Chapter 198: Brilliant Island
In the dark and eerie sea night, the moonlight is blocked by thick clouds, and only faint starlight embellishes the vast sea surface.
The Fisher family's fleet continues to sail towards the depths of the Lightless Sea, and their destination is an island called "Glorious".
The Island of Glory is a very large island with a population of hundreds of thousands, and more than 95% of the residents are slaves. The extraordinary people exist as slave owners, while their descendants and servants are the rare free people.
Apart from that, everyone else is just a different type of slave, essentially no different from objects.
There are hundreds of small islands surrounding the Glorious Island, which are collectively called the "Glorious Islands". The entire Glorious Islands are completely under the influence of the great lord "The Psychic".
The "Psychic" is one of the eight lords of the Lightless Sea, an extraordinary powerful man with strength below the monarch. He is a spellcaster and masters very terrifying necromancy.
Before the emergence of the mysterious spirit world, there was almost no research on the soul in the world of Krad, and necromancy was generally weak, so there were very few necromancers who could reach the monarch level.
The "Psychic" is probably one of the best necromancers in the world. The spells engraved in his domain can create an entire powerful army of the dead in an instant!
Theo held a green telescope and stared at an island, then put the telescope down and said loudly:
"We are almost there. The island in front of us is the Island of Glory, no doubt about it!"
As they were about to arrive at their destination, people should have cheered loudly, but in fact, no one wanted to say anything back.
On the deck, everyone stared at the dark ocean, and an uncomfortable feeling welled up in their hearts.
The waves flickered palely in the darkness, like a ghost's smile. The dim moonlight shining through the gaps in the clouds highlighted the undulating outlines of the waves, making the entire ocean look even more mysterious and terrifying.
The darkness seemed to completely swallow up the lightless sea, leaving behind only endless depth and unknown.
The Sunless Sea is an area of the nine seas where there is never any sun.
In the few days since entering the Lightless Sea, no one has seen the sun again, and a certain amount of pressure has accumulated in their hearts.
Vanessa stood on the deck, arms folded across her chest, thinking things over.
Then, she turned to the old housekeeper Theo and asked, "So how is Darren doing now?"
Theo was feeling the direction of the sea breeze. Hearing Vanessa's words, he had been monitoring Darren's condition all along. He shook his head slightly and said:
"His injuries have not worsened, but his spiritual power is being consumed every day. He may be doing something, but I can't know more. I can only keep passing on spiritual power to him."
The old man paused and said slowly:
"I hope my help can give Master Darren certain advantages and opportunities, or at least provide him with hope. I know that hope is what people lack most in desperate situations."
Hearing that Darren was doing well, Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
"It's good that his injury hasn't gotten worse. It's very likely that Darren is trying to find a way to escape back from Rhea. No matter what, I believe the great Lord of the Lost will bless him."
Finally, the Fisher family's fleet arrived at the coastal port of the Island of Glory.
Something unknown seemed to be whispering on the dark island, and the crew members felt a sense of fear and shudder deep in their hearts.
Their ship docked completely, but the Fisher family did not disembark immediately because they had not yet received permission from the nobles on the island.
Soon, several nobles on the island were seen holding torches and silently leading the island lord's guards to approach.
Those nobles were all wearing black robes and had strange black eye makeup.
The leader was a bald woman, also wearing a black robe. She was extremely tall, probably close to two meters. She had black eye shadow and lips, and looked very strange. She stared at everyone silently.
She spoke in a very strange tone, raised her hand, and said in a rhythmic manner:
"Outsiders from the Church of Storms, I am the first emissary of the great psychic Mathis! The great psychic Mathis has been waiting for this important transaction for a long time!"
"Please follow us and meet the great psychic Mathis!"
Everyone in the Fisher family was a little surprised when they heard this, because few people would add the prefix "great" to themselves. It was often only used to describe gods. Even the kings on the Oden continent did not dare to use the word "great" lightly.
It was obvious that the influence of the Orthodox Church in the Lightless Sea was not strong enough, otherwise it would not allow the great lord "Psychic Mathis" to call himself "great".
Chris narrowed his eyes and stared at the First Messenger silently. He could feel a power that was almost the same as his own.
Theo turned around and nodded to Vanessa, saying very respectfully:
"Ms. Vanessa, according to Lord Byrne's instructions, you will be in charge of guarding the ship."
Vanessa was silent for a while, but nodded and finally said:
"Well, I understand, Chris, you just have to be careful."
Byrne had never been to the Sunless Sea, but he had already known about the customs and culture here from books.
He ordered Vanessa in advance to guard the ship and not let her follow the others into the Glorious Island to trade. Of course, this was because he was afraid that Vanessa would feel sorry for the slaves on the island and bring trouble to everyone.
Chris nodded slightly without answering, but smiled at his wife, which was a rare occurrence.
His rare smile is very charming, as if the coldness of the world suddenly becomes warm, and the contrast makes people's hearts rippling.
Then Chris and Theo brought several extraordinary people and dozens of crew members off the ship. He also carried with him a precious sample of canned sunlight.
When they arrived on the island, they soon saw many busy slaves.
The slaves were extremely tired and numb, wearing rags, with hardly any life in their eyes.
The slaves all lowered their heads and did not dare to look up at them. As soon as they were approached, they would immediately kneel on the ground, prostrate themselves on the ground, and their faces would be pressed against the ground.
The attendants, soldiers, and nobles of the Glorious Island all walked with their heads held high, and they would never lower their heads at all.
Theo and the others felt very strange and yet fresh. It was not that they could not understand the situation here, but they felt that this group of "civilized people" were really out of place.
It was as if they had returned to the history recorded in books and arrived at the continent of Oden a thousand years ago, where the extraordinary people also existed as slave owners at that time.
That was an era when the extraordinary completely ruled over the mortals.
Because firearms had not yet been invented at that time, and collective magic and alchemy had not yet developed to the current level, the various city-states on the continent did not even have an army, and only the extraordinary regiments were responsible for all military affairs.
"What are you looking at!"
Suddenly a soldier shouted!
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and soon realized what was going on. A young slave raised his head curiously and glanced at Chris, who looked like an angel.
Chris also looked at him silently.
Then his behavior was noticed by the soldiers of the guard. Several soldiers immediately rushed over, pressed the young slave to the ground, swung the axes in their hands, and chopped off his head the next moment.
Everyone was stunned when they saw the cruel scene.
Overseas residents have always been cruel and evil, but beheading someone for just one second of looking was a level of strict class system they had never seen before.
Blood was all over the floor, and the head rolled at Chris' feet. He stared at the angelic handsome man with horrified eyes.
Chris remained silent.
"snort!"
The first messenger in black robe and bald head snorted coldly.
"I have always felt strange about you outsiders. Your nobles really don't know how to be polite and keep a distance from the slaves. They are always too nice to the slaves!"
Chris was too lazy to speak, he just thought quietly in his heart.
The Lightless Sea, even though I don’t like this place, it is indeed a very suitable place to upgrade the path to power.
Strict class distinction should be a very important thing for advancement on the road to power.
Theo breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she didn't bring Vanessa with her, otherwise there might have been a dispute.
He smiled, nodded and said, "Every place has its own differences, but no matter what, our common interests can be kept consistent."
The first messenger nodded slightly, not caring about those things anymore. Deep down, he knew that there was no need to say much to the outsiders.
Although it is night time now, the islanders of the Sunless Sea are very active.
Because there has been no sun in the Lightless Sea for millions of years, they rely on moonlight and lamps for lighting at night and carry out various activities at night. When there is no natural light during the day, they choose to sleep instead.
After passing through many poor slave dwellings and walking for a while, they finally saw a huge black palace located at the foot of a high mountain in the center of the island.
The palace stood very abruptly in that location, totally out of place with the many dilapidated slave dwellings below. Although they were not very far away, there was a sense of isolation from a different world!
The first messenger raised his hands, and continued in a rhythmic tone:
"Keep going, outsiders sent by the Church of Storms! Our great psychic is right there. He is waiting for you. He has been looking forward to this transaction!"
Chris narrowed his eyes slightly and could already feel the powerful aura emanating from the powerful monarch in the palace.
If that guy had any murderous intentions, it is likely that no one in the Fisher family's fleet would be able to escape.
However, they came here to trade under the banner of the Church of the Storm. Even if the overlord really wanted to turn against them and wanted to take over the goods directly, he had to consider the influence of the Church of the Storm on the ocean.
(End of this chapter)
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