Layers of illusory supplications sounded in his ears, and Crane felt as if he had a physical body now, and there were bursts of throbbing pain in the depths of his head, and he wanted to hit the wall violently to relieve the pain.

The pictures of prayers from different people made him feel an uncontrollable, terrifying dizziness, as if he was walking on the edge of the abyss, ready to fall at any moment.

That is, he has the "Black Emperor" card and the Azk Bronze Whistle to strengthen the spirit body, and he is usually used to the feeling of being prayed to, and he is replaced by other non-demigod sequences, and now he is directly out of control, falling in pain, transforming into a monster or collapsing into flesh and blood.

All of the extraordinary properties here were combined into seals with the help of that snake's fang, and the level of danger and negative effects far exceeded that of "Level 2"...... Instead of stepping forward blindly, Crane took a few steps back, leaving the area where the prayers were concentrated, relieving the pain and dizziness that could disintegrate the spirits.

He stood beside the muddy puddle of Cavituva, staring at the white scepter stuck in a half-inverted pillar, thinking about how to take it.

At the same time, he had naturally chosen a name for the seal in his mind:

"Poseidon Scepter!"

Well, judging from what I felt and reacted to just now, I was barely able to get close to it and unplug it, but it could only hold it for a few seconds, and I couldn't carry it or use it...... However, it doesn't matter, as soon as I get it, I will end the summoning and return to the gray mist, where I can effectively shield myself from the thousands of prayers and the negative effects that I do not know for the time being, so that I can study with confidence...... Klein quickly had an idea.

There was no need to flip a coin anymore, and he instinctively communicated with the spirit world and received revelations.

His spiritual instincts told him that there was not much danger.

With a decision in place, Crane began to clean up the pieces, taking a chance to see what could be found in the ruins of the ancient elves.

He first went to the corner, picked up the translucent "biotoxin bottle", screwed the lid on, and stuffed it into his body, and then when he turned around, he found an iron cigarette case half-hidden and half-exposed under the muddy body of Kavituwa.

This...... I thought it had been swallowed in the stomach by Kavituva and had corroded into pieces...... Crane was amazed and walked briskly over.

Somewhat numb from the current escaping from the sea, he lifted his right hand and let the iron cigarette case float slowly and fall into his palm.

Glancing at it, Klein saw that the surface of the iron cigarette case was covered with signs of corrosion, but it was barely usable, and as for the other items that had been sucked by the sea whirlpool at that time, there was not the slightest residue.

"Is it the breath of the gray mist that makes Kavituwa uncomfortable and spits it out on the spot, or is it that the iron cigarette case has a certain mutation and is not corroded so quickly that it lasts until Kavituva dies?"

In such a scenario, every second must be counted, and there must be no delay, because Crane does not know when the people from the Storm Church and the Kingdom military will find this place!

From a distance, he bypassed the half-fallen pillar and entered the back of the hall, which had almost completely collapsed.

There should have been a lot of frescoes here, but with the destruction of the walls, they were shattered and gone, and Crane flew all the way to the end, only to see an elaborate and ornate throne buried by stones and pillars, revealing only about a third of it.

On the left side of the throne, there is a remnant half of the fresco, which depicts the confrontation between two figures:

Looking down on the enemy was a man who stepped on the waves, against the dark clouds, and was clad in a storm, with a softer, oriental silhouette of Klein's previous life, and a spear composed of pure electric light, with the background of the flooding ocean.

Underneath the man was a man in a simple white robe, his face was blurred, and it was difficult to distinguish his age, and he could only barely tell that it was a man.

There was a halo of light behind the head of the white-robed person with a very classical atmosphere, quietly emitting a glow, like a round of sun.

At his feet, there is an illusory circle divided into twelve squares, each with a symbol symbolizing different times.

Behind him was a veil-like shadow, and within the shadow there seemed to be an eye peering out silently.

With a solid occult foundation and rich insights from all sides, Klein quickly made an interpretation:

Waves, storms, dark clouds, lightning...... This should be the ancient god "Elf King" Sunia Solem...... Sure enough, as the legend has been, the elves' facial features are quite soft...... This ancient "Lord of the Storm" has no irritable feelings, and his appearance is unexpectedly good, hehe, this is a mural in the elven ruins, and it is normal to beautify his own gods......

The sun-like halo, the twelve squares of the circle that symbolizes time, this ...... Isn't this the father of Amon and Adam, known to the world as the ancient god of the sun, and the "Creator" of the all-knowing and all-powerful god in the Silver City? Behind him is a curtain of shadows, and behind the curtain is an eye...... By the way, the "true creator" has an image of "the eyes behind the shadow veil"!

Sure enough, is this the "Creator" who has taken back the authority of the old gods and has eight "kings of angels" following?

This mural depicts the "Elven King" Sunia Solem against the "Creator"?

Crane retracted his gaze and looked for something else of value.

Following his spiritual instincts, he went to the throne, reached into the base of the collapsed stone and pillar, and pulled out an object.

It's a flattened golden goblet.

Its surface is intricately engraved with intricate and delicate patterns, the tall legs have been bent, and there is a line of elven text at the bottom:

"Scourge, Gosinham. ”

The original owner of this ruin was a high-ranking elf named Gosinam?he, or rather he, was called "the Scourge"?h...... Consistent with the Book of Scourge that Latisia and the others discovered, the two ruins should belong to the superior elf of Gosinam, and they have a rather strange connection with each other...... It's a pity that this golden wine cup is just a simple wine glass, just because it is engraved with the real name of the superior elf, with a little spirituality...... If Gosinham hadn't fallen, even if it was just his real name, he would have been able to give the glass unusual abilities, but unfortunately...... Klein preliminarily judged that Gosinam was dead, because Kavituwa, the "god of the sea", was his successor.

However, Klein can't be sure about this, because hundreds of thousands of years later, that "Book of Natural Disasters" still has the quality of making Latisia, a not-so-low extraordinary person, go crazy and out of control.

"And it's not like 'Poseidon' Kavituwa can do...... Could it be that the superior elf Gosinham has the secret art of dividing his own extraordinary characteristics, and Kavituwa has inherited only some of them, and most of the other is the source of the traits of the Book of Calamity?

"Gohinam is dead?

"Of course, Kavituva was just a beast with little intelligence when he swallowed Gohinam's extraordinary characteristics, and no one knew what happened at that time, perhaps, some of the traits were lost and condensed into a seal, and after Kavituva's defeat, it fell into the hands of the Storm Church......

"Well, next week's Tarot will ask the little 'sun' through the 'world', he should know who Goshinum is, in fact, there is no need to ask, he has dedicated two pages of ancient mythology today, and next time there may be a detailed description of the elves......"

Crane thought for a moment, and stuffed the wine glass into his body, after all, this is made of gold, and even if the upper elf Gosinam is not dead, there is a certain connection with the wine glass, and there is a gray mist that can shield and isolate it.

After inspecting it and seeing that there was nothing else to gain, Crane quickly flew back outside, picked up the black hardwood cane, and slightly processed the traces left by the previous battle.

Then, he pulled out a piece of paper, shook it casually, and threw it out, letting it quickly rot in the sea and turn into powder.

The first part can interfere, and then I don't have time or chance to influence...... Fortunately, I am now in the appearance of the "Black Emperor...... The wreckage of Kavituva, the flesh and blood are worthless, and the bones are too heavy, which may affect my ability to take the "Poseidon Scepter...... With the help of meditation, Crane stabilized his state and quickly flew towards the white bone staff inserted in the half-inverted pillar.

Once again, the sound of unreal cascading supplications penetrated his ears, and the prayers of piety, weeping, fanatical, or numb filled his vision, throbbing and dizziness growing more and more intense.

Relying on his rich experience and the reinforcement of the "Black Emperor" card and the Azk bronze whistle, Crane barely supported it, and finally came to the side of the "Poseidon Scepter".

He stretched out his right hand and gripped it toward the middle of the Bone Scepter.

As soon as the two came into contact, the picture in front of Klein's eyes became clear, and the illusory sound buzzing in his ears was instantly real.

He saw the bald-headed rebel in a wheelchair, Carat, fall to the ground, crawling with difficulty to the self-shattering statue of Kavituwa, chanting his name over and over again, his eyes full of despair.

He saw Edmonton, who had the blue sea serpent tattoo, prostrating himself in front of another eerily bleeding statue of Kavituwa, slamming his head against the ground, causing a blur of flesh and blood.

He saw believers hiding in their homes in the slums, praying numbly with tears in their eyes.

......

The black full-body armor on Crane's body could no longer support it, and it quickly collapsed.

At the same time, his condensed "muscles" puffed out, and his hands were forced, and in the cascading echoing prayers and clear and numerous pictures, he suddenly pulled out the white bone short staff that symbolized the authority of the sea god!

Crash!

The water of the entire ruins swelled violently, swaying or collapsing into a whirlpool.

Wearing a pitch-black crown, Crane calmly held the "Seagod Scepter", and his figure disappeared in a flash, returning directly to the gray mist.

When the familiar majestic palace came into view, the sound of prayer in his ears and the hallucinatory scene in front of him were gone.

Crane sat down in the high-backed chair that belonged to the Fool, raised his right palm, and examined the "Seagod Scepter" inlaid with blue "gems" and dyed with a little black and morning light.

Around the seal, countless points of light floated, each of which seemed to correspond to a praying devotee, making the scepter's milky white body glow, both psychedelic and sacred.

At this moment, Klein felt that this scepter was the "Sea God" deity!

Note 1: See Chapter 93 of Part I