Hate me, Miss Witch

Chapter 236 Welcome to the bright world promised by His Majesty Char (5k)

Western Continent, Endless Sea.

A wooden sailboat broke through the wind and waves and sailed on the vast ocean.

"According to the intelligence transmitted from the Church of War..."

"During the cataclysm, the Elven King's Court that fell into the Endless Sea should be located nearby."

At the bow, the middle-aged captain held a compass in one hand and a pen between his fingers in the other, comparing it with the nautical chart in his hand.

This is the age of humans and adventurers.

Although compared to the races of the Age of Gods in the old days, the human race does not have a strong physique or sharp teeth and claws... but the ambitions in the hearts of humans are in no way inferior to those of the masters of the Age of Gods.

As the territory within the Western Continent was divided up step by step, scarce resources such as minerals, resources, and extraordinary materials were also divided up by many human camps. Each fight became extremely fierce, even to the point of triggering a war.

Naturally, some people turned their eyes to the boundless ocean outside the Western Continent.

During the great catastrophe, the gods shed blood, the old creator collapsed, and countless ownerless fragments of divinity and authority were scattered onto the main material plane.

But now, most of the broken divinities scattered across the Western Continent have already been detected and devoured by the mythical creatures walking the world. However, some of them still remain on the earth. The ownerless divinities that have never had an owner have already become extremely rare, and every time a divinity is born, it will trigger a war between gods.

However, in contrast, most of the divinity and authority scattered across the endless sea have not yet been discovered, but are quietly lurking somewhere, waiting for the opportunity to see the light of day again.

Of course, even if they really did discover the ownerless divinity scattered during the catastrophe on that endless ocean, these ocean-going adventurers would not dare to take it for themselves.

This is a treasure that only those who stand at the pinnacle of legend and aspire to become demigods are qualified to get their hands on. It may even attract the covetousness of gods.

For a team of adventurers that didn't even have a legend on board and whose strongest members were merely title-level adventurers, attempting to lay hands on divinity would be tantamount to sending one's life to the brink of death.

"However, since these are the remains of the Elf King's Court from that glorious era..."

"Even those supreme divinities cannot be touched by us."

"However, in the ruins of the royal court, there must be a large amount of extraordinary materials and characteristics left."

The middle-aged captain licked his cracked lips.

The face, which looked a little yellow and weathered due to being exposed to the wind and sun at sea for a long time, now revealed a look of slight longing.

Those are the ruins of the Elf King's court from the Age of Gods.

As powerful creatures of the Age of Gods, the extraordinary powers in the bodies of those elves of the Old Age will not disappear with death, but will be transformed into extraordinary materials and preserved for a long time.

The Elf King's Court was one of the three supreme royal courts that once dominated the Glorious Age.

In addition to gods and angels, there must be many powerful high-level and even legendary elves in the Elf King's Court.

“If I could find extraordinary materials of legendary rank in that Elf King’s Court.”

"Then, bring it back to the Western Continent and trade it for reinforcement materials that match the attributes of my master's pet."

"Then, maybe I can try to break through the legendary bottleneck?"

Such a thought only flashed through the middle-aged captain's mind and did not linger for long.

In this world, there is no sixth-ring Beastmaster who does not aspire to break through to the legendary level.

It’s a pity that legend is like a hurdle in the sky, which has blocked the promotion path of countless talented people.

He withdrew his thoughts from that unrealistic reverie and carefully compared the nautical chart in his hand.

It was clear that the information transmitted from the Church of War marked the coordinates of the ruins of the Elf King's Court right here.

However, the sea in front of him was still boundless. Not to mention the ancient islands he had expected, even some reefs were not found.

"Could it be that the information provided by the Church of War is wrong?"

The middle-aged captain couldn't help but frowned slightly.

As a transcendent who has the ambition to become a legend, he naturally would not be like those ignorant believers in the gods' religious kingdoms who really believe that the church of God is supreme and have devout beliefs and unrealistic expectations.

As for the War Church of the Western Continent, the reason why it leaked the information about the coordinates of the Elf King's Court above the Endless Sea to the outside world was naturally not out of pure kindness.

He was already very familiar with the virtues of those churches. They were the kind of people who would not release the eagle until they saw the rabbit, and would never be merciful enough to send down a free lunch from the sky.

Most likely, for some reason, the War Church itself is not convenient to take the initiative.

That's why he wanted to use a free adventurer like himself to go to the ruins of the Elf King's Court on behalf of the War Church to spy on certain information and find out certain things.

As for the reason why the Church of War was not in a position to take the initiative, he had actually guessed a little bit -

Presumably, it was related to the darkest tower that had recently created a miracle of building a magnificent city overnight and announced its arrival to the world in an extremely high-profile manner.

However, the middle-aged captain himself doesn't actually care about these.

In the ruins of the Elf King's Court, there must be some dangers and taboos that even the Church of War is unwilling to face.

But as an adventurer walking on the vast ocean, dealing with sea beasts and pirates in the ocean day and night, he had already prepared himself to put his head on the line.

The War Church was using them, and he was also using the intelligence of the War Church to gain an opportunity to become a legend.

What you gain is equal to what you pay for; this is the basic rule for adventurers.

However, at this moment.

When he arrived at the destination, he did not find the ruins of the Age of Gods that were full of dangers as he had expected, but instead there was nothing there.

Even with the middle-aged captain's knowledge, he was still a little confused at this moment.

Behind the Church of War, there is a being who calls himself the God of War.

Even among all the gods, he is one of the most powerful and has the opportunity to compete for the throne of heaven in the new era.

It can't be that he just released fake news just to amuse himself, right?
Such thoughts just occurred.

next moment--

He heard the exclamations of the sailors on the deck of the ship behind him.

The captain followed the sailors' line of sight and looked outside the ship.

The blue sea surface, which was originally calm and boundless without even a trace of wind and waves, suddenly turned dark gray at this moment, looking eerie and unpredictable in the darkening sky.

The rumbling sound echoed between the sky and the sea, like thousands of horses galloping.

"The Great Whirlpool."

The captain heard the solemn cry from the first mate, his voice was almost drowned out by the roar that resounded through the heavens and earth. The captain could only barely hear it clearly thanks to his hearing as a six-ring transcendent.

The people on this ship are all experienced sailors, and they are well aware of all kinds of sea conditions in the ocean.

The gloomy sea surface and rumbling sound before our eyes were signs that a huge whirlpool was about to take shape.

It was one of the most terrible natural disasters in the ocean, even comparable to the punishment of the God of Storms... The maximum tilt angle of the whirlpool's water wall could exceed forty-five degrees, and it could swallow up everything it touched.

It is said that when the ship is first caught in the whirlpool, the speed is not very fast, nor is it as intense as facing a storm or hitting a reef iceberg. Instead, it will take forty minutes to an hour for you to watch your ship slowly and steadily slide towards the center of the whirlpool.

These processes are slow but unstoppable and irreversible. No ship built with the technological level of human civilization has the autonomous power to escape the capture of the vortex.

You can only watch your ship circling and accelerating into the whirlpool little by little, until it falls to the bottom of the whirlpool and is crushed into powder.

Extraordinary people with the ability to fly may be able to abandon the ship and escape by flying, but in the vast ocean, without the ship as a foothold, the hope of survival is extremely slim.

The middle-aged captain quickly stood up and issued instructions to his sailors.

With his physical fitness as a superhuman, he quickly climbed to the lookout tower on the mast, trying to find the foamy wave belt that was undulating like a white line on the sea, so as to guide the ships to avoid it in time.

The whirlpool is lower than the sea surface. The wave belt is the boundary of the whirlpool and also the line of life and death. The ship can only see the main body of the whirlpool if it crosses it, but crossing it also means falling into the capture range of the whirlpool. Unless there is a legendary strongman on the ship who can fight against the power of heaven with his individual strength, otherwise crossing the line of life and death is tantamount to sentencing the ship to death.

Under the mast's lookout, each crew member followed the captain's instructions in an orderly manner.

They were indeed adventurers who went to the Elf King's Court to search for treasure. They had already put their heads on their waists, but taking risks did not mean committing death. In front of the enormous power of this whirlpool, individual strength was pitifully small. Even the powerful extraordinary people on land could not make even a ripple.

However, no matter how the captain looked around on the observation deck, he even summoned his pet to assist in detection, and used his observation ability as a six-ring beastmaster to the limit.

The rumbling sound that echoed between heaven and earth gradually grew louder, but the boundary of the vortex was still not visible, nor was the white foam wave that should have been extremely conspicuous.

Suddenly, the experienced captain's gaze paused.

His eyes were fixed on the white sea level where the sea and the sky meet at the far end of the sea. He finally realized his mistake. The white line at the end of the sea was not the sea level as he had thought, but the boundary of the real whirlpool.

From the beginning to the end, his ship was inside the vortex that was about to take shape.

We are already in it, so how can we avoid the border?

He stood up suddenly and was about to jump off the mast to inform the crew, but then he stopped dejectedly.

How could an object this huge, which can't even be described as a whirlpool but can be described as a mountain range, possibly escape before the whirlpool takes shape?
This is completely different from the whirlpool that the captain knew before. Even if a royal city appears here, it will be swallowed by the whirlpool, without exception.

All the efforts of himself and his crew were nothing but futile struggles, unable to escape the final fate.

Boom——

Boom——

A vortex formed, and with it came the feeling of falling, sliding downward.

In the sloping wall of water, the sea surface was completely invisible. Behind the ship was a ridge of sea water, and the top of the slowly moving mountain could be vaguely seen.

It is a power beyond the reach of humans and even demigods. It is an irresistible divine power.

The prayers of the crew members could be heard from below. Many of them were believers of the Church of the Storm. It seemed that they came here for the same purpose of gathering intelligence as the Church of War. Now these believers of the God of Storms were all in panic, thinking that this huge vortex that could swallow an entire country was a divine punishment from the God of Storms.

The captain did not pray. He had no faith. It was impossible for an extraordinary person who aspired to be a legend to have faith... He just leaned silently on the railing of the mast's lookout, lit his pipe, and recalled his life in his mind.

The vortex was spinning faster and faster. At this time, in the gloomy sky, the sun came out from between the clouds and shot a beam of golden light into the vortex, but it could only illuminate a very small part of it.

A large amount of water mist gushed out from the bottom of the whirlpool, refracting a rainbow in the sunlight, like a rainbow bridge connecting the abyss and heaven.

The captain did not do anything else. He just held his pipe in silence, waiting for the tremendous power of heaven to bury everything.

With his strength as a six-ring beastmaster, he might have tried to use levitation skills to escape, and then stay alone with the sea beasts in the vast ocean, hoping that the ocean currents would bring him to a shallow sea somewhere close to the land. However, the captain finally gave up the idea.

To live and die with one's ship may be the unique romance of this navigator who has pinned his entire life on the sea.

At this moment, the prayers under the boat stopped abruptly.

After a moment of silence, they let out exclamations far more shocking than before.

The middle-aged captain did not look at his men, because at this moment, he himself was looking at the scene in front of him and murmured.

"Oh my God……"

He did not believe in God, but the scene before him could only be described as a miracle, which forced him to believe that perhaps there really were so-called gods in this world.

They are not those mythical creatures that use tricks and plunder to compete for divinity and have ugly eating habits.

But he is a truly great person who is high above and looks down on the world.

The ship arrived at the bottom of the whirlpool.

As the vehicle of a six-ringed beastmaster, this ship is considered a large ship even in the eyes of the Storm Church, but at this moment, in that magnificent whirlpool funnel, it seems as small as a toy in a child's hand.

However, what they saw at the bottom of the vortex was not what the captain had expected, but a black hole that swallowed up and shattered the light along with it.

But -

A city that broke through the surface of the sea and was slowly rising.

Silver-blue spots of light rushed out of the ground along with the dark water. Hundreds and thousands of them, tens of thousands of them, scattered in the dim sky, as beautiful as stars.

And in the silver-blue light curtain, the ancient city rising from the bottom of the sea slowly revealed its majestic and magnificent grandeur.

Weathered and ancient.

Such traces of the passage of time are not found in any human capital in the Western Continent today.

"The Elf King's Court——"

Since the ship was setting sail to search for the remains of the Elf King's Court, the captain must have conducted a background check on the Elf King's Court before setting off.

Although due to the long time, the ancient elven language has long been lost.

But looking at the ancient runes carved on the bronze walls, the experienced captain was able to discern the origin of the city.

and--

This was not the ruins of the royal court that had long been buried in time as he had expected.

Rather, a living city.

Just like——

According to ancient legends, the ancient city of Atlantis returned from the depths of the ocean and from the end of time.

The miracle of the Age of Gods is reproduced here.

……

The city of snow.

In other words, the once lost island, the Elf King's Court.

On top of the city wall.

The mountain range formed by sea water was easily broken at this moment.

Tens of millions of tons of sea water roared and fell towards the royal court.

But then, just before the sea water was about to hit the city wall, it was stopped by some faint light.

The light was very faint, but it seemed to have some indescribable power.

The magnificent power of heaven was also isolated from the light.

The sea water was broken up and the whirlpool dissipated.

Instead, there is a clear blue sky.

Liliana sat on the bronze wall of the royal court, silently watching everything in front of her.

She couldn't help but recall the vague memories of more than 500 years ago when she was not yet a legendary elder of the Grey Elves but just a young child.

That day, when the Lost Island broke through the eternal night and fell into the abyss.

She had also briefly glimpsed the light of the real world.

But it was only a brief and fleeting light.

But at this moment, what fell into Liliana's eyes was the long-lasting, sustainable, and eternal sunlight.

You no longer have to imagine what the sun looks like through books. What meets your eyes is the reality that is within your reach.

Liliana couldn't help but stand up.

Then, he made a solemn declaration to the countless elves of the royal court behind him who were witnessing everything before them and were so shocked that they were speechless.

"Back then——"

"The promise I made to you when I became the elder of the Grey Elves."

“It looks like it’s finally going to happen.”

She suppressed the trembling in her throat and spoke slowly in the calmest tone possible.

"Welcome to."

"The promise made by His Majesty Char—"

"Bright world."

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Today is the second consecutive update of 10,000 words, and there will be another update later

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