Pirate Kingship

The northern edge of the celestial circulation belt.

Not far from Treasure Island, there is a semi-permanent camp established by the Remit people on an indigenous island.

The church trio, who narrowly escaped death on Treasure Island and were sent back here nearby by the Golden Deer, each laid their bodies on a bench.

The long-term adventure that lasted for almost a week, the constant spiritual test, and several close calls made them physically and mentally exhausted.

They lay here and looked towards the direction of Treasure Island in the night, but no trace could be found.

Once you miss the time to land on the island, the secret realm will naturally be hidden. Even if you run to it, you will not be able to find the way to the island.

No matter how anxious the nearby response staff were, they could only wait for their own people to come out.

“All the natives on the island who were taller than the wheel have been cut down, and as Mother Teresa ordered, the wheel is absolutely upright.

You are truly a Mother of God, even the Creator will be moved by your compassion.

Mr. Herman and Father Brandon, would you like to arrange two girls and two boys each to relieve the pressure on you tonight?

Don't worry, you two. Although it's only six days, please believe that the training methods of our slave catching team will never spoil your interest.

Moreover, I am also planning to build this dwarf island into a comprehensive entertainment venue to provide the most considerate and high-quality services to the expedition team in the celestial circulation zone. "

Remit [Banker] Black stood beside them and very kindly proposed a package service.

Although the Lemite adventure team was completely wiped out, it was just like what he said at the beginning.

When others are greedy, I am fearful; when others are fearful, I am greedy.

As long as he learns to hedge risks, as a gold-dollar sequence [banker] who is good at investing, he will never lose money.

Black invested in multiple teams, including the church, to participate in the adventure, each sharing the risk.

Although only the strongest trio came back alive, he still did not lose money.

You must know that this trio not only brought back treasures and antiques that weighed as much as their bodies from the third level with the highest value, but also brought back the most complete rules of the secret realm.

Blake believes that the next time he personally leads a team to the island, it will be the time of real harvest!

Of course, he is kind to the valuable and great hero.

After hearing his words, the quasi-swordsman Hermann, whose soul had transformed into the shape of Byron, raised his eyelids and glanced sideways at him, and spit out a poem as usual:

“There are two things which, the more deeply and persistently I think about them, the wonder and awe they arouse in my soul become ever greater and greater with each passing day.

This is the starry sky above my head and the moral law in my heart. "

Remit [the banker] couldn't help being stunned, and looked at the priest next to him as if asking for help:

"What does Mr. Herman mean?"

After staying with his teammates for a long time, Father Brandon was gradually able to understand what Herman wanted to express through the poetry in his mouth.

Looking meaningfully into the banker's eyes, he translated for Herman:

"He said that although he likes beautiful women, he is not a pervert. He is too young and doesn't want them. As a man, you still have to have some bottom lines.

He also advises you to be kind and completely abandon the morality that anchors your divinity, but it can easily get out of control.

By the way, I also advise you to be kind. "

Black got a job for nothing.

But as a self-proclaimed descendant of the Creator, he also knew that he really shouldn't make things that violated the doctrine obvious in front of the clergy.

After all, both the "Cathedral of the Holy Armed Forces" and the "Cathedral of Our Lady of Mercy" are alternative in the church, and they may not like the mainstream aesthetic of little boys.

I only blame myself for not having insight into customer needs.

Glancing again at Sister Teresa who was drinking tea next to him, he quickly changed his suggestion:

"Yes, yes, it's my fault, remember.

Then why not have a luxurious meal?"

Before she could finish her words, she saw the nun suddenly got up and ran to the beach as if she had discovered something. After a while, she dragged back a young man who was all wet.

Father Brandon and Herman also got up and stepped forward to check.

"A shipwrecked sailor? With God's blessing, he seems to be still alive."

This is the northern edge of the celestial circulation belt. The seawater flows slowly from east to west. As an ocean current, it obviously has an upstream.

A shipwrecked sailor encountered a shipwreck somewhere. By coincidence, he carried a broken ship plank and floated along the ocean current to this island.

"It's strange, how long has this man been floating on the sea? How come he has barnacles growing on his body like the plank of the ship he is holding?

Although I am not a [naturalist] in the tower sequence, I also know that barnacles should not be parasitic to humans, right? "

Brandon looked at the sailor on the ground, his brows furrowed deeply.

His cheeks and chest were all covered with clusters of pointed barnacles. If someone with trypophobia saw it, they would be so frightened that they would faint on the spot.

"Let me check."

Teresa asked the sailor lying on the ground to raise his head and open his mouth naturally. She lifted the whale oil lamp on the table and shined it, and found that even his nose and throat were covered with many barnacles.

And as time goes by, the number visible to the naked eye is increasing, and the size is getting larger and larger.

Even before their eyes, a piece of strange lime like coral grew on the sailor's cheek.

"This doesn't look like any ordinary barnacle."

As mid-level extraordinary beings, they at least knew that barnacles were hermaphroditic and could theoretically reproduce on their own.

But usually only outbreeding is done.

Moreover, the newborn barnacle is not the same as its parents. It needs to undergo several metamorphosis before it can become an adult barnacle.

The initial barnacle larvae are plankton, then develop into nauplii, and finally evolve into larvae, which then slowly swim and parasitize large marine organisms.

"This is completely unlike how normal barnacles should behave, but the spiritual vision has no reaction to them.

Could it be that this is a derivative of at least a fourth-level monstrosity that can block the perception of low-level transcendent beings?

Impossible, the probability is smaller than picking up gold while walking. "

At this moment, probably because of the stimulation of the light, the sailor parasitized by barnacles suddenly opened a pair of bloodshot and cloudy eyes.

To the shock of those present, there were barnacles growing in his eyelids.

I'm afraid that even the invisible brain has been completely destroyed.

"Roar——! The Luoyan Period is coming, and everyone on the land will die!"

With a roar in his mouth, he suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Theresa who was closest to him.

But a bright sword light was faster than his movements.

There was a flash of white light, and the sailor's head shot up into the sky under the strong pressure of the blood in his neck. His body continued to run forward for two steps before falling to the ground.

Moreover, his headless body is just like lower creatures, each seems to have its own consciousness, and it will take a while to be completely dead.

But before Sister Teresa could breathe a sigh of relief, there was another flash of sword light in front of her eyes.

It was Herman who swung his sword again.

Bah——!

Her right arm, which had just touched the sailor, was broken at the elbow and flew up into the air.

Several people present were all medium-sequence extraordinary beings with extremely keen spirituality. They immediately saw extremely small gray-white substances swarming out of the broken arm.

Those are barnacle larvae!

The quasi-swordsman has almost reached the second level of flow [divine view], and his perception far exceeds that of the other three.

Even Teresa herself didn't realize that she had been tricked, so he cut off the nun's arm in advance to prevent the evil barnacles from parasitizing her body along the blood.

"Hmm."

The nun endured the pain and immediately used the exquisite healing skills she had honed countless times on cows to stop the bleeding and repair her wounds.

It's a pity that the healing technique of [Ladder of Glory] never involves the difficult treatment effect of rebirth of severed limbs.

The broken arm was smooth and no new arm had grown.

In the teachings of the Church of the Creator, a mutilated body is equivalent to a mutilated soul.

The mutilated Sister Teresa could not ascend to heaven even after death, unless she sought help from forbidden knowledge to repair the physical damage.

This nun of mercy, who had an extraordinary background, could not possibly blame her companions who saved her life, and then for the first time, the panic as if she had fallen into the mortal world appeared on her face.

There is no longer the calm composure and compassion that he had when he sold the "Indulgences for Mortality" to the Knights of the Inquisition.

In fact, even she herself didn't know how effective those indulgences that were 100% satisfied and had no complaints or negative reviews were.

At this time, Byron's autonomous consciousness came because he triggered the keyword "Snail Annihilation".

Looking through Herman's eyes at the nun whom he had always wanted to poach, he thought to himself:

'Though cutting off her hand was an accident.

But if nothing else happens, "Faustian Pact"'s first big customer will appear soon.

The pure nun who made a deal with the devil walked step by step into the abyss of depravity. I always felt that this script seemed inexplicably familiar. ’

Teresa had no time to worry about what others thought, so she tapped her chest four times with her left hand tremblingly.

"Lord, please forgive my selfishness. But I really don't want to go to hell."

"Don't encourage others to be kind if you haven't suffered from them. If you have suffered from me, you may not be kind to me." This is vividly reflected in her.

Teresa finally no longer floated high in the sky like an exquisite dummy, but suddenly gained a bit of earthly popularity.

At the same time, the nun glanced at the black tea that had been knocked to the ground in the sudden incident. The messy tea leaves spilled a unique shape on the ground.

The spirituality in her body that was extremely sensitive due to the ups and downs triggered a real deep prophecy, and her eyes turned silver.

I could vaguely see a patch of blood spreading rapidly from south to north between the sky and the sea.

Raging flames! Blood! Burning merchant ships and warships.

Humanoid monsters, covered with barnacles, corals, and even transformed into ugly fish, are killing people in human cities.

In the vast expanse of milky mist, mortals could not sleep for a long time, and in their sleep, they quietly turned into a hotbed of marine life.

Countless screams shook Teresa's soul, making her tremble from the depths of her bones, and she unconsciously blurted out a prophecy:

"The disaster of mad blood, the parasitic coral; the era of snail oblivion, waiting for you to fall into a dream."

And as she saw in the tea prophecy.

Across the north and south of the windless zone, a bloody disaster and a strange coral disease brought back by the adventure ship "May Wind" are rapidly spreading across the entire ocean exploration route from south to north.

Moreover, the military front of the "May Wind" is pointed directly at the most prosperous and lively Bantaan Islands!