Extraordinary Sailing

September is approaching.

A sudden torrential rain hit the Black Sea coast of the Kingdom of Falitis.

Buzzing...

Amidst the white rain curtain, a deserted manor stood quietly on the edge of the suburbs that had left the city on the upper reaches of the Thame River that flows through the royal capital Bekele.

The wrought iron gate is mottled and corroded, and it seems that it will fall with just a light push, and the internal door window is broken and mutilated as if it had been looted several times. Weeds, thorns and even small shrubs have completely occupied every inch of space inside and outside the manor.

but now.

The ruined main building of the manor was occupied by a group of uninvited guests after simple restoration, and even taking advantage of this heavy rain that seemed to cut off the entire world, a long-prepared conspiracy was launched.

In the original banquet hall, the faint green bonfire was blazing, and the prayers like the buzzing of flies made people vomit.

"Great Lord,'God of Rotting Flies','Ruler of the Bottomless Marsh' Baalishib...

Make me your son of terror, sow your hatred in love, sow your doubt in trust...

Make me your child of fear, sow your despair in hope, sow your darkness in the light..."

A group of sickly-faced figures in linen robes stood in a circle around a mottled and dirty sarcophagus. They each held an iron holy emblem engraved with rotting fly maggots, buzzing in their mouths, and projecting their eyes. Inside the sarcophagus is a black corpse that has been thoroughly dried.

Guru... Guru...

Inside the sarcophagus that seemed to have just been excavated from the ancient ruins, a weird ink-like liquid was constantly flowing from the shriveled corpse, and after fusing with some evil energy rippling in the void, it continued to deposit in the sarcophagus.

The turmoil in the carnival, the wailing in the celebration, the collapse of the happy time...itself is the source of some evil existence. Although the evil and shrewd "God of Rotting Flies" is not prepared to come here himself, he is also prepared to offer his greetings to the celebration of mankind.

That's... the disease!

The dirty liquid in the sarcophagus is the most terrifying source of infection. As long as it is sent into the Thame, everyone in this huge city will undergo a death test!

When a group of Cthulhus were launching the rituals of divine magic, the sickly faces of the two priests who were obviously higher in the teaching position gradually showed joy:

"Bauer, where did you find this ancient sarcophagus that has buried the extraordinary for hundreds of years? The effect is much better than what we originally prepared."

"My lord, I visited the nearby'crow fair' by the way before gathering, and I was lucky to find this thing. This is not my credit, it's all the grace of the'God of Rotting Flies'!"

"Good job, God will see your merits..."

However, without waiting for him to finish.

Boom! Boom! Boom! ...

Twenty or so black spheres were thrown in from the hole in the building, and the huge fire light along with the terrifying shock wave has directly lifted the group of evil gods.

Immediately afterwards, a team of twenty-four arakkoa wearing beak masks and black leather jackets broke through the curtain of rain, and the gods descended! The heavy rain not only provided cover for crime, but also blocked their eyes and ears.

Using two miniaturized bombs [Alchemy Bomb] and [Holy Salt Bomb] as a prelude, the short muskets and long swords in the hands of the arakkoa were opened simultaneously.

The [Holy Salt Bomb] produced by Vulcan Metal Company has an effect comparable to that of high-concentration holy water, but its cost is extremely low. It has become the standard equipment of the Arakkoa troops of the Tulip Alliance countries.

When encountering weird things, the first shot of [Holy Salt Bomb] has become their basic practice, and it doesn't feel distressed anyway.

"For Her Majesty, kill!"

"kill--!"

"Run away!"

Without the ordinary citizens in the capital city even noticing it, a covert investigation and annihilation operation has been carried out in an orderly manner.

Obviously knowing that there are people in their own turf who are ill-intentioned, and they have not launched an action to prevent the slightest failure, and have to wait until the end to fight a decisive battle with an enemy that has been fully prepared. That brain is really ridiculous.

Since the time of the official coronation ceremony was announced, under the command of the military and defense departments, large-scale blockade investigations of surrounding roads by various departments of the kingdom have begun.

Many influential small characters have actually been filtered out since then.

Even extraordinary people with magical powers can cross the outer blockade, but after these people arrive in the capital, it is impossible not to have contact with others, and they will inevitably leave traces when they pass.

After being pursued by intelligence personnel, he naturally followed the vine and came to the door.

In today's city, it is also not peaceful.

Close to the warehouse area by the River Thame.

A group of men with blood-red expressions and fierce faces staring at each other at the pile of wooden boxes in the middle.

Yesterday, next to the warehouse where they temporarily sheltered, a large number of explosives disguised as fireworks were brought in inexplicably, and then they soon fell into their hands "as a matter of course".

"This... Boss, let's just stop by to see if there are any fish in the muddy water to touch. Is it really necessary to play such a big one? This kind of stuff of unknown origin is suspicious!"

"Yes, let's ask the boss for advice."

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, doing so much..."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the warehouse.

"Open the door! Check the water meter! Open the door!"

Before a group of people could react, a large number of guard dragoons wearing red uniforms and holding muskets had already rushed in through the back door under the cover of the front door, and they were immediately plundered and taken!

"Ha! Your business has happened, so you can catch it!"

When the guards dragoon captain stepped forward to take people.

Next to him, a young man whose appearance was different from that of a Nemanster, slowly put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Half-length black curly hair **** a single ponytail behind his head, and the bronze-colored masculine skin carried a wild charm. This mixed-race young man with the physical characteristics of Nimmanster and Kojak is Kvarina Bach, the fifth disciple of Ivan.

Even if the four senior brothers and sisters had become official wizards at this time, regardless of their aptitude, he was not in a hurry, and proceeded step by step according to Aiwen's plan.

Although the Wizard Road has just completed the basic learning and revitalizes the spiritual power to be promoted to the apprentice, the Knight Road has been advancing all the way, and has been promoted to the official knight half a year ago.

The three-attribute balanced and complete version of [Short Thunder Swordsmanship] is far beyond the reach of ordinary formal knights.

In this operation, Aiwen threw Bach directly into the security forces without saying a word "leave you!" Because it is different from the requirements of others, Bach will mainly inherit the physical capabilities of the [Branded Swordsman] line in the future.

Fighting is the best way to progress at the fastest speed in the early stages of the Cavaliers Road.

Aiwen has high expectations of Bach, but very low requirements.

Well, as long as you can come back alive on the battlefield, not to mention the lack of arms and legs, even the spirituality is contaminated, and Olivia's moonstone can be saved.

The girls are rich (Angie), and the boys are poor (Calvin, Bach, etc.), and Ivan thoroughly implements it.

They didn't feel that there was anything wrong, anyway... they were used to it. Oh oh...

Today's battle is clearly inevitable.

The reaction of the blood-handed men was indeed worthy of their fierce appearance.

boom! boom! boom! ...

Scarlet hands shone red, and immediately took out a well-forged short musket to fight back, and the warehouse instantly turned into a chaotic battlefield.

"The Profound Boiling Blood!"

"Uranus·Rapid Fire!"

This is actually a group of unique and extraordinary professions from the "Bloodhand Gang" of the gang force [Scarlet Archer]! He was also an old friend of Irvine when he was studying in Newin Harbor.

The gunfire flickered, and stray bullets shot in all directions.

Boom——!

Bach’s longsword flickered under its sheath, and the combination of [Instant Flash] + [Thunder Mercury] was the first to cut off the arms of the leader like thunder.

"what!!"

at the same time.

There was a little hustle and bustle everywhere in the city under the cover of heavy rain.

Those who want to pretend to be mixed into the palace, prepare to poison the urban water supply system, induce riots in the morgue of the hospital... The city defense force cooperates with the intelligence department and the [Mind Network] provided by Aiwen, it is as fierce as a thunderbolt. Swept it all over again.

After the transformation, the horizon of the [Mind Network] has been greatly expanded. In addition to being unable to penetrate too thick soil, communication, high-altitude photography, perspective, tracking and locking, face discrimination... and other functions are all available.

Ordinary transcendent criminals don't even want to escape their eyes.

Of course not all actions are so smooth.

Along with the "Alchemy School", it is listed as the "prophecy school" of the most popular wizarding school in the civilized country. While the organization is prosperous, it is also lined with hills inside. This group of guys distributed all over the world serve different targets.

Among them, some of the "prophes" who did not know who they were serving also came to this city secretly, but before the intelligence department traced their tracks, they were already in the air.

And in the deepest part of the sewers, criss-crossed like a maze.

With the help of [Power · Burial], the corpse ball made by the "Funeral Sect" and the "Devil's Egg" have been completely integrated with the masonry structure, and they can no longer be separated from each other, even the engineer who built the sewer system. We may not be able to tell when we came here.

at the same time.

Backed by the "Black Wing God" Sisi, the "ghouls" and "blasphemers" who are most hostile to Falitis have already left the capital.

However, at this time, they were headed by a young man who looked completely ordinary with gold glasses and boarded a three-masted sailing boat down the Thame.

It was also under the leadership of this "Mr. Argo" from the "Netherlands Banking Group" who looked like a business elite, they changed their strategies and used the influence of the "Netherlands Banking Group" in Bekeler to get away by themselves. Outside of the incident, he stood behind and "funded" the terrorist causes of many small groups.

The "Netherlands Bank Group" had suffered huge losses in the nationalization reform of the entire Tulip people's livelihood industry. What's more, it has been completely invested in the camp of the "Fortune Church" secretly, and immediately turned its face on Tulips, which had a good relationship, than turned a book. be quick.

Argo stood quietly at the stern under an umbrella, looking at the huge city that was constantly going away.

"Oh, everyone wants to be the master of money, but most of them can only be slaves of money. As long as they can interfere with their sight and hide the real big bomb, a little money is nothing at all."

The ghouls and blasphemers around him looked extremely submissive.

"Quack, the root comes from the demigod [Devil’s Egg]. Even if it is not possible to hatch a complete Devil’s projection due to sacrifices, it is still enough to create a shadow king capital connected to the lower realm, and then it will be enough for Farre. The Tisians are battered."

"Furthermore, it's impossible for those Falitis people to know that we provided the [Devil's Egg] for the Funeral Church. If you suffer a loss, go and fight the evil god! Hahaha..."

Although they are all evil gods hiding in the dark corners of the world, such as the "God of Funeral", "God of Rotting Flies", "God of Opera"... it is just that the essence or power tends to be negative, which is the root of the world in this era. It seems that he is his own person just like Zhengshen.

It's still different from the ancient gods who were the survivors of the last era.

And because of the power of the gods, the "rat people" who preside over the "funeral" actually have the worst relationship with the "ghouls" who feed on corpses. But the ghouls also have to admit that those "rat people" are the most likely to successfully use that [Devil's Egg] power, none of them.

Other people, including themselves, are very likely to be completely exposed during the ceremony, and if they are directly killed by the Phalitis, the [Devil’s Egg] will also die.

......

Wow...

The rain outside was freezing cold, but the house belonging to Livina in St. James's Palace was warm as spring.

Aiwen was half lying on the chair while enjoying the rain view while tasting the new tea produced in [Witchcraft Garden]. From [Mind Network], there was a respectful report from intelligence personnel:

"Report to you, UU reading www.uukanshu.com investigators have returned. The city's sewer system has been cleaned up. They are all small characters, and no abnormalities have been found."

"Okay, I see. Check again in a week and take the "Iron Wall Knight" from the church!"

"Yes, sir!"

When dealing with mysterious affairs, the advice of a third-order great wizard is of course invaluable. What's more, Aiwen, who has multiple jobs, was originally one of the royal advisors.

At this moment, Livina's somewhat distressed voice suddenly came from the bedroom behind him:

"Aven, are you finished? Can you help me determine the dress to wear for the ceremony?"

"Okay, just come."

time flies.

In the undercurrent of Bekele’s underwater “surprise but no danger”, the envoys of the mainland countries with the alliance as the main relationship and friendly relations gradually gathered, and in the blink of an eye they have come to hold the succession ceremony to crown Livina as king. day.