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Dunn's body trembled instantly, and he couldn't help but recall the pirates who were slowly chewed and swallowed by 'Creeping Hunger' that night.
Gehrman Sparrow... The flexible Dunn only dared to curse this name in his heart, while tidying up obediently, swearing that he would never forget today's experience, and would definitely make the other party taste a similar flavor in the future!
The captain will definitely help me! He thought with anticipation.
Glancing at Dunn, who was lost in thought, Klein didn't say anything more. He was concerned about the Disease Admiral, partly because the Demoness Sect, one of the masterminds behind the Backlund Great Smog, was behind her, and partly because he hoped to trace who had instructed Qilangos back then.
Slowly getting up, Klein looked out the window at the endless blue sea in the distance, and the hazy mist at the end of the sea, which was the Bansy Island waters that all passenger ships intentionally avoided.
As early as last year, Klein had learned the reason for Bansy Island's current state at the Tarot Club, but he didn't expect that a year had passed, and Pope Gaard II of the Storm Church had not yet broken the power covering this sea area, allowing it to continue to exist.
Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Klein gave a self-deprecating smile. No matter what was inside Bansy Island, it was a contest between the Pope of the Storm Church and the Angel of Fate. What did it have to do with him, a mere Sequence 6?
"In three days, we will reach Bayam, the capital of the Rosed Archipelago. From there, we will transfer to a ship to Sonia Island, and this pirate gathering will be held near the 'Abyss Vortex' directly north of Sonia Island."
"Including the transfer time, it will only take a little over a week. Well, I'll go and see the so-called pirate gathering and meet those powerful pirate kings..."
After making up his mind, Klein then looked at Dunn, who had already tidied up and was looking at him eagerly, and asked the captive to take the ticket and lead him to the first-class restaurant.
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Nation of Disorder, the deepest part of the magnificent palace.
A transparent Worm of Time, shimmering with three-dimensional mysterious symbols, flew out from the dark gold double-leafed gate, gently twisting as if it had its own vitality, and a strange, crazy, and eerie feeling permeated the air.
Aaron wrapped the 'Worm of Spirit' separated from Cavendish, and the blood essence that followed, in dark gold mist. After the dark gold mist was completely integrated and Aaron felt an invisible connection with this dark gold world, he threw them together into the prayer star symbolizing Mobet.
Pallez alone cannot break through the isolation of the Forsaken Land of the Gods. To ensure the smooth progress of the fate theft, it is necessary to use the Nation of Disorder's authority to allow Cavendish, whose fate is still sealed in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, to interact with the outside world.
After doing all this, Aaron stood up from the throne, his pupils turning crimson gold. The entire Nation of Disorder reacted, like boiling water.
Vast power, like boiling steam, spontaneously activated and converged into a torrent, washing over a brilliant chaotic crown with a crimson gold eye embedded at its top. It was the most precious item in the Specter Empire, the 'Chaos Crown' formed by the Night Emperor's stripped Sequence 1 Hand of Order!
Resisting the urge to aggregate from the depths of his soul, Aaron, using the Nation of Disorder's absolute suppression of the Chaos Crown, slowly and firmly stripped out the Sequence 2 Balancer characteristic contained within.
The power of the Sefirah was completely activated, and even the Attendant of Mysteries characteristic in the corner of the palace was swept into the dark gold torrent.
Two completely different whispers intertwined and collided, and the entire palace began to collapse and shatter. In the boundless dark gold world outside, the illusory embryonic divine kingdoms also began to tremble violently.
Time seemed to lose its meaning here. When everything subsided, an unhealable crack appeared in the center of the crimson gold eye at the top of the Chaos Crown, and the velvet 'curtain' also seemed to lose its vitality, falling weakly onto the ruins.
Two Cards of Blasphemy peeled off from his body. Aaron endured the tearing pain in his soul and controlled the stripped Balancer and Miracle Invoker characteristics, preventing them from re-aggregating with their corresponding Sequence 1 characteristics.
Ever since he advanced to demigod, especially after fusing all the remaining fragments of the Night Emperor's divine kingdom, Aaron had not felt the pain of spiritual exhaustion for a long time. But this was also the best method he could think of to quickly strip angel-level characteristics with his current authority.
Constantly devouring the surrounding dark gold mist, Aaron, whose body had solidified again, slowly exhaled. After sealing the two characteristics, with a thought, the collapsed ruins instantly returned to their original state.
Outside the safe passage of Sonia Sea, Aaron reopened his eyes, his pupils reflecting the storm not far away that seemed to connect heaven and earth.
Beneath his feet was a huge crevice, where the azure seawater was severed, plunging vertically like a waterfall into the bottomless 'Darkness', yet never filling it.
This is the entrance to the Sea of Ruins.
Under the illumination of silver-white lightning, dense heavy rain danced with the wind, creating a scene like the end of the world.
Such a terrifying disaster, however, silently vanished upon approach. Astolfo slowly walked out of the Spirit World, and a chilling wind, carrying his will, spread in all directions:
"I have already asked the Seven Lights of the Spirit World, and they did not sense the aura of Suah or other Rose School of Thought angels. I also did not feel the aura of the Chained God."
Alvin Gallows, stained with many white feathers and emanating Death, withdrew his gaze from Astolfo, who was also an Ancient Bane, and looked at Aaron, who was deep in thought, adding:
"It is very likely that the Mother Tree of Desire intervened to block the perception. She cannot allow the last Abomination characteristic to be lost. To be safe, I will return to the Specter Empire first."
"Even if there is an emergency, I will have enough time to respond!"
As he spoke, his body showed signs of cracking, and a dense aura of Death permeated the air.
As the Specter Empire, built with the full power of the Trunsoest Empire in its prime, it was in some respects no less than an ordinary Sealed Artifact of grade 0.
Within the 'Gate of Rebirth' that he carried as a vessel, there were also three hundred and sixty-five vengeful spirits who had returned to their peak, all of whom were the most elite personal guards of the Trunsoest Empire.
After more than a thousand years of bitter waiting, they will reappear, not only symbolizing that lost history but also helping Alvin Gallows fully unleash the power of the Specter Empire.
Aaron nodded and handed the golden token, which could directly lead to the Specter Empire, to Alvin Gallows. After a moment of thought, a three-layered jewelry box reappeared in his hand.
It was silver-black in color, with many intricate hollowed-out decorations on its surface, inlaid with various gemstones, making it appear quite luxurious.
It was the 'Box of the Great Old Ones,' a trophy obtained from hunting the 'Saint of Secrets' Botis in Tingen City back then!
With the immense size of the Specter Empire, once it left the secret world of the Sea of Ruins, where rules were broken, even if it hid deep within the Spirit World, it would be extremely easy to discover if someone intentionally sought it.
The affiliation of the 'Crown of Stars' was not a secret in the eyes of those angels, making it easy to expose the true identity of the East Tucker family.
The second layer of the 'Box of the Great Old Ones' records the fragmented divine kingdom controlled by the Sanguine. Once released, the holder and creatures within its effect range can directly travel to the corresponding area, avoiding possible interference and obstruction.
Alvin Gallows knew that this item originated from an Abraham family angel who died suddenly in the Fourth Epoch. He slowly reined in his Death aura, took the 'Box of the Great Old Ones,' and his expression became solemn.
Aaron then looked at the void not far away and said in a calm tone:
"Time is almost up, we can begin."
A faint light rippled in the void that even the storm could not shake. Worms of Time, each with 12 transparent rings, crawled out from the fragments of light and shadow. The wriggling ball of light finally transformed into Pallez Zoroast.
A distant bell immediately echoed, as if piercing through history.
An ancient, mottled stone clock phantom emerged, its face divided into twelve asymmetrical parts by grey-white and dark green.
One of the three hands at the core of the stone clock twitched, and an indescribable invisible torrent surged forth, carrying Cavendish's Worm of Spirit and blood essence towards a certain direction, where a historical rift image was emerging.
Dong!
Another bell rang, and on the grey-white and dark green clock face, another mottled hand jumped down several notches, making the bell echo more urgently.
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On the streets of Backlund, in a forest in the Pas River Valley, and in a valley in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, Amon simultaneously looked up, a strange smile appearing on their faces:
"So bold, Pallez, that's not like your style..."
Amon on the Gorgas Islands pushed his right monocle. He was also the closest of all the avatars to the Sea of Ruins. The smile on his face remained unchanged as he raised his hand and grabbed at the void.
Illusory insects emerged one after another, and the aura of this avatar gradually climbed, reaching angel level in a moment.
At the same time, his right hand also dragged a viscous black liquid from the void, and an unimaginably terrifying whisper was constantly eroding this avatar.
This was a wisp of power from the Chaos Sea personally stolen by the main body still in the Forsaken Land of the Gods. The higher the Sequence, the more susceptible one was to its influence, and it was the great gift he prepared for Pallez.
The smile on his face became even more playful. This avatar didn't care about the body being eroded; instead, he deliberately allowed this angel-level avatar to nurture the wisp of Chaos Sea contamination.
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His perception became chaotic. Aaron, using that inexplicable connection, activated the Nation of Disorder to connect to the Forsaken Land of the Gods. To avoid any accidents, he took out a ring box from his pocket.
"I need a 6 for my judgment on Pallez's theft!"
Aaron muttered in a deep voice, throwing the milky-white Die of Probability. Amidst the clattering collisions, the Die of Probability tumbled a few times, and just as it was about to settle on a blood-red 1, it suddenly shook and turned into a 6.
Several brilliant lights flew out from the invisible torrent. As the bell stopped, Cavendish, almost indistinguishable from his main body, opened his eyes and stared blankly at the surroundings, a scene completely different from the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
Aaron cleared his throat, handed over the sealed Miracle Invoker potion, and instructed:
"Your current state is quite special. Jorna and Pallez are maintaining your existence. You only need to lead the Specter Empire back to reality and complete the ritual as soon as possible. Do not interfere with anything else!"
Knowing that time was short, Cavendish nodded silently, his figure becoming illusory, and he disappeared from the spot with Alvin Gallows.
Ignoring Pallez's strange gaze, Aaron expressionlessly put away the Die of Probability again and followed Astolfo into the Sea of Ruins.
The ocean burning with golden flames was like the outside world, with only undulating water, empty and silent, seemingly boundless. Whispers carrying a strong sense of madness echoed.
Stopping Astolfo from moving forward, Aaron poured his spirituality into the Darkness mark on his arm and prayed in a low voice. The sky, which had always been in a state of midday, was suddenly completely enveloped by dense Darkness.
Silently, ripples emanated from the Darkness mark. Aaron's body seemed to be embedded with specks of starlight, as if he had put on a layer of night. This night continued to spread outwards, enveloping the other two angels.
Crossing this ruined ocean to the core area not only involved many indescribable dangers, but the time it would take was also unknown. The Spirit World space corresponding to the Sea of Ruins was even more riddled with holes, making it easy to get lost, like the Undying of the Numinous Episcopate who was trapped in a certain dead end.
The fastest way was to use the Sea of Ruins, the essence of its broken order and mutated rules, to travel through the dream world, using chaos to create loopholes.
One only needed to enter other dreams and awaken in the corresponding location, crossing that vast ocean of ruins.
In the grey dream world, Aaron once again saw the black monastery and the epic and mythical projection of the 'Giant King's Court' on the opposite cliff. He walked directly towards the black monastery gate, as the dreams contained within were the fastest passages.
Pushing open one door after another and passing through different dreams, the deeper he went, the more terrifying the things shown in the dreams became. After Aaron pushed open another black wooden door, his expression paused slightly.
Behind the door was a huge throne made of countless rotting heads of Beyonder races that had long been extinct in the outside world, such as elves, giants, dragons, and Demonic Wolves.
On every tiny facet of it, transparent faces of Wraiths, phantoms, and vengeful spirits emerged, filled with hatred, malice, and unwillingness, as if they wanted to devour all living beings they saw.
"Ancient Death" Gregrace!
This name surfaced in his mind, but Aaron's expression remained unchanged. Although it was somewhat unexpected that the first one he encountered was the Ancient Death, it also indicated that he was already close to the true core area.
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