After the talks, Lu Xiang and Song Lanbing split into two paths, one went to the garbage dump to investigate the existence of the Mechanic God Cult, and the other lay down on the bed to sleep.

But this time, Song Lan emphasized that she was not lazy, but to do business.

At this moment, the 'Emperor' who was far away in Silvermoon Harbor was also doing business.

He met Cuenca in private.

At first meeting, the rebel leader of the expeditionary force was wary and hostile to him, but when he made his intentions known, the other party thought twice and finally put aside their grievances with the coalition government and set about facing the problems before them.

"Half a month ago, I met with Archbishop Heliface and the First Legion Commander of the Barossa Group, and they wanted us to establish a defensive line in the coastal area centered on Silvermoon Harbor."

Cuenca said solemnly.

Recently, he has been working on the construction of coastal defense lines, but the "Emperor" has brought bad news.

An unknown mechanical plague has invaded Silvermoon Harbor, and Father Gaudall has become an infected object, his hollowed-out heart mutated into a gear set, a transition from flesh to machine.

Father Gaudel himself, on the other hand, was chosen by the Church of the Tides to represent him in Silvermoon Harbor.

Heliface claimed that the Lord of the Tides they served was related to the aberrant constructs in the pits and the "whispers" from the Void, and that it was most likely one of the Father's masterpieces, like the plants that ravaged Sector 1.

It has existed even longer than humans.

"What are you going to do?"

He threw these problems to the Emperor, wanting to hear how the Coalition Government's six-star rescuers would choose when faced with these thorny problems.

"Prepare a boat for me, I'm going to sea."

"Emperor" shows the intention.

It had been a long time since he had left Area Seventeen to hear a voice from the "Genius Mechanic Maiden", who seemed to be throwing a tantrum and locked in a cold war with him, so he had to follow his instincts and head to the Misty Isles.

The escaped high-ranking councillors had already arrived at their destination, and his instincts told him that the answer he wanted to find was hidden there.

"You're going to sea?"

Cuenca couldn't believe his ears, Heliface and the commander of the 1st Regiment of the Barossa Group repeatedly told him not to go to sea, there was an unknown danger lurking, "With all due respect, this is not a wise decision, it is better to stay in the harbor and help us strengthen our defense than to die in vain." ”

He believed that with the addition of the 'Emperor', the local defense force would be upgraded to another level.

"I've decided."

The "Emperor" said in a surging voice, he would not stop his steps because of danger, and deep down, he had always had doubts about the death of the botanist Trion.

Someone didn't want Trianne to tell her the secrets she knew.

"It seems that you are not a person who listens to persuasion...... Well, I can prepare a ship and supplies for you to go to sea, but whether you can cross the uncharted seas or not depends on your own skills. ”

"Thank you."

Bidding farewell to Cuenca, the "Emperor" began to prepare to go to sea.

He commissioned the Seagull to find a Tidal Church crew, who had sailed with the ship through the uncharted seas, and the asking price of the crew was of course high, high enough for an ordinary person to stay away from these places of right and wrong and find a peaceful town to spend the rest of his life.

The Seagull did not come to say goodbye to him.

Because in her opinion, this is a life-threatening errand, and only the kind of person who is willing to take risks with the idea of "going home to retire after doing this vote".

As for the 'Emperor', she was already speechless about this person who didn't eat oil and salt.

She sincerely hopes that the other party can stay in Yinyue Port for a long time and treat this place as her home.

"Clothes, food, water, and a case of rum......"

The man in his early forties, with a hooked nose and cloudy eyes, and a scarecrow-like emaciated build, inspected the ship's supplies and said in a gloomy voice, "No, you're missing some of the most important things." ”

"What's that?"

"Sacrifice."

There was a sudden light in his cloudy eyes, "Only the sacrifice can let the Lord of the Tides guide our way." ”

Another sacrifice?

Previously, in the First District, the members of the Fishing Boat Club had been offering innocent company employees as sacrifices to their "gods" all year round, a ritual that Trianne called the rite of godhood.

Immediately afterward, he suddenly realized that the name Fishing Boat Club itself was closely related to the sea, and that perhaps the cultists of the Church of the Tides had also completed the rite of godhood in this land, and shared their successful experience with the councilors in the far away First District.

In the deepest part of this sea, there is probably a god who has passed the rite of godhood and is in full form.

After a pause, the Emperor said, "There are no sacrifices, this is all our supplies. ”

"No sacrifices?"

The crew of the Tide Church widened their eyes, "The master doesn't want to hear such an answer, listen to the iron pimple, this is not a discussion with you, you will definitely not be able to reach the Misty Islands without sacrifices, as for the sacrifices...... The host likes to be under 20 years old, preferably the kind with fine skin and tender meat. ”

He really wants to do a big job, but this doesn't mean that he wants to die, "There are a lot of orphans in Yinyue Harbor, take one they won't find out, if you really can't find an orphan, just go to any family and catch one, it shouldn't be difficult for you." ”

"As I said, there is no sacrifice, so I go to sea."

"That's not good, I won't follow you to death, you don't know what will happen if you anger your master!"

The crew stared at the Emperor, secretly thinking about the possibility of not returning the payment, after all, he had already shown the other party a clear way, and it was this layman who refused to follow the advice of an insider.

"I'll go with you."

Just as the two were at a stalemate, a familiar voice came into their ears.

The "Emperor" followed the prestige and found Diego on the docks in the middle of the night with a large bag on his back, wearing a shabby cloak and half of his face obscured.

"Isn't this coming?"

The crew whistled, and he raised his hands to welcome Diego's arrival, and he guessed that the little boy had probably not heard their conversation, and thought it was an ordinary ocean voyage, "Boy, you came at the right time, we are about to go to sea." ”

The Emperor stopped in front of the boat and Diego, "Go back." ”

He saw everything in the Aura Theatre, including how Diego's companions were thrown into the sea as sacrifices.

He's going to the Misty Islands to find the truth, but he's not going to sacrifice innocent port orphans.

"This is the Father's guidance, and she will bless us to reach the Misty Islands safely."

Diego's gaze was firm, "Even if you don't want to take me out to sea, I'll find a way to go to the Misty Islands myself." ”

The Emperor felt that things were getting more and more delicate.

Flesh gods, mechanical plagues, and now men who are regarded as Father God by the Aura Troupe.

The battle between the three parties is already fierce and is about to be put on the table.

But before that, he had to figure out one thing, "Are you referring to your 'Father,' or her messenger?" ”

"This is a mission given to me by God Father himself, and he also taught everyone how to make seaweed rice balls."

With that, Diego proudly pulled out a bag of the fruits of their afternoon's labor.

This is everyone's preparation for him to go to sea.

Although these rice balls may seem like ordinary food, they really feel that God the Father is with them, and unlike the gods who are said to be on high above, God the Father has come into their lives.

How to make seaweed rice balls......

The "Emperor" looked at the rice ball in Diego's hand with a smile and a smile, this is indeed the style of the father in their mouths, but let a child who has just recovered from a serious injury go to sea?

Could it be that he had mistaken the other party, and that she was as ruthless as the other gods?

"Hurry up, are you going to grind until dawn?"

The crew of the Church of the Tides urged them impatiently, for fear that the 'Emperor' would scare away the sacrifice that had been sent to his door, after all, the mechanical bump didn't look like a good brain.

Ignoring the crew, the Emperor asked, "Can you still hear her now?" ”

"I can hear you."

Diego said, "God God put me on board. ”

Seeing his resolute attitude, the 'Emperor' finally had to make concessions, because he knew that these orphans, even if he left Diego on the shore, the latter would probably find another boat to go to sea alone.

With the roar of the engines, the boat left the dock.

The two stayed in the cabin, and Diego shared with the "Emperor" a rice ball prepared for him by his companions, which was not complicated to make and the ingredients were very simple, but the built-in operating system in his head described it as "rare and delicious".

It was eerily quiet in the cabin, and they all knew it was the last silence before the storm, with only the crew left on deck for some worship ritual they couldn't understand.

The silence didn't last long, and when the silhouette of Silvermoon Harbor vanished, the sky above them changed.

Red clouds hung over their heads, and behind the clouds a scarlet ball of light made it impossible to tell whether it was the sun or the moon.

A strange red light spread on the surface of the sea.

After a while, the exclamations of the crew were heard outside the cabin.

The Emperor was the first to burst out of the room, and finding the crew at the edge of the deck, staring at the sea in horror, stepped forward to find something slowly drifting towards them.

It's not hard to guess how large the creature really is from its exposed parts.

The Emperor was ready for battle, watching the creatures get closer and closer to them, and then ...... He passed the entire ship, and when it floated to the side of the ship, he realized that it was indeed some unknown sea creature, or more accurately a part of it.

The part appeared to have been cut by some sort of sharp object, and his prosthetic eye keenly caught the explosives and mechanical parts that remained in the flesh and skin.

At this moment, the frightened crew finally came to their senses, and shouted at the two of them in a tone of anger, "Someone, someone killed the master's messenger, who did this?" Who exactly? ”

Before they could finish speaking, more and more "floating objects" on the surface of the sea were approaching them.

They were scattered so quietly on the surface of the sea, apparently completely out of breath.