Chapter 68 Two Coffins (2)

Even if it was an illusion or a dream, Ron swore that he would never forget the bone-melting and soul-stirring feeling.

After a long while, Ron shook his head and suppressed these chaotic thoughts.

He looked down at his palm. Ostara's fragments and all the information stored inside disappeared after being poured into Ron's soul, as if they had never existed.

It was a complete set of cultivation methods, more complete than all the cultivation methods currently preserved by the Church of the Goddess of Dawn combined.

It records the most sophisticated meditation methods, recipes for making potions, and some secret techniques that have been lost in the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

Of course, the content in the fragment is not perfect. If Ron relies on the content in this fragment, he can only cultivate to the disaster realm at most.

The subsequent content may be recorded in the middle or lower part of the fragment.

Then, a strange thought suddenly emerged in Ron's mind. Could his system be related to the goddess of dawn, Ostara? Otherwise, why would there be a fragment of Ostara in the system reward?

Ron looked at Elsa quietly...

Her tiny toes tapped on the railing, like a naughty little girl, still pouting a little angrily, walking back and forth on the railing barefoot, not worried at all about falling into the dark ocean... After all, she could fly.

Well, I can't see any resemblance to the Dawn Goddess at all.

After all, the Goddess of Dawn has a plump and tolerant figure, while Elsa, although well-proportioned, is still a bit lacking in quality.

Not on the same level.

Ron felt his own situation again and found that his soul strength had increased sufficiently.

Judging from his realm alone, he should have reached the extraordinary ninth star. With just a bottle of magic potion, he can become a panic-level expert.

Although the panic-level strength is still not worth mentioning to those real masters, it is enough to make Ron excited.

call……

Ron stretched his arms vigorously and looked towards the deck in front of him... After all the effort he had come here, he might as well explore this ship a little.

There are huge secrets hidden in the Black Sea, and this soul-ferrying ship should not be that simple.

After looking around, Ron headed towards the captain's room.

The door of the captain's room is also carved from bones. Perhaps because of years of sailing on the Black Sea, the door has long become mottled, like a piece of rusty iron.

Ron was a little curious. If he could enter the captain's room, would it mean that he could control the soul-ferrying boat and go to the direction he wanted to go? Ron was very curious about what kind of world was outside the Black Sea.

Once this thought appeared in my mind, I couldn't control it.

There was no lock on the door, so Ron reached out and pushed it.

Soon, Ron frowned.

The Gate of Bones remained motionless.

No matter how hard Ron tried, there was no response at all. Ron tried to use his soul to penetrate through the gap, but was blocked by some invisible force.

Could it be that he is not qualified to enter the captain's room now?

This is really bad.

…

Larnaca city.

A branch of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

In the spacious room, Ron's body lay quietly on a large bed. Irelia sat on a chair beside the bed, wrapping Ron's right hand in her two small hands.

Her amber eyes were a little red and swollen, and it was obvious that she had shed a lot of tears in the past few days.

On the other side of the bed, Seraphina leaned against the wall, holding the sword in both hands, motionless.

"Seraphina, let's talk." Suddenly, Irelia spoke.

"You like him too, don't you?"

Seraphina shuddered slightly.

Even though Seraphina was a heroic female knight, she couldn't help but feel a little timid at this moment.

Seraphina felt like a third party. Although Irelia and Ron's relationship was not made public, it was known to everyone.

This goes against the character that Seraphina has always upheld.

However, facing Irelia's gaze, Seraphina finally mustered up the courage and nodded! Seraphina had never dated a man. Even her marriage with Snow was arranged by her family. She was vague about the relationship between men and women, but Ron's figure always lingered in her mind.

Recalling her contact with Ron, it was Ron who made her discover the true face of her husband, and it was Ron's gentleness that prevented her from going to extremes.

She could even make some ambiguous jokes with Ron without restraint. She didn't know if that could be considered flirting. These were things that had never happened when she was interacting with other opposite sexes.

She already knew that Ron was not the gentleman he thought he was, he could even be shameless, but she didn't hate him.

That man seemed to have a special charm that had always attracted her attention. She had been guarding Ron's bedside for so many days after he fell into a coma. It was the first time that a man made her so worried.

To be honest, she had never been so serious even to her father... although her father had never experienced this either.

Maybe she really fell in love with this man.

What will happen to Irelia?

She will be very angry, right?

But to Seraphina's surprise, Irelia didn't seem particularly angry. She just stood up, walked to her side, tiptoed, and spoke softly in her ears:

"When he wakes up, we'll..."

Hiss! Seraphina's body trembled, and her originally pale cheeks suddenly turned a rich, indelible red.

At this moment, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps at the door. Irelia took a step back, as if nothing had happened, looked at the person at the door, and saluted: "Archbishop Gerald."

Seraphina took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness that suddenly emerged in her heart, and nodded slightly.

The person who came was none other than Archbishop Gerald, the leader of the Larnaca branch of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

He had returned from headquarters, and it was obvious that the journey had not been perfect. Gerald looked older than before, his back was more bent, and he looked even shorter.

The person following Gerald was Virgil.

Virgil's condition was a little bit strange. Although he was also worried about Ron's condition, a very twisted excitement was revealed deep in his eyes.

"What's the situation?" Gerald glanced at Ron on the bed and asked in a hoarse voice.

Irelia shook her head: "It's been seven days, and he hasn't woken up yet."

Seven days have passed since Ron fell into a coma and was diagnosed by Daina as having lost his soul. Ron still shows no signs of waking up. With every day that passes, Irelia and Seraphina become more worried.

Gerald sighed: "It's okay, you don't have to worry too much. Ron is a prophet, this situation must be part of his plan."

After a pause, Gerald said again: "In two days, Princess Dolores and Saint Christian will arrive in Larnaca. Her Highness the Saint has come to visit Ron specially. With the Saint's strength, she will definitely be able to wake Ron up."

There was finally a little more hope in Irelia and Seraphina's eyes.

The Great Saint, Christian.

That is the most powerful being in the entire Granville Kingdom, stronger than her husband Ap. Lawn Montgomery, and only the Valkyrie Arianna can match him.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

If Her Majesty the Great Saint came in person, perhaps Ron could be awakened.

Seraphina finally spoke, she looked at Virgil: "What's the situation in Larnaca City?"

"Just like what Ron saw in the future, people started to go missing these days. The bodies that were found had their chests cut open and their hearts missing."

Virgil spoke slowly, his voice a little low: "I tried to track back and find the location of the young god, but the effect was not very good."

"The only thing to be thankful for is that we have already found thirteen black beasts like Herman." Virgil rubbed his forehead. To be honest, he didn't know whether it was worth being thankful for. Although it seemed that thirteen black beasts had been found, how many more could there be that were not visible? Virgil couldn't even imagine it.

"One of the black beasts has been captured alive by Archbishop Gerald and is currently being used as a test subject. I am trying different methods in the hope of finding their weaknesses."

It is much easier to capture the black beast alive than to strangle Hermann. Without interference, the black beast, which has not yet grown up, is no match for the archbishop.

Virgil licked his tongue as he spoke.

While torturing... no, while conducting experiments on the black beast, Virgil felt that he was about to open a door. The black beast's shrill screams made him inexplicably excited.

Boom!

At this moment, the ground suddenly began to shake violently, and cracks appeared on the walls in an instant. Dust fell above the head.

The magic lamp shook violently.

The sound seemed to have spanned hundreds of kilometers. It was dull, depressing, and terrifying.

It is more violent than an earthquake and crazier than a meteorite fall.

Everyone in the room's expressions changed. Irelia, Seraphina and Virgil, as if out of pure instinct, instantly surrounded Ron.

Gerald looked out the window.

He rushed out of the room like a madman, looking into the distance with cloudy eyes.

The magnificent energy distorted the space.

A bright halo of light swung around the Dusk Temple suspended in the sky.

The Dragon Valley is collapsing, and the towering cliffs are falling down in large pieces. Even from a distance of hundreds of kilometers, one can clearly see the thick clouds rolling in the air, like blooming mushrooms.

Immediately, the energy that was like a volcanic eruption began to spread in all directions with the Dragon Valley as the center in an extremely crazy manner.

The bright sky seemed to be covered with the thickest smog! Gerald's eyes went dark and he almost fainted.

Dragon Clan, it's over! ...

On the Soul Ferry, Ron didn't know that the end of the dragon clan had come.

The entire Dusk Continent was affected by the demise of the Dragon Clan. The earthquake-like impact even shook the continental plates, but only here on the Soul Ferry Boat, everything remained calm.

No one among the dragon clan is qualified to board this ship.

After failing to open the captain's room, Ron came to the cabin.

Two skulls were inlaid on the bone gate, and there was a scarlet glow in the eye sockets of the skulls.

It was shining brightly, as if it were a living thing, staring at Ron.

That sight made Ron a little nervous... After a short while, Ron calmed down and put his hand on the door.

squeak!

The sound is not loud.

But, on this silent soul-ferrying boat, it still sounded very harsh.

This time, the door opened smoothly.

This means that although he is not qualified to enter the captain's room, he is qualified to enter the cabin.

Ron felt a strong curiosity in his heart. He really wanted to know what kind of surprise was waiting for him in this cabin.

Although Ron had a ring on his finger that could affect the Soul Ferry to a certain extent, he was still cautious and did not let his curiosity destroy his reason.

He crossed the threshold slowly and scanned the cabin.

The next moment, Ron stopped at the door.

He even took a step back.

On the first floor of the cabin, Ron didn't even have time to take a closer look at other places, but the two coffins had already filled his eyes.

A mouthful of blackness.

A mouthful of silver! 　Damn it, I sent it to the card for review in the early morning. Fortunately, I have a writer membership, so it is quite convenient to revise it. The second chapter was sent in the early morning. Done, I went to bed.

(End of this chapter)