Klein suddenly paused. He felt as if something peculiar had shattered within his body at that moment, rapidly breaking apart and dissipating. Numerous illusory Stars appeared in his vision, their brilliance seemingly exerting a faint mutual attraction.
At this moment, his Faceless Beyonder characteristic was completely digested.
Taking a deep breath, Klein slightly closed his eyes, carefully sensing the changes within himself. His spirituality had increased, and the magical abilities of the Faceless had been further strengthened.
Why did the Faceless Beyonder characteristic suddenly digest? After opening his eyes, Klein's gaze fell upon Leyton opposite him, and a sudden realization dawned in his mind.
"He recognized my identity as Gehrman Sparrow. As a Sequence 3 Clairvoyant, the feedback from him directly allowed me to finish digesting the last bit of the Faceless Beyonder characteristic!"
"I had originally planned to do some in-depth acting on Admiral of Stars's Future for a period of time to digest the last bit of the Faceless Beyonder characteristic, but I didn't expect it to be completed so suddenly today."
After sighing inwardly for a while, Klein slightly curved his lips, and in a rather good mood, he answered the previous question:
"Roselle was once Admiral Deep Sea's subordinate. After Admiral Deep Sea disappeared, he became independent. He took over many of Admiral Deep Sea's original fleets and seems to have intentions of becoming the next Pirate Admiral."
"If possible, I certainly wouldn't mind gaining a Beyonder characteristic, but I'm more curious about the disappearance of the 'Admiral Deep Sea'."
"Rumors among pirates say he was trapped underwater while exploring an ancient undersea ruin, while other rumors say he has died, killed by the betrayal of his subordinates. There are even rumors that he has been secretly captured by the Church of the Lord of Storms."
Leyton slightly lowered his gaze and narrowed his eyes, using this to conceal the fleeting deep blue radiance that flashed in his eyes. At that instant, Klein gave him a different feeling… Had he completely digested the Faceless Beyonder characteristic?
A thought flashed through his mind, and he chuckled, saying:
"If you wish to hunt that 'Bone Breaker' Roselle, I can perform a simple prophecy for you, guiding you to a suitable opportunity."
"As for the missing 'Admiral Deep Sea', he and his ship have become one of the many treasures of this vast sea."
Klein looked at Leyton with deep eyes, not continuing the topic, and instead said:
"What are your plans for the afternoon? I intend to find a hotel to rest and await the arrival of Admiral of Stars and her ship in the evening."
Leyton leaned back lazily in his chair, his gaze falling on the street outside the window, and he softly replied:
"I am waiting for an opportunity."
"Opportunity?" Klein mused, and seeing that Leyton had no intention of explaining, he stood up and left the restaurant.
After watching Klein leave, Leyton sat for a while longer before calling the restaurant waiter to settle the bill and leave.
How will the hermit card appear? If I board the ship tonight, it should have most likely appeared in Nas by now.
As he pondered, he had already walked to the street near the port. A group of local gangsters were clashing with a group of suspected pirates, both sides drawing weapons and clanging loudly.
As expected of a place colonized by the Feysac Empire, the local customs are indeed fierce. Such open fighting between local gangs and pirates is completely unseen in the Rorsted Archipelago.
Leyton curiously watched the conflict between the local gang and pirates from the side, sighing inwardly at the same time.
Just then, he saw two tall figures, clearly of giant descent, pull out several cans from their pockets, quickly open the lids, and then throw them into the middle of the road.
An indescribably foul stench instantly permeated the entire street. Whether it was the curious passersby hiding in the distance or the fighting pirates and local gangsters, all covered their mouths and noses and fled the street.
Herring cans? Who on earth eats this kind of food, which is comparable to a biochemical weapon!
As the thought emerged, Leyton's body instantly became transparent, transforming into shimmering starlight that surged away from the street.
On a rocky beach behind Nas, dense, shimmering starlight surged from the void, rapidly converging on a rock, re-forming Leyton's figure.
The salty sea breeze entering his nose and mouth instantly made Leyton feel refreshed. "Those herring cans must be special biochemical weapons. I held my breath immediately, but I still felt a wave of nausea."
"Great Agnostos Theos! You are the essence of knowledge, you are the source of mysteries, you are the light of civilization…"
"Your loyal servant prays to You;
Begging You to open the door to Your kingdom;
Begging You to accept his offering…"
Some intermittent, layered prayers suddenly echoed in Leyton's ears, repeating over and over, from blurry to clear.
Leyton glanced around, confirming that no one else was present, then reached forward, pulling an illusory hat from the void and placing it on his head.
His figure then vanished, concealing all traces.
After hiding himself, Leyton immediately communicated with the Sage characteristic within him through meditation, establishing a connection with the layered prayers echoing in his ears.
The next moment, he felt his will infinitely ascend, crossing reality and the Spirit World, looking down upon the entire world. Everything within his sight transformed into complex and profound information, as if the essence of the world was a collection of countless pieces of information.
Is this the origin of the Moses Ascetic Order's philosophy of 'all things are numbers'?
As the thought emerged in his mind, Leyton felt a brilliant azure Star suddenly burst forth with light before his eyes, engulfing everything around it.
The light only lasted for a moment before it began to recede, revealing a dark and profound scene.
In the scene, Ethan, dressed in a black wizard's robe, knelt devoutly on the ground. Before him were three candles flickering with dim yellow light. On the ground was an eye drawn with herbal powder, surrounded by twelve Stars, and the pupil of the eye was a complex, layered gear and an inverted triangle.
The moment Leyton saw the mysterious symbol drawn on the ground, he felt a mystical connection to it, as if it could represent him to some extent.
Before Leyton could see more, the scene before him shattered, turning into a blurry, indistinct light that was difficult to perceive.
These lights quickly converged, solidifying into a card before Leyton. On the front of the card was Roselle, with white hair and beard, wearing a worn-out long robe, and a pair of brand new red shoes. He leaned on a crutch with his left hand and held a lantern in his right.
In the upper left corner of the card, a line of words was written in ancient Feysac: Sequence 0: Hermit.
The moment the hermit card appeared before his eyes, Leyton instinctively wanted to reach out and touch it. As he did, he suddenly felt a violent sensation of falling, and everything around him, including his own consciousness, became blurred.
When he came to his senses, Leyton realized that his consciousness had returned to his body. He instinctively looked down at his right hand.
A card was tightly clutched in his hand, and the image on it was indeed an elderly Roselle, dressed in rags, holding a lantern and a crutch.
"It came into my hands so easily?"
Leyton murmured, somewhat incredulously. He had thought this Card of Blasphemy might come coincidentally or easily, but he never expected it to appear in his hand in such a peculiar way.
Was it with Ethan before? No wonder at that time... Was it also because of this Card of Blasphemy that he was noticed by the Hidden Sage and secretly developed into a believer of the Knowledge Moor?
Ethan's sudden sacrifice of this card must have also been instructed by the Hidden Sage, and it was the Hidden Sage who responded to the ritual. The sounds I heard and the scenes I saw just now must have been some information attached when the Hidden Sage gave me the hermit card.
Mr. Hughes had just told me that the hermit card would come to me at the right time, and the Hidden Sage sent it over today. Are their relationship that good? I even suspect whether the third Knowledge Emperor characteristic is with the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.
Phew~ He exhaled, suppressing all the surging thoughts in his mind. Leyton rubbed the hermit card twice with his right hand, creating shimmering starlight that quickly covered and concealed its special nature.
Having done all this, he turned and stepped forward. With the movement, his body instantly became transparent, transforming into a statue composed of countless starlight, and then shattered, with points of brilliant starlight surging into the Spirit World Depths.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
In the evening, the Church of the God of Combat's Dawn Cathedral in Nas emitted a long, ethereal bell chime. The clock on the massive bell tower had just struck eight o'clock.
The melodious bell echoed throughout the entire city, reaching the docks in the Dock District.
A massive sailing ship was slowly entering the dock at this very moment. Under the crimson moonlight, the huge emblem on its sail was clearly visible.
It was a cold, indifferent eye with no eyelashes, surrounded by ten white Stars of equal size.
"Ship!"
"Admiral of Stars has arrived!"
The pirates and Sailors responsible for guarding the ships nearby simultaneously erupted in astonished cries. The entire port's docks were instantly filled with agitated emotions.
As the ship approached, all the shore defense cannons set up by the Feysac military here were mobilized, aiming at the huge sailing ship that made no attempt to conceal itself.
As the ship drew closer, the atmosphere of the entire port became tense, like a taut string.
On the ship, the black cat Pace, wearing an ill-fitting pirate tricorn hat, lay on the ship's rail, curiously peering towards the Dock District, saying:
"Heath, do you know who we're picking up?"
"I don't know."
Beside the black cat Pace, the tall and thin Heath Doyle, whose facial skin was almost transparent, gently shook his head. His nose bridge was disproportionately high, and he had a sickly appearance.
Pace's tricorn hat was suddenly slapped down hard by someone, directly covering half of his cat face.
Pace shook his head twice, readjusted his tricorn hat, and said somewhat angrily:
"Ugh, Heath! I told you not to touch my hat. It took me so long to get it on straight."
The pale-faced Heath looked at Pace in confusion, reached out to help him adjust the tricorn hat on his head, and explained at the same time:
"I didn't touch you."
Pace eyed Heath suspiciously for a moment, and seeing the serious expression on his face, Pace nodded with some skepticism, saying:
"Right, only Nina and Ottolov would do something so boring."
As he spoke, he turned his gaze back to the agitated and nervous pirates and Sailors on the dock. Watching their anxious expressions, he once again sighed inwardly at his correct decision to stay on the ship.
He watched the dock get closer and closer, and the Sailors and pirates also became shorter and shorter… shorter and shorter!
Pace looked down at his feet in surprise. He found that he had somehow floated into the air. He flailed his four paws frantically in mid-air, but he could never grasp the direction and force, just like he was drowning.