Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 153 Spirit World Beacon
Marshal House stroked the beard on his chin: "Cut off the water source? It is indeed a good way, how do we do it? By the way, the lake is running water."

The main island of Bolivar is indeed a unique place with rich resources, lush vegetation, and a typical tropical climate. Some of the fertile land can even produce rice three times a year.

The largest source of fresh water on the island is Lake Bolivar, a freshwater lake with an area of ​​about three square kilometers.The lake is not particularly large, but it is rich in water sources, nourishing the people and crops of the entire island, and it is the lifeline of the Bolivar Kingdom.

The defense of the rebels is also around this point.On the map, densely packed small flags are planted around the lake, which represent the enemy's troops.

There is no possibility of killing these troops with at least a thousand people silently.

The commander of the rebel army wanted the imperial army to enter the jungle in the hilly area to minimize the power of the artillery, form a guerrilla warfare situation, and consume the counter-insurgency army to death.

Running water means that simple poisoning is difficult to take effect.

Mark looked at Abner: "Does the Church of Light and Night have something that forces mortal believers to convert?"

Abner was silent for a few seconds: "Actually, there are. All major churches have this thing. It's just a matter of cost performance."

Just as cults like to make the outstanding talents of the lawful and good camp degenerate forcibly, the church of the good camp also has some coquettish operations such as purifying powerful demons and becoming patron saints and guardian beasts.

As long as you don't make the target's soul fly away, go through a series of purification rituals, let alone memory and common sense, even the soul can be washed clean for you.

Mark nodded. "Get me two. I can live without it, but I can't live without it."

"can."

Marshal House spread his hands: "And then? Haven't talked about how to control Lake Bolivar?"

Mark smiled mysteriously: "Why do you think those bastards in the navy insisted on taking the huge risk of offending the Destiny family and trying to hack my ship?"

"Uh."

How do you ask an army boss to answer this?
The plan was quickly settled.

Captain Wren's voice was heard on the ship through the loudspeaker: "The Caribbean is about to perform a combat mission! Non-combatants, please report to the commander immediately, pack up your personal belongings, and temporarily transfer to the light frigate [Kasha]!"

It's just that Mark's evacuation operation encountered a little trouble.

Princess Marianne makes a request that takes Mark by surprise.

"Mark! I refuse to leave. I am not a weak woman with no power to restrain a chicken. I have received court swordsmanship training, and I can go to the battlefield. And I am your apprentice in name. No apprentice escapes, the master goes to the battlefield reason?"

The princess wore white leggings with a black leather top and a hood that cinched her hair.Mark glanced at the princess's outfit as if she was going for a ride, and just wanted to laugh.

"Don't be funny!" Mark glanced at the other party's conscience, which was too big to be ignored, with undisguised contempt on his face: "I went to the battlefield. You know what a tragic fate a woman will have if she becomes a prisoner on the battlefield ?"

Unexpectedly, the princess didn't shy away from Mark's gaze, and stepped forward proudly.

"You mean like a sow in a cage waiting to be slaughtered, forced to starve for three days, in order to let the hunger degenerate the soul, so that you can become the soul fertilizer of chaos? Or is it being framed by a disgusting zombie, Even the appearance that I am proud of is useless? Or is she reduced from a princess who is loved by thousands of people overnight to a 'quasi-lunatic' who is hated by the world?"

Marianne's beautiful face has a sad expression that has never been shown before. While tears are shining in the corners of her eyes, she also has a hard expression that Mark has never imagined.

After returning from the Lamington, she kept pretending to be normal, deliberately ignoring the gossip around her.But those words that made her sad have already turned into sharp knives, piercing her heart and making her heart bleed.

How could it be as if nothing had happened when something like that happened! ?

"Ok?"

Mark had to admit that he was a little bit wrong this time.

Because he had cheated the old coin emperor, he was not even interested in peeking at Marianne's fate.

It seems that this delicate-looking princess is not just a vase!
Mark couldn't help giving Marian a high look. He said flatly, "The Caribe is about to embark on a voyage to the spiritual world. If a mortal enters it, just the murmuring of demons following the fluctuations in the spiritual world is enough to drive people crazy."

"But, we have awakened extraordinary power!" Marianne took Yolanda's hand, and the two women unexpectedly glowed with white aura at the same time.

"..." This time, Mark and his followers were really taken aback.

This fluctuation of spiritual power cannot be said to be very strong. Judging from perception, Yolanda is at Sequence 9, and Marianne is close to Sequence 8.However, unlike those guys who are destined to be cannon fodder all their lives and have messy spiritual power, their spiritual power is so pure that it feels unreal.

The spiritual notes floating from their spirit bodies one by one, revealing their identities as music believers.

With a "click", Mark snapped his fingers: "Marian, can you see if you can afford this [Fairy in the Forest]?"

With a simple incantation, a violin brooch pinned to Mark's chest coat actually turned into a precious violin that looked like a treble clef in a second, with a body painted pure white and gold lace.

This was a gift given to Mark by High Priest Eleni for the goddess last time.

Mark hadn't had much chance to use it.

Seeing this scene, the three maids next to her couldn't hide their envy.They have no special talents, so they can only borrow Mark's counterattack mentality to invite pets.In order to deal with the more noble princess combination, the only thing they can do is to hug together to keep warm, and they are particularly enthusiastic about Mark recently.

It's a pity that after Marian awakened her extraordinary power, she immediately compared them again.

They sighed softly in their hearts.

Marian stroked this exquisitely crafted violin named "Forest Fairy" in surprise, wisps of wonderful spiritual power drifted into her soul like notes rippling in the lake of her heart.

The princess couldn't put it down on the spot: "This...is it for me?"

Mark has no special expression: "The premise is that you have to prove that you are worthy of this Sequence 5 violin."

"Okay, I will work hard." Marianne nodded vigorously.

"You two go to the room to study."

"Okay... well?" Marianne's eyes widened. Doesn't this mean that she can stay?
Yolanda was even more eye-catching, holding the hand of her best friend on the spot, and curtseying to Mark together: "Thank you very much."

"Go."

Two hours later...

In an ancestral villa next to Lake Bolivar, [Rose Knight] Rosalin took off the majestic full-face helmet and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Her female adjutant brought a towel to help her wipe off her sweat: "Miss, you have worked hard."

Rosalind sighed: "No, what I have done is far from enough. Most of my compatriots are still immersed in the fear of the Wright Empire. Destroying an evacuated Port of Bolivar is just a warning from the Empire, unless the Empire has a warning to those flying the Empire flag. The people raise their butcher knives, otherwise there are only two million or so people who are willing to join us."

The adjutant lady echoed: "If we don't win a few big victories, we won't be able to wake up these compatriots."

"Even if we only migrated 50 people, we almost collapsed." Rosalind said bitterly.

The migration of tens of thousands of people is not easy.

Even if she ordered her men to raid the empire's granary and urgently collect enough grain for the winter.But so many people suddenly came from the relatively flat seaside plains to the rugged hills, which immediately caused countless troubles.

The houses needed for winter, the distribution of food and water, the lack of clothing, and the treatment of sewage, etc.A lot of unexpected situations before the rebellion, like a mountain, pressed on Rosalind's slender body.

She can't refuse these compatriots who are willing to follow her. If she refuses one today, tomorrow 100 people will defect because they are afraid of the empire's soldiers.

Looking out through the window of the villa, Rosalin was a little dazed: "I don't know what the empire is doing this time, but it is so calm. The empire can't wait, and Bolivar can't wait either!"

When Rosalin was in a daze, suddenly a dazzling spiritual light rose in the center of the lake.

For ordinary people, this golden light is just like the beam of fireworks.

In the eyes of the Extraordinary, this level has a completely different meaning - when the aura is strong enough, it will surpass the real world and be perceived by the existence in the spirit world.

"This is the Spirit World Beacon!? Not good, stop that guy!" Rosalin was shocked.

It's easy to say, but how can I do it?
The surface of the lake is 3 square kilometers, and it is nearly a kilometer from the nearest shore to the center of the lake.Even if it is a powerful storm-type powerhouse, it will take some time to get there, let alone the Bolivar rebels who are not prepared at all.

No one expected that there would be imperial spies sneaking in and making such an operation.

Rosalin had anticipated the infiltration. After all, there were so many fleeing compatriots, and the locals and outsiders didn't know each other.Breaking away from the administrative system of the empire, the management system built by the rebels was more than a notch weaker in efficiency.

Who can easily track down the spies?
"But what does it mean to release the spirit world beacon here?" Rosalin soon knew.

Just as she rushed to the shore with her personal guards, a powerful aura flashed like lightning on the originally clear lake.

In an instant, the surface of the lake boiled like porridge, and a white spot suddenly appeared in the center of the lake, like a boulder falling into the water by the lake, creating a circle of waves more than one meter high on the mirror-like surface of the lake.

Since the ancestors of the Bolivars lived here, waves that have never been seen spread out from the center of the lake in a circular shape.

The big waves overturned all the fishing sampans on the lake, and splashed water all over the bodies of people who were fetching water and washing clothes by the lake.

(End of this chapter)