Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 263: The Era of Luoyan, Waiting for You to Enter the Dream
The northern edge of the celestial circulation belt.

Not far from Treasure Island, there is an indigenous island where the Remit people have established a semi-permanent camp.

The three members of the church who had escaped death on the Treasure Island and were sent back here by the Golden Deer were lying dead on a bench each.

The long adventure that lasted almost a week, the constant mental test, and the several near-death experiences left them physically and mentally exhausted.

They lay here, looking towards the direction of Treasure Island in the distant night, but they could no longer find any trace of it.

Once you miss the time to board the island, the secret realm will naturally hide, and even if you run to it, you will not be able to find the way to board the island.

No matter how anxious the nearby support personnel were, it was useless and they could only wait for their own people to come out.

“All the natives on the island who were taller than the wheel had been chopped off, and the wheel was absolutely erected in accordance with Mother Teresa’s request.

You have such a kind heart that even the Creator would be moved by your mercy.

Mr. Herman, Father Brandon, would you please arrange two girls and one boy each to help you relieve some stress tonight?
Don't worry, although there are only six days, please believe that our slave-hunting team's training methods will definitely not ruin your interest.

Moreover, I plan to turn this dwarf island into a comprehensive entertainment venue to provide the most considerate and high-quality services for the expedition teams in the celestial circulation belt. "

Remit [Banker] Black stood beside them and very attentively offered a supporting service.

Although the Remit adventure team was completely wiped out, it was just as he said at the beginning.

When others are greedy, I am fearful; when others are fearful, I am greedy.

As long as he learns to hedge risks, as a gold yuan sequence [banker] who is good at investing, he will never lose money.

Blake invested in multiple teams, including the church, to participate in the adventure, and each team shared the risk.

Although only the strongest trio came back alive, he still did not lose money.

You should know that this trio not only brought back treasures and antiques weighing as much as their bodies from the most valuable third floor, but also brought back the most complete rules of the secret realm.

Blake believed that the next time he personally led a team to the island, that would be the time for a real harvest!
Of course, we should be friendly to those who have made valuable contributions.

Hearing his words, Hermann, the quasi-sword saint whose soul had transformed into Byron's, raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and uttered a verse as usual:
“There are two things which, the more deeply and persistently I reflect on them, the greater and greater the wonder and awe they awaken in my soul.

This is the starry sky above my head and the moral law in my heart."

Remit [Banker] was stunned and looked at the priest next to him for help:
"What does this Mr. Hermann mean?"

After spending a long time with his teammates, Father Brandon gradually understood what Herman wanted to express through the poems he sang.

He looked at the banker's eyes meaningfully and translated for Hermann:

"He said that although he likes beautiful women, he is not a pervert. He doesn't want girls who are too young. People still have to have some bottom line.

He also advises you to be kind and completely abandon the morality that anchors your divinity, but it is easy to get out of control.

By the way, I also advise you to be kind. "

Blake was embarrassed for no reason.

But as a self-proclaimed descendant of the Creator, he also knew that he should not expose things that violated doctrine in front of the clergy.

After all, both the "Cathedral of the Holy Armed Forces" and the "Cathedral of Our Lady of Mercy" are alternative in the church and may not necessarily suit the mainstream aesthetic of little boys.

I can only blame myself for not understanding customer needs.

Glancing at Sister Teresa who was drinking tea next to him, he quickly changed his suggestion:
"Yes, yes, it's my fault, I remember.

Why not have a luxurious meal instead?"

Before he could finish his words, the nun seemed to have discovered something. She suddenly stood up and ran to the beach. After a while, she dragged back a young man who was soaking wet.

Fathers Brandon and Herman also stood up and went forward to check.

"A shipwrecked sailor? God bless him, he seems to be alive."

This is the northern edge of the celestial circulation belt. The sea water flows slowly from east to west. As an ocean current, it obviously has an upstream.

A shipwrecked sailor met with a shipwreck somewhere, and by coincidence, he held onto a piece of broken plank and floated along the ocean current to this island.

“Strange, how long has this man been drifting on the sea? Why are barnacles growing on his body, just like the planks he is holding?
Although I am not a naturalist of the Tower Sequence, I know that barnacles should not parasitize humans, right?"

Brandon looked at the sailor on the ground with a deep frown.

His cheeks and chest were covered with clusters of pointed barnacles. If someone with trypophobia saw them, they would probably faint from fear.

"Let me check."

Theresa asked the sailor lying on the ground to raise his head and open his mouth naturally. She picked up the whale oil lamp on the table and shone it. She found that even his nasal cavity and throat were covered with barnacles.

And as time goes by, the number visible to the naked eye increases, and their size becomes larger and larger.

Even before their eyes, a strange coral-like lime grew on the sailor's cheek.

"This isn't just any barnacle."

As mid-sequence transcendents, they at least knew that barnacles were hermaphroditic and could theoretically reproduce on their own.

But usually only heterogamous reproduction is adopted. And the newborn barnacle is not the same as its parents. It needs to undergo several metamorphosis before it can become an adult barnacle.

The first barnacle larvae are plankton, then develop into nauplii, and finally evolve into cyprids, which then slowly swim and parasitize large marine organisms.

“This is totally unlike the behavior of normal barnacles, but the clairvoyance has no reaction to them.

Could it be that this is a derivative excreted by at least a fourth-level monster that can block the perception of low-level extraordinary people?

Impossible, the probability is even smaller than picking up gold while walking."

At this moment, perhaps because of the stimulation of the light, the sailor who was parasitized by barnacles suddenly opened a pair of bloodshot and turbid eyes.

The people present were shocked to find that barnacles had grown on his eyelids.

I'm afraid even my invisible brain has completely fallen.

“Roar! The Age of Snail Annihilation has arrived, and all the people on the land will die!”

With a roar, he suddenly jumped up from the ground and pounced on Theresa who was closest to him.

But a bright sword light was faster than his movement.

A white light flashed, and the sailor's head soared into the sky under the strong pressure of the blood in his neck. His body continued to run forward for two steps before collapsing to the ground.

Moreover, his headless body was just like that of some lower creatures, as if it had its own consciousness, and it only died completely after digging around for a while.

But before Sister Theresa could breathe a sigh of relief, another flash of sword appeared before her eyes.

It was Hermann who swung his sword again.

Bah——!
Her right arm, which had just touched the sailor, was broken at the elbow and flew into the air.

The people present were all mid-sequence transcendents with extremely sharp spiritual perceptions. They immediately noticed that extremely fine gray-white substances were swarming out from the broken arm.

Those are barnacle larvae!
The quasi-sword master is almost reaching the second level of the Heart Flow [Divine Vision], and his perception is far beyond that of the other three.

Even Theresa herself didn't realize that she had been attacked, and he cut off the nun's arm in advance, preventing the evil barnacles from parasitizing her whole body through the blood.

"Well."

The nun endured the pain and immediately used the superb healing skills that she had practiced countless times on cows to stop her bleeding and repair her wounds.

It’s a pity that the healing skills of [Ladder of Glory] never involve such difficult healing effects as regenerating severed limbs.

The broken arm was smooth and no new arm grew out.

In the teachings of the Church of the Creator, physical disability is equivalent to spiritual disability.

Even after death, Sister Teresa, who was physically disabled, could not ascend to heaven unless she sought help from forbidden knowledge and repaired the damage to her body.

This kind-hearted nun of noble birth could not possibly blame her companion who saved her life, and for the first time, a look of panic as if she had fallen into the mortal world appeared on her face.

There was no longer the calmness and compassion he had when he was selling "indulgences with no intact body" to the Knights of the Inquisition.

In fact, even she herself had no idea how effective those indulgences with 100% satisfaction and no complaints or negative reviews were.

At this time, Byron's autonomous consciousness descended because of the triggering of the keyword "Luo Yan Ji".

Looking through Hermann's eyes at the nun whom he had always wanted to poach, he thought to himself:

'Though cutting off her hand was an accident.

But if nothing unexpected happens, the first big customer of "Faust Contract" will soon appear.

The pure nun who made a deal with the devil, and gradually fell into the abyss of depravity, I always felt that this script seemed to be inexplicably familiar.'

Theresa no longer had time to care about what others thought, and she tapped her chest four times with her trembling left hand.

"Lord, please forgive my selfishness. But I really don't want to go to hell."

"Don't advise others to be good unless you have experienced their suffering. If you have experienced my suffering, you may not be as good as I am." This is fully reflected in her.

Theresa finally stopped floating in the sky like an exquisite mannequin, and suddenly she had some ordinary human qualities with emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.

At the same time, the nun caught a glimpse of Hong Cha, which had been knocked to the ground in the sudden incident. The messy tea leaves were scattered on the ground in a unique shape.

Her spirit, which had become extremely sensitive due to the great ups and downs in her life, triggered a true deep prophecy, and her eyes turned silver.

Vaguely, I saw a blood-red color spreading rapidly from south to north between the sky and the sea.

Flames! Blood! Merchant ships and warships burning.
The humanoid monsters, covered with barnacles and corals, and even transformed into ugly fish, started killing people in the cities.
In the vast expanse of milky white fog, mortals sleep for a long time and become hotbeds for marine life in their dreams.
Countless shrill screams shook Theresa's soul, causing her to shudder from the depths of her bones. She blurted out a prophecy unconsciously:

"The disaster of mad blood, parasitic coral; the era of snail annihilation, waiting for you to enter the dream."

And just as she saw in the tea leaves prophecy.

Spanning the north and south of the doldrums, a bloody disaster and a strange coral disease brought back by the adventure ship Maywind are spreading rapidly from south to north along the entire ocean exploration route.

Moreover, the spearhead of the May Wind is heading directly for the most prosperous and lively Bantaan Islands!

(End of this chapter)