Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

Just half a month later, Russell prepared everything and formally invited Truman to board the ship.

As for Truman, he had nothing to prepare, so he set foot on this new sailboat with Bethel.

"This is Mr. Meng, our employer this time!" Russell introduced Truman enthusiastically.

Truman looked at the people behind Russell. Under the inherent inertia of fate, these people were the "Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse" in his memory.

"Set sail! Let's go find the endless treasures in the foggy sea together!"

Russell was more excited than anyone else, and he drew his sword and pointed it at the vast ocean.

"Is there really a treasure in the Misty Sea?" Someone nearby couldn't help but ask.

"Yes." Truman looked at the sparkling sea. This was his second time going to sea.

"The last treasure trove of the Trunsoest Empire is probably in the ocean."

"The treasure trove of the Trunsoest Empire?" Russell gasped.

He was just making fun of those mythical maritime legends, but were there really any?

"Before the Trunsoest Empire was about to be destroyed and divided among other great nobles, its royal family loaded its last treasures onto a ship and sent it to the ocean."

"Then can we find this treasure?" The last treasure of an empire royal family is absolutely amazing.

"It's difficult. The ship has been activated, and even the angels may not be able to catch it."

The rest of the people looked regretful.

The angel rank has exceeded the limit they can imagine, so naturally they don't dare to have any ideas.

"It's okay, not all treasures will be angel-level!"

"But we have to complete Mr. Meng's commission first! Let's set sail now!"

Russell has been successfully promoted to a Sequence Five "Astronomist" in the past half month.

In order to go to sea, he even specially created several corresponding "storm" path sealed objects.

call!

Russell summoned a strong wind, and the sailboat set sail towards the distant southern continent.

But what even Captain Russell didn't know was that after his ship sailed out of the port, there was a mighty undercurrent surging in the world.

In that distant southern continent, the divided Balam Empire was no longer able to control the entire continent, and many places in it had already established independent countries.

Among them, occupying the Pas River Valley and the Star Plateau are the Highland Kingdom and the Pas Kingdom.

The orthodox organization in these two kingdoms is called the Rose School.

The Rose School was founded by a group of prophets who received the oracle of the "Bound God" and gradually grew to rule the two kingdoms.

The Rose School controls the "Prisoner" path, is led by the angel Reinette Tinichole, and believes in the "Bound God".

This school advocates the concept of moderation and has strong control over one's own desires. This is one of the reasons why the Rose School developed rapidly in the first place.

But all this changed completely after the birth of a "Son of God".

In a dark Gothic church, a human angel prays to a strange and sacred symbol.

The few strokes of this symbol depict a huge shackles of desire, imprisoning all desires in the world.

And this angel is wearing a complicated, gorgeous, dark and gloomy black dress. She has blond hair, red eyes, and a bright appearance.

He is Reinette Tinichole, one of the two leaders of the Rose School.

As for the other one, it is naturally the Son of God who has been born for hundreds of years but has not yet fully "mature" - Si'a.

"Teacher, Sia claimed to have received instructions from God and has left the Highland Kingdom."

A woman dressed very similar to Reinette Tinichole slowly appeared behind him, bowed her head and reported.

This lady is a "puppet" with a stiff body and a dull expression. Only her eyes have the aura of life.

"I...get it." Reinette Tinichole hadn't moved or spoken for an unknown amount of time, and her voice was a little dry and hoarse.

"Teacher, we..." Two ladies who were very similar in appearance and behavior sat quietly in the church without moving for a long time.

But finally it was the lady who had just arrived who spoke.

"More and more believers are turning to the Indulgence Sect, and the Extraordinaries over there will soon surpass us."

"Sia...is he really the Son of God?"

"Don't worry." Reinette Tinichole slowly turned her head and glanced at her student, "I will handle it."

The church became quiet again, and the teacher and students even stared at each other in silence.

"Actually... I also received the oracle." The teacher spoke slowly, making the students' eyes light up.

"But I'm not sure whether our oracles are the same."

"..." "Miss Puppet" fell silent.

Ever since "Son of God" Sia came to the world to promote the ideas of the Indulgence School, the Rose School has shown signs of splitting.

It's just that her teacher is powerful enough and the "Son of God"'s growth process is long enough, which allows the current Rose School to maintain a situation where the two schools exist side by side.

But the "Son of God" will eventually become the real "evil".

"Our God..." "Miss Puppet" showed some sadness in her eyes.

It is an open secret that the "Bound God" is not in good condition.

"Don't question God!" Reinette Tinichole said softly.

"Yes!" "Miss Puppet" returned to her dull look.

"I'm leaving first. If there is anything, please wait until I come back to deal with it." Reinette Tinichole glanced at "Miss Puppet", then her body became illusory and directly entered the spiritual world, heading towards the place marked by the oracle. And go.

At this moment, Truman and his party finally arrived at their first destination after nine days of sailing at sea.

Bayam, the largest seaport city on the continental route.

This city was originally built by some adventurers from the two continents. Later, due to its superior geographical conditions, it became an inevitable hub for travel between the two continents.

This is the territory of the Church of Storms and does not belong to any country.

On the sea, no church can compare to the Church of Storms, and the fact that this city fell into the hands of the Church of Storms was the result of a long-term struggle.

"We're finally here!" Russell's slightly dull eyes instantly burst into shining stars.

Sailing is not as fun as imagined. The sea is the vastest, but it is also the most lonely place.

"We're almost there." Truman was also on the deck, looking at the city in his sight with a smile.

All the actors are already in place, only Russell, the protagonist, and himself, the mastermind behind the scenes, are missing.

"Let's go! Let's go! I heard that Bayam's most famous place is... hmm!" Russell winked and looked at Truman.

"I refuse." Truman rolled his eyes. Russell, the old snake skin, must have been holding back his nerves.

"I suggest you don't go, otherwise you won't know who will have the baby."

It's a pity that Russell still can't understand the "horror" of this sentence.

There is one more chapter, I can’t make it in time, it will be in the afternoon