Chapter 152 Ritual: Execution of Sins

Augustus did not stay long and soon left the cathedral.

“I’ll live nearby, Zain, you know where to find me, so give my proposal some more consideration.”

Only when August finally left did Byrne let out a long sigh of relief.

The aura of that powerful monarch was not deliberately restrained, which always gave him pressure that was difficult to avoid. He felt like a small animal being stared at by a giant beast, which could be swallowed up at any time.

Many powerful monarchs will not deliberately suppress their aura, nor will they deliberately release their powerful aura.

However, Byrne still remembered that the Storm Bishop of the East Coast Province, the Roaring King, would always actively suppress his aura and try not to affect the weak.

"So, what's the matter with you?"

After his uncle left, Zain, who had been smiling, finally restrained his joy, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes, as if August had given him a proposal that was difficult to accept.

He was silent for a long time, then stared at Byrne calmly.

“Bishop Zain, this is what happened. My cousin Chris accidentally found a peculiar cultivation inheritance that can absorb the power of sinners to strengthen his own bloodline power.”

A strange cultivation inheritance?

Zain didn’t speak immediately after hearing this, but thought silently.

There are all kinds of cultivation inheritances in the world, and the higher the level of the cultivation inheritance, the stranger it is. Even if what Byrne said is very bizarre, it is not impossible.

"So what's the reason you came to see me?" He asked Byrne with a raised eyebrow.

Byrne smiled faintly and said calmly:

"I just want to make a deal, Your Excellency the Bishop. There are many guilty transcendents imprisoned in the basement of this church, and there are even some strong ones at the qualitative transformation level."

"The Fisher family needs the lives of several strong men at a qualitative change level to make Chris even stronger."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zain couldn’t help but sneer when he heard this, he closed his eyes, shook his head and said:

"Byrne Fisher, you are such a bold guy. Do you know that this is against the rules of the Storm Church?"

"I am only the acting bishop. How can I allow you to execute prisoners captured by the church in private?"

Byrne thought for a long time and said calmly, "I am willing to offer a new technology to the Lord of the Vast Storm. It can better store sunlight. You also know how profitable it is to sell sunlight to the Sunless Sea."

"Those people in the Sunless Sea are unable to leave the dark world due to God's punishment. They can't leave for the rest of their lives. They can only rely on the sunlight sold from the mainland."

"If you can possess this unique technology of storing sunlight, the Lord of the Vast Storm will also have more resources at his disposal, which is proof of your piety."

"Brand-new technology for storing sunlight?"

Zain frowned slightly, nodded, and said, “Go on.”

The long-standing "sun gold" trade on the Sea of ​​No Light is extremely famous.

Of course he knew how profitable the sunlight business was. All the nobles in the Lightless Sea coveted the sunlight. They loved the sunlight from the bottom of their hearts, just like moths to flames.

"The new technology of packaging real Sunshine in bottles is much simpler and cheaper than the complicated and expensive Sun Gold. Once it is popularized, it can completely replace 'Sun Gold'."

"It can even allow ordinary people in the Sunless Sea to enjoy the sunshine! That will be an unprecedented huge market!"

Byrne smiled as he spoke of the bright prospects, knowing that the business of trading sunlight was too big for the weak Fisher family alone to handle.

The Lightless Sea is a smaller sea area within the Nine Miles, but it is still too large. The population of that sea area is even comparable to that of the entire country of Syat.

Moreover, if the Fisher family conducted this business alone, it would likely be discovered by the Alchemy Council, and their identity as "Mithril" would basically be exposed.

He didn't have any trust in those people on the Alchemy Council.

If he joined hands with Zain to do this business, he would not only be able to strengthen his ties with important members of the big family, but he would also be able to successfully avoid many risks, and eventually expand the scale of the business to a level that the Fisher family would not have been able to handle.

Zain, who had hesitated for a long time, narrowed his eyes, suddenly showed a faint smile, raised three fingers, and asked:

"Three, are they enough?"

Byrne knew clearly what the other party meant, which was that Zain could bring out three criminals at the qualitative transformation level, but neither he nor Chris knew exactly how many powerful criminals were needed to fill the needs of the ritual.

He shook his head and said seriously: "Three is probably not enough, at least four or even five will do!"

Zain sneered and said, “Greedy guy, then I need you to take out more things!”

"good!"

At the Alchemy Council not long ago, Byrne obtained some resources through transactions, including a high-level cultivation inheritance and another purple-red stone.

The purple-red stone certainly could not be traded, so he decided to take out the high-level cultivation inheritance that he had traded from the "Moon River Stone".

“I want to offer it.”

It was an extremely peculiar inheritance. It looked like a scroll emitting blue light from the outside and contained some fascinating texts inside. Byrne did not dare to open it casually, for fear that the wisdom and power contained in the scroll would tempt him.

"This is?"

Zain was slightly stunned, a puzzled look on his face.

"It is about the cultivation and inheritance of the blood power of the ocean, water, ice, and rivers. It also contains three kinds of war skills, which are enough to support extraordinary people to cultivate and break through to the monarch level!"

Byrne took a deep breath and finished speaking slowly.

Zain’s eyes finally lit up. He did not inherit the most powerful “Desolate Giant” bloodline of the Fessack family, but inherited the bloodline power of the ocean type, the high-level magical beast “Submarine Whale Shark”.

Although the family and the Storm Church did have some ocean-related inheritance, the more of these precious things the better. He had not yet decided which high-level inheritance to use to break through to the monarch level.

No matter which high-level inheritance you choose to practice, if you want to break through to the monarch level you must break through the "door". However, because of the different high-level inheritances you choose, the "door" you have to break through in the end will also be completely different.

Only by breaking through the "gate" can those who have reached the transformation period successfully enter the "palace", and finally obtain the domain and become extraordinary monarchs in the true sense!

“Okay, I agree! Five!” Zain nodded with a frown.

“The Fisher family thanks you for your generosity!”

Finally the deal was done, Byrne breathed a sigh of relief and then smiled sincerely, the intense excitement deep in his heart couldn't be suppressed at all!

Very good!

The Fisher family has finally successfully waited for this day. Chris is about to reach the fourth step and become a truly powerful transcendent, even able to compete with those important viscounts!

"When that happens, everything will change for the Fisher family."

The next afternoon.

The air in Fein City was very humid. The fog began to spread slowly, and wisps of light water vapor gradually diffused in the air.

At first they are like barely visible veils, then gradually become thicker and fill the entire space. The distant scenery gradually disappears into the haze and loses its clear outline.

In the cathedral of the Church of the Storm, Zain personally led Byrne and Chris to the dark and damp underground.

There were many rooms in the underground area filled with candlelight, as well as guards in the light and darkness. When they saw Zain, they would bow their heads and show respect in their eyes.

As they arrived at the place where the extraordinary people were imprisoned, the surrounding environment became increasingly darker. Byrne and Chris could even hear the wailing and screaming of men and women under torture.

Zain held a candle in his hand and led them to a heavy iron door with an expressionless face. He had already ordered the guards to leave in advance.

He looked at Chris and Byrne coldly and said:

"This is the first one, we better hurry up."

Zain did not use the key, but stretched out his arm and turned into liquid to open the iron door, then let the silent Chris in.

Chris nodded slightly and walked into the dim cell where there was almost no light. He soon saw a decadent old man sitting in the corner. He was dirty and had lost a leg.

When he saw Chris, he shouted, "Hahahaha! You running dogs of the Storm Church, our Lord will not let you go! Even your gods are nothing but food for our Lord!"

Chris stared at the other person and asked slowly: "Who is your master?"

The old man in the darkness stared at him coldly for a long time, then suddenly laughed and said in a crazy voice:

"So that's how it is. You are not from the Church of Storms, and you are very interested in what I say, which means that you don't have those cowardly so-called gods in your heart... My master is a truly powerful god, and the master that scares the world is the great otherworldly god, Chaos Star!"

Chaos stars!

Chris immediately became alert, and felt an extremely strange and weird feeling deep in his heart.

He felt more and more that the dead old man he had met in the mining area was not someone he met by chance. The old man had taken the initiative to find him with premeditation, and then wanted to use the power of the "Chaos Star" to transform himself.

It was just that due to the protection of the great Lord of the Lost, he was not truly transformed successfully.

"Haha, confused beast, you must want to know..."

The old man wanted to say more nonsense, his voice was like a dark poisonous snake, and suddenly he was stabbed in the heart by a dagger emitting silver light, and blood suddenly gushed out.

Chris stared expressionlessly at the trembling old man who fell down.

The first one.

He could clearly feel that the spirituality deep in his soul was indeed beginning to show signs of boiling, and the intensity of the boiling was very high, almost approaching the moment of promotion to the third level!

very good.

"Next……"

(End of this chapter)