Chapter 200 Pilgrimage Murals

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The team of crewmen walked slowly in the darkness, stepping on the water-filled ground, their footsteps being drowned by the sound of rain.

There are many man-made buildings on the island. When they disembarked, they used the ruins of these buildings as road signs, but now all these things have been swallowed up by darkness. There is nothing but the sound of rain on the island, as if they are walking in the deepest ocean.

There is only bottomless darkness ahead and around, no hope, no direction, and the only light in my hand is burning slowly.

Gilcias was getting more and more anxious. The journey from the time he left the rain shelter to now was definitely more than thirty-five minutes, but his spiritual perception told him that he had not yet entered the spiritual observation range of the "Sorrow"!

They were either going in the wrong direction, or they were going in circles!

"Compass! Who brought a compass or a compass!" He finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared in a low voice, "We have lost our way, we will all die here!"

The team stopped. Pirates, you look at me and I look at you. The last person showed off the compass with a broken mirror in his hand:

"We've been heading towards the Suicide Squadron, Second Officer!"

The red and blue needles of the compass were shaking slightly. Gilcias grabbed it and changed the angles left and right several times. The needles pointed firmly in the same direction and did not appear to be damaged.

He couldn't tell whether the compass was pointing correctly: "Then why hasn't it arrived yet?!"

"No, I don't know..." The experienced sailor holding the compass lowered his head in fear, "Maybe it's because there's been thunder? Thunder and lightning will affect the compass..."

Gilsea's eyes were red: "You don't need to talk about this kind of thing! I just want to know if the compass is still useful now?!"

"But, maybe... not..."

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?!" Gilcias lost control of his emotions at this moment, and he roared angrily, "You wasted twenty minutes of lamp oil, I will skin you now! I will kill you Boil it into lamp oil!”

Everyone was silent, and Anderson couldn't help but speak:

"It's raining so hard now that you're all wet. Don't look at me like that. I mean you can't make lamp oil if you're wet. It's a waste of time to dry it. There might be other uses for it."

It was not a mindless plea, but a rational analysis of the pros and cons. Gilcias was convinced by this reason. He slowly opened his fist, and a blue flame flashed in his palm. He glanced at the sailor coldly, already turning him into steaming broth and lamp oil in his heart.

The sailor lowered his head, his body was shaking violently, and he did not dare to speak anymore.

The others around him silently moved away from him, pushing him to the periphery of the adventurers.

"What should we do now?"

The adventurers also had grim expressions. One of the men wearing glasses said: "I did a divination. If you have completely lost your way, you can choose to follow the direction of the divination."

Gilsias frowned: "What is your path?"

The bespectacled man replied: "A voyeur. An occultist who has certain divination skills."

"What's your divination question?"

"...the direction to the safe area." The occultist said calmly, "Divination can only be a multiple-choice question and cannot indicate the direction. At present, it suggests that I go straight ahead. Another thing is that the 'Sad Death' is beyond Because of my divination ability, the 'safe place' may not be the place where the 'Death No.' is located."

"Why don't you divine the port where the 'Sad Death' will dock?"

"This island has more than one port, and the one it docks at cannot be divined due to the existence of the Death Ship itself."

Anderson spoke before Gilgeous:

"The compass has failed and we can't find the port. In other words, we actually have no choice now?"

The man with glasses nodded solemnly.

"Let's go." Anderson nodded with a relaxed tone, "After five minutes of walking, I will divine the direction again. The lamp will burn for more than half an hour at most. My spiritual energy has also been consumed a lot. I hope I can reach that safe place before it is completely destroyed. Place!"

So they began to reorganize their formation and continue to move forward slowly.

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The city of generosity, Bayam.

After sending away the Fat Pharmacist, Klein returned to Bayam to prevent him from encountering the unidentified Aurora Society strongman while possessing the "Eye of Total Blackness".

Now, he is sitting at the desk in the hotel, with brown letter paper spread out and a dark red absorbent pen swishing around.

Klein was first concerned about Mr. Azik's recent situation, and then mentioned that when he was looking for magical items that could steal other people's extraordinary abilities, he discovered that some people were being parasitized by outsiders.

Then, he asked casually if there was a way to bypass the parasitic outsider and alert the host.

Using this excuse, he also said that he learned from others about the "Insect of Time" related to the high level of the "Stealer" path, and found out that this kind of thing could serve as a sacrifice for important rituals and as a material for high-level spells. But I don’t know exactly what to do.

Huh... Klein put down the pen, folded the letter, took out the copper whistle, brought it to his mouth, and blew hard.

The black-haired and snake-tailed demigod appeared as usual, but this time he had several brightly colored feather ornaments on his body, which made Klein couldn't help but take a second look.

He handed the letter over, and the demigod took it, then disappeared.

After doing all this, Klein did not unfold the paper crane and consult "Mercury Snake" Will Asceptin with the same content.

This is because he discovered something not very good. The paper crane was either a magical item or an extraordinary weapon. It was just an ordinary piece of paper folded. After being repeatedly rubbed with an eraser, it showed signs of fragility. A few more times, it may break directly.

"It is better to wait until there is something very important that needs to be contacted before considering it. For example, Mr. Azik doesn't know how to get around the possessed grandfather to remind Leonard..." Klein shook his head silently and quickly packed away the items on the table.

"Be a tourist today, relax, and start looking for real acting opportunities tomorrow!" Klein gathered his thoughts, put on his coat, took off his top hat, and walked out of the hotel room.

He was going to watch the sunset on the mountains outside the port of Olavi!

This idea originated from a best-selling novel. Its author is called Leon Mustang. He was born in Olawi and settled in Backlund after he was 20 years old. In the book, this gentleman introduced the Bayam Port Saint with great emotion. The sunset over Mount Draco, thinking it was the most beautiful scenery he had ever seen.

Klein took a carriage out of the city, walked to the foot of San Draco Mountain, and climbed this low mountain in just one hour.

The port is located on a high ground, so it did not suffer too much damage from previous tsunamis.

As time passed, the sun gradually set, dyeing the blue ocean on the left side of the mountain like a fire, and casting a golden color on the green woods and vast fields on the right.

All the colors bloomed to their final brightness at this moment, and then gradually dimmed until dark.

Ships enter the city, carriages enter the city, and busy people return home one after another along the roads beside the wheat fields and orchards.

When darkness began to cover the land, little warm lights lit up one after another inside and outside the city. They were like bright gems on black velvet.

It's really beautiful... Klein admired it for a moment until the lights representing each family caught his eyes.

He turned around in silence and walked along the mountain road, surrounded by black trees, back to the bottom, then walked a certain distance and hired a carriage on the edge of the port city.

The carriage moved forward steadily, and the elegant iron-black street lamp poles quietly backed up and went away under the dim light.

After an unknown amount of time, Klein returned to the hotel, took out his key, and opened the door.

Inside the room, the bed, desk, and chairs all lay quietly in the rich darkness, silently reflecting the crimson moonlight.

Klein closed the door very slightly, walked to the window, and stood in the shadow caused by the curtain, not moving for a long time.

It was brightly lit outside.

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The mystic scholar kept changing his face, using divination to find the right direction. Behind him, the light in Gilsea's hand was already shaky, and Anderson's face became extremely pale.

The tallest man in the group of adventurers walked up silently and took Anderson's place.

White light like the morning sun emanated from his body, controlled to a size just enough to cover the front of the team.

Sequence 6 of the Warrior Path, a "Dawn Knight"! With the excellent combat skills of the warrior path and the special attack on various monsters, even Gilcias would not rush into a fight with him. He was the reason why the pirates who had the upper hand in numbers did not dare to act rashly.

Seeing the light, the adventurers were relieved, while the demon sailors had to move back a little to avoid entering the range of the morning light.

In fact, this light does not cause much substantial damage, but it will still be instinctively resisted by evil creatures.

"Damn, damn! How far is it?!"

This was the fourth time he stopped, which meant that about twenty minutes had passed. It was getting closer and closer to the time when the oil lamp went out, and Gilcias was getting more and more irritable.

What made him most irritable was this soldier! When he thought that after the kerosene lamp went out, he and others would be swallowed by darkness, but these adventurers could rely on mystics and warriors to continue to survive or even find a safe place, Gilcias felt even worse than dead!

"Pendulum divination cannot directly predict the specific distance..." The occultist was already sweating.

"Shut up! I know!"

This was the countless times he had yelled. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the second officer was emotionally and mentally abnormal, as if he was on the verge of collapse.

Because of this, no one dared to remind him, for fear of irritating him and causing him to lose control on the spot.

As we were walking, an adventurer suddenly disappeared on the spot. As frightened as a bird, everyone immediately focused their attention there and got ready instantly. The next second, the adventurer appeared again, but was startled by everyone's vigilant and fierce gazes.

"What's wrong?" he asked at a loss.

"You disappeared just now." Dawn Knight said in a deep voice, his hand already touching the wooden sword at his waist.

He immediately understood his current situation and shouted loudly: "I am normal! I have not turned into a monster! Look, I am still standing in the light of the morning. I am normal!"

As he spoke, he felt a sting on his wrist and subconsciously hid it behind him, but the sharp-eyed Gilsea grabbed his hand and pulled it into everyone's eyes.

Another circle of fresh blood marks on his wrist!

The crew members all thought of the missing layer of skin, and quickly asked the injured pirates to compare. The positions of the cuts on their wrists were exactly the same!

"I'm not a monster!" the adventurer shouted in panic, "I'm not a monster, I was just injured in the dark——"

boom!

Before he could finish his words, Gilcias kicked him out of the area covered by the light.

The adventurer's body and his voice melted into the darkness. There was no sound of landing, and he just disappeared from the world.

Everyone looked at the place where the adventurer disappeared in front of them as if they were facing an enemy. No one noticed that a black object with long hands suddenly appeared from the darkness behind, and instantly wrapped around a pirate on the edge, dragging him into the darkness. inside!

After about a second, the pirate returned to the team intact.

The adventurers were somewhat dissatisfied with Gilsea's behavior, but no one blamed him. After dozens of seconds, the team began to move forward slowly again.

Snapped.

The pirate walking at the end suddenly turned his head, and he suspected that he heard footsteps. But behind him there was nothing but darkness.

After walking dully for a while, a few people holding wooden boards to protect themselves from the rain suddenly said in surprise:

"The rain has stopped!"

Everyone was refreshed, and Anderson quickly threw a fire crow back. The fire crow smoothly passed through the gap between the crowd's heads and the wooden board, and then got wet by the rain at the edge of the light. Amidst the clattering sound, went out.

"It's not that the rain has stopped, it's that we have entered a place that is protected from the rain!" Anderson's tone suddenly became lively, and everyone looked happy.

The huge wooden board was put down, and one of the people turned the board sideways and tried to extend it in the surrounding direction. There was a soft "click" sound, and the edge of the board touched the wall!

"Cave! This is a cave!"

The distance on the other side was also quickly calculated, and the occultist who was under the greatest pressure finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The light source began to move, and they cautiously approached the wall. Soon, the light illuminated a rock wall. Touching the dry stones, whether they are pirates or adventurers, they all feel the joy of surviving the disaster.

In a dry and rain-proof cave, you can dry your clothes and light a fire, and you can last for a long time.

"There are livestock bones here!"

After walking for a while, a pirate discovered a cow or sheep skull. He beamed with joy: "These bones are very new. Someone might have been here some time ago and slaughtered cattle and sheep here!"

Further forward, they found many scattered bones. Fortunately, after identification, they found that these were the bones of livestock.

It's very new, they were all placed here randomly, it looks like it was a few months ago.

"Who would come here? With so many animals?"

Such a question appeared in everyone's mind at the same time.

The crew members walked among the cleaned bones, feeling increasingly uneasy. At this moment, the soldier walking at the front suddenly kicked something. He lowered his head and saw——

——A human skeleton kneeling on the ground, head facing forward.

The soldier was stunned. He temporarily lost his ability to think and could not understand the reason why this human skeleton appeared here.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew on the back of his neck. The Dawn Knight subconsciously restrained his brilliance and made a preparation for battle. The moment the cave became dark, the pirate next to Gilcias suddenly reached out and opened the lid of the oil lamp, gently lifting the lid of the oil lamp. A gentle blow extinguished the fire.

The cave suddenly fell into darkness.

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Agaritu followed the team from a distance, watching the team walk all the way to the depths of the island under the guidance of the compass, going in the opposite direction from the harbor where the "Sad Death" was located, and walked a long way.

After losing the compass, he followed the divination results of the occultist and accurately bypassed the low vegetation and building debris, slowly advancing along a path. In this wasteland, there is only this path with a width of only two or three meters without debris. It seems to have been opened manually, and there were people walking here not long ago.

Behind a stone, Agaritu narrowed his eyes and picked up a small golden part from the edge of the stone at his feet.

The rainwater parted automatically above his head, leaving a dry space. He wiped off the dirt on the small part. This item, which was only the size of a fingernail, was very delicate and incompatible with the painting style of Sea of ​​Gods - because it was a metal zipper buckle.

Things from the outside world with obvious characteristics of the times appeared in the Sea of ​​Gods, and this road was the ancient pilgrim road...

Agaritu was thoughtful, and he continued to move forward with the team, tossing a "human skin shadow" that kept harassing the team on the road until he was trembling, and finally entered a ruins with a long walkway.

Thunder and lightning flashed, and behind the corridor was a huge building, somewhat like the black monastery that appeared in the previous collective dream.

The walkway is actually a fork in the road, one goes left and the other goes right. The wall on the inner right side is painted with simple murals and logos, depicting many people in white robes leading various cattle and sheep into a long procession.

When they came to this fork in the road, the believers in white robes drove the cattle and sheep into the passage on the left, while they walked to the right. The cattle and sheep were cut into small pieces by a man in armor with a large sword, piled on a lever, and opened the door at the end of the right aisle.

There are several vague words written in ancient giant language below.

"Sacrifice to the Gods"

"Pray to open...the sacred place..."

The sacrifices offered to the gods were driven in front, while the shepherds who wanted to pass through the road walked behind.

Sure enough, at the entrance of the corridor, the occultist made the last divination, and they slowly walked into the sacrificial passage on the left under the guidance of fate.

"When you go to the kingdom of God, you have to bring sacrifices...of course!"

Agaritu watched their backs slowly disappear into the depths of the passage, and smiled happily.

"It is indeed the right thing to bring more people. They will always come in handy."

TBC

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Thinking about it carefully, according to the direction of other fans, after Zhenzao found out Klein's identity, it was almost time to find a way to spiritually go to Origin Castle at his own expense to find a seat and play house with others. Considering that there is someone in "The Hanged Man", There should be some terrifying traditional performances.

The decay of the night with fistfights on chairs:?

Zhenzao on the darkness and decay: Hold on to each other, you two will have your own place as soon as you come...

(I haven’t seen this plot in any fan fiction so far. If there are any similarities, it’s just my guess)

It’s so scary. There’s a huge drop in subscriptions during the back-to-school season! ! !