Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

At dawn, in the basement of Bayam Wave Church.

Yann Coatman, who has been dressed neatly again, stands in front of the conference table with a majestic expression. The loose Storm Priest robe is held up by the knotted muscles of his body. In conjunction with the low pressure on his body, he seems to be ready to anger people at any time. one strike.

Seated in other parts of the conference table were the gray-haired Bishop of Bayam Diocese, Joe Gory, the Punisher Deacon of the Rhoside Islands, Cordoba Roye, the captains of each Punisher team and the church deacons.

The first person to speak was Cordoba Roye, the deacon of punishment. He looked around and observed everyone's reactions before he spoke:

"Your Excellency the Archbishop! Everyone, I am responsible for investigating the personnel and casualties in the Loen settlement area."

"The area that was destroyed belonged to a relatively high-end villa area. There were not many people and there was not much movement, so our investigation was not hindered."

"The villa in the center of the destroyed area was a stronghold of the Blood Pirates in Bayam. There were also extraordinary characteristics involved there, which have been recovered by us."

Cordoba's words paused for a moment, and his expression was not very good. This was their negligence, and they actually allowed the pirates to establish a stronghold in the most closely monitored place.

He looked at the "Sea King" at the top with a slightly uneasy look. When he saw that the other party did not express dissatisfaction, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"The surrounding villas were under normal conditions. When the fighting occurred, all the people inside left for a period of time due to various matters and thus escaped danger."

"Well, this should be some preparations made by the demigod from the Church of Knowledge in advance, but I don't know how he did it, and it hasn't attracted the attention of another demigod from the Rose School."

After Cordoba sat down, another captain of the Punisher team stood up and started a new report:

"Your Excellency the Archbishop! Everyone, I am investigating the battle that took place near the dock warehouse area yesterday evening."

"According to our tracking and investigation, it is a stronghold belonging to the Golden Dream, but it seems to have been discovered by the Blood Pirates."

"Someone has seen Vice Admiral Iceberg's fourth boatswain, 'Flame' Danitz, nearby. Not long after he approached there, there was an explosion and there were houses that were set on fire."

"There seemed to be a chase after that, but the strange thing is that the clues suddenly stopped here. No matter it was divination and tracking in occult science, or investigation in reality, there was no more information."

In less than half an hour, everyone recounted the information they had investigated. Under the low pressure of "Sea King", everyone was a little trembling.

After a long silence, Qiaogoli, who was in charge of the Church of Waves, coughed twice and said:

"Ahem! Apart from a few houses destroyed by the Darkless Spear dropped by the demigod of the Knowledge Church, Bayam City did not suffer much damage, as well as the streets destroyed by the tornado."

Having said this, he glanced at "Sea King" Yan Cotman. There was no one in the destroyed houses. The biggest loss to Bayam was the tornado that moved the battlefield.

Seeing that "Sea King" didn't express any opinions, he paused and continued:

"After the battlefield was moved, I felt the presence of other people in the destroyed villa. He was well hidden. I could only tell that he went to the battlefield at sea through the information transmitted by the wind."

"Aquaman" Yan Cotman nodded gently and said:

"It should be the demigod from the Knowledge Church. What appeared before was just a clone made of paper."

"A clone made of paper? Why can it burst out with such powerful power? Moreover, the problem was not discovered by the demigod of the Rose School who is good at divination in the first battle?"

Cordoba Roye, who serves as the deacon of the Rhoside Islands' penitentiary, raised his own questions.

Another reader opposite him murmured through Deacon the Punisher:

"Sequence Five of this path are called Secret Technique Mentors. They master magical, diverse, unique and rare Secret Techniques, and can even invent and create some of their own, strange but effective spells."

"As a demigod, he must have enough knowledge. It is not surprising that he created some kind of secret technique that can create powerful clones."

"Sea King" took a look at the punisher deacon and once again changed the topic to last night's issue:

"The demigod from the Rose School of Thought, our reaction, and even the subsequent actions of the evil god are all in the calculation of the demigod from the Church of Knowledge."

Having said this, he closed his eyes slightly and recalled the details of last night's battle, especially the performance of the Knowledge Church demigod who had always shrouded himself in light.

After a slight pause, he continued:

"His plan from the beginning was to use the pressure of the Church of Storms to drive away the demigod of the Rose School of Thought."

"He doesn't seem to have any intention of killing the Rose School member, nor does he use all his strength to do so."

"Perhaps he has other hidden purposes."

Kyogory's voice filled with anger took over from "Sea King".

"This is a provocation from the Church of Knowledge!"

Cordoba frowned and said in a rather unkind tone.

As the words fell, the atmosphere in the entire conference room suddenly became solemn and angry.

Yann Coatman's deep blue eyes looked around everyone present, then he shook his head imperceptibly and said:

"This may be a continuation of the Flesh Tree incident a few days ago."

"Putting these two incidents together, I am personally responsible for it. I must find out the truth hidden behind it. The sea will always belong to the storm!"

"Yes, Your Excellency Bishop!"

"The sea always belongs to the storm!"

Cordoba and other punisher deacons and team captains responded simultaneously.

After all the punisher deacons and the team captain left, Yan Cotman looked at the gray-haired K2 with a solemn expression, and there was some gloomy emotion in his dark blue eyes.

The energetic old man, K2, looked a little tired at this time. He looked at "Sea King" Yann Coatman with some doubts, waiting for the other party's words.

After a moment of silence, Yan Cotman said in a voice with no emotion at all:

"In last night's battle, in addition to the 'god' Si'a, there was another angel who took action, an angel with the ability to master the storm domain!"

Qiao Geli frowned and said in a voice filled with doubts and anger:

"The person from the Church of Knowledge is trying to take over the authority of the storm?"

Yan Cotman shook his head slightly:

"It may not be the one from the Church of Knowledge, but it must be related to the Church of Knowledge!"

"You have been paying attention to the people coming and going to Bayam recently. I have a hunch that this matter is not over yet."

Bayam, in a luxury hotel near the sea.

Renekton leaned on the easy chair in front of the window and quietly looked at the sun rising over the sea.

In the Book of Natural Disasters, the Queen of Natural Disasters must have left corresponding means. The characteristics in it are not so easy to obtain. You can just give the book to Sasril directly. I have no need for the characteristics of natural disasters. This is just for me. It can be regarded as a dispensable collection.

We also need the characteristics or sealed objects of the third level of the sequence, and take the characteristics of the discerner taught by Mr. Huang. A saint is not easy to kill. Perhaps, I should go to the southern continent as soon as possible.

While he was deep in thought, his inspiration was suddenly touched. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a wriggling and twisted mass of water-weed-like things with arms and legs emerging from the ceiling.

This time, the messenger lady did not show the image of an elegant lady wearing a long hand-held skirt like before. She dropped the letter and left in a hurry.

An invisible wind blew the letter that fell from the air into Renekton's hands. There was a flash of purple light in his eyes, staring closely at the place where the messenger left.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, looked down at the letter in his hand and sighed:

"This courier is not in good condition. Is Mr. Placker going to change his courier again? Being his courier is a high-ranking profession!"

He unfolded the letter casually and read it carefully:

Good morning, Mr. Tynes!

I'm sorry for taking so long to reply to you. I think you may have guessed that things are not going well for me in the Southern Continent.

Within the Spiritual Religion Group, there were not many people who recognized my ideas. Normally, everyone could restrain themselves, but as I expressed my desire to leave the Spiritual Religion Group, various problems arose one after another.

Outside of the Spiritual Religion Group, I was also suppressed because my actions touched the interests of many parties.

I think I need some cooperation, I need reliable allies

I still need to stay in the southern continent to stabilize the situation, so I can only send two trustworthy people to find you to discuss cooperation matters.

They have already set off, you just need to determine the meeting place within these two days, and they will be there soon.

This is the summoning incantation of his messenger:

A spirit that travels in the upper world, an absolutely friendly creature, and the contractual partner of Phoenix Eggers.

I'm going to keep them at sea for a while and I hope you get along well.

Your friend, Pluck Eggers.

After reading the letter, Renekton shook the paper twice.

With a whoosh, a red flame burst out from the letter paper. The paper quickly turned into ashes in Renekton's hand, and dissipated in the air with a gust of breeze.

Let them stay at sea for a while. It should be to avoid possible dangers. It seems that Mr. Plunk's situation in the Southern Continent is not good either!