Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

The two exchanged some information about the sea with each other. When the topic was about to end, Renekton said:

"We will go to the world in the book these two days, and then I will go to the Southern Continent. The current sea is no longer suitable for me to stay."

"All pirates and adventurers on the sea will thank you for making this decision. They finally don't have to worry about waking up in the middle of the night and suddenly finding themselves drowned by lightning and strong winds."

Klein made a small joke.

"Does that include you?" Renekton asked with a smile.

Klein looked up at the layers of green forest with no visible top, and said with some sigh:

"Those storms and lightning don't scare me as much as the Storm Lord's 'Amon'."

The Loen settlement in Bayam.

Because of the previous battle between Renekton and McHams here, the wealthy people who originally lived here were frightened. After discussing with the Church of Storms, they spontaneously raised funds and planned to rebuild a church of Storms here.

The sky above Bayam has always been covered with thick clouds, and from time to time a streak of silver streaks across, as if venting anger.

Alger was walking under the dim light of the street lights, and his thoughts couldn't help but spread. Although he hadn't gone to the Wave Church to see it yet, the rumors had already reached his ears.

The Church of the Storm was stolen from the Church of the Waves in Bayam. The Church of the Waves was stolen in front of many vicars, clergy, and a bishop! The saints, angels of the church, and even under divine punishment, the other party still escaped with the Wave Church.

Things have happened one after another at sea recently, and the church has been provoked in its face. Even an insignificant person like me is feeling a little exhausted.

When his thoughts dispersed, he had already walked to the newly built Storm Church.

I looked at the blue church blankly. Although it was not as large as the Wave Church, this new church was more gorgeous and artistic.

Alger strolled into the church. The layout inside made him slightly stunned. Only one of the surrounding walls had murals. The hall was lit by dim candles. Although the tables and chairs were exquisite, they were obviously not the style that a church should have.

Except for the Holy Emblem of Storm, everything here was temporarily moved. It seems that the dark clouds above Bayam will not dissipate for another year or so.

With a slight sigh in his heart, Alger walked towards the gray-haired figure who was kneeling and praying in front of the Holy Emblem of the Storm. That was the Bishop of Bayam Diocese, Joe Gory, who was in charge of those who infiltrated the pirates.

Alger stood behind Chogori and waited for a while. After the other party finished praying, he bowed and greeted him in a sad and angry voice:

"Your Excellency Bishop~"

Only then did Chogori stand up from the ground and face Alger. His eyes were no longer as bright as before, and became a little depressed and full of anger.

After a moment of calm, he spoke in a hoarse voice:

"There is no need to call me bishop anymore. I am going into self-imposed exile for a period of time as an atonement for my mistakes. During this period, I will no longer hold any office in the Church."

"I called you here so late today because I have a new task to pass on to you, and I also want you to hand over to your future contact person."

"What mission?" Alger asked in a deep voice.

Qiao Geli closed his eyes for a moment, seeming to sort out his emotions.

After a moment, he opened his eyes again. There seemed to be a storm brewing in his blue eyes, and his voice became majestic and angry:

"Look for two people. One of them has a monocle made of crystal ground in his right eye. He may not be a human, but he may be an animal with a conspicuous mark on his right eye. When you see him, don't act rashly, and don't If you have any unnecessary thoughts, just pray directly and the Lord will lower his gaze.”

"As for the other one, he should have the ability to change his appearance, image and temperament. You need to pay attention to those who are always accompanied by starlight when using extraordinary abilities. There is a high probability that he is a member of the Moss Ascetic Order."

Amon? If I really meet Amon, I won’t even have the chance to pray. I can mix with Amon and he will never be weak. This is not a task that I can complete. As the thoughts in my mind kept turning, Alger had already I decided to be passive and slack off in my work. Anyway, it’s normal that I can’t complete this kind of task.

After making up his mind, Alger fisted his right chest and said:

"I understand."

“May the storm be with you!”

Chogori nodded slightly, also fisted his left chest and said:

“May the storm be with you!”

After leaving the Blue Church, Alger followed Kyogory's guidance and went to the original location of the Wave Church.

The strong wind carried his body along the way, and he arrived at the Wave Square at an extremely fast speed. Although it was already night, there were still many clergymen coming and going here, and everyone's expressions showed that they were tired and busy.

Alger slowed down his pace and walked to the edge of the square. The place in front of him was supposed to be the Wave Church, but now it was empty, and even the ground had sunk one level.

"Alger Wilson?"

A steady and thick voice sounded beside him. Alger quickly turned his head and saw a muscular figure appearing next to him.

He looked about forty, with hard and profound facial lines and well-defined muscles on his body, holding up the loose Storm Priest robes.

He has a pair of dark blue eyes and hair of the same color that is twice as thick as a normal person, like small worms and tentacles.

"Your Excellency 'Sea King'!"

Alger quickly realized who the other party was, and quickly bowed and saluted him.

A gentle wind supported his body, and "Aquaman" Yann Coatman said in a calm voice:

"After that, I will take over from Chogori and hand over to you."

After saying this, he looked at Alger quietly.

Being looked at so directly by a demigod, a thin layer of sweat formed on Alger's back unknowingly. He took a deep breath and prepared to speak to break the silence.

"Sea King" spoke faster than him:

"You can already be promoted to the Wind Blessed of Sequence Six. I will give you a formula as payment for this mission in advance. You can collect the potion materials during this time."

"If you fail to collect it, you can also use your accumulated contributions to exchange it directly with me for the Wind Blesser potion."

"Yes, Sir 'Sea King'!"

Alger's tone suddenly became excited, his face showed uncontrollable joy, and he looked like he was willing to go through fire and water for the church.

Does the church want to cultivate more mid-level extraordinary people? But that’s fine, there’s no need to hide my promotion to a Wind Blessed One anymore.

"Aquaman" Yan Cotman looked at Alger's reaction, nodded with satisfaction, and then said:

"Recent incidents at sea have occurred one after another, which has left the church with a shortage of manpower, especially the mid-to-high-sequence Beyonders. This is your opportunity."

Following the words of "Sea King", a light flashed in Alger's eyes. He clenched his right fist and hit his left chest hard:

“May the storm be with me!”

Backlund North District, No. 7 Pinster Street.

Pieces of bright starlight poured out from the spirit world and gathered at the door, condensing Renekton's figure.

He took two steps forward, and just as he was about to ring the doorbell, the door was opened from the inside.

Leonard was wearing a homely white shirt and black trousers. He looked at Renekton impatiently. He curled his lips and turned sideways to make way for a passage. At the same time, he said:

"Why are you here again?"

"How rude. I came here specifically at night to suit your nightmare sleeping conditions."

While he was talking, Renekton had already entered the house through the passage provided by Leonard.

He walked straight towards the fireplace in the dining room, pulled a chair over and sat down and said:

"Grandpa, do you want to guess who I met and what I did before I came here?"

"Hmph! If you have nothing to do, don't come to entertain me, an old man."

Pales' slightly dissatisfied voice came from Leonard's mouth.

Renekton smiled nonchalantly and said:

"Grandpa, you have to learn humor. We are both angels. Don't you think Will Auceptin's humanity is much better than what you maintain?"

"That unlucky little snake? If I were like Him, I would have been caught by Amon countless times."

Leonard had a look of disdain on his face, and his voice sounded old and hoarse.

Unlucky little snake? It seems that everyone knows that Will is unlucky. Renekton sighed in his heart.