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Amon's gaze landed directly on Leyton, who had already concealed his figure and retreated to the side. His lips curved slightly, seemingly intrigued by the Mystical Reenactment abilities Leyton possessed.
Leyton, whose figure was already concealed, couldn't help but ask, "You can't directly steal my spell-casting ability? Or is it that this avatar can't do it?"
"Guess?" Amon chuckled, uttering a single word.
He then turned his gaze, took two steps back, and casually tossed the Die of Probability in his hand.
Clink Clink
The Die of Probability landed on the ground, rolled for a distance, and stopped at the edge of the square, with six dots facing up!
Amon's lips always carried a faint smile, as if he was doing something very meaningful.
He held his monocle over his right eye with one hand, and extended the other hand forward, making a grasping motion while slightly rotating his wrist.
Leyton simultaneously extended his right hand, pulling out a tranquil, serene Nation of the Evernight in mid-air, quietly covering the entire Cathedral of Waves.
Mystical Reenactment "Nation of the Evernight" temporarily concealed the area around the Cathedral of Waves, severing the Lord of Storms' control and connection to the church.
The Concealment power spread silently. Neither the people inside the church nor those in the square noticed anything amiss, only feeling that the surroundings had suddenly become quieter.
But in a place like a church, maintaining silence was already a form of respect for the deity. No one would find this problematic, nor would anyone imagine that someone would be so audacious as to cause trouble in front of the Cathedral of Waves.
"Huh~ Who brought the dice from the casino out here?"
A Sailor, who was about to go to the Cathedral of Waves to pray to the Lord of Storms, suddenly stopped. He looked at the milky-white dice that had rolled to his feet and asked in confusion.
He glanced around, and seeing that no one noticed the dice, he prepared to pick it up first and hand it over to the clergy here after his prayers.
He half-crouched, bent down, and reached out, but directly touched the ground. When he moved his hand away, he saw that the dice which had fallen to the ground had disappeared.
The middle-aged man dressed as a Sailor rubbed his eyes, but still couldn't find any trace of the dice.
"Damn it!" He spat softly, then stepped forward, preparing to go pray at the Cathedral of Waves.
As soon as he looked up, he stopped in place again, stunned for a while before seemingly realizing something and rubbing his eyes, confirming whether he was seeing things.
"Damn it! Where's the church? Where's the Cathedral of Waves here?"
The location where the Cathedral of Waves once stood was now empty, leaving only a large, slightly sunken pit. Inside, many believers of the Lord of Storms and clergy were either sitting on the ground or standing in a daze.
Whoosh Whoosh
The sound of violent wind colliding and rubbing against the air rang out, and a figure with graying hair and a relatively sturdy build soared into the sky, carried by the strong winds.
It was Jogori, the diocesan bishop of the Church of the Lord of Storms stationed at the Cathedral of Waves. He had just recovered from his daze and realized what had happened: the Cathedral of Waves had been stolen! Stolen right in front of him!
He wore a dark blue bishop's robe adorned with symbols of waves and storms. Blue-white light swirled in his eyes, and threads of silver-white light danced on his graying hair.
The emotion of rage had almost solidified on him, granting him extraordinary power at this moment—power transformed from extreme rage.
"Who is it!"
His voice rubbed against the air, erupting into a wailing sound from the wind domain, creating a terrifying sonic boom in mid-air.
This was both a deterrent to the surroundings and a notification to the Sea King and the angel who had just departed.
The strong winds lifted Jogori's body, keeping him suspended in mid-air. His gaze, imbued with the will of rage, swept across the entire square.
Terrifying hurricanes, visible to the naked eye, appeared, swirling and coiling, as air currents rapidly circled, completely enveloping the surroundings.
Snap! A crisp snapping sound rang out somewhat abruptly.
One by one, cold and indifferent light blue eyes emerged from various parts of the square. They successively collapsed, transforming into a interwoven mass of crimson magma and light blue flames.
As if drawn by some unknown attraction, they quickly condensed into chains, some crimson, some light blue, emitting a strong sulfurous smell, and rapidly converged towards the front of the original Cathedral of Waves.
"Is this your plan?"
Amon's voice suddenly sounded in Leyton's ear, carrying a hint of curiosity and disdain.
The chains, which were originally surging towards Amon's previous unknown location, all changed their targets and attacked Jogori in mid-air.
"You only stole the church? Why didn't you steal the basement beneath the church as well?"
Leyton took a step forward before turning to look at Amon, his tone very calm, more like a casual inquiry.
Amon reached out and pinched his chin, answering seriously, "There are too many Sealed Artifacts there, and I am merely an avatar barely at Sequence 4. I can't resolve so many negative effects in a short amount of time."
As Amon spoke, Leyton extended his right hand to the side, seemingly pulling at an invisible object.
Just as he succeeded, he felt an empty sensation in his hand.
Amon, standing in front of him, slightly raised his right hand, as if holding an invisible object, and spoke leisurely, "Interesting. Invisible objects can transform themselves into non-existent objects."
"Do you have any more interesting spells?"
This taunting ability, it's truly a pity he didn't become a Provoker, Leyton muttered to himself, then rubbed his fingers, creating a wailing gust of wind that carried pale yellow powder with a strong sulfurous smell, sweeping across the entire square.
Before these powders could dissipate, they suddenly burst into patches of light blue flames. The aura from the Abyss instantly permeated the entire square.
"Provocation? Isn't that a very simple thing?"
"Look, that Folk of Rage is already jumping on the dark clouds."
Amon's voice seemed to directly penetrate the wailing wind around them, ignoring distance to directly reach Leyton's ears, the ears of the bishop Jogori in mid-air, and even the layers of dark clouds in the sky.
As expected of the mischievous child raised by Medici, no one is getting out of Bayam alive today!
Thoughts flashed through Leyton's mind. His body suddenly became transparent and illusory, turning into a pile of foam.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Heavy, oppressive layers of dark clouds enveloped the entire Rorsted Archipelago. Exaggerated silver-white bolts of lightning directly struck down from the sky, carrying a tangible aura of tyrannical destruction, purposefully striking various locations.
Most of the silver-white lightning bolts landed on Bayam, at the location where the Cathedral of Waves once stood.
They directly pierced through the wind barrier summoned by Jogori, shattered the light blue flames dancing in the wind, and struck the locations of Leyton and Amon.
The scattered foam floating around reflected dreamlike colors under the silver-white lightning, instantly being submerged and destroyed by the silver-white light.
"What an interesting spell."
Amon walked leisurely towards the outskirts of the square, as if he were a non-existent entity, completely unaffected by the surrounding lightning and strong winds.
When he reached the center of the square, he didn't forget to provocatively glance back at the sky, which was covered by layers of dark clouds.
The dark clouds in the sky were almost filled with silver-white lightning, making them look like white clouds. An extremely terrifying storm seemed to be brewing, but it never descended.
This was where the Cathedral of Waves was located, and beneath it were many devout believers of the Storm and clergy of the church.
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