Sea of Chaos, Black Pearl!

The dense fog covered the sea level in the distance, and the sea surface at the moment did not have a trace of wind and waves, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace, which is extremely rare in the Chaos Sea.

In mid-air, above the black "velvet curtain", two red full moons hung high, exuding an eerie light.

Jack D. Sparrow, wearing a huge tricorn hat and a blue Poseidon robe, and smoky makeup, gently clasped the door of the captain's quarters, and through the round window, the desk, notebook, inkwell, and the little girl sleeping on the table were covered with a crimson "light veil".

Jack's angular face stretched slightly, and he turned his head and walked onto the black old wooden deck, where he stood by and waited for a long time, when he walked over and handed a new telegram in both hands.

"Captain! A new telegram. ”

"From Poseidon Church?"

"It's the Poseidon Church, but it's not distributed by the headquarters, and I don't know the specific content."

Is it sent by the church, but not by the headquarters? Jack's dark gray eyes changed slightly, and he took the file bag and said:

"I have something very important to do tonight, you tell them not to disturb me."

"Do as you will, Captain!"

Watching Kvis leave, Jack quickly walked to the co-captain's room, pushed open the door, and was greeted by a log-colored desk, with an open notebook in the center, the paper was rough and yellowed, and rows of symbols were written on it that were impossible to understand.

This was taken from a hapless guy who carried a coffin church while passing through the Green Peninsula last week.

At that time, the unlucky man was seriously injured, and Jack couldn't bear his pain, so he sent him to see Poseidon with a Poseidon bullet, but listening to his last words, it seemed that he had escaped from the Strait of Gibraltar, but he didn't expect to meet the minions of the Poseidon Church here.

Thoughts flickered, and Jack returned to his desk, opened the pipe valve, and flipped the gas light switch.

There was a clatter, a clatter, a clump of light, but if you looked closely, there was no gas pipe connecting the glowing wall lamps, but wooden baffles carved with ancient patterns.

Whether it's the navy, or the pirate, or the adventurer, the gold digger, it can be said that everyone who sails out to sea, they dream of owning a ghost ship, in addition to never wearing, and not consuming energy is the most commendable.

Jack pulled out the file file, and it was the same as last time, a white piece of paper with patterns of waves, lightning, and storms, and lines of Ghent gradually emerged on it!

The Federal Mountains intercepted the secret telegram of the Hornevich Church, and now it is conveyed to all the Bishops, Executive Bishops, and Foreign Bishops of the Poseidon Church!

"It's actually a deciphered code? Or is it from the Hornavich church? ”

Jack was puzzled, after all, the Poseidon Church and the Hornevich Church are still in a good state of friendship between the two churches in the Church of the Four Gods, and now it seems that secretly deciphering the telegram of the Hornavich Church is not a friendly act.

He continued to read, and when he saw the first three lines, he was completely stunned.

"Sleeping in the ancient dominance of the city of L'Alaye...... The Mysterious Domination of the Forbidden ...... Eternal old dreams that transcend time and space......"

"Before the Divine Descent appeared at the Ruins of 003, someone had recited a spell that seemed to point to an ancient hidden being named Mr. Old Day."

"Demigods and below the Church of the Sea Gods, please do not use the ancient Hermesian, ancient lune, elven, giant, and dragon languages that can induce supernatural powers."

Just the first three sentences, Jack's brows furrowed tightly, the first thing that came to his mind was that Mr. Old had appeared in the real world, and the second was that there were members of the Kentu Society of the Hornavich Church.

Is it Miss Lord, or Mr. Fate?

No, it's possible that we're not members of the Kentosha Society, and damn it, I almost overlooked the other situation, knowing that Mr. Old was not the only one who was us, and that he should have someone under him.

Jack continued to read, but the text description that followed became more and more frightening.

"Ruins of 003, Rena's city-state, the Hunting Tournament for Hornavich University Freshmen, after someone recited the incantation, triggered a battle between the gods and the projections of the gods, to be precise."

"Three known Sages belonging to different sects have reached some sort of agreement to invade the ruins of 003, suspected of hunting for Venason van der Rohe."

The three Sages, what a big deal, I want to meet Venasson van der Rohe, Jack said silently.

"After the unknown spell came out, the projection of the gods came into the world, and the following picture is a miniature of the divine descent with the rubbing of the archbishop of the angelic person."

And image rubbing?

Jack happily poured spiritual power into this telegram, and the image of the rubbing slowly emerged, and the picture presented inside became clearer and clearer.

He searched for useful information in the picture, and suddenly a sky shimmering with crimson stars appeared in his eyes, and an incomparably familiar scene emerged.

This is...... The city of Lalaye, the old royal court?

The twisted city and the gray rippling waters in front of him were so familiar to Jack, and this was exactly what he had seen in Kentosha before.

Ever since he had guessed that Mr. Old was a god, he had thought that it was the abode of the gods, and in fact it was, so he dreamed of entering it again, and it was a great honor for the clergy to see the faces of the gods.

Jack turned his head to the other side of the image, and he noticed that the church hundreds of meters high on the opposite side was actually made of corpses and flesh and bones, and those overflowing breaths were full of pollution and curses just from the outside.

The scene in the picture continued to be broadcast, and Jack was stunned at first, then surprised and delighted, and couldn't believe his eyes, suspecting that the rubbing had caused him to hallucinate.

He saw an archangel with pitch-black wings on his back flash in the city of Lalaye, and with a flick of his bone sword, he sliced through the entire space of the Bone Chapel opposite, revealing an endless void, a power that was beyond the reach of human beings.

Archangel!

That's right, this must be an archangel, an archangel who serves the gods, but why are the wings black?

Before Jack could react more, he suddenly felt a tingling in his pupils, quickly withdrew his gaze, snapped, and snapped the telegram onto the table.

In his mind, he suddenly saw that his face was rotting rapidly, rotten to the point of foul-smelling pus, rotten to the point that flesh and blood fell one after another, and a mass of maggots hugged together came out of the rotten place, and countless maggots rushed out of the dense crowd.

Shocked by his own mutation, Jack endured the pain and suddenly recited the honorific name of Mr. Old, and after the first paragraph of the description, the mutation came to an abrupt end, and his face immediately returned to normal.

The terrifying scene was deeply imprinted in Jack's mind, he didn't expect that just looking at a rubbing could cause a lot of pollution, this is just a projection of the gods, if it is a true god descending, I am afraid that it has turned into a pool of flesh and blood at first sight.

Fortunately, it was timely to recite the honorable name of Mr. Lao, and his life was saved.

Jack, who was in a state of relaxation, was full of fanatical expressions on his face that was still scared just now.

Mr. Old is indeed a powerful deity, just the angel under the throne can cause such a powerful power, and the aftermath of the image can also cause pollution, which is completely beyond his knowledge of the god.

In ancient documents, there is no god who has an angel under his seat to this extent.

Thinking about it, Jack was inexplicably startled, and an old lie suddenly appeared in his mind!

"What else is above the gods?"