nashuaworldcup Chapter 366 Communication
Chapter 366 Communication
Chapter 366 Communication
"The Book of Natural Disasters?"
"Yes, that's a contingency plan left behind by the Queen of Calamity," possessing a portion of her characteristics and spirit.
"Kavituwa was able to become the sea god because he consumed a portion of Ghoshinam's properties, and luckily, he didn't lose control on the spot."
The pair of pale purple eyes before him, seemingly surrounded by stars, flickered slightly, and he heard Bernadette's soft laughter.
"Lucky, but unfortunately it didn't take the luckiest route."
"Since it didn't make it this time, it just means it wasn't lucky enough."
After a slight pause, Bernadette ended the topic and said, "Use the sacrificial ritual to send Kavituwa's body over. The messenger can't deliver such a large body, and it's not safe to carry a Sequence 3 corpse in the Spirit Realm."
"No problem, I'll prepare the ceremony right away," Sirion replied immediately.
Although Kavituwa's body was enormous, it certainly wouldn't be a problem for his old messenger, but the old man would definitely find the stinking, rotten corpse disgusting.
He got along very well with the old messenger and there was no need for him to deliver such disgusting things.
He then imagined the sacrificial ritual on the paper again, making some modifications to direct the ritual toward the "mysterious queen" Bernadette.
Soon, the light on the rocky beach dimmed again, and the sea breeze blowing from the sea became cold and gloomy, swirling and howling.
The candlelight, tinged with a pale blue hue, flickered and traced a patterned, illusory door in the cold, damp air.
Immediately afterwards, a tremendous suction force suddenly came from behind the "door," drawing in chunks and strips of rotting flesh from the giant sea serpent's corpse.
Cyril's lips twitched slightly as he watched... How come this Gate of Sacrifice is still inferior to Klein's?
He paused, then stretched out a hand, conjuring an "invisible hand" to help drag the enormous sea serpent corpse into the sacrificial gate.
After the sea serpent's head, which had lost most of its flesh and blood, was pushed into the sacrificial gate, the illusory sacrificial gate suddenly shook and then expanded out of thin air.
From the gap between the sea snake corpse and the door frame, transparent, ghostly arms emerged from behind the "door," grabbing the sea snake's skeleton and rotting flesh and quickly dragging it toward the "door."
It took nearly half a minute for Kavituwa's body to finally be sacrificed.
After the sacrifice was completed, the illusory sacrificial gate shook and disappeared immediately, giving the impression of fleeing in disarray.
In the Misty Sea, on a calm stretch of water beyond the safe shipping lanes, a rather old-looking sailing ship is quietly moored on the surface.
At one point, on the deck at the bow of the ship, a phantom door covered with patterns appeared out of thin air, and then a huge snake head, half bone and half rotting flesh, emerged from behind the "door".
The stench of the sea breeze swept in, and I could almost hear the echoes of roars filled with resentment, bitterness, pain, and madness, making me dizzy.
The crew members on deck froze for a moment, then drew their weapons.
Some of the quicker ones had already taken out the talismans of the solar domain and were about to recite the incantation.
"Don't be alarmed, it's just a corpse."
Bernadette's voice echoed in the ears of every crew member.
The crew members on deck awkwardly lowered their weapons, withdrew their spells, and looked on with curiosity and surprise at the huge sea serpent corpse that slid out quickly from behind the illusory gate.
After the captain's reminder, they also discovered that the rotting giant sea serpent did not have any of the cold, deathly aura that resembled that of a ghost or a living corpse.
Similarly, there was no sign of life.
It was just an ordinary, excessively large, and somewhat eerie sea serpent corpse.
As they watched, they suddenly felt that the giant sea serpent in front of them seemed to have come to life, roaring in pain and madness, twisting its body, and struggling to resist death and madness.
Bernadette raised her hand, unleashing a burst of intense yet gentle golden light.
The light flowed outwards like ripples on water, gently floating over the bodies of everyone on the deck, pulling them out of the illusion before their eyes.
"Don't keep staring at it; the corpse still holds too much of its resentment and unwillingness before it died."
"This will make you see things you shouldn't see and hear things you shouldn't hear."
Bernadette warned as she scattered a stack of paper scraps.
Each card expanded and grew larger in mid-air, sprouting somewhat illusory and transparent limbs and a head, before landing neatly on the deck, transforming into playing card soldiers.
As soon as they appeared, they went forward as Bernadette wished, impaled Cavituwa's corpse with their spears, and threw it into the sea.
The corpse of Kavituwa, which had already been extracted and possessed unique properties, was not inherently dangerous. However, many of the people on her ship were extraordinary individuals who had passed through the "Spy Eye" pathway. Before becoming demigods and being able to freely control their "Spy Eyes," they could easily see things they shouldn't have.
The splashing sound of water subsided after about ten seconds. Some crew members on deck who had closed their eyes finally dared to open them after the frantic, spiritual screaming subsided.
Looking at the wide, long, water-stain-like mark on the deck ahead, they couldn't help but swallow hard.
Although they had never seen it in its entirety, based solely on their first impression, the sound they heard, and the marks on the deck, they could already imagine how enormous the sea serpent must have been when it was alive.
This was definitely the largest and most terrifying sea monster they had ever seen.
The mere sight of corpses caused them to witness terrifying visions, and if the captain hadn't intervened, they might have been cursed or even lost control as a result.
A man in his thirties, dressed in a dark overcoat, with a burly build and ordinary features, easily overlooked in the crowd, couldn't help but ask, "Captain, what was that sea serpent we just saw?"
"It looks very unusual. Was it a sea monster that was half-snake and half-god when it was alive?"
Bernadette nodded slightly: "Kavitowa, the 'Sea God' of the Roside Islands."
"Someone has commissioned you to use its materials to create a magical item; you can keep half of it."
"Really?" The man who had spoken earlier had his eyes light up and asked instinctively.
He then eagerly ran to the ship's side, peering at the poker soldiers who were carrying out salvage and cleanup work.
"Don't let a single scale go to waste; they're top-grade materials for incantations!"
"Besides the rotten flesh, the eyes, blood, and teeth must also be preserved, and..."
Above the rocky beach where the sacrificial ceremony had been held in Cyrene, a robust figure was swept down by the gale.
His well-defined muscles stretched his loose storm priest robes to a bulge, and his dark blue hair, twice as thick as a normal person's, looked like tiny worms or tentacles, swaying in the wind.
Upon sensing Kavitova's presence, Aquaman, the "Sea King," rushed to the scene immediately!
His face was dark and unreadable, and his deep blue eyes, which looked around, occasionally flashed with lightning.
"It definitely smells like Kavituva!"
"Did it come from its characteristics, or from the corpse?"
As he whispered, he raised his hand and grasped the waves crashing against the rocks in front of him. Instantly, streaks of azure light spread out and condensed into a semi-transparent mirror on the ground.
In the mirror-like surface formed by the condensation of water, he saw a blurry figure shrouded in a layer of dim night.
It was impossible to even discern the gender; all that could be seen was that the other party was performing a ritual, taking the body of Kavituwa from somewhere and then offering it as a sacrifice to some being.
He silently finished reading, then lowered his head and opened the gold-covered book in his hand. With the quill pen he carried with him, he wrote a line of Rune words on a blank page: "The spirituality here has increased, and the interference has decreased!"
As he made the last stroke, the words on the paper emitted golden light, converging into a brilliant glow.
Enveloped in brilliant light, the paper rapidly faded and disappeared, as if merging with the rules of the world.
Immediately afterwards, the mirror-like surface formed by the water trembled slightly, becoming much more solid and the image became much clearer, but the figure shrouded in a layer of dim night was still not visible.
"snort!"
With a soft hum, and lifted by swirling gusts of wind, Yann Courtman's figure soared into the sky and quickly disappeared into the horizon.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, under the watchful eyes of Cyril and Gehrman Sparrow, Danitz reluctantly began the "spirit possession ritual".
"Ahem~" Sirien coughed lightly with his head down.
Danitz's unhurried movements froze for a moment, then he smoothly quickened his pace.
The image depicts an all-seeing eye on an open book, drawn on the parchment; this is the emblem of knowledge belonging to the "god of knowledge and wisdom."
Then, using his extraordinary abilities, he lit the candle and dripped in essential oils and hydrosols.
The scent of lavender and mint immediately filled the room, making one feel more refreshed.
After burning several more kinds of herbal powder, Danitz took a step back and whispered an ancient Hermetic incantation: "I pray for the power of knowledge."
I pray for the power of reason;
I pray for the blessing of the god of wisdom...
Ugh!
As the cold, gusty wind swirled, Sirion saw the flickering flames of the three lit candles in the center of the ceremony turn into a pale, light green.
Then a pale white, hazy will flew out from the candlelight and entered Danitz's body.
The next second, Danitz took a step forward, grabbed the pen and paper that were part of the ritual, and quickly wrote down a series of highly artistic words that were completely different from his own style: "What is it?"
Danitz opened his mouth, realizing he could speak again, and quickly said, "Captain, Mr. Randolph wants to know the exact location of the 'Golden Dream.' He says he'd like to visit you."
After a two-second pause, he wrote a single word on the paper: "Two days from now, the Golden Dream will approach Oravi Island. Danitz knows exactly how to contact the crew there."
Before Danitz could speak, Cyril said, "I understand, thank you for your trust."
"I just acquired some scales from the 'Sea God' Kavituwa. Do you need them?"
"It should be a good material for spells, or perhaps you'd prefer to study it and invent some new spells?"
After he finished speaking, Danitz, with a look of grief and indignation, quickly wrote a new word on the paper: "Okay, thank you."
"I'm fine now."
He nodded at Danitz, then leaned back in his chair, relaxing leisurely.
Klein then spoke up, "I have some questions I'd like to ask you."
Danitz wanted to turn and glare at him, but her body had been taken over by Edwina, and she couldn't do that.
Bullshit! Are you two crazy? Can't you ask all your questions at once instead of one by one?
While inwardly grumbling, Danitz quickly scribbled down a line of words: "What's the problem?"
Klein glanced at it, then said, "I'd like to know what changes have occurred in the 'Blood Admiral' pirate crew recently, and whether there's been a new leader?"
Without the slightest hesitation, Danitz wrote down line after line of words: "I don't know."
"However, since there are no reports of the Señor fleet being disbanded or experiencing internal strife at sea, it means that they are still stable. This most likely means that a new, powerful, and influential person has taken over the fleet."
Klein nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "Do you know which places at sea are most likely to encounter mermaids?"
Danitz hesitated for a long time before writing down the new words: "In the last hundred years, there have been no clear rumors or locations of encounters with mermaids at sea."
"However, it is certain that there are rare mermaids in the waters outside the safe shipping lanes of the Misty Sea and the Sunia Sea, but encountering them depends entirely on luck."
"In addition, mermaids are clearly found deep within the ruins of the sea formed by the remnants of the divine war on the eastern side of the Sunia Sea."
How did you determine that mermaids exist in waters outside of safe shipping lanes? Is it because Intis has "Master Puppets" active there?
Composing himself, he nodded and said, "I understand, thank you."
After saying that, he took a step back, indicating that he had no further questions.
Seeing that the two annoying guys had finally stopped asking questions, Danitz breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then quickly said, "Captain, the sea god" Kavituwa is dead.
As soon as he finished speaking, his hand involuntarily wrote down a line of words: "Specific details".
Danitz glanced at Cyril and Klein not far away, pondering how he could recount everything he knew without angering the two old men.
Cyril chuckled softly, propped himself up from the armchair, and vanished from the spot in an instant.
Klein, standing to the side, looked at the empty armchair and felt an overwhelming urge to herd a "traveler" with his "wriggling hunger."
...The "traveler's" ability is really convenient; they can come and go without a trace, and save money on train and boat tickets.
There are just too few of them. I've been at sea for so long and I've never seen or heard of another "traveler"!
After letting his thoughts wander for a while, he put the top hat on his head, then turned and left the room.
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