Chapter 171 Klein Is Stealing the House

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Tsunami.

Under normal circumstances, the precursor to a tsunami is low tide, and then the seawater "overflows" from the original container.

But the current situation is like throwing a stone into the container, and the sea water rushes out all around.

Later recorded, the massive tsunami caused by the eruption of an undersea volcano beneath the coast of Bayam was the most powerful in fifty years. This tsunami could be heard as far away as the Northern Continent. The tsunami waves caused by the volcanic eruption were as high as 130 rune feet (40 meters). According to reports from Bayam church and military personnel, waves washed away 154 villages on the Rhoside Islands and Bayam alone. The waves caused by the tsunami even overturned several fishing boats on the coast of the southern continent thousands of meters away.

And at the moment when the disaster begins——

"You are not involved now, nor have you taken the magic potion..."

The devil took off his hat, put it on his chest, and made a teasing bow to Bernadette.

The black airflow formed a door-like arc near the hull, and the sea surface turned into a stop-motion animation, with white waves hanging on the bright blue water. It was just a sealed object that contained Sequence 3 characteristics. The "Sad Death", which had never shown the ability to "travel through the spirit world", turned the ship's bow and slowly approached the door.

Agaritu stood up straight and said with a smile:

"So, the sage's ritual requirement is to 'prevent a disaster'."

"So do you want to get involved? Does your human nature require you not to save people even if they die? If so, if you don't save people, you will lose control."

Bernadette erected a spiritual wall in time to prevent this "curse" from falling. But at the same time, she had to start thinking about whether to go to disaster relief when less than half of the crew was left and she was injured.

After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and asked her subordinates to turn the ship around and head to the nearest island for disaster relief.

Just as the boat changed direction, she caught a glimpse of an inconspicuous thing floating on the water. Upon closer inspection, she saw it was a small wooden man riding a boat.

It seems to be a body model for painting, but this doll has no face!

No face!

Bernadette suddenly remembered something, and her eyes were fixed on the small boat. The boat was swaying in the wind and rain, and finally floated to the vicinity of the "Suicide", which was half submerged in the spiritual world. The little wooden man stretched out his arms, grabbed the ropes and grids on the boat and climbed up, while the wooden boat sank to the bottom of the sea.

It climbed onto the ship and was ignored by the sailors around it. A hand reached out, and it climbed up the hand and got into someone's pocket.

Agaritu smiled at Bernadette and made a farewell gesture.

The "Sad Death" completely entered the gate of the spiritual world and disappeared from Bernadette's eyes.

A doll without a face... The saint on the path to the fortune teller also has no face...

Bernadette was sweating coldly. Was this the saint who had replaced Agaritu, or was it the plan of the "Immortal King" from the beginning? !

In the spirit world, Agaritu, who felt that he had finished his work, walked back to his new room along the steps - the captain's bedroom built on the "Sad Death" - and ignored the horrified and frightened looks of the sailors along the way.

The newly purchased single sofa was of moderate softness and hardness, and the table and chairs looked very familiar. They must have just been purchased from the previous poor freighter. They were exactly the same as the furniture when he stayed in the first class cabin.

Sinking into the single sofa, his hands caressed the thread that belonged to Bernadette.

If you use the keyword "Roselle" to search, there will be two possibilities, one is "She will meet Russell" and the other is "She will not meet Russell". They have A certain commonality. The latter contains two meanings, that is, one of Bernadette or Russell will die before the opportunity to meet/both die, or the opportunity itself no longer exists.

If you want to avoid the possibility of "not meeting each other", killing one of them is the best way.

How about we meet each other before we die? Or die directly during the meeting... It will still be some time before Bernadette learns the location of Russell's tomb... I already know the island where Roselle's tomb is located, but it is the place where the fallen mother goddess watches. It’s not good for me to just go in and talk to Him about old times.

Perhaps, you can follow Bernadette when she goes there.

Agaritu reinforced the possibility that "they will meet" and continued to pay attention to Bernadette's movements.

"The result of this tsunami is... Bayam was not completely destroyed, and the surrounding islands were extensively damaged."

It is consistent with the result of his second prediction. This is the result of vaguely estimating the "variable (suspected true god's will or level 0 sealed object)". It seems that the "variable" is still acting.

In essence, the observation of "possibility" and direct divination have different meanings. The former is to predict the future direction based on the intersection of the fate lines of the relevant parties. Therefore, multiple branches and multiple answers will be obtained, while divination will point to the final outcome. "future".

"From this perspective, if that kid Richard really still has hope of surviving the desperate situation, it means that human beings can overcome this hurdle and reach a higher place, and they will naturally fall from a higher place... …”

"If He dies, I can also upgrade from 'cursing the Northern Continent and certain gods' to a higher level of destruction, cursing the seven gods and the entire earth at once."

Agaritu remotely connected to Edward who was in jail. The situation there was stable. He had been staying at home peacefully for nearly a month since the great smog passed. The new pleasure he found now was exchanging squirts with Fabuti on the edge of the abyss. .

Of course, if he finds an opportunity, he will go directly to the southern continent and talk about life with Si'a.

He pinned a map of the world to the wall and began planning a route to the Forsaken Land.

The best option is to go all the way east, looking for the southernmost tip of the Eastern Continent, and then slowly go north along the coastline. This voyage will take several months, but it will pass through some interesting places along the way, such as the Sea of ​​God's War and the "Sunken Laurel" that is recorded to be filled with treasures from the Balam Empire.

"The devil's spirituality is not strong enough to support long-distance travel in the spiritual world. Let's leave the spiritual world first and go east."

The "Sad Death" received the order and slowly appeared on the stable waters a few kilometers away, frightening the small fishing boats passing by.

Fortunately, the pirate group didn't like the ragged fisherman's mosquito legs and drove away from them. The waves beside the boat almost capsized the boat.

Agaritu took the little wooden man out of his pocket, and the little wooden man couldn't wait to make a sound:

"I was on the island and I saw someone who attracted me!"

"He is strong, he is stronger than me, I can't eat him."

"My imitation was so good that he didn't notice! I'm very human and I'll become human very quickly!"

"Not bad," Agaritu said, "keep up the good work."

The little doll jumped to the ground happily and ran out to play. Agaritu calmed down and planned to see where the extraordinary properties left by Kavituwa fell, and let the extraordinary item come over by itself. After all, the ship was full of demons, and the attack method was too single.

——He was shocked to find that his connection with that part of his spirituality (pollution) had disappeared!

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The tide gradually receded, and the sound of crying gradually filled Bayam.

People who had lost their homes or relatives walked on the water-filled streets, whimpering lowly.

The first thing to be attacked was the bustling dock. Many people were suddenly swept away by the waves while they were living and doing business normally.

Like pebbles falling into the sea, they disappeared in an instant.

The rain gradually stopped, which seemed to indicate that the crisis was finally over, and the Church of Storms' disaster relief effort soon began.

Although many middle- and high-sequence powerhouses have participated in the search and recovery of the "Poseidon" legacy, there are still many low-sequence and ordinary people who can requisition it.

The sailors rowed boats in the city, searching for people who were waiting for rescue at high places, and by the way, they pulled down the bodies that were drowned in the trees. Most of them were not bloated by the water. The bodies were dragged to fixed open spaces, waiting to be claimed.

The angry people who are proficient in water magic are busy diverting seawater away from Bayamri, from underground rivers or city canals.

This tsunami destroyed 15% of the houses in Bayam, mainly the dock area and some low-lying factories.

The casualties in Bayam were not too great and were still within the acceptable range, but it was hard to say on other islands. According to reports from Church of the Storm personnel stationed on other islands, many small islands were directly buried under the water. , the roof is not exposed, only some tree crowns are floating on the water. If the ground cannot be exposed after the tide completely recedes, then these islands will be crossed off from the new version of the map.

Alger was also incorporated into the rescue team. It was a tiring job with little reward and no reward, but Alger was used to it.

The church's order came in the wind, and the navigator, who happened to be taking refuge at a high place, took advantage of the situation and informed the crowd of the official information that "the crisis has been resolved." Then they cooperated with colleagues from the church to send people back to the city in batches to prevent riots such as robbery.

For this reason, Alger put on the Storm Priest robe, which was rarely worn once.

When his colleagues brought some people back to the city, he was responsible for keeping an eye on his own group of people. Most people were crying silently or praying to their gods, while some were emotionally broken down by the disaster and regarded him as a temporary confessional.

Alger didn't want to be responsible for this part, but he had to do it. The disaster relief work didn't get much credit, but if it was done wrong, it would be a big mistake. If some people go to the church afterwards to complain about their bad attitude, that's even worse. Therefore, Alger had no choice but to smile and imitate the patience and gentleness that the priests in the confessional should have to deal with these emotionally unstable people.

A young man burst into tears, but kept holding his hand tightly, as if this could gain some strength or God's favor. Alger learned through the other party's cries that when the tsunami started, his wife happened to be shopping for groceries near the pier.

And his wife has a pair of eyes as blue as the sea. They have agreed to eat grilled fish with honey sauce for lunch today. They have only been married for less than a year... Alger doesn't want to hear so much, there will be more to come. The man interrupted him for the reason of waiting and said:

"The storm is blowing, I hope your wife is safe."

The young man left sadly, and an old woman knelt down in front of him. She said, Lord of the Storm... This is my third child that you took away.

This woman was much quieter, but as if her heart had died, she remained silent, and Alger found it difficult to speak. After she knelt for long enough, Alger finally said:

“The storm is above, may your children’s souls find peace in His kingdom.”

The woman stood up numbly and walked slowly away.

The next person came again, Alger sent one after another, and there was a long queue behind him. There was no end to the people who had pain and wanted to tell. He kept saying: The storm is above, may He bless him, but in his heart, his only desire for power and status became stronger and stronger.

Human beings are so small and fragile. Ordinary people without strength will drown in such a tsunami no matter how good their water quality is, but sailors can survive by breathing underwater. The sailor can only save himself, but the navigator has the opportunity to escape with a boatload of people... And further up, and up further, the "Sea King" can directly control the life and death of so many people. If he wished, he could send forth the violent winds that swept Bayam with just one breath, and with a wave of his hand, the sea would follow his will and set off a frenzy.

This is the person with power, this is the power that can hold the fate of everyone in Bayam in his hands!

How far behind am I from such power?

If the "Storm Lord" can't give me such power, what about Mr. "Fool"?

Alger's heart wavered dangerously.

At this time, the clouds in the sky quickly dispersed, and the warm afternoon sunshine shone on the incomplete Bayam, warming people's scarred hearts.

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Klein walked around among the underwater ruins, frowning more and more as he walked.

His leather boots had lost their soles, and the rest of his boots were in tatters. His clothes and pants were also full of cracks, wetness, and scorch marks.

These are all unavoidable things in the situation just now, and are not something that the "Paper Man Stand" can bear - the tearing comes from the huge suction force of the seawater whirlpool, the wet feeling comes from the heavy rain sprayed by Kavituwa, and the blackness is It was a sign that Klein was hit by a small amount of lightning during the interval when he used the "Paper Man Stand".

There are also some places that are brittle and white, which means they have lost their activity after being burned by pale flames.

Even now, after he has calmed down, there is still some spasm caused by the electric shock in his right forearm.

"This outfit cost me 8 pounds and 6 soli... I have to get a new set... I divined the danger and made preparations, but I didn't expect Kavitua to be more powerful and crazy than I expected... I hope that in the future You can gain something." Klein shook his head silently, calmed his expression, and endured the pain.

The entire ruins were filled with out-of-control and twisted balls of flesh, and the two sections of Kavituva's already lifeless body filled more than half of the ruins.

There wasn't much flesh and blood on the ground, so Klein wouldn't feel too nauseous as he was almost barefoot.

He deliberately changed his overall image. He suddenly lost more than ten centimeters in height and turned into a fat man with a face full of flesh and scars. He looked extremely fierce. This was the time when his personal image was at its ugliest.

Although the snake-tailed demigod has left, if someone comes, he will summon the other person to escape into the spirit world like lightning.

The method of teleportation to the spirit world is so convenient! I feel a little sorry for such a powerful demigod being used as a mobile tool by me...

A little bit of cyan-blue mysterious light has been emitted from Kavituva's body, and it slowly converges towards one of the teeth that is longer than a human arm, making the slightly curved sharp white bone become straight at a slow speed.

This is a saint-level sealed artifact, at least level 1. If no one from the Church of Storms or the military comes until it takes shape, then it should belong to "The Fool"! My risk of rushing in will be rewarded... Klein is looking forward to it very much.

After arriving here, Klein immediately judged the distance by divining Daniz's location. Then he discovered that this ruins was almost on the edge of Rossed Island, and it should be a day's sail from Bayam. Judging from his not too accurate geographical knowledge, this seems to be close to the Suniya Sea. It was inconvenient to run around, which made Klein feel extremely dizzy.

In his expectation, he should first sacrifice his iron cigarette box to Kaweituwa, and then use the Source Castle to divine the location of his cigarette box to determine the location of Kaweituwa.

Finally, if circumstances permit, come to explore as a spirit body and bring the "Black Emperor Card" to counter divination to cover yourself. Come in and touch Kavitua's legacy when the danger is not so great, and return immediately if you encounter a "punisher" or the military.

For him, even if people from the Church of Storms and the Kingdom's military had found this place in advance and taken away the most valuable items, as long as there was still a little left, he would be quite satisfied.

Even if there is nothing, it is enough to study the elven ruins and see what information they left behind.

But he failed to calculate how crazy Kavituwa was. The enthusiastic response a few minutes ago made Klein unable to control his actions at all. Even his life was threatened, let alone stopping the ceremony. As a last resort, he had no choice but to rush in. Although he solved the crisis by killing Kavitua, he also fell into a very dangerous situation.

"Fortunately, these devout believers in the ruins have died along with Kavitua..."

"Otherwise, I will receive a warmer welcome than when I came as a sacrifice..."

Klein, who had a fleshy face and ragged clothes, sighed deeply, and then began to do archeology with joy.

This ruins is so large that it can be chosen as a place for daily activities by a giant sea snake with a length of tens of meters. He walked around the half-fallen pillar from a distance and entered the back of the almost completely collapsed hall.

There should have been many murals here, but with the destruction of the walls, they had shattered and disappeared. Klein flew all the way to the end, only to see an exquisite and gorgeous throne buried by stones and pillars, with only about one third exposed.

On the left side of the throne, there is half of the remaining mural, which shows the confrontation between two figures:

Looking down at the enemy from a high position is a man who is riding on the waves, facing dark clouds, and wearing a storm wind. He has a softer outline that resembles the oriental style of Klein's previous life. He is holding a spear made purely of lightning in his hand. The background is It is an ocean that drowns everything.

Beneath this man is a man wearing a simple white robe. His face is blurry and it is difficult to tell his age. He can only barely tell that he is a male.

There is a halo behind the head of the man in the white robe with a very classical aura, which is quietly radiating like a sun.

Under his feet, there was an illusory circle divided into twelve grids, each grid containing symbols that symbolized different times.

There was a shadow like a curtain hidden behind him, and there seemed to be an eye in the shadow peering out silently.

With his solid mystical skills and rich insights from all sides, Klein quickly made an interpretation:

Waves, storms, dark clouds, lightning... This should be the ancient god "Elf King" Sunya Solem... Sure enough, just like the legend, the lines of the elf's facial features are quite soft... This ancient "Lord of Storms" is not irritable. It feels like it looks surprisingly good. Haha, this is a mural in an elf ruins. It’s normal to beautify your own gods...

A sun-like halo, a twelve-square circle symbolizing time, this... Isn't this the father of Amon and Adam, who is said to be the ancient sun god in the outside world, and the "Creator" who is revered as the omniscient and omnipotent god in Silver City? ? There is a shadow curtain behind Him, and there is an eye hidden behind the curtain... By the way, the "True Creator" has an image of "the eye behind the shadow curtain"!

Sure enough, is this the "Creator" who took back the authority of the ancient gods and was followed by eight "Kings of Angels"?

This mural describes the "Elf King" Sunya Solem's confrontation with the "Creator"?

Klein withdrew his gaze and looked for other valuable things.

Following his spiritual intuition, he came to the throne, reached into the bottom of the collapsed stones and pillars, and pulled out an item.

It's a flattened gold goblet.

Its surface is engraved with complex and delicate patterns, its high legs are bent, and there is a line of elven writing at the bottom:

"Act of God, Goshnam."

Just when he was closely observing the ancient Elvish symbols on the stone pillars, all the extraordinary characteristics on the ground suddenly surged and turned into a hurricane, rolling into the hall and throwing in the white fang that was no longer bent.

The cloth strips on Klein's body were also swept up by the hurricane. He suddenly stood up and looked up, only to see that Kavituwa's remaining body had completely collapsed and was shaped like mud, and the snake tooth that had absorbed all the extraordinary characteristics here turned into a short The staff was inserted quietly into the half-fallen pillar.

The top of the white scepter was inlaid with tiny blue "gems", some of which were dyed black and stained with the morning light.

Klein hurried into the hall and cautiously approached the scepter.

Before he really made contact, layers of illusory prayers sounded in his ears, and hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes. He saw believers worshiping and praying, and the rebels were crying bitterly because the statue of the god broke by itself.

Illusive and cascading sounds of prayer penetrated his ears. Prayerers who were either pious, crying, fanatical, or numb vaguely filled his vision, and the throbbing pain and dizziness became more and more intense.

Klein suddenly became dizzy and half-knelt two meters in front of the short staff.

It’s not a description, but his head really started to swell!

These things completely exceeded the limit that a Sequence 6 Beyonder could bear. Pieces of thin gray mist flashed in front of his eyes, isolating these sounds. Only in this way can Klein continue to think.

No, my body is not strong enough. I can't even get within one meter of this level 1 sealed object... This is the power of a demigod... Klein reluctantly took a step forward. As soon as he stretched out his hand, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind. A picture appears:

When his fingers were still some distance away from the short staff, the tips of his fingers suddenly became weathered and rotted, and soon the whole body turned into a puddle of mud, and then turned into ashes in the wind.

This is a very bad omen. Klein immediately took a few steps back and picked up a two-meter-long stick.

"If you can't touch him directly, you should be able to sacrifice him directly to Source Castle..."

He immediately walked four steps backwards up to Origin Castle, responded quickly, and stabbed the short staff into the door of sacrifice with a long stick.

The wind pressure and the illusory murmurs that caused him immense pain disappeared in an instant. Klein felt the same as Miss Magician at this moment.

He quickly blew the copper whistle and let the snake-tailed demigod take him out of the ruins and back to Bayam's hotel.

TBC

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Decay (throwing the controller): I don’t want to play anymore.

Is it so difficult to understand the decline and change of covenant? One is that I am happy that I have been exposed, but I also have to face at least four gods at the same time. The other is that if I persist for a while, I can curse the seven gods and all mankind to death. It is obviously better to choose the latter!

Off topic, it seems like I have to go to work...

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