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"Ruins of the Divine War?"
Ferran paused, slightly surprised to hear that name here, as it was one of the famous treasures that had endured on the Sea for a long time.
The Ruins of the Divine War were definitely the dream of every bounty Hunter, but this was the edge of the Fog Sea, the west side of the Northern Continent, separated from the legendary Ruins of the Divine War by the entire Berserk Sea and Sonia Sea.
Curious that someone would recruit crew members here to explore the Ruins of the Divine War, and also impressed by the title of the strongest Hunter in the Fog Sea, Ferran turned around and changed into clothes suitable for going out.
"If Danitz were here, hearing this title, he would definitely disdainfully curse 'bullshit'..." Ferran opened his room door, muttering to himself.
Danitz had parted ways with him more than a week ago, saying he was going to Nosier Town in southern Intis, as he wanted to go home and visit.
"By my calculations, that guy should be back soon. If it weren't for waiting for him, I should already be back on the Golden Dream, and Mr. Blessed's mission wouldn't have been delayed for so long."
Ferran shook his head, walked to the port in the morning Sea breeze, and found that many people dressed as adventurers were already gathered somewhere, with shouts coming from there.
Ferran, who had traveled extensively, immediately saw that those people were more like pirates disguised as adventurers, and several of them were Beyonders.
As the closest archipelago to the Intis Republic's mainland, its status was equivalent to that of the Rorsted Archipelago to Loen.
The Intis military and the two major Churches had strong individuals stationed here, and the Red Theater on the archipelago had strong Intis characteristics. Therefore, some pirates would often disguise themselves as adventurers and go ashore to enjoy themselves.
Ferran, whose eyes narrowed, having carefully studied disguise-breaking techniques from his captain, lingered for a while on the figures of several suspected wanted pirates, secretly noting them down, intending to earn some extra money later.
Withdrawing his gaze, Ferran walked through the crowd and arrived at a very simple temporary shed, where he heard the familiar shouts again:
"This time, what we're exploring is the ocean evolved from the Ruins of the Divine War, where countless treasures are buried..."
Ferran pushed through the crowd and saw a young-looking man in a white shirt and black vest, of medium build, with golden short hair parted in a three-seven ratio, and emerald green eyes that were focused and serious.
It wasn't until his emerald green eyes met those of this gentleman that Ferran suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by a fierce beast in the jungle.
An unprecedented sense of crisis emerged in his heart, and Ferran quickly averted his gaze, feeling a mix of nervousness and surprise:
"So strong. To give me such a dangerous feeling, is he a Sequence 6 who has mastered some Mystical Item, or is he a Sequence 5 comparable to a Pirate Admiral?"
"With this kind of strength, the strongest Hunter in the Fog Sea isn't an exaggeration."
Anderson also stopped shouting at this moment, sizing up Ferran with a brilliant smile on his face that easily gave people a good impression. He showed his pearly white teeth and said to Ferran with a chuckle:
"Just like you, my friend. If you can join my team, I believe this journey will not be lonely."
Looking at Anderson, who was very familiar, and his brilliant smile and white teeth, Ferran always had the illusion of looking at Danitz, and wanted to give him a punch.
"No need, thank you for your invitation. I still have other things to stay here for and cannot go on an adventure for now."
After speaking, he didn't wait for a response, feigning composure as he turned to leave, while secretly praying in his heart that this powerful individual, who might be a Pirate Admiral, wouldn't suddenly blurt out:
"Young man, you're very good, come with me." If that happened, it would be troublesome.
Fortunately, the bad scenario Ferran envisioned did not happen. Although he constantly felt eyes on him, Ferran still returned to the inn safely.
Seeing that Anderson no longer spoke, the blond man beside him motioned for his subordinates to take over from Anderson and continue recruiting crew members, saying with a chuckle:
"What's wrong? The famous strongest Hunter in the Fog Sea wouldn't happen to like men, would he?"
Anderson turned his head, not angry, and sized up the blond man with a smile, saying:
"Ha, then you'd better be careful when you sleep from now on."
William Black was not intimidated at all, puffing out his muscular chest and even provocatively wiggling his butt.
Anderson pouted and said indifferently:
"That guy just now, his strength is good. More importantly, I felt a familiar sensation on him. Could it be that this guy is from Lenberg?"
William Black clearly knew Anderson well, and upon hearing this, he immediately laughed:
"Did it remind you of the past when you were repeatedly expelled from the God of Knowledge and Wisdom Church school for failing exams?"
"I told you a long time ago that people without brains would eventually be driven out, and it turned out just as I expected. You really are a bad student."
Anderson glanced at William Black, who was laughing so hard he was bent over, and immediately curved his lips, saying with a brilliant smile:
"I forgot to tell you, I joined an organization in Intis before. They hoped to change society, change the world, make Beyonder no longer secret, appear in everyone's eyes, and become the true rulers."
"They are called the Iron and Blood Cross Order, and they believe in the True Creator."
William Black's smile froze, and cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead.
Glancing at William Black's expression, Anderson pretended not to notice anything and continued:
"However, their brains seem to have been eaten by Zombies. They are fanatical to the point of being foolish, which doesn't quite fit my aesthetic."
"Hehe, so I recently scammed some things from there and then quit. Now their foolish brains seem to have reacted, and they are chasing me."
"This is also why I want to explore the Ruins of the Divine War. Separated by the Berserk Sea and the Sonia Sea, far from Intis, that's where one can truly fly high like a bird and swim freely like a fish."
"Oh, why is your face a little pale, and so much sweat on your face? Did you get sunstroke? As a Sequence 6 Notary of the Sun Pathway, you wouldn't even be able to stand this much Sun, would you?"
William Black raised his right hand, wiped off his sweat, cursed a couple of times in his heart, and forced a smile, saying:
"I once heard someone say that once you believe in an evil god, it's almost impossible to break free."
As he spoke, his chin lifted, looking as if he was watching how Anderson would die.
"That's very true." Anderson responded with no hint of gloom in his smile:
"I didn't truly believe. At that time, what I recited were sentences I had altered from the God of Knowledge and Wisdom's honorific name."
"Anyway, they don't really like to use their brains—no, they don't have them at all. As long as you pretend to be devout on the surface, you can fool them with any random excuse."
Looking at William Black, whose face was stiff and could no longer smile, Anderson finally nodded with satisfaction, patting his shoulder in a very pleased mood:
"Young man, you're still too young. Compared to me, you're still a little bit lacking."
"I've been here for almost a day, and there are enough people. If I stay any longer, the people chasing me will probably arrive. Hmm, let's set off at noon..."
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Inside the magnificent and towering palace, Aaron, who was slumped on the throne with dark golden mist swirling around him, slowly opened his eyes.
He rubbed his still throbbing head, put the somewhat dim black emperor card back into the clutter, and finally had time to survey his surroundings after recovering from the backlash.
The first two things that caught his attention were the Sun Chaser Scepter, which had been placed beside him to deal with danger.
Originally, when not activated, the Sun Chaser Scepter seemed to be in slumber, but now it looked more like it was composed of pure flames, and the surrounding dark golden mist was affected, being repelled outwards.
Without the black emperor card providing the authority blessing, merely looking directly at the current "Sun Chaser Scepter" made Aaron's eyes sting intensely.
Looking at the "Sun Chaser Scepter" gradually calming down under the shroud of dark golden light, a realization dawned on Aaron's mind:
Due to the Sefirah's autonomous counterattack against possible corruption from an Outer Deity, the collision of two extremely high-level powers loosened the original seal of the nearby "Sun Chaser Scepter."
Although the seal of the current "Sun Chaser Scepter" has not been completely broken, to some extent, it already possesses some abilities of a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact.
If used well, it could play an unexpected role even in Angel-level battles, but the corresponding negative effects would probably be terrifyingly severe.
Thinking of the negative effects, Aaron subconsciously looked to his right, where the divination pendant had originally been.
With just a glance, Aaron's expression immediately became strained.
Not far to his right, through the gathered dark golden mist, he could see a completely black, infant-like object within it.
Its figure was not solid, its eyes were made of shattered divination crystals stained crimson, and its ink-black body was covered with crystal shards, like stars in the night sky.
As the master of the Nation of Disorder, Aaron could clearly feel the fluctuations emanating from this strange "infant" reverberating throughout the mysterious space, yet seemingly unable to transmit outwards.
As early as the Sefirah's autonomous counterattack, all connections with the outside world were completely severed. Even the omnipresent Spirit World was isolated. Aaron also took this opportunity to feel a deeper level of control over this Sefirah.
And the corruption transmitted through the Spirit World in "Dream Divination" was also cut off at its source. Even if the Beyonder Sequence was high enough, the corruption, having lost its support, was gradually being cleaned up and gathered.
As the medium for divination, the divination pendant bore the brunt, being directly corrupted, shattered during the Sefirah's counterattack, and finally forming a part of that strange "infant."
Aaron glanced at this item that had accompanied him for a long time with some regret, then withdrew his gaze and sighed.
Since the divination pendant was gone, Aaron didn't intend to experience its unknown negative effects. He wrapped the two items in layers of dark golden mist.
Only after no unusual fluctuations were emitted did Aaron place the two items together and throw them into the clutter.
Without immediately contemplating the divination scene obtained at a great cost, Aaron used his last bit of spirituality to unlock the Sefirah's seal, returned to the real world, struggled to get into position, and began meditating.
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In front of the elegantly and luxuriously decorated door, the tall and burly Bayer Bailey paced anxiously.
Beside him, Evelyn sat gracefully at the dining table, elegantly savoring the tender white meat with a hint of red in front of her. This was the most delicious part of a merman, and Evelyn's favorite food at the moment.
After finishing the last piece of meat, Evelyn let out a satisfied purr, smacked her lips, then lay on her side on a blanket, wagging her tail and saying carelessly:
"Big guy, what are you pacing around for? Go catch me another merman, meow. When Aaron comes out, I'll have him praise you well."
Bayer Bailey stopped, his expression a little anxious:
"It's been almost two days. Since that blood moon night, Earl has not left his room for almost two days."
"If, if Earl really has an accident, then I can only apologize with my death."
Evelyn rolled over, glanced at the big fool, and meowed disdainfully:
"Don't worry, he used to be like this too, and he still ended up lively and energetic."
Then she shook her head and said:
"Meow, what was that saying again? Good people don't live long, but scourges last a thousand years. He won't die even if you do..."
Just as Evelyn was smugly slandering him behind his back, she suddenly felt a hand pinch the back of her neck, her fate in its grip.
Feeling the familiar pushback and suffocating sensation, Evelyn's white fur stood on end, and her limbs flailed wildly, seemingly trying to escape, but she was subdued by another hand.
The bedroom door opened silently. Aaron stood expressionless by the dining table. After casually subduing a rebellious offspring who was ruining his image, he looked at Bayer Bailey, whose expression had softened, and asked calmly:
"Where are we now?"
Bayer Bailey's already bent waist lowered even further as he respectfully replied:
"Earl, as per your request, we traveled directly from Damel Harbor to Tiana Port without stopping, and then directly to Bayam from there."
"Yesterday, we just passed the Sea area near Bansy Port, between Damel Harbor and Tiana Port. Due to poor weather conditions, our voyage was somewhat delayed, and we are expected to arrive at Tiana Port tomorrow."
Aaron nodded in satisfaction. This route was the fastest way to reach Bayam, and even if something happened at Bansy Port later, no one would point the finger of suspicion at him.
Releasing Evelyn from his hand, watching her disappear without a trace with a whoosh, Aaron's lips curved slightly. After a day of rest, he had recovered his state.
Nodding to Bayer Bailey beside him, Aaron left first and went to the telecommunications room in the middle of the ship, intending to see if "Admiral of Blood" had sent any valuable intelligence via radio recently.
Before this, he had already written a letter in his room, enclosing the "Traveler" Beyonder characteristic extracted from the extremely terrifying "Traveler's Brooch" after sealing it.
He had Astolfo deliver the letter to Harland Rooney, who was already in the Southern Continent, asking him to forge a new divination pendant.
And allowed him to use all resources to forge that "Traveler" Beyonder characteristic into a Mystical Item. Aaron only had two requirements for it: small negative effects and the core ability of "Traveler" must be retained.
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