Chapter 275 Harmonious and Beautiful Southern Continent

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Silently exhaled, Colin took a step back and recited in a voice with a little vicissitudes of life:

“The fools who do not belong to this era;

“The mysterious master above the grey mist;

“The King of Yellow and Black who is in charge of good luck;

"I pray to you, pray to the power of mystery, pray to the gift of good luck, pray to the items on the altar to form spells..."

Colin's very pause and mysterious voice just fell, and the altar he saw in front of him suddenly became dark and deep, as if an indescribable divinity was spreading out from the candlelight in the middle.

The candlelight suddenly rose and became larger, but failed to illuminate the surroundings. Instead, it made everything more illusory, making countless transparent shadows with different shapes appear, covering every place, sparse or dense.

The heights of this illusory world and countless figures are filled with seven different colors of pure lights, which seem to contain endless knowledge.

And above these seven pure lights is an endless gray and white mist, an ancient palace overlooking everything.

"Demon Hunter" Colin for a short time had forgotten something else and looked at the pictures on the altar with concentration, as if something that only existed in books and ancient books had come to him through the obstacles of illusion and reality.

Two thousand five hundred and eighty-three years...

After two thousand five hundred and eighty-three years, Baiyin City finally received another normal response.

...

In the early morning of Wednesday, Klein, who was sleeping in the spacious large bed, suddenly woke up. He felt that his spiritual mark on the ship was touched, and the direction of the fluctuation was another cabin - the location of the blue-eyed hunter.

Klein had thought of it and went to the Source Castle to take a look, but then he thought about it and closed his eyes and turned over.

"It's not in Beckland, it's on the sea now..."

"A high-sequence power... I'm probably the hunter of the Saint. I don't sleep in the middle of the night and hold a ceremony quietly. "I can really care about it?" I can't help it. Even if I really find that the other party has a problem, I can't give the hunter a lightning shot from the Source Fort on the vast sea. Besides, my voyage is supervised by the Dark Saint, and I have also registered with the Iron Blood Cross. Klein closed his eyes comfortably, "It's better to have less than more things. I'll sleep."

But after closing his eyes, he still felt a little uneasy, and finally turned over and got up and walked into the bathroom.

On the Source Fort, Klein, wearing a nightgown, yawned a long time, reached out his hand, took out his spiritual portal from the pile of debris, and squinted his eyes and wrote the divination sentence:

"The traveler will be bad for me"

Close your eyes, repeat the reading seven times, and almost fell asleep. When Klein opened his eyes again, he found that the citrine spirit swing was rotating counterclockwise greatly, and the citrine turned into a yellow ring, like a small fan.

Not only will it not be bad for me, but it will also be good for me? What happened? Klein was quite surprised by this answer and even wanted to summon the "magic mirror" Arodes immediately to ask, but after thinking about it, he still suppressed his curiosity and prepared to wait and see.

After divination, Klein simulated the feeling of falling, returned to the real world, and returned to the bed where there was still warmth.

Nothing happened overnight.

The passenger ship sailed smoothly on the sea. Klein slept comfortably until noon. He asked the chef on the boat to fry a steak for himself and made several desserts with the supplies prepared on the boat.

There is no need to maintain Dawn Dance's character at sea, nor do you have to waste unfinished snacks.

In the evening, he walked out of his room and prepared to take a walk on the deck. At this moment, he found that the blue-eyed man was also standing on the deck, frowned and looked at a piece of paper in his palm, and looked up from time to time to look into the distance.

As soon as Klein stepped on the carpet laid in the outer corridor, the blue-eyed hunter turned his head almost at the same time. A ball of flames rose in his hand and burned the note.

Is that what he got from the ceremony last night? Klein smiled impeccably and greeted him:

"Good afternoon, sir, did you have a good rest last night?"

The hunter paused for a moment, as if he was wondering if something had been discovered, but he seemed to be very confident in his hidden means. He adjusted his expression in a blink of an eye and said without any flaws:

"very good."

His tone was as high as ever, and his contempt for others was almost exactly the same as Helloul Macht, but he was also slightly more kind because of the kindness Klein expressed:

"I will give you a reward. But now you have to change the way."

Crane suddenly had a bad premonition: "Why is this?"

The blue-eyed hunter raised the corner of his mouth disapprovingly:

"Because, your destination, Port Berens, was urgently closed last night. Now, no organizational and private ships are allowed to enter except for military and national ships."

Klein frowned slightly. He acted very restrained and did not ask the other party where he got the news from in the vast ocean:

“…Is it not okay to have an officer’s document?”

"I really know nothing... Forget it, it's normal not to know. The one who announced the closure of the port is a big man. What is the highest officer you can find? Colonel? Captain? Or some nobleman with a false reputation? Oh, even those generals of Ruen have no right to let him go."

The hunter narrowed his eyes and said without any surprise or rush: "The route you selected was the nearest route from the Bay of Desey to Port Berens. Now you can't take this route. Otherwise, after you arrive in Berens tomorrow night, you may be able to enter, but the people on the ship will be locked up, your cargo will be confiscated, and you will never see them again."

He deliberately said something serious.

Did Berens enter wartime yesterday?

The Church of Death should not fight early or late, but it was just the few days I came here. If it hadn't been for divination in advance, the dangers of this journey would be within my acceptable range, and I would have been unable to help but wonder if it was a "coincidence"... Listening to the hunter's intentional intimidation, Klein was not too surprised or nervous. Of course, all this comes from his own Sequence 5 ability. If he was just a middle-aged rich man without self-protection, he might be a little panicked now.

Of course, he also prepared a lot of paper man stand-in for himself as bodyguards on the surface.

The divination results showed that his behavior would be beneficial to me... Klein looked calm and calm, but also in line with the image of a character who had "had rich experience in fighting in the Southern Continent" and asked calmly:

"What do you think we should do now?"

The hunter raised his eyebrows. Although he did not show it, he seemed to be very helpful to Klein's awareness of the current affairs and awe.

"Turn, sail as I direct."

The hunter said proudly: "You should be glad that you met me. I will take you from a safe port into the Southern Continent, otherwise you and your goods will only fall into the pockets of those port officials... By the way, who do you want to give these things to? Which party are you going to assist?"

"Who is it for bribes? Or supplies? There seems to be a lot of items and weapons inside. Did any of the Aurora Lords ask you to come?"

He was the only one on the deck, the sea breeze blew away the words, and the blue-eyed hunter looked at the middle-aged rich man without blinking.

Klein's forehead veins hopped.

If it was for the Iron Blood Cross Society, would he take away all these things directly after he arrived at the private port?

If it was for the noble Ruen, would he take away these things directly after arriving in the private port and detain himself?

"It's a bribe."

Dawn Dontes answered decisively and deliberately added a lot of nonsense to make his answer even more confusing: "These items are to be sent to bribe the nobles of the Ruen people. I was entrusted by the Ruen nobles to send them some things to contact each other. If this commission can be completed successfully, I will be able to gain more connections and status in the upper class of Ruen. Among them are many officers and nobles above the earl, such as Colonel Alfred Hall, the second son of Count Hall of Ruen, Colonel Calvin's nephew, and Viscount Grott's eldest son... "

This long passage made the hunter very upset and frown.

And this is exactly Klein's purpose, because the other party's behavior and tone of speaking are not like aristocratic, and his honest personality is not interested in the twists and turns between the nobles. Klein was still talking, and a cross broke out on the hunter's forehead and immediately waved his hand:

"I understand! I'm talking nonsense. Since it's for the Lord, then you can leave when you arrive at the private port. I'm too lazy to talk to you, the Ruemen. There are still two hundred kilometers of roads from Port Caesar to Berens."

Two hundred kilometers... This detour is a bit far...

Klein took a breath of air. He was about to speak when he suddenly felt some strange spiritual fluctuations.

The sound of the waves around it became extremely surging at some point, with no sign of calming down, as if a tsunami was brewing.

He looked around in a little astonishment. Through the increasingly dense fog on the sea, he vaguely saw the lead clouds above his head, the waves were like peaks, and the black storm extended from the sea to mid-air, and silver-white lightning tearing everything without sound.

The void became translucent, as if a huge gate of the underworld was opened with invisible edges. Skeletons with open mouths, vines that highlight the baby's face, bloody arms, and slippery tentacles with strange shapes and teeth rose from the sea, wandering aimlessly under the water, pale arms and vines kept making grabs.

The nearly invisible shadows of resentful souls flew back and forth, screaming, but were blown away by the strong wind.

At this moment, the sea seemed to have become the legendary underworld, gloomy, dark, chaotic, and crazy.

Klein understood a little, and was even more puzzled: "...The Church of Death has come to the sea?"

"It's not just that, things are much more complicated than you think..."

The hunter laughed: "If I hadn't taken you into the protection of the sanctuary, you would have died silently!"

The surrounding fog was isolated from everything, and spirituality could not detect it around. Klein turned his body and took out a gold coin as if he was accidentally to throw it up, but at this moment, his vision was suddenly occupied by a huge dark curtain.

——A armored ship dozens of meters high suddenly appeared in front of Klein. The private passenger ship he hired was like an inconspicuous toy. Just by getting close, it would be overturned by the waves aroused by the other party!

At the same time, the fog that enveloped the boat quickly became thinner, but the speed of the ship's navigation also increased visibly, as if things related to reality were strengthened, while the side of the mystery quickly weakened.

The wind and waves almost lifted Dawn Dontes' hat away, and Crane unconsciously held her breath, but neither the boat nor the people on the boat seemed to notice a small boat suddenly appeared next to it, nor the strange fog.

"Ha, I just entered the Furious Sea. Is the situation there so interesting?" The blue-eyed hunter had already controlled the navigation direction of the ship, turned rapidly, and headed towards the southeast.

"Who is on this ship? Reinforcements from the Sunya Sea, or the troops transferred from the Rosd Islands to block the sea route? Who are the members of the Death Church who are coming to block it? It looks very lively."

There was no negative emotion on his face, and he could even be called enthusiastic: "I have to speed up, otherwise I won't be able to catch up!"

The hunter shouted at Klein: "Hey, Ruehn! Hold on to the railings on the boat!"

"I want to add—"

The moment the last word exit was swept away by the wind, the small passenger ship suddenly broke through the arms and vines rising from the sea, smashing the waves and storms along the road, and in the blink of an eye it rushed out of this chaotic sea area, leaving only a trace on the sea.

Klein was thrown back several steps by inertia. As soon as he grabbed the railing, he suddenly heard a click. Perhaps the passenger ship could not bear the load and was disconnected somewhere. Then the huge black iron armored ship seemed to have finally discovered its strange little passenger ship, but before they could stop it, red flames suddenly spewed out of the stern of the ship, and evaporated the air currents and waves that were chasing with high temperatures and flames!

I don't know if it was Klein's illusion, but he seemed to hear the hunter's demigod sneer with a strong narcissism in the wind.

...

"Well, I must make a confession seriously about the current situation."

Trainer turned his pen, his face neither painful nor sincere:

"I confess. I always felt that Medic was already in a hurry, but I didn't expect that Fsak was even more anxious. The information about Prince Sunya was just passed on by me, and Port Rous and Sunya really began to assemble troops and prepare to take advantage of the chaos to rush south towards the Ross Islands."
To be continued...