"Are you ready?" Colin asked, his back to the window, his tone perfectly calm.
Derrick, who wore the "Hurricane Axe", lowered his head slightly.
"I'm ready."
Over the past two months, through repeated patrol missions and diligent practice, he had completely mastered all the Beyonder abilities of a "Sun Priest" and was not far from fully digesting them.
What he now hoped for most was to obtain the potion formula for Sequence 6 of the "Sun" pathway within the next two to three Tarot Gatherings, laying the foundation for his continued advancement.
The release of "Shepherd" Lovia had given him a strong sense of crisis. He believed that only by reaching the same Sequence 5 could he effectively restrain her and eliminate the potential threat to the Silver City. However, with the "Acting Method" in mind and a relative lack of shortage of Beyonder materials, as long as he could survive the patrols and exploration missions and accumulate enough merits, Sequence 6 was a definite target, but Sequence 5, which required a specific ritual, was extremely difficult.
Colin, whose white hair was a mess, nodded.
"In two days, I will lead an exploration team to the vicinity of the Giant King's Court to conduct a second cleanup of the Afternoon Town we found earlier. Your abilities are very suited for this task."
"Afternoon Town..." Derrick, who had been frantically 'cramming' mythological knowledge in recent months, was no stranger to this term. It was the necessary path from the Silver Kingdom to the Giant King's Court. There, humans and giants cohabited in the town, clustering around the dwelling of the Ancient God forever frozen in twilight, like the final gate from the real world to mythological legend.
"Yes, Chief." Derrick found no reason to refuse.
......
In a hotel in the "White City" Nass.
Klein sat behind the table, watching the ever-changing shapes of the clouds outside the window, quietly waiting for evening to fall.
At 8 o'clock, he would board the flagship of the Stars Pirates' fleet, the "Future", at Pier 6, and head to the easternmost part of the Sonia Sea. Whatever happened in the Gargas Archipelago and these waters known as a pirate paradise would no longer have anything to do with him.
That was why he tolerated the few wanted pirates wandering the streets and lounging in the bars and casinos, not trying to hunt them, lest he disrupt his own plan to find a mermaid.
My spiritual intuition tells me that the 'Massacre' Gisalius seems to have set his sights on me... If he really wants to deliver himself to my doorstep, I'm not too bothered. Hmm, despise him strategically, be cautious tactically. Without using the "Scepter of Sea God" and the "Spark" gloves, I'm at most a bit stronger than him, but my advantage lies in comprehensiveness and weirdness... Klein half-closed his eyes, imagining the countless light spheres gathering together, and quickly entered a meditative state, keeping his spirituality sharp.
Before long, his inspiration was triggered, and he opened his eyes.
At this moment, the sun had already fallen to the west, its fiery red scorching the sea. The shadows of the curtains stretched long across the room.
The shadow seemed to come alive, first swaying, then twisting as it stood up, projected onto the wall.
It was pitch black and deep, as if formed from the sticky malice at the very bottom of the human heart.
Klein watched this expressionlessly, raising his left palm and slowly stretching his fingers before him.
The pitch-black shadow spoke, its voice rough as if it were chewing sandpaper, looking at Klein:
"Gehrman Sparrow! Don't interfere with what happened at noon. This is the will of the 'Undying King'."
After speaking, the shadow slid down like water, scattered into the dark places, and returned to its original state.
Klein didn't pay attention to the shadow's change, but instead cast his gaze outside.
He could sense that the person manipulating the shadow was somewhere on the opposite street, so he had no intention of attacking the illusory being.
"As expected, the 'Massacre' Gisalius recognized me as the mad adventurer who loves hunting pirates, Gehrman Sparrow, so he turned and left without hesitation at noon. He isn't necessarily afraid of me; it's just that there were other relatively strong adventurers around at the time... "The ability he just displayed is somewhat similar to that 'Apostle of Desire' from Backlund... It's looking more and more like a Beyonder of the 'Demon' pathway... "Hah, trying to scare me with the 'Undying King'. Does he think that will make me yield? I never planned to get involved in the first place! Now, I'm a bit curious instead... Forget it, forget it, finding the mermaid is the most important thing right now. I can't create accidents for myself." Klein withdrew his gaze and muttered a few curses inwardly.
He originally thought about whether to report this to the Church of the God of War in Nass, but after careful consideration, he found it would be almost meaningless.