The Purple Vine Forest wasn't as big as it had been, at least for now, and it only took the sailors who came down from the Black Pearl half an hour to cover the entire forest area, and they didn't notice anything unusual along the way.

Wendy pointed to a convex rock directly in front of her, "Captain, shall we take a break?" ”

"Hmm."

Jack nodded expressionlessly, and the sailors immediately gathered a bunch of purple branches and lit a bonfire, which eased slightly when the flames flew up and the light of the fire shone on everyone's faces.

Foods such as white bread, smoked bacon, and red ham on the banks of the Segall are charred over a campfire, giving off a tantalizing aroma that sailors can eat as they speculate about what's on the island.

"You say there will be anything other than otherworldly species on an unknown island?" A thin, short-haired sailor with a pointed beak, high cheekbones, asked.

"I don't know, I've only been on the ship for a short time, but when I was in Venice in the past, I heard from local adventurers that there is a high probability that there will be a temple on an unknown island, and sometimes you can encounter lost treasures, do you know what this means?"

"What does that mean?"

An East Roma man with dark skin, dark brown curly hair, and thick lips replied:

"That means women, gold pounds, and if you're lucky, you can even gain supernatural abilities and become a priest like our great captain!"

When the priesthood was spoken, the sailors burst into a joyful laugh, and each of them had a look of longing on their faces, as if they could no longer bear it.

Jack didn't join the discussion, he looked around him warily, the island was very strange, whether it was in the air or on the ground, there was no sound except for the sound of them walking and talking.

The journey has been peaceful, which definitely does not bode well, and there are many records of exploring unknown areas in the Church texts, at least so far, none of the islands in the Florence territory are safe.

"Don't talk, explore after eating, I don't know what dangers lurk in this hellish place."

Hearing Jack's words, the sailors stopped chatting and began to swallow the bread and ham faster, and after a short rest, the exploration team of sailors continued to set off again.

"Captain, what time do we need to explore this time?" John Ming leaned over and asked in a whisper.

"At most, a quarter of an hour, you are also a clergyman of the initial sequence, haven't you noticed any problems?"

"Questions?"

"yes, if it's not clear, maybe you can see what time it is?" Jack's rugged face showed a hint of solemnity.

John Ming was stunned for a moment, then looked at the pocket watch hanging on his body, and suddenly said:

"10:11, how is that possible, Captain... This? ”

"Shh

Jack raised his left hand and put his index finger to his mouth in a forbidden motion.

"I've always suspected that the darkness here is influenced by some supernatural force, and perhaps the reason lies on this island, as the diaries from those sailboats illustrate these problems."

"Danger and opportunity coexist, it's the same thing, unless there is nothing on this island, or we die on the island, we ......"

"Otherwise we will get the opportunity to become the priests of the higher order." There was a hint of frenzy in John's eyes, and he whispered.

"That's right!"

The corners of Jack's mouth rose, as if he had seen himself who had gained great and extraordinary power, leading the sailors to stand on the Black Pearl, sailing continuously on the blue sea.

.........

As the minutes ticked by, the five sailors of the exploration team quickly walked across the plains and into the Black Forest, where there was almost no light.

Each tree in the forest is extremely large, and they all have the common characteristic of having a distinct furrow of bark, as if it had been cut with some sharp object.

Black Spotted Tree? No, no, it's an obsidian tree?

I didn't expect to see a transcendent plant here, and legend has it that the obsidian tree is one of the main materials for drawing the crow's path to desecrate solitaire.

Unfortunately, this tree exudes a curse all over its body, and only high-level clerics who are immune to curses, or artifact items with similar abilities, have the ability to pick.

Jack withdrew his slightly greedy gaze, and as he walked, he kept an eye on his feet to avoid encountering other otherworldly plants or creatures that seemed to have no problems, but were in fact very problematic.

Luckily, the road was safe, and there was nothing wrong with it except for the cursed Obsidian Tree.

As for the Obsidian Tree, as long as you are not stupid enough to attack it, the curse's properties will not spread out and harm the surrounding environment.

Jack didn't say anything along the way, and Wendy, the fat boatswain on the Black Pearl, who had been following behind him, also remained silent for the first time.

John scratched his brown curls with an iron hook when he was fine, he wanted to say something, but because the surroundings were too quiet, and the four sailors around him still needed to explore, he finally chose to be silent.

After walking for about ten minutes, Jack instinctively became irritable and began to suspect that there should be some unknown problems in this jungle, otherwise why would he not be able to get out for most of the day?

He was about to unleash his supernatural abilities and float into the sky to look down when he heard the shouts of the sailors at the front.

"Captain, there's an open field ahead."

The young sailor at the front held a torch and looked with some excitement at the vast plain.

Just as he was about to say something more, a dull and suppressed crash suddenly came from the front, as if the grave keeper was ringing a bell, and a sense of fear instantly enveloped everyone's hearts.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

"Shh

Jack immediately made a silent gesture, he quickly moved forward, took the torch from the hand of one of the sailors, and when the light from the crimson flame was projected, the scene in front of him gradually became clearer, and the sound heard became more and more obvious.

Huge undead creatures of rickety or creeping bones, cradling stones, wood, broken bodies, and other things, piled up or placed, as if they were building something.

From the outside, it looks like a dilapidated temple, but inside the temple, a strange stone sculpture is cast that looks like an octopus and a dragon combined.

"Temple?"

Jack's eyes flickered, the five fingers of his left hand immediately opened, and his eyes fanatically said to John Ming and Wendy behind him:

"There's a lost temple up ahead."

As soon as Jack finished speaking, all of a sudden, the huge creatures of the underworld made up of skeletons seemed to sense something, and at the same time stopped the work in his "hands", turned his body in unison, and looked at several outsiders......

………

Above the royal court, in the majestic palace of the abode covered by the gray and white sea, Venason sat on the top bronze throne, holding the black card that had just appeared out of thin air.

"This is the profane solitaire of the Sequence Pathway 9 Spirit Master? Sure enough, it's different from other ordinary solitaire. ”

He fixed his eyes on the black card, and vaguely saw a complex and obscure symbol emerging from the surface of the card.

It was made up of Hidden Eyes and five twisted tentacles, but it was chaotic and had a strong impact on the spirit.

At this moment, the voice of the deep dive Abyss Gorot sounded again.

"Spiritualists, with excellent mental states as manifestations, spirits can be used to probe, imaging, influence, can also use telekinesis, control objects, these represent a certain extraordinary ability."

"My great, supreme master, the spiritual master is also your initial sequence pathway, and I think you should know how to use it to awaken once again the great power that is dormant in your body."

Vinason was stunned for a moment, this was the first time he had touched a profane card, how could he possibly know how to use it?

Wait, touch? Why do I say the word touch?

Could it be that the essence of touching the transcendent means touching with the hand?

Wouldn't that be a little too simple? And I've got the profane card in my hand, so that's a touch, right?

Venason suddenly had a toothache, but instead of rushing to ask Gothro, he looked more closely at the blasphemous card representing the Path 9 Spirit.

Suddenly, an indescribable feeling came over him, and little by little, his gaze fell on the symbol of the Hidden Eye and the twisted tentacles.

Touch... Is it touching this symbol?

I don't know why, the longer I look at this strange symbol, the more Vinason wants to touch it with his hands, to possess it, as if he is enchanted, and behind this most primitive desire, there is an unknown fear that is difficult to contain.

He suddenly remembered a sentence he had heard:

"The oldest and strongest human emotion is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear is the fear of the unknown", and now he has a deep understanding of the fear that comes from the unknown.

Is this the power of profane solitaire? My conjecture was correct.

Venason took a deep breath, spread his palm and let go of the profane card, letting it hover in mid-air, then stretched out his left hand, stretched his fingertips, and touched the hidden pattern on the card.

Tick! Tick!

The sound of water droplets suddenly sounded in his heart, the blasphemous cards disappeared, and then an invisible force began to pour into his body wildly, and he couldn't help but convulses in pain, and fell directly on the bronze throne.

What's going on?

Is it the wrong operation or is it?

Venasson's whole body tensed, and huge beads of blood began to seep out of the capillaries on the surface of his skin, causing his clothes to quickly stain red, as if he were a flesh monster that had been skinned.

I felt my mind expanding, my spirit detaching, my soul... The soul has changed on its own...

Venason struggled to control himself, and it dawned in his mind that this was a hurdle that must be crossed to touch the extraordinary, and if he crossed it, he would be extraordinary, and if he couldn't overcome it, he would only become this flesh-and-blood monster.

Perhaps the lowest reason for the initial profanity sequence, it was only ten seconds before the pain of the squeezing faded like the sea.

As soon as he took over the control of his body, he immediately consciously and quickly sorted out his spirituality, recovering his spiritual consciousness little by little, until it was all stored, and the blood red on the surface of his skin faintly subsided and re-revealed smooth.

"That's the touch of transcendent ......"

The powerful spiritual power was released from the inside out, and there seemed to be layers of illusory ripples flowing in those amber eyes, like a deep pool of water.

At this moment, he officially stepped into the transcendent and became a priest, Sequence Path 9 - Spiritual Master!

Venason exhaled lightly, and then the cold voice of the Deep Abyss Gorot reverberated in his ears, echoing through the entire ancient and majestic royal court like a proclamation.

"He is the ancient ruler who sleeps in the city of Ralaye, the mysterious lord above the taboo, the eternal old dream that transcends time and space, and at this moment, he has regained his original power, and the tide of the times has advanced, and history will turn to a new chapter!"