Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Amon's eyes fell directly on Renekton, who had already disappeared and retreated to the side. The corners of his lips twitched slightly, as if he was somewhat interested in the mysterious reappearances he had mastered.

Renekton, who had already disappeared, couldn't help but asked:

"You can't just steal my spellcasting ability? Or is this clone unable to do it?"

"Guess?" Amon chuckled and spit out a word.

Then he turned his gaze, took two steps back, and threw the dice of probability in his hand.

Ding ~ Ding ~

The die of probability fell to the ground, rolled a certain distance and then stopped at the edge of the square, six o'clock facing up!

Amon always had a faint smile on his lips, as if he was doing something very meaningful.

He held the monocle at his right eye with one hand, reached forward with one hand, and made a grasping gesture while turning his wrist slightly.

Renekton stretched out his right hand simultaneously, pulling out a piece of quiet night in mid-air, quietly covering the entire Church of the Waves.

The mysterious reappearance of the "Land of Night" directly envelops the short-lived secrecy around the Church of the Waves, isolating the Lord of Storms from controlling and contacting the church.

The secret power spread quietly. No one in the church or on the square noticed the problem, but they just felt that the surroundings suddenly became quieter.

But in a place like the church, keeping quiet is a form of respect for the gods. No one would think there is a problem with this, and no one would think that someone would be so bold as to cause trouble in front of the Church of the Waves.

"Hey~who brought the dice out of the casino?"

A sailor who was about to go to the Church of the Waves to pray to the Lord of Storms suddenly stopped, looking at the milky white dice rolled to his feet and making a confused sound.

He looked around and saw that no one had noticed the dice, so he planned to pick it up and hand it to the clergy here after praying for a while.

He squatted down, bent over and stretched out his hand, but it directly touched the ground. When he moved his hand away, he saw that the dice that had fallen to the ground had disappeared.

The middle-aged man dressed as a sailor stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, but still found no trace of the dice.

"Hell!" He spat lowly and stepped forward, preparing to go to the Church of the Waves to pray.

As soon as he raised his head, he paused on the spot again. He was stunned for a while before reacting and rubbed his eyes to confirm whether he was dazzled.

"What the hell! Where's the church? Where's the Church of the Waves here?"

The location that originally belonged to the Church of Waves was empty, leaving only a large, slightly sunken pit. Inside, there were many believers and clergy of the Lord of Storms sitting on the ground or standing in a daze.

Woo~woo~

The sound of violent collision and friction between the wind and the air was heard, and the strong wind carried a figure with gray hair and a relatively strong figure into the sky.

It was Joe Gory, the diocesan bishop of the Church of the Storm who was in charge of the Church of the Waves. He had just realized what had happened. The Church of the Waves had been stolen! It was stolen in front of him!

He was wearing a dark blue bishop's robe painted with symbols of waves and storms, his eyes were filled with blue and white light, and strands of silver were dancing on his gray hair.

The anger almost solidified in him, which also gave him extraordinary power at this moment, a power transformed from extreme anger.

"who is it!"

His voice rubbed the air, erupting into a whimper from the wind realm, setting off a terrifying sonic boom in mid-air.

This was not only to shock the surrounding people, but also to send a notice to the "Sea King" and the angel who had just left.

The strong wind lifted Kyogory's body up and stayed in mid-air. His eyes scanned the entire scene with an angry will.

The terrifying hurricane visible to the naked eye appeared in circles, and the air flow turned sharply in circles, completely covering the surrounding area.

Snapped! A crisp finger snap sounded somewhat unexpectedly.

One after another, cold and indifferent light blue eyes emerged from various places in the square. They collapsed one after another and turned into a sea of ​​intertwined red magma and light blue flames.

As if attracted by some unknown force, they quickly condensed into chains that were either red or light blue and exuded a strong smell of sulfur, and quickly gathered in front of the original Church of the Waves.

"Is this your plan?"

Amon's voice suddenly sounded in Renekton's ears, with a little curiosity and disdain.

The chains that were originally surging towards the unknown location of Amon changed their targets and attacked K2 in mid-air.

"You only stole the church? Why didn't you also steal the basement underneath the church?"

Renekton took a step forward and then turned to look at Amon. His tone was very calm, and he spoke more like a casual inquiry.

Amon reached out and pinched his chin, and replied seriously:

"There are too many sealed objects there, and I'm just a clone worthy of the fourth order. I can't solve so many negative effects in a short time."

While Amon was speaking, Renekton stretched out his right hand to the side, seeming to be pulling something invisible.

As soon as he succeeded, he felt an empty feeling in his hands.

Amon, who was standing in front of him, raised his right hand slightly and said leisurely as if holding an invisible object:

"Interesting. Invisible things can transform themselves into things that don't exist."

"Do you have any other interesting spells?"

With this taunting ability, it would be a pity not to be the provocateur. Renekton cursed, and then rubbed his fingers, creating a whimpering wind, carrying the light yellow powder with a strong sulfur smell and sweeping across the entire square.

Before these powders were dispersed, they suddenly burst into light blue flames, and the aura from the abyss instantly filled the entire square.

"Provocation? Isn't this a simple matter?"

"Look, the angry people are already jumping on the dark clouds."

Amon's voice seemed to penetrate directly through the whimpering wind around him, and reached Renekton's ears regardless of distance, reached the ears of Bishop K2 in the sky, and even reached the dark clouds in the sky. .

As expected of the naughty child raised by Medici, no one can leave Bayam alive today!

Thoughts flashed through Renekton's mind, and his body suddenly became transparent, illusory, and turned into a pile of foam.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thick and oppressive layers of dark clouds enveloped the entire Rhoside Islands, and exaggerated silvery white lightning fell directly from the sky, carrying a real aura of violence and destruction, and fell everywhere with great purpose.

Most of the silvery electric light fell on Bayam, where the Church of the Waves originally stood.

It directly penetrated the strong wind barrier evoked by K2, split the light blue flames flying in the wind, and landed on the location of Renekton and Amon.

The foam scattered around reflected dreamy colors under the silvery white electric light, and was instantly submerged and destroyed by the silvery white.

"What an interesting spell."

Amon walked towards the outskirts of the square like a leisurely stroll, as if he was something that did not exist at all, completely unaffected by the lightning and strong wind around him.

When he reached the center of the square, he did not forget to look back provocatively at the sky shrouded in dark clouds.

The dark clouds in the sky were almost filled with silvery white lightning and looked like white clouds. It seemed that an extremely terrifying storm was brewing, but it never came down.

This is where the Church of the Waves is located, and below are the devout believers of Too Many Storms as well as the church's clergy.