Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

The next day.

City Lord Komodo, Law Enforcement Elder Glad, more than a dozen council members, missionary Willy Pope and Corps Commander Killua Roca were all waiting at the entrance of the Holy Light Cathedral.

Sherlock walked out of the church with the members of the pirate group.

He Ling followed him closely, and next to He Ling, Missi, a man wearing a white divine robe and a golden mask, followed without saying a word.

Sherlock glanced at Missy and didn't pay much attention.

Because he poses no threat to himself at all.

Tihana wore her long purple hair high and wore a tight black dress. Her perfect curves made the pirates whistle.

Crocodile just continued to smoke his cigar.

Sherlock gave him an I-know-you look.

Mr. 1 noticed the strange atmosphere between the two and took the initiative to retreat, allowing Tihana to stand next to Crocodile.

"Welcome the beloved ones."

Everyone followed the city lord Komodo to salute.

Sherlock nodded slightly and looked at Komodo's slightly pale cheeks, feeling that he was even more depressed than himself who had been up all night.

In addition to having an in-depth exchange with He Ling last night, Sherlock also told her about his cultivation during this period.

After all, happiness cannot be doubled if there is no one to share it with.

"City Lord, what's going on?"

Sherlock asked calmly.

City Lord Komodo shook his head:

"It was my mistake."

"Before the Beloved came back, that is, five days ago, we formed an elite force of 5 people to explore the tomb. Unfortunately, the entire army was wiped out."

Everyone's faces were ugly.

"Only a few of us old guys escaped."

Killua Roca said, looking at the blond councilman who said before that they could be reborn,

"The dead soldiers were indeed reborn, but they have been trapped in the cemetery, suffering death again and again."

Sherlock was stunned.

These people went to explore without waiting for themselves. Not only that, they also gave away 1000 heads.

No wonder they look at themselves so piously now, as if they see their last hope.

"Ah."

Sherlock nodded, indicating that he understood, "I will take my people to the cemetery, but there is no guarantee that these 1000 people can be rescued."

"of course."

City Lord Komodo held Sherlock's hand, "As long as the curse is broken, the entire city of Phoenix will be grateful to you."

"That's not likely."

Sherlock glanced at the blond congressman and felt the greed and dissatisfaction in his heart.

In fact, many people are still unwilling to change the status quo.

As Mother Pipisia said, in the face of immortality, other people's disasters are nothing.

Sherlock's target this time is Phoenix, and he can feel that Phoenix is ​​waiting for him.

Defeating Phoenix and lifting the curse is just a matter of course. Let's leave here and resurrect Ace.

Thinking of Phoenix, Herring suddenly lowered his head, worried that he would be controlled again.

Sherlock saw what she was thinking and pinched her little face: "It's okay, I'm here."

"Ah."

Herring nodded.

Tihana smiled and said:

"It's because of your presence that Xiao Heling is so nervous. Didn't he take out your heart last time? I'm very curious about what it is this time."

"... "

Sherlock smiled:

"Don't worry blindly. If my heart is gone, I'm not still alive and well."

"Ah."

Herring nodded again, she chose to believe Sherlock.

When she saw Sherlock this time, she also noticed changes in him. She felt stronger both physically and mentally.

He Ling silently made up her mind to become stronger so that she could always stand by Sherlock's side.

Sherlock also discovered that both Crocodile and Heling had become stronger, but their short month of training was definitely far behind his 30 years.

Heling's physique did not change at all. She only gained the power of faith by absorbing the power of consciousness passed down to her by the Archbishop, and by gaining some believers.

This power of faith is the same as Sherlock's. It relies on some believers of the Phoenix, so it is not powerful enough, but it has the attribute of light and has miraculous effects on dark creatures.

Sherlock noticed that, except for himself and He Ling, the clergy basically all had the power of faith, but to varying degrees.

Among the rules that Shylock now masters, there happens to be an interpretation of the power of faith.

Unfortunately, even if the interpretation is thorough, since Shylock does not intend to establish a religion, he will never be able to obtain the power of profound faith.

This time, the city lord was unable to summon so many elites immediately, so he could only send Willy Pope and Killua Roca to assist Sherlock.

Sherlock, the members of the Sinister, and the clergymen who protected Herring, Willy Pope and Willie Pope, a total of 30 people, set out towards the mausoleum.

Along the way, Willy Pope told Sherlock about the experience of his last exploration.

They hadn't even entered the mausoleum, they had just entered the forbidden area cordon.

The mausoleum is located in the northern virgin forest outside Phoenix.

It is also the northernmost point of Twilight Island.

The Phoenix Mausoleum surrounded by huge trees is extremely solemn under the orange light of dusk, like a holy city that will never fall.

Behind a phoenix sculpture about 50 meters high is a majestic palace-like building complex.

Faced with these unusually tall buildings.

Four words came to Sherlock's mind, Giant Holy Court.

The strange thing is that none of these buildings have doors or windows. Even if they have outlines, they are sealed with mud and water. They are obviously not for living people to live in.

"It's just amazing workmanship."

Kom sighed and asked curiously, "Does anyone usually clean here?"

The surrounding buildings were spotless, and the pirates who were equally puzzled as Colm also looked at Sherlock curiously.

In their minds, their captain knew basically everything.

Willy Pope, the missionary beside Sherlock, slowly spoke:

"This is a forbidden area. No one is allowed to set foot there, let alone clean it. The time here has stayed at the cleanest moment, so you can't see any dust."

Sherlock nodded slightly. The reason why he can master a law of time is also the special reason of Twilight Island.

If it weren't for the special insights this island brought him, Sherlock wouldn't have been able to comprehend the law of time in a short period of time.

Of course, the laws of time are vast, and Sherlock only masters one law, which can only trace back what happened within 60 seconds.

Then they saw people falling behind the huge building.

This is the elite team of 1000 people. There are no blood marks on their bodies, and there is not even a scene of fighting. They just lie together in a mess, losing their vitality.

What's even more strange is that their expressions are very painful, as if they have experienced something extremely terrible.

Colm was already shaking with fear.

Among this team, he is the only ordinary person.