In the boundless and chaotic dark space, the soul projections of Helena, Rune, Banster and Frame are gathering together.

The four popes have completed all the communications before the meeting, but they have not yet dispersed - because the final guidance from "God's will" still makes them confused and uneasy.

Just now, when they were deciding the meeting place, the four gods sent down a strong signal at the same time, which was rare. Although the "signal" was still mixed with huge and chaotic noise, the four pilgrimage arks were clearly excluded by the gods.

Under the guidance given by "Them", Helena, Rune and others were asked to go to the "Fifth Ark".

Helena lowered her head. In this dark space created by psychic resonance, a ball of fire was burning illusorily in her field of vision. She stared at the flame for a long time before she spoke cautiously: "...The Fifth Ark...what did you think of?"

"What else could it be?" Rune shook his head. "The answer is obvious. Apart from the four church arks, there is only one ship that could be called the 'Fifth Ark'."

"...To be honest, this is the first time in my life that I doubt the result of the oracle." Banster hesitated for several seconds, and finally raised his head and said to the other three, "We did agree to invite the captain, but to hold this crucial gathering on 'that ship'? This is not in the plan, and the will of the Lord this time seems a bit... strange, don't you think? We haven't heard such a clear and strong voice for many years..."

"It's 'them' urging us, Banster," Frame said in a deep and calm voice. "We all know that time is running out - 'they' know that, too."

Helena turned her head slightly and glanced at Banster: "You are not still concerned about the Fleeting, are you?"

"Of course not," Banster immediately shook his head. "It's been so many years, and I don't care too much about that ship. I'm just a little cautious... Of course, these are just my personal thoughts, and they can't change the order we received - the revelation about the 'Fifth Ark' has been conveyed according to God's will, and there is actually no other choice."

In the dark space, the four popes fell silent at the same time.

Helena lowered her head again, staring at the illusory flame burning in her vision - she knew that she also had the same caution and even doubts in her heart as Banster, but she chose to believe in the guidance of the Storm Goddess unconditionally.

In this silent and long gaze, she seemed to see the illusory flame in her field of vision gradually rising and spreading silently. The undulating fire seemed to turn into a gentle sea. The tide undulated in front of her eyes. A huge and ancient illusion was gradually walking towards her from the tide.

The illusion of the Storm Goddess emerged from the darkness, and a larger and more indescribable "reality" floated behind the goddess. These overlapping existences gently reached out to Helena, and Helena felt multiple, cold touches touching her soul, entwining her mind, and whispering in her ear -

[“While time is still there…”]

The illusion of the tide receded, and the gentle sound of the waves disappeared from my ears.

"Go and make preparations," Helena raised her head and looked at the others calmly, "Go and inform the bishops who are going to attend the rally with us, and inform the guards on the Ark about the 'Fifth Ark'. Everyone needs to be mentally prepared - but also tell them that the preparation time is limited."

"Also, don't forget to teach them some common sense about 'that ship,'" Rune reminded immediately, "It's different from the church ship that everyone is familiar with. I don't want anyone to get embarrassed and make embarrassing misunderstandings after stepping on 'that ship.'"

"It's not popular enough. There are too many weird things on that ship. Vanna still tells me some incredible new situations every now and then." Helena waved her hand, "Just tell the people who are going to participate in the rally that no matter what they see on that ship, even if they see someone putting their head in a pot and boiling it, don't scream, just treat it as a natural phenomenon."

"Before discussing this, we'd better contact the captain first," Frame, who had been silent all this time, suddenly added, "We have arbitrarily chosen his ship as the meeting place without even asking the owner's opinion."

Rune nodded. "Of course. In addition, we need to arrange the boarding process and personnel transfer method. The meeting process may also need to be adjusted urgently... If the meeting place is set outside the four pilgrimage arks, many things will be different from the plan."

"There are so many things to do..." Helena sighed tiredly. She waved her hand before she finished speaking, and her figure gradually disappeared into the darkness. "I'll go contact my own saint first..."

"I also want to talk to my students." Rune said immediately, and his figure disappeared.

Soon, only Banster and Frame were left in the dark space.

"See you in the real dimension." Frame, who was like a rock giant, waved his hand, turned around and disappeared into the depths of darkness.

Banster shrugged.

"I really didn't care... Why didn't anyone believe it..."

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"What?! They are coming to this ship? Those popes and bishops?!" In the captain's room of the Lost Homeland, the goat head, who was originally busy chatting with his other head, was obviously shocked when he saw Duncan suddenly return and heard the news he brought. "Did they take the wrong medicine?"

"Don't look at me, I'm surprised too," Duncan glanced at the goat-head and said casually, "But the news has been confirmed. This is even the 'will of the Four Gods' - the four pilgrimage arks have all been excluded, and the final gathering place has been chosen to be the 'Fifth Ark'."

He paused, his expression somewhat subtle: "Lost Homeland is the 'Fifth Ark'."

"...Ahaha, those End of the World preachers said that the Lost Homeland was the 'Promised Ark', and now those who believe in the Four Gods have given us the name 'The Fifth Ark'. The famous Lost Homeland has now become a good place..." The goat-head shook his head, his tone obviously containing a bit of mockery, "If you keep going like this, they will probably say that you are a good person. Is there anyone who insults people like that..."

Duncan: “…”

After holding it in for two or three seconds, he finally couldn't hold it in any longer: "I advise you to pay more attention to your values. After all, you have recovered a part of Sasloka's 'essence'. Your current state makes it difficult for me to associate you with the 'creator' of the Second Long Night."

"My work didn't work," the goat-head said sullenly, "and the one that did work wasn't much better either - the 'Holy Lord' is still stuck in the passage between the Abyss Deep Sea and the Warp. According to Agou's description, it's like being stuck in a flush toilet..."

Duncan felt that he couldn't continue communicating with this goat-headed guy - why did his words suddenly become so full of nonsense?

"Don't think I'm being harsh, I just think this is a bit weird," Goat Head probably noticed the subtle expression on the captain's face and couldn't help but add a few words, "It's fine that those crazy End of the World preachers regarded the Lost Homeland as the 'promised ark', but now those four gods in a very suspicious state have suddenly sent some 'divine will', saying that the Lost Homeland is the 'fifth ark' besides the four pilgrimage arks... This doesn't sound right no matter how you listen to it."

The goat head muttered, turned its head on the base again, and looked at Duncan seriously.

"'Ark', this word has a special meaning in the vast ocean. There are only four arks recognized by the world. Apart from the four church ships, any ship that claims to be an 'Ark' is a heresy. And now the Lost Homeland has suddenly been given the name of the 'Fifth Ark'. I always feel that they are going to push the Lost Homeland into a dangerous situation... Of course, it seems that we have been solving various crisis situations during this period..."

Duncan's expression didn't change as he listened to Goat-Head's chatter. He just waited until the other party finished speaking before he casually asked, "When you say 'they', do you mean the four major churches, or the 'four gods' behind them?"

The goat-head was stunned for a moment: "...Is there any difference? The four major churches are the executors of the will of the four gods. In layman's terms, they are lackeys..."

"There is a difference," Duncan shook his head. "If you mean the four major churches, then they probably don't have the ability to push the Lost Homeland into danger. If you mean the 'Four Gods' behind the churches, then I am very interested in them. If the arrangement of the 'Fifth Ark' is what the Four Gods want to do, then that's great."

Goat Head was speechless: "..."

Duncan suddenly became curious. He looked the goat head up and down and said, "Aren't you interested? As the former 'King of Dreams', after you have recovered some of Sasloka's memories, aren't you curious about your former 'colleagues'?"

"Not at all." The goat-head thought seriously and shook his head left and right. "I didn't retrieve the memories from the Great Oblivion to the Deep Sea Era, so to me, the so-called 'kings' are just a completely unfamiliar concept... Maybe this is a pity, but I don't feel sorry."

Duncan looked at Goat Head seriously, but didn't say anything in the end.

He came to the navigation table and sat down in the chair.

"I have brought Nina, Morris and the others back to the ship. As 'witnesses' who have witnessed the Great Annihilation, they will also attend this gathering.

“I have accepted the invitation from the Church of the Four Gods. This ship is now heading to the agreed location near Breeze Harbor. The Brilliant Star will meet us there. Lucrecia will bring a group of her servants aboard to help us prepare for the gathering.

"Speed ​​up, let's go to the appointment."