In the darkness, God only has light, who wants it?

——"Lighting Scripture"

Red Worm and his sheriffs came to Carmenla's office with an old man with bruised faces.

Bifang was not polite either. After coming in, he sat down on the chair in the room generously, which made Carmenla, who was working in the office, look confused.

"Where is Muye?"

Carmenla was even more confused. What the hell was Mu Ye?

Seeing Carmenla's confused look, Bifang became a little impatient, "Little girl, don't force me to do it."

Just as he finished speaking, a cold sword blade was pressed against his neck, and several masked men with metallic bodies appeared in the shadows of the room.

The door opened and a white-haired man walked in. Bifang looked up and recognized him.

"Son of the God of Knowledge? Humph, Mu Ye's people are indeed here. However, the Pope of Knowledge would only run away when he saw me. You are quite brave to point your sword at me. Do you want to kill me?"

A line of words appeared between Tomingziwen and the other side.

"You are seriously injured. I want to try."

The air suddenly froze, Bifang stood up, and with just one step, the room instantly darkened.

No, the light is all converging towards that old man!

Everyone in the room suddenly found themselves unable to move. It was just that the light was taken away, but they seemed to have lost the whole world.

"Whatever the fate of the Seven Ancient Gods was, they eventually fell. How could a mere incomplete artifact suppress me?"

The other person was holding a beam of light in his hand, but it seemed as if he was holding the entire world.

“Sizzle!”

Something torn?

The answer was on everyone's mind, but what was it?

puff!

Tomengzwen spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees. The puppet in the room was also covered with cracks and broke into pieces.

Bifang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gave a light push. Tomengciwen, who was half-kneeling on the ground with his body supported, fell down and fainted.

Bifang glanced at the dazed Carmenla, pushed open the door and left. Mu Ye's tail was caught. He had to stop for a while and solve the foreshadowing in the deduction picture first.

The death of the man with the same name as Luo is a kind of omen. In the cycle of fate, he must find "a glimmer of hope".

At the port terminal, Kanepali was unloading the cargo with Bohrawis's fleet. The city-state merchants gathered around the cargo samples, looking at the white paper, glass and other things and praising them highly.

Weining Paro, carrying a barrel of brandy, suddenly stopped as he passed the deck and glanced at a sailor who was tying a heave.

"What's your name? Why haven't I seen you before?"

The sailor had short golden hair, freckles all over his face, and his clothes were very clean. He had a thin figure, and the most striking thing about him was his pair of white and tender hands.

"Captain Paro, I am the one sent by Captain Tifeng to the Nine Demon Fleet."

But Weining Paro frowned. This time, except for the Silver Deer, all the three cargo fleets that could come had come. It was normal to see unfamiliar people with so many people, but he always felt that there was something wrong with this person.

The knots he tied were very professional. Although he looked young, he was actually an old sailor. However, he had asked Kan Nepal for help several times, but the old man only gave him green hands. How could he send such a person to the Nine Demons Fleet?

Moreover, ordinary sailors in the three fleets all called Kanepali the supreme commander, and few called him captain.

The young sailor became nervous when he saw the one-armed Weining Paro put down the wine barrel calmly.

boom!

The deck began to shake, and a terrifying pressure came from the direction of the City Hall Castle. Weining Paro quickly found his center of gravity and stood firm, but this heart-pounding fluctuation came and went quickly and soon passed.

When Weining Paro turned his attention back to the young sailor, he found that he had disappeared. However, he had no time to care about it and immediately went off the boat to find weapons.

"It's okay, it's just a senior warming up."

Just as Kanepali was about to lead his men to rush towards the castle, Red Worm hurried over to calm everyone down. After the crowd dispersed, he found Kanepali alone to discuss something.

"Captain, the knot can't be untied and the sail can't be lowered."

Weining Paro had no choice but to deal with the trouble caused by this idiot. How could these greenhorns not even do such a small thing? How could they restore the glory of the Nine Demons?

"You've tied a knot, you idiot!"

The people from the other two fleets did not help either, but just stood on the deck and watched the fun. Seeing this, Kanepali with a worried look on his face angrily scolded these lazy guys to unload the cargo quickly.

"Mr. Carney, we meet again."

A city-state merchant brought by Kannepal from the Golden Bay walked forward with a smile.

"Mr. Carney, I have seen your glassine paper and other goods, and I am willing to purchase them all."

Kanepal smiled and said, "Mr. Subu, I'm afraid you don't have such a big appetite."

"Mr. Kani, I am here on behalf of the Golden Gulf. We are willing to exchange slaves for goods. You know, what the Baltic Sea lacks most right now is people.

The southwest sea area has become more prosperous because of your feat. Of course, there are more pirates. It is too dangerous for you to transport and sell the goods yourself..."

Kanepali thought for a moment and said, "I can only give you 30%. We will sell the remaining 70% ourselves on White Wave Island."

Seeing the embarrassment on Subu's face, Kanepali approached him and said, "Mr. Subu, I know what you want. The price of slaves will definitely increase in the future, but we are friends. Do you know what friendship is?

We sell you goods at factory prices, and you sell us slaves at full price, not friends. So, it's still the same, 30% is not a small amount."

Subu finally nodded hesitantly. Kan Nepal said, "I know the people in the city-state also want to go north to share a piece of the pie. As a good friend, of course I will stick by them.

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