This "blasphemy card" found from the deceased wearing a tricorne hat and growing countless tentacles is the same as the "witch", "red priest" and "black emperor" that Angel has seen, slightly smaller than a palm, and the front is painted with a majestic figure wearing a huge crown on his head, his hands raised high, and countless believers crawling beside him, shrouded in lightning, wind and waves.

This is Russell Gustav the Great.

On his upper left, on the edge of the card, there is an ancient versak script formed by the condensation of the planet, marking the path represented by this "blasphemous card".

Judging from the lightning used by the deceased in the three-cornered hat before, the tentacles that grew on his body, and the sense of oppression given to everyone, it is not difficult to guess that the "tyrant" represents the "sailor" path, that is, the complete potion path that the Storm Church has.

It's no wonder that Beckland's private investigator, Issinger, privately calls the "Substitute Punisher" and the fanatics of the Storm Church "tyrants", which is also very consistent with their style of acting, and even Sequence 0, which is the "Lord of the Storm", is equivalent to this title...... Angel thought of the first time he heard this word, and couldn't help but laugh secretly, and looked at Alger, the "hanged man" who was also a "sailor".

The latter did not walk up from the corpse of the gargoyle that had fallen to the ground and turned into a pile of stones until the cursed black flame was completely extinguished and the entire burial chamber was plunged into darkness, and his eyes immediately locked on the "blasphemy card" in Angel's hand.

"Tyrant! Sure enough, Zielingers desperately wanted to enter Beckland alone to assassinate Duke Negan, for the sake of this 'blasphemy card'......"

Looking at the portrait of Russell the Great with a crown on his head, and the name of the potion that clearly pointed to the god he believed in, Alger felt his breathing become heavy, as if a fire was burning inside.

Once I have it, I'll be able to clear all the hurdles to the high sequence...... Several dangerous thoughts crossed his mind in an instant, but the long adventures at sea and his forbearance in the church quickly calmed him down, forcing him to look away and look at the three corpses that were still smoking.

"There was a lot of movement in the battle just now, we have to be careful that other powerful creatures are attracted to it, so let's pack up the loot and leave as soon as possible."

After saying this, Alger himself felt a little ridiculous, the ruins around this church did not even dare to break into the unknown creatures that almost petrified them, and who would be alarmed?

Calm down, Alger, the "blasphemy card" is a trophy that I can't participate in the distribution, but the recipe above can be exchanged, it can be bought, and sooner or later I can get my hands on it...... He took a deep breath and felt his pounding heart gradually return to its normal frequency.

Fortunately, the "Queen" and "World" did not notice his anomaly, and only regarded his hesitation as a sequelae of "fear of fire", and one of them quickly checked the other corners of the tomb, and the other controlled the resentful spirits to possess the deceased who had lost their lives one by one, speeding up the precipitation of their extraordinary characteristics.

"Is that the 'Blood Admiral'?"

Taking this opportunity, Alger saw the appearance of Klein's secret puppet, and remembered the internal information of the church mentioning the pirate general who disappeared after the first battle outside Byam, and silently lit a candle for him......

No, don't light the candles, what if you light the flammable gas stored in the catacombs and blow up the entire island!

Thinking of this, he felt that his newly calmed heart was about to jump out of his chest again, and hurriedly walked to the corpse of the dead gargoyle, picked up the scimitar and dug out the core of the eyes and chest and abdomen that condensed the spirit, and covered his uneasiness with the sound of stones cracking.

Angel, who has a lot of experience with the negative effects, peeks at Alger's movements and secretly laughs at him, while observing other coffins that have not been opened, speculating whether there are also some extraordinary beings inside who have died but have not precipitated characteristics, but have become "living corpse" creatures, but in the end they still don't want to disturb these deceased, and they do not open the coffin for autopsy.

Klein's side gained a lot, the possession of the "Wraith" could significantly accelerate the precipitation of extraordinary characteristics, and in a few minutes, he had obtained three complete extraordinary characteristics with different appearances, but all exuding the aura of golden pounds.

One of the jellyfish-like pieces was as transparent as a jellyfish, with lightning struck, apparently belonging to the "sea singers" in the tricorne, which had been developed by Shatas after his death; A mass of brown earth with roots and tendrils that seemed to have pulsating veins inside belonged to the extraordinary person who swallowed the yellow-green poisonous mist, and Angel guessed that he had some connection with the "Mother Earth Goddess"; The last trait was a thumb-sized purple hexagonal prism with an indifferent, eyelash-free eye that seemed to be peering out, belonging to the white-robed old man with eyeballs on his bare skin.

"This may be an extraordinary feature of the 'voyeur' approach, and I've seen this eye shape...... On old Neil. ”

Crane pinched the hexagonal prism with his fingertips, his eyes seemed to be dyed a strange purple, and he suddenly spoke.

This familiar name made Angel immediately remember what happened in the underground alchemy room of the Black Thorn Security Company, pursed his lips, and did not answer.

Old Neil, who is that...... Alger, who was holding the gargoyle eyeball and core in his hand, leaned back in, frowned and wanted to ask a rhetorical question, but after feeling the oppressive atmosphere, he quickly stopped himself and asked softly:

"Now, shall we leave immediately, or shall we ......"

He felt in his heart that the harvest of this exploration was enough, and even significantly exceeded expectations, and it was the best choice to stop and leave decisively, and according to the agreement in advance, he could not participate in the distribution of all the benefits, and the desire to continue exploring was not strong.

But only Gelman's "teleportation" can take me away, and in the final analysis, I have to listen to them...... Alger smiled bitterly, and saw that the other party opened his mouth and was about to answer, but a long voice came from his ear.

"Hey......"

This sound seemed to come from a thousand years ago, with an indescribable sigh of vicissitudes echoing in the circular tomb, making the faces of the three people change drastically, and they looked at each other with surprise and doubt in their eyes.

The voice did not come from them, but from the "fourth man."

After analyzing this fact in her mind, a strong sense of crisis enveloped Angel, and she did not hesitate to reach out and grab Klein, and the invisible silk thread shot at Alger like lightning, pulling him towards herself, and the three of them stuck together at a speed close to impact.

The "wriggling hunger" in Klein's left hand became transparent, and the interior seemed to carry the rich colors of the spirit world, and the bodies of the three of them became illusory in the next moment, entering the world where direction and distance could not be distinguished.

After a few seconds of "running", the "teleport" effect ended, and they stepped into the air, appearing among the damp clouds, with an unobstructed crimson moon above them and a black, endless sea below.

Hmmm-

Alger reacted quickly, summoning a strong wind to blow upward, supporting the bodies of the three men, he grabbed the gargoyle's core and eyeballs with one hand, and released Angel's hand that was holding him in a hurry with the other, and pressed it back on Crane's shoulder to avoid scrambling to enter the "teleport" again.

The other two didn't have time to pay attention to his movements, instead looking diagonally down in the howling wind, in the direction of the nameless island they had been on.

The sea that had been shrouded in a thick fog quickly became clear in the sight of the three of them, as if an invisible hand had pushed away the thick fog, allowing the moonlight to shine unhindered...... Sea level.

The island with all kinds of powerful and transcendent creatures, and the temple dedicated to the "ancient sun god" is gone!

The only thing left of the original island was the black water, and a strange ray of light flashed from time to time in the crimson moonlight.

"Just now...... It's not a dream, is it? ”

Alger couldn't help but speak, his voice fluttering in the howling wind, showing the confusion in his heart.

If it weren't for the loot in my hands, I would have thought I was dreaming...... He pinched the gargoyle's hard, somewhat prickly core, to make sure he was still in the real world.

Klein felt the same way, and he breathed a sigh of relief as he gripped Angel's palm tightly with one hand and reached into his pocket with the other, counting the three extraordinary traits in confirmation.

If I didn't have anything in my pocket, I'd lose control on the spot...... He sneered two words to relieve the tension in his heart, did not dare to continue to stay, activated the "teleportation" ability again, and took the other two into the spirit world, shuttling in the direction of Baiam.

After a few brief stops in the air, the trio successfully returned to a deserted island about 200 nautical miles from Baiam, released each other's hands on the soft sand where the waves constantly blew by, and stood in a circle facing each other.

It was only then that they confirmed that the expedition had ended without incident.

In fact, it didn't go well, how did that island disappear, and who did that sigh belong to...... And if we don't teleport away, will we disappear with the island and never reappear in the world again......

Crane had a lot of thoughts in his head, but he couldn't catch a clue, and he was about to say something, when he heard Angel beside him say:

"I heard that voice before......"

Alger, who was about to summarize the expedition and try to trade potion recipes by the way, blurted out:

"What?"

Klein also looked at Angel.

Only then did he realize that since he left the island, the other party had not spoken, and the palm holding him was a little cold, but he had been immersed in thinking and had not noticed.

Feeling the concerned gazes of the two, Angel smiled bitterly and continued:

"I met this man once on the outskirts of Byam, had a short conversation with him, and therefore remembered the voice......"

She paused, hesitant to say the name.

"Whoever speaks, he will be known."

This was a reminder from Mr. Fool, and she thought that the name must be included in the list of "unspeakables".

He might have just stood beside us, watching all the fighting and action, and what else was there to worry about......

The corners of her mouth twitched upward, and Angel finally uttered the name:

“…… He is one of the children of the Creator, the 'angel of fantasy,' Adam. ”

(End of chapter)