Chapter 540 Falling from the Sky
The breath of "disaster"?
The first word that came into Angel's mind was "Bansi".
She remembered the island where she had found the curse of "disaster," the strange harbor, the foggy and stormy night, the head without a body, and the body without a head.
There was also the bloody cave acupoint, the "Storm Bishop" who initiated human sacrifices, and the rune that ultimately sent himself to Trier, a thousand miles away.
According to Mr. Azik's subsequent investigation, all of this was undoubtedly related to that breath of "disaster".
"Reminds you of 'Bansey Harbor', doesn't it?"
As if she knew everything she was thinking, Bernadette's eyes as blue as the sea looked at Angel.
She'd guessed it... but it was also easy to understand. Angelica Thatch's first appearance on the wanted list was for killing a Church of the Storm bishop, and since this incident happened in Bansy, it was easy to investigate. As a pirate king, Bernadette would likely investigate Bansy Harbor, razed to the ground by the Church of the Storm. With her high Sequence, perhaps even Sequence 3, it wouldn't be difficult for her to sense the "disaster" hidden within, just like Mr. Azik...
Angel thought for a moment and nodded.
"My ability to destroy half of the 'Black Tulip' came from there."
She took the initiative to confess the matter in order to obtain help from the knowledgeable "Mysterious Queen".
"This power is unlike any other extraordinary ability I've ever seen. It might even contain some kind of high-ranking authority. Knowing too much isn't a good thing in your current state... But at least that Katarina didn't lie to you. Your opportunity for advancement lies on that island."
Bernadette did not continue to explain, but changed the subject and talked about the ingredients of the potion.
"But how can you be sure of this?" Angel asked.
"The Sequence 3 title for 'Mystery Pryer' is 'Master of Prophecy'. You can understand this as me being able to 'predict' to a certain extent, or in other words, 'spy on fate'."
As expected, "Mysterious Queen" Bernadette had already reached the Sequence 3 level. For a pirate king, this was a reasonable height... Were the other three kings, "King of the Five Seas" Nast and "Immortal King" Agaritu, also Sequence 3? No wonder the laughter of the "Death Announcement" nearly caused the entire crew of the "Future" to lose control...
Angel nodded, no longer questioning.
"Then I'll take you to that island. We happen to be passing through the Middle Range Island and returning to the Misty Sea."
Is it because the Mysterious Queen's Dawn is over there? Angel looked at Bernadette, and seeing that she didn't say anything else, he agreed to this arrangement.
She had already digested the "Pain" potion at this time. If she could obtain the Sequence 4 potion as soon as possible, it would undoubtedly be more helpful for her subsequent promotion.
After all, the "Despair" promotion ceremony requires a demigod to take a potion in despair. The sooner the materials are collected, the sooner the corresponding preparations can be made for this extremely difficult ceremony.
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Over Sona Island, about a four-hour flight from the Middle Island, wisps of green phosphorescence suddenly appeared amidst the thick clouds.
They expanded silently, and soon formed a ship shape that was narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, about a hundred meters long. Then, a three-masted sailing ship, completely black, with sails hoisted high, appeared in the phosphorescence, illuminated by the crimson moon above the clouds, as if floating in the clouds.
But the next second, it began to follow the laws of the real world, pulled by gravity, and began to fall slowly.
Angel on the deck just felt the wriggling color blocks in the spiritual world fade away, and the clear night sky appeared in his field of vision, and then he found that his feet seemed to be about to leave the air, and the heart in his chest seemed to be floating upwards.
No, it is really floating. The "Queen Anne's Revenge" is free falling from thousands of meters in the air!
As soon as she understood the current situation, she looked at Anne beside her, wondering if the actual controller of the ghost ship was too happy to recognize Russell's daughter and made a mistake in the altitude at which he appeared.
"We are now on Isla Sorna, right above your destination. Wouldn't it be more convenient to go directly there instead of sending you to the shore?"
No, I don't need this convenience... Angel's mouth twitched, and he walked cautiously to the edge of the deck. He soon felt that the strong wind blowing over the edge was gradually increasing, which meant that the ship was falling faster and faster.
Swish——
The night sky around him suddenly turned grayish white, and Angel felt that the air he breathed in became humid.
"We've passed through the clouds and will soon reach the ground." Anne remained standing, as if it wasn't her and her boat that were falling towards the ground, but a cotton ball. "I'll disappear into the spirit world at a height of 100 meters. You can use 'Lightness' to land on your own."
Doesn't sound like a reliable solution...
Angel tried to look down, but the strong wind made it almost impossible for her to open her eyes. She had to struggle back to the center of the deck in a semi-weightless state, only to find Bernadette walking towards her with a bunch of light golden hair in her hand.
"Put this away, it might be useful later."
She said, handing the lock of hair to Angel.
You have chestnut hair, and Annie has black hair. This hair can't be mine, but when did you pull out so much of my hair... Angel took the hair bundle and took a look at it. He felt more and more familiar with it, but facing a Sequence 3 Beyonder, he didn't dare to say much and could only put it in his pocket first.
"This is also the 'Master of Prophecy'..."
Before she finished speaking, her eyes lit up and a green phosphorescent light flashed.
The Queen Anne's Revenge and Bernadette had disappeared into the night sky. The turbulence caused by the disappearance of the huge ship blew the falling Angel left and right.
“…”
Swallowing the words she hadn't finished speaking, she immediately entered a "light" state, and the downward trend suddenly slowed down. Then she looked down and found that the dark ground was already within reach.
Fortunately, "lightness" did not mean slowing down, but made her body extremely light, which could be blown away by a gust of wind. With the help of invisible silk threads, Angel reduced her speed to an acceptable level before landing. She landed on her feet and stood firmly on the grass, avoiding the end of being smashed into pieces of the magic mirror.
"If a Sequence 5 had taken a different path, would they have fallen to their death in this situation?"
Angel muttered, recalling all the ways he had seen in his mind, and suddenly realized that everyone seemed to have a way to avoid this possibility.
"Perhaps the craftsmen will die here, but they might be able to pull out some magical items to solve the problem."
Shaking her head and no longer dwelling on the problem, she looked around and found that the landing point was a not very wide grassland, surrounded by low shrubs, and there were scattered buildings in the distance, like a village.
Angel withdrew his gaze, took out the magic mirror, and decided to do a divination first.
"Mirror, mirror, tell me where the anomaly is occurring on this island?"
She did not directly ask "Where is the Black-Striped Shadow Scorpion?" which was likely to get no answer, but instead asked in general terms.
Having just returned to reality from the spiritual world above Sona Island, and having received relevant information from Catalina and Annie, the possibility of success is greater this way.
Sure enough, after a brief period of gray fog shrouded the magic mirror, a bird's-eye view appeared, from which one could see sparse low-rise houses, winding country roads, and surrounding plantations.
Just when Angel thought the divination would continue to point to a more specific location, the scene was interrupted.
"There is interference, but it's not strong... Maybe I don't have enough information?"
She frowned, put away the magic mirror, and looked at the scattered buildings not far away.
That is the village mentioned in the divination.
"Go into the village at night and perform dream divination or directly use the 'Sleep' spell... but be careful of the presence of official Beyonders."
After quickly deciding on a strategy, Angel left the grass where he landed, went around a bush, and soon arrived near the buildings.
But the preliminary investigation results surprised her.
The plantation looked like it had not been taken care of for a long time; the crops lacked nutrition and the ground was overgrown with weeds; the buildings seen in the distance were all warehouses attached to the park, and the fruits waiting to be shipped out inside had already rotted, and one could even smell a hint of fermented wine.
The idle mill, the stinking brewery, the deserted houses... Angel walked past one building after another and quickly toured the entire small village, but did not find any living people.
There wasn't even a corpse.
"Abandoned plantations and villages, missing residents... How come this place is even more eerie than Bansy Harbor?"
Angel muttered, and found a house, broke in directly, walked past the dining table with stinking food on it, came to the bedroom, picked out a piece of clothing, used the magic mirror to divine again, and found the whereabouts of the owner of the clothing.
It was a piece of land with large traces of digging.
Looking at the soft soil and the used shovels and other tools around, Angel didn't need to think too much to guess that the "owner" of the clothes was buried underground at this moment.
"Could it be that a supernatural event similar to that in Bansi Harbor occurred here, with some villagers killed and others fleeing, and the official Beyonders clearing and burying the bodies before abandoning the village?"
Angel hesitated and walked around the soft soil for a few times. He soon found some evidence such as bloodstains and bullet casings, which confirmed his idea.
Because she was worried about digging out monsters such as "flying heads" and "headless zombies", she did not try to dig up the bodies, but searched the small village again, looking for more clues and the "starting point" of the incident.
Since Catherine, Bernadette, and even Anne had confirmed that there was something strange going on here, she chose to believe it.
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Soon, as Angel searched the abandoned houses one by one, she made a new discovery. She found a hidden basement under the mill that was spinning in the wind but was extremely quiet inside.
The entrance here had been deliberately blown down. Judging from the traces of lightning burns around it, it was most likely caused by the "Manufactured Punishers" using talismans. However, the collapsed passage was like a smooth road in front of Angel, who possessed the "Black Flame" and "Flame Jump" combination. She quickly passed through the rubble-blocked area and came to the secret room deep in the basement.
The dark secret room was filled with the creaking sounds of machinery. The power from the windmill in the mill above was transmitted here, driving a crudely made device that operated like a flour mill, but what came out of it was not the light yellow flour, but dark red blood.
Although the area around the secret room had been briefly cleaned, one could still smell the stench of decay and blood. It was obvious that before being cleaned up by the "Managed Punisher", this place, like the cave on the top of the mountain outside Bansy Harbor, was a bloody sacrificial site, even incorporating some "modern technology" to create a meat grinder.
With a sigh, Angel looked at the ground in the center of the cleaned secret room, and sure enough, she found some faint traces in it. After a simple piecemeal, she quickly confirmed that this was a set of talismans that originated from the Bansy Port, but were slightly different.
"So... if I drop my blood on it now, it's very likely that, like in Bansy Harbor, I'll undergo a ritual and travel to Trier's catacombs, or perhaps another strange location?"
After confirming this possibility, Angel did not make any rash attempts. Instead, he returned to the ground, looked at the crimson moon shrouded by dark clouds above his head, and whispered the honorific name of Mr. Fool.
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