Chapter 633 The last exploration?
Pirate Congress?
Angel had seen relevant records in the Nighthawks' files, but they were not detailed. After all, the Church of Night was not the Church of Storms and did not have much involvement in maritime affairs.
But even so, she understood that this was an annual event hosted by Nast, the "King of the Five Seas", and all pirate kings, pirate generals, and famous pirates were invited to participate. It was held on a volcanic island in the Sonia Sea last October. Mr. "Hanged Man" of the Tarot Club had mentioned this event. He also participated as the captain of the ghost ship "Blue Avenger" and was considered one of the traitors who had infiltrated the Church of Storms.
However, the specific time and location of each conference will only be determined one week before the meeting. This is to avoid ambushes set up in advance by the navies and major churches of various countries, so as to catch all those guys with high bounties on their heads.
But I’m not a pirate, so why should I… Oh, by the way, if I participate and bring Annie with me, will I be considered one of the “Pirate Kings”?
Angel wanted to refuse, but then felt this might be an opportunity to solidify the identity of "Angelica Sage." Not only would this completely distinguish Angelica, the queen of the sea, from Backlund's delicate daughter, Christine, but it would also allow him to use this name to prevent anyone from getting involved with his investments, Elaine and the "Redhead."
And if Lieutenant General Disease dares to participate, it will be a good opportunity to get in touch with her.
After thinking for a moment, Angel was tempted, but did not agree immediately. After all, it was still unknown when the Pirate Conference would be held. Maybe the "King of the Five Seas" did not think that the "Golden Queen" was qualified to participate?
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After returning to the mirror world, Angel quickly flew towards the passage that was shining with a special luster not far away, quickly entered it, left from the other end, and returned to the real world.
This was already a hillside outside of Bayam. She appeared next to Klein, who was dressed as German. Alger, the "Hanged Man," was also standing near Klein, wearing a cloak to cover his conspicuous dark blue hair.
The reason they were able to find the two so quickly was thanks to a magic mirror that Angel gave to Klein. It was stained with blood and had a special mystical connection with the witch of "Despair". Even if it was thousands of miles away, it could quickly lock onto the mirror's location in the chaotic and dangerous mirror world.
But on the other hand, if the magic mirror with this connection falls into the hands of the enemy, the enemy can use it to quickly locate Angel. Even with anti-divination abilities and the "Secret Holy Symbol", it cannot be completely isolated.
So she made a special mirror and gave it to the only person she trusted.
In addition, the magic mirror can also be used as a stand-in, allowing Klein, who cannot use mirror magic, to use it as a means to avoid harm. The effect is similar to that of his stand-in paper man.
As for the "Hanged Man"... Angel took a look at the Tarot Club member who was eager to start exploring the nameless island immediately, and took out another dressing mirror that had no blood connection and handed it to the other party.
"At a critical moment, it can be used as a 'stand-in' to prevent you from quickly losing your combat effectiveness after using the 'Magic Pocket Watch'."
She explained.
Alger quickly understood what "Queen" meant, carefully put away the mirror, and said:
"It's exactly midnight now. Do you want to leave immediately?"
He didn't know when the sailors who were partying all night would discover that he was missing, and during the day, Bishop Chogori of the "Church of the Waves" might summon him at any time, so the entire exploration should be completed at night to avoid any accidents.
"Let's go now."
Klein replied calmly, extending one hand towards Angel and grasping her soft, boneless hand, which contained the power of a demigod. The "creeping hunger" on his other hand became transparent, having switched to the soul of the "traveler."
Seeing this, Alger also reached out and subconsciously grabbed Angel, who was closer to him. He reacted at the last moment, took a step forward, and put his hand on Klein's shoulder.
Before Miss "Queen" arrived, "The World" had already told him that he would be the one "teleporting" the two of them to the island for this trip.
In this way, perhaps I won't be needed to join the exploration next time. My only advantages are knowing the location of the island and owning a ghost ship... Alger thought bitterly, becoming more and more certain that this exploration and hunting will be the "last time".
Before his chaotic thoughts settled, he felt the nearly black earth around him become darker, and the crimson moon above his head became brighter. Then, his hand that was touching the "world" was suddenly pulled away, and he entered a spiritual world where blocks of color overlapped and it was impossible to distinguish between up, down, left, and right.
After a dizzying journey through time and several dizzy spells in and out of the spirit world, Alger finally stepped onto solid ground again. He shook his head, which felt a little uncomfortable, and took a closer look. The three of them had appeared on the island they had explored four months ago. There was fine sand under their feet, and the sound of crashing waves filled their ears.
This only took... less than two minutes, right? Teleportation is incredibly convenient. No wonder World Gehrman Sparrow told me to just wait in Bayam. With this ability, traveling the world would only require a simple wave of the hand... Alger's gaze blazed as Creeping Hunger, now reverting to its black glove form, shifted with difficulty after a moment, gazing towards the woods deep within the island. He said,
"Let's get started. As agreed, I won't share the spoils this time, but I hope that if there are any potion formulas or extraordinary materials that involve my path, I'll be given priority. Also, if you need to make magical items, I can do it for you."
This can be considered as giving him a share of the soup, so that he can have some sense of participation and enthusiasm... Angel thought about it and nodded to indicate that it was okay.
Huh... Having received the promise, Alger finally breathed a sigh of relief. He touched the magic mirror in his arms, the "magic pocket watch" and various talismans in his pocket, drew the scimitar from his waist with one hand, and took the lead to walk deeper into the island.
Although Angel and Klein had both come here once, the most experienced of the three was undoubtedly the Hanged Man, so he had no objection to his leading the team forward. Angel was in the middle, Klein brought up the rear, and the three of them advanced slowly in a vertical row.
Four months ago, the bodies of the Blue Shadow Falcon family had been carried away by other creatures, leaving no trace. The grassland where they had briefly fought was also covered with new weeds. The three of them walked across the grassland and entered the dense forest where even moonlight could hardly penetrate, passing between the trees with scaly skin that seemed to come from the southern continent.
"The zombies are just ahead. Should we go around them like last time, or go and take a look?"
Alger stopped and asked the other two.
The last time he explored, Klein had brought the Azik Copper Whistle with him and was worried about awakening the zombies' "passion," so he avoided this area. This time, he made preparations in advance and used a cigarette box and a spiritual wall to double-seal the copper whistle, just to see what the zombies were like.
"Go and have a look."
He replied with feigned indifference.
"good."
Alger was also a little curious. Holding a lantern, he was the first to squeeze into the increasingly dense woods. Angel followed closely behind. With her dark vision, she stared at the front to prevent any accidents. Klein touched the cigarette box with the copper whistle in his pocket again to confirm that the seal was correct before keeping up.
"Boom boom, boom boom."
Dull, drum-like sounds came from the gaps between the trees, becoming more and more obvious as the three people moved forward.
It was not until the dense forest suddenly became sparse and the moonlight shone on the earth that the three people discovered that there was an area with no vegetation in front of them.
All the trees within a radius of hundreds of meters here have been cut down. Various logs and wooden boards are piled up on the ground. Stones of different materials have been polished into regular long strips and piled up in regular patterns everywhere, as if it were the foundation of a palace of initial scale.
Around the plain, there are humans, tigers, and more are curly-haired baboons with hunched backs and covered bodies with hair. They either hold primitive tools or use their sharp teeth and claws to cut wood and rocks to make more "building materials."
The crimson moonlight illuminated the busy scene, forming scattered rays of light among the dust and sawdust, as if with a hint of blood.
This scene made the three of them stand still at the edge of the dense forest. They couldn't believe that in the "primeval forest" on the nameless island on the edge of the violent sea, there was actually a "construction site" that was still under construction in the middle of the night.
If the road ahead wasn't exactly the same as the last time they came here, Angel would even suspect that Klein had found the wrong place and brought them to another island.
But her sharp eyes immediately discovered that whether it was the humans and baboons wielding tools, or the tigers and lions using their claws to scrape the wooden boards, they were no longer living creatures.
The hair was festering, the skin was pale, and some eyeballs had disappeared... The other two people also discovered the problem one after another and realized that they were the "zombies" that the Hanged Man mentioned.
Obviously, this wasn't the scene Alger had witnessed last time. After all, he was the most surprised. However, his rich adventuring experience allowed him to quickly recover. He whispered to his companions:
"Should we take a detour?"
There must be a deeper secret behind this strange scene, perhaps a treasure of considerable value, but his instinct felt that this was not something he should be involved in, so he made the suggestion.
But this inquiry, so subtle that it seemed as if it could not be heard from two steps away, made all the "zombies" in the entire open space stop what they were doing, turn their bodies, and look over here with their lifeless eyes.
The scene was incredibly strange under the dim moonlight. Even Klein, who had perfectly portrayed the role of the "crazy adventurer," felt a shudder in his heart. Angel, amidst the movements of these "zombies," discovered a dark cavern behind them. It sloped deep into the ground at the center of the prototype "palace," and oil-stained white feathers were scattered at the entrance.
She had only seen this kind of feather in one place, on Pierce Turner, who had failed in his attempt to be promoted to "Night Watch" and was contaminated by the power of "Death"!
This place is also very close to the Violent Sea, and there are a bunch of "zombies" who seem to be controlled to build a palace. Will it be contaminated by the power of the god of death? Angel just had such a thought when an extremely terrifying breath emerged from the depths of the cave in the middle of the open space.
It was as if a giant hand was grabbing Angel's heart, causing her heartbeat to slow down instead of increase, as if she was about to fall asleep. Her body became cold and her blood stopped flowing.
At the same time, the ground beneath his feet began to vibrate irregularly, and the soil at the entrance of the cave fell down. A white shadow seemed to appear in the dark cave.
Swish——
Under the horrified gaze of the three people, a giant snake that was more than 20 meters long and could not be hugged by one person quickly emerged from the cave. Its surface was covered with huge black scales, and white but oily feathers emerged from the gaps. There seemed to be flames burning in its vertical pupils, and there was a pair of retracted thick wings behind it.
The white was the oily feathers on its wings, and the black scales seemed to blend into the darkness, making the giant snake visible only in dark vision.
This familiar feather and suffocating breath undoubtedly belonged to the "Grim Reaper"...
This is a path to the "God of Death", and it is very likely that the Quetzalcoatl has reached the demigod level!
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