less with the passage of time, you just walk, human beings die, you just get close, they are devoured, how can you feel that such a small and fragile life is the same thing as you?

A few minutes further on, the "Laurel" could enter the range of the archipelago, Azk hesitated for a moment whether to slow down, and then, an extremely dangerous spiritual premonition appeared in his mind, a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to his brain, and he was suddenly stimulated to reveal half of his mythical biological form, and the pale flames burned in his eyes.

An ethereal, lofty, indescribable sight fell from the height of the end, and Azik subconsciously raised his head to look up at the sky, but even if he couldn't reach the height of the breath, Azik heard a grand voice fall directly in his head, like a hundred bells striking at the same time, with undoubted majesty.

"Get out of here."

Azik's eyes widened, suspecting that this was a god hidden in the Rorsed Islands talking to him, but such a sense of oppression, such a sense of crisis was close to death, if such a god existed in the Rorsted Islands, why has there been no rumor at all?

Rorsted Islands, Rorsted Islands, who is sheltering here...... Azik immediately prayed to the Grim Reaper and told him what had happened to him. At the same time, a small detail flashed through his mind - Crane seemed to have told himself that he had obtained the identity of "Kavituva, the god of the sea", and was able to play the role of the god of the sea, and responded to Rorsted's followers instead of Cavituva.

Could it be...... Azik felt incredulous, no matter how much he tried to use his imagination, he couldn't compare that voice to the gentle, bookish young man he remembered, who was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole in the underworld and hide after being disguised. Is that shuddering aura supposed to be something that a demigod could have? Could it be ...... Crane has ......

In the sky above the Raging Sea, after receiving Azik's prayer, the Grim Reaper, shrouded in black mist, closed his eyes, turned his head, and looked in the direction of the Rorsted Islands.

There was a hint of doubt in her gaze, and the Grim Reaper looked at the sky of the archipelago, and scanned the archipelago back and forth, but she didn't find the slightest hint of powerful spiritual brilliance in it, and there was no Sequence One or above where it was hidden, let alone the Son of the Creator. She searched her mind for name after name and identity, but none of them matched the feeling Azik described. But—clearing those anchors wasn't the main goal, and she was ready to set off to help Intis fight the Storm Lord, and she didn't bother with the little things at sea.

And the loss of a Sequence 2 is also something that the Grim Reaper doesn't want to see, although Azik isn't very important. So she looked at the ship where her resurrected hand was and gave a deep order.

"There's no need to fight, let's go somewhere else."

The Grim Reaper actually agreed...... Once again, Azik felt a deep shock, and at the same time, he was once again a little suspicious of the identity of the great being. He responded in silence, then slowly retracted his spirituality that had spread almost to the edge of the Rorsted Islands, the dark world slowly dissipated, and the sky with a faint hint of sunlight behind the dark clouds returned to the vicinity of the islands.

The Laurel began to turn around, preparing to head north, to the Sunia Sea, where the Vosak Empire ruled.

Azik looked at the sky, looking for the gaze that he couldn't feel anymore, and asked in a low voice, "Crane?" Is that you? ”

On the source fort, Crane, who was holding his breath and concentrating, and cold sweat was faintly oozing from his forehead, saw the "Laurel" turn, and finally couldn't help but let out a long breath, feeling that his limbs were a little weak, and the experience of being a fox and a fake tiger in front of a god made him feel uncontrollably afraid. Unsure of Mr. Azik's current state, Crane had to use an almost intimidating way to force the other party to stop, of course, he also knew that such an act was very likely to attract the attention of the "Grim Reaper", and if he really angered the other party, not only would he die, but no one in the Rorsed Islands would survive.

Fortunately, the Grim Reaper doesn't seem to be planning to make a difference.

Crane took a deep breath, and then a deep breath, quickly recovering and calming his mind.

With the departure of the "Laurel", the sky in countless prayer images gradually lit up, and people gradually felt the sunlight again, returning to the normal world. The believers wept with joy and kept praising the "god of the sea", and the faith became more pious in the prayers over and over again.

Seeing that the archipelago was finally safe, Crane let out a long sigh, feeling his heartbeat return to normal, and laughed bitterly in his heart for the behavior of his brain just now, but since he was able to save so many people, this adventure was not a loss.

He was about to look away when he heard Azik's concerned and nervous whispers.

He was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he responded in a low voice:

"It's me, Mr. Azik."

tbc

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Okay, let's see if we can double change today.