Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 121 [White Pearl] (2 more)
If everyone is killed, the benefits must be taken away.Didn't the so-called clean-up come from sweeping the floor in the past?
"The action number is 2333!"

Thomas froze for a moment: "Which branch or executioner of ours has this number?"

"Uh, the number was recently added by His Excellency Hughes Lightning, and the representative is Conrad Fisher."

"The Conrad who picked up the first-level rubbings of the storm, and then took the blood moon to baptize the top three?"

"It should be him."

"Fernando, that idiot, ruined our Church of the Storm!" Thomas kept cursing.Fernando was the battle sacrifice who refused Conrad to join the Church of Storms.

The result was good, [Poisonous Hook] was still destroyed, and such a talent also ran away.

Not only did the Church of the Storm fail to reap the benefits, but the opponent still blamed them. After all, Conrad used the power of the Lord of Storms to kill.

Of course, the face-saving Church of Storms would not admit that it was not their people who attacked.

If they refused to accept it, they fought fiercely with the group of people behind [Poison Hook], and finally won a small victory. Everyone pretended nothing happened and exposed it.

At this time, the deputy asked Thomas War Sacrifice: "Then shall we go?"

"Go! Of course! Even if the other party clearly wants us to take the blame, this is a record that can be obtained in the orthodox church! Why don't we go!"

The orthodox church has a quarterly settlement. The light and night, the storm church and other militant factions are in charge of cults, and the wealth church and other neutral churches pay for subsidies.

Kill more and replenish more.

In a sense, this is also a business.

Doing business, it's not shabby to lose morals!

What's more, if the Church of the Storm doesn't carry it, wouldn't it be looked down upon by others?
And you can also knock the local lord off later - how did you become a lord?It has been infiltrated by cults like this.

In fact, this is muddled accounts.How can the rough people of the Storm Church be so careful, so that on many islands, the Sin Sect is not taken seriously at all.

Of course, it's another matter if something goes wrong.

These are not what Mark needs to worry about, grab what you want, pat your ass and leave.

After returning to the [Mechanical Ascension] and sailing away urgently, after leaving the port, Mark received an unexpected surprise.

In the Hall of Valor, a rescued soul offered him a rubbing copy.

In the Hall of Valor, Mark stared at the bearded hero sitting in the coffin: "You want to dedicate it to me?"

"Yes, my lord." The part below the ankles of the bearded body has disappeared, but in the coffin, nourished by ectoplasm, the soles of his feet are growing back.He is one of the few souls who has the ability to sneak to the upper level of the hourglass.

Mark stared at him a few times, and all he saw was calm: "Okay, I have received your contribution. Rest, Andrew Thomas. The next time you wake up, it will be the moment you serve me."

The bearded man bowed hard, and then lay back.

This is an untampered version of the middle-level Storm God Rio Tinto. It is a bit incomplete, but Andrew has marked all the places that may have been tampered with by the family.

In fact, if Andrew's family knew about this, they would definitely denounce him as a traitor.

Obviously, Andrew also knew what the consequences would be - he didn't care.Because when he was most desperate, it was not his family that saved him, but Mark, a mysterious strong man.

This kind of thing is a bad debt.

Mark didn't care, and Andrew didn't care even more.

It is not a good civilization to sell the family's things, Andrew silently went back to sleep.

This rubbing, which Mark wasn't going to give directly to Conrad, was incomplete enough to drive any obsessive-compulsive person crazy.Mark didn't need to use this kind of thing to entrap his generals.

He wanted to get it all together.

Unexpectedly, what was originally thought to be a matter of probability, turned out to be very simple.

There are many broken things in this sea area beyond imagination.

Using the name of Mr. Galaxy, through listening across the void, Mark easily captured the information of several secret strongholds of the Sin Sect.

After a little analysis and listening to the heart sounds of nearby souls, Mark and others destroyed seven strongholds of the Sin Sect within two weeks.

Not only at sea, but also two in coastal ports.

For a time, everyone in the Sin Sect was in danger, and there was a lot of panic.

The sinful priests had no idea how the news leaked out.

It's very funny, because the Church of Evernight and the Church of Storms took the initiative to announce their achievements and became the blamers. As a result, not many major sin sects thought about Mark.

However, two weeks later, the bloodbath against the Sin Sect suddenly stopped.

It turned on for no reason, and stopped abruptly, which stunned several major sin sects.

Quite simply, Mark got everything he wanted.

In this sea area, there are quite a few storm-type powerhouses killed by the Sin Sect.

After some harvesting, in Mark's Hall of Valor, there are 6 people in Sequence 5, 7 people in Sequence 48, and more than 8 cannon fodder in Sequence 100.

In the cabin, in front of Hank Gerrard and several other knights, Mark handed the [Intermediate Storm God Rio Tinto Version] to Conrad, which was shining with dazzling lightning.

There was a sound of breathing all around.

This is an intermediate rubbing!

Mastering the power inside means that Konrad will immediately turn around and go to the Church of Storms, at least at the beginning of the Battle Festival, which is a big member of the party.

There was neither sadness nor joy on Conrad's face, he just bowed down solemnly.

It's not that he doesn't appreciate it, but that as a person who completely sold his soul to Mark, he has long regarded serving his master as his mission.After taking revenge, any position of power is just a floating cloud to him.

Mastering stronger power is only used to deal with the enemy of our lord.

Hanke and the others still don't know the value represented by this pure version of rubbings.

Mark glanced at the knights, and said lightly: "The loyalty to me will definitely be rewarded handsomely."

"Yes—" the knights answered firmly.

Mark casually gave a few words of encouragement, and walked to Helena's workshop at the bottom of the bilge.

"Mark, you're here?" Helena's crisp voice had clear excitement: "Wait a minute, my work is finishing."

"Okay." Originally, Mark was going to sit on the sofa and wait bored, and then he saw a pair of hot pants dyed red.

Helena used to say that she was a country girl with no fashion sense, but Mark didn't believe it.

You see, these pants have a zipper at the back, isn't that the essence?
Watching Helena turn her face away and give him an unattractive wink, Mark decided to peel a mangosteen in order to reward her for her painstaking efforts.

Mangosteen is refreshing and delicious.

After Mark had eaten, he expressed a grand recommendation.

……

One month is long or short, and after shortening the distance from reality, it's time for sailing in the spirit world again.

This time, the starting point is slightly different.

The misty white mist rose, and Helena and Hank found themselves on the pier behind Mark's Hall of Valor, and a sailboat full of rotten wood was moored beside it. It was just the ghostly aura lingering on it that made Hank A few of Ke's teeth were shaking coldly.

"This is..." Hank was a little confused.

"Mark's bad taste." Helena shrugged helplessly.

Back then, the ship in someone's soul world was the size of a cabin, after all, it was just a cabin wrapped in the skin of a rotten wooden boat.With the strengthening of Mark's soul power, there is not only the Hall of Valor in his soul world, but also a "Mechanical Ascension" that is exactly the same in its bones.

But the ship of the Mechanicus is too eye-catching, and the skin that Mark put on the ship is the Black Pearl in "Pirates of the Caribbean".

"Okay, let's pretend to be a skeleton soldier." Mark smiled and threw a set of soul skins to several knights, and they were stunned for a while.

"My lord, shall we become undead?"

"It just looks like an undead from a distance, it's just a leather case." Helena sighed.

It has to be said that this kind of leather case infused with someone's powerful ideas is very realistic both visually and sensorially.

When Hank and the others put on the skeleton suit, they really saw the image of the back from the ribs on their chest, but when they pressed their hands down, the chest was still their own chest, so they felt relieved.

Conrad suggested in a low voice: "Does this ghost ship need a name?"

"Uh, let's call it [White Pearl]."

Originally, there were not many candidate names. Since the word "Xiang" became ambiguous in China, Mark could no longer look directly at the name "Flying Dutchman".

[Black Pearl] is a bit of a copy, and after changing it, it becomes [White Pearl].

One or two of the subordinates were muttering: "I don't know where it is."

The sails are full of holes, the masts seem to be broken at any time, the hull is full of potholes, and the skeleton sailors walking on the deck are obviously evil spirits. They are full of momentum when they appear on the stage.

Spirit world!

For most occult scholars, it is a world that is close to death.

When this weird ghost ship suddenly broke into this world, it still attracted a lot of unnecessary eyes.

Most of the local residents of the spiritual world chose to flee immediately after smelling the ominous fluctuations of spiritual power emanating from this ship. However, there were still a few unthinking demons who either couldn't dodge in time, or were too busy fighting with their own kind to ignore it. It exists, and the result was crashed.

"boom!"

A shark-like demon at least five meters long was hit by the bow of the ghost ship, and the huge impact made the poor creature fly more than 30 meters away in one breath.

There is no quality at all, it is purely a duel of each other's soul strength.

Once upon a time, relying on the strength of Mark's soul alone, if he had to collide with some powerful spirit world demons, it would be like hitting an egg against a stone.

Now, after taking in a [Lair] mark and using the dice of fate to transform it into the Hall of Valor, its soul strength is also blessed by the Hall of Valor.

This is equivalent to Mark 'creating' the poor guy with a whole Hall of Valor.

The result, of course, was that the bitter body was torn apart on the spot and died suddenly on the spot.

On this day, in this sea of ​​darkness that is extremely mysterious in the eyes of mortals, there is a legend of a ghost ship...
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ps: I have a slight cold, and I can't finish writing the third update tonight, so I will save it until noon tomorrow.Feel sorry

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