Chapter 148: Meloye's "True Form Revealed" First Experience of Joy and Pain

On the brass lamp stand, the candle flames danced, and the yellow candle light reflected on the side of Ryan's face, causing mottled shadows.

Looking at the closed wooden door, Ryan blinked.

What did the captain say just now?

He is deeply immersed in the connection between "blood witches, unpredictable existences and spiritual beings", and his perception of the outside world is relatively weak.

Shaking his head, Ryan stopped thinking about it.

Let’s ask the captain after we meet tomorrow.

Since he said it so quietly, it must not be a very important matter.

Standing up, Ryan walked to the window sill and looked at the moon hanging high in the night. The space ring in his hand flashed, and a small blue conch appeared in his hand.

This is the "sound transmission conch" given to him by the Phantom Beast Witch Meloye. The last time he tried to contact him, the connection was not connected. Now that he thinks about it, Meloye should have been with the Fire Witch Miralla at that time. Do something?

Ryan tapped the bottom of the conch three times, and the small blue conch emitted a hazy light.

However, as time passed, no sound came from the other end of the "sound-transmitting conch".

Just when Ryan was about to give up, suddenly, his expression changed, he lowered his head and looked at the roof of a relatively shorter house opposite.

"Jingle Bell……"

Amidst the subtle ringing of bells, a black kitten walked out of the shadows with elegant steps. The soft moonlight fell on it like a flowing ribbon.

After a few jumps, the little black cat came to the window sill of Ryan's room.

"Meow~"

After landing, the little black cat raised its front paw and licked it lightly: "Long time no see, Mr. Lane."

Looking at the little black cat, who was in pretty good condition and breath, Ryan smiled and said, "It's been a while, Miss Meroye."

"So, why did you call me here?" The little black cat's eyes were brighter than the moonlight, with a faint arc.

"I just want to see who the 'thief' who was able to steal the 'sacred objects' from the Libra Holy Cult Headquarters was."

Ryan said in a calm tone: "After all, it seems that level three strength is not enough to be able to steal a 'sacred object' from a place like that, right?"

When Ryan first came into contact with the phantom beast witch Meloye, the strength shown by the other party, at best, would not exceed the second level limit, and was not as good as the twelfth black knight.

With such strength, even if the witch has far more methods than professionals, she will never be able to sneak into the main hall of the Libra Holy Cult without being discovered.

Even if Pope Libra is not here, the judges and the various protective arrays arranged in the temple are not just decorations.

"Meow~" the little black cat meowed softly. Under Ryan's gaze, its body began to lengthen and extend, and soon it became the girl's figure when they first met.

The black tights outline a slender and slender body. There are faint lines on both sides of the girl's cheeks. Cat ears, cat claws, and cat tails completely satisfy the preferences of some peculiar gentlemen in the human community.

"We didn't mean to hide it." Meloyer sat on the window sill, and the lower side of his plump thigh was pressed by the window sill to make a medium-deep dent.

"It's just that the person who met you at that time was one of our clones."

"Well, there is nothing I can hide from you now. When we first met, our true form was with Milan."

"In her plan, we serve as a backup, and our role is to prevent possible unplanned changes."

"As you may think, we are indeed not the second or third level, but the fourth level."

"If you hadn't appeared, I think it would have been me standing on the [Holy Dueling Field] to face off against Pope Libra."

The Phantom Beast Witch Melloye, who showed her true form, seemed to be completely relaxed. Not only did she have a lazy expression, but she even had a bad mouth.

Ryan's brows relaxed slightly, and Meloye's words relieved some of his doubts.

He had been thinking a long time ago, if he did not "happen" to appear on the outlying island, how would the special mission of "The Overturned Palace" be completed? Who will fight the duel in the Holy Arena?

Now it seems that Meloye should be the one taking the blame.

only……

"Why did you come to the remote island?"

Ryan asked with some confusion.

The Ice Witch Shelia is the sister of the Fire Witch Mirala, and Meloye has no substantial connection with the two. From Shelia's mouth, Ryan did not hear anything related to Meloye. matter.

Obviously, Shelia knew very little about Meloye's existence.

"Well, how should I put it?" Hearing Ryan's question, Meloye scratched his head in distress: "Logically speaking, we cannot disclose this matter, but the situation is special. There are so many different witches in you. I think I will have a lot of contact with the witch guild in the future."

"Let's just pick out some things we can talk about."

"Witches Guild, you should know that both the Blood Witch Serena, Mirala, Shelia and I are all members of the Witches Guild."

"As an organization, the Witches' Guild naturally has its own organizational structure. We are considered the 'inspectors' of the Witches' Guild."

"The so-called 'inspectors' are to patrol the islands in the sea to see if there are branches opened above and the witches in charge have positions that have gone out of control due to pollution."

"As for what to do after discovery...the specific work, we cannot disclose it."

"In addition to our duties as an 'inspector' when we appear here, the most important thing is that Miranla made a deal with us."

"That's the general situation."

"Now that everything is done, we are about to leave this island. As for the witch branch on the island, it should be temporarily handed over to Xue Liya, and the witch headquarters will send someone to take over later."

After listening to Meloye's words, Ryan nodded.

"I'll give it back to you." Ryan handed over the blue conch in his hand.

The effective range of the sound transmission conch is 100 kilometers, which seems very large, but it is almost ineffective if it is placed in the vast ocean, as long as it is not on the same island or the same island group.

"Keep this, I'll give you a few more, I have a lot of this stuff." Mellor took out two more pairs of "sound-transmitting conches" from the space ring, one black and one white, and placed them on the window sill: "Consider this as my thank you gift."

"After all, without you, I would be suppressed to the third level, and I am indeed no match for the Libra Pope who controls the wreckage of the God of Departure."

"I am grateful for this."

After leaving the "sound-transmitting conches", Mellor's figure shrank again and turned back into a black cat. After a few turns and jumps, he quickly disappeared into the shadows, and only the subtle ringing of the bells still echoed in the streets.

Ryan retracted his gaze and then put away these "sound-transmitting conches". This thing is really good as a medium- and short-distance communication prop.

Of course, the premise is that it does not involve any underground mazes.

Although the underground maze has a real entrance, the interior exists in another space, and the sound transmission of the "sound-transmitting conches" cannot cross the space distance.

Ryan turned his head and glanced at the clock on the wall.

21:07

There are still about three hours until midnight.

During this time, Ryan is going to do some "private work".

He stood in the empty space next to the desk in the room and closed his eyes. The next moment, a strong blood-red light emanated from the [Holy Relic·Embrace of Blood] on his hand.

And Ryan's face also turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye during this process.

The huge amount of blood loss made him fall directly into a "severely injured" state.

Ryan is not unfamiliar with "severely injured". He has actively entered this state many times in many bloody battles in the traveled places.

But this time, the "severely injured" gave him a different feeling.

Although his body was uncomfortable and painful due to the strong weakness, his spirit inexplicably emerged with a sense of "joy".

——The second-level professional skill of [Apostle of Joy], [Tide of Pain], takes effect!

The complex feeling of the pain of "severe injury" and the "joy" of the spirit mixed together lasted for a full minute, and then the [Pain Value] on the panel jumped and became "1/100".

This also means that the occupational compatibility of [Apostle of Joy] has increased by 1%.

Phantoms began to appear in front of his eyes. Ryan took a deep breath and activated [Heart of Gluttony]. As the "gluttony" declined, his state also recovered at a rapid speed.

As the light of the space ring flashed, a piece of steak appeared and was chewed by Ryan.

This is the meat of the [Upper] Molten Fish Dragon, which tastes much more tender and smooth than the [Upper] Thunder Dragon, and is deeply loved by Ryan.

The rich nutrition contained in the flesh and blood of the upper monster quickly replenishes the falling "gluttony".

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief, and excitement appeared in his eyes.

Facts have proved that his guess is correct.

With the [Relic·Embrace of Blood], the special skill [Heart of Gluttony], and the flesh and blood of a large number of upper-level monsters, he can improve the compatibility of [Apostle of Pleasure (Level 2)] at an alarming speed.

Before tonight's tour, he can increase the compatibility of [Apostle of Pleasure (Level 2)] to 25% of the upper limit of the first stage!

Thinking of this, Ryan became more motivated and started a new round of "pain" and "pleasure" journey.

...

It was approaching 0 o'clock.

Ryan lay on his back on the soft big bed, his eyes slightly scattered, and even his thighs trembled a little.

It took him a while to recover.

"Twenty-five times a day, it's really a bit too much..."

The continuous "pain" and "pleasure" brought a great burden to the spirit. If it weren't for the experience of the tour, which greatly tempered Ryan's spirit, he really couldn't hold on.

Fortunately, all the efforts have sufficient rewards.

Ryan cast his excited eyes on the panel.

——

2. [Tide of Pain]:

The exclusive skill of the Joyful Apostle... (omitted)

Every 1% of the professional compatibility can be converted into 1 point of "pain value", and the current pain value is: 25/100. When entering the combat state, every 1 point of pain value can bring 1% of [physique] and [spirituality] bonus.

It has reached 25%, and it is necessary to complete a "joy after pain" to make the compatibility continue to rise.

... (omitted)

——

Looking at the prompt in front of him, Ryan's heart was full of excitement.

25 points of "pain value" is a full 25% bonus to [physique] and [spirituality]. The improvement in combat power is terrifying.

I just don't know how much bonus effect it can have on the terrifying physique of the Wandering Avatar, but at least in terms of [spirituality], it is a full bonus.

Next, Ryan only needs to find a "suitable" opponent in the travel area, have a hearty battle, and try to complete the "joy after pain", so that he can break through the first threshold of the compatibility of [Apostle of Joy].

It must be said that although the profession of "Original Sin Path" is very special, it can be improved quite quickly as long as there is a suitable method.

Seeing that the hour hand on the clock has reached 0 o'clock, Ryan took out the "small bamboo raft" from the space ring, stuffed it under the bed, and then pulled "Attachment" from the [Sacred Goddess] and integrated it into the "small bamboo raft".

Now it is not at sea, and the [Sacred Goddess] is not convenient to unfold. In comparison, the "small bamboo raft" is more convenient.

After doing all this, Ryan lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

"Travel, start!"

...

Ryukin Island is located in the center of the outer sea area and the Whirlpool Islands, far away from the outlying islands.

Today, an uninvited guest was welcomed.

A large warship that was black all over and looked like a ghost in the night quietly docked.

At the bow of the warship, there is an extremely huge horn, which is five meters long. To have such a horn, its owner must be at least more than 100 meters long.

Such a huge monster, even if placed in the inner sea area, is an important overlord, but now, its horn was cut off and became part of the hull.

Three knights wearing black armor and visors walked down from the ship.

The leading knight had a golden number etched between his eyebrows on his visor - "4".

Such an outfit and such features are too distinctive, and people can recognize his identity at a glance.

——The fourth seat of the Black Knights!

There are twelve seats in the Black Knights, and every three seats are a ladder.

The tenth to twelfth seats can only be fought for by the second level, and the seventh to ninth seats are fought for by the third level.

Similarly, the fourth to sixth seats can only be fought for by the fourth level.

Being ranked fourth, his extraordinary strength is already the pinnacle of the extraordinary, and he is a terrifying existence that can hunt down fourth-level witches.

And the fourth seat of the Black Knights appeared here with only one purpose, that is:

"Twelve, is it going to die here?"

The fourth seat of the Black Knight said indifferently.

"Yes, sir." The one who bowed was the squire knight of the fourth seat black knight. In fact, the Black Knights were divided into factions according to the seat black knights, and the most respected by the seat black knights in each faction were naturally their squire knights.

Basically, the squire knights were composed of black knights who failed in the competition for seats of the same level.

Although they were both fourth-level, the huge gap in combat power made them willing to follow the seat black knight.

And the strength of the squire knights who could become the fourth seat was naturally fourth-level, which was stronger than the strength of the seventh to ninth seats.

After getting the answer, the fourth seat black knight stopped talking, but took a step and went deep into the island.

After a while, looking at the terrifying tiankeng with a radius of hundreds of meters in front of him, the fourth seat fell into a brief silence.

"Legend..."

"But why did the legend stop us from hunting the Dark Moon Witch?"

I thought that after the defeat of the twelfth seat of the second level, it would be foolproof for me, who is at the top of the fourth level, to take action. But when I saw the scene in front of me, the fourth seat was shaken.

If there really is a legend around the Dark Moon Witch...

"No!"

Suddenly, the fourth seat reacted: "If it is against the twelfth seat, there is no need for the legend to make such a big move. A casual blow can kill the twelfth seat on the spot."

"It is likely that the twelfth seat was just involved in the battlefield of the two legends and was killed by the aftermath..."

Even with such speculation, the fourth seat's eyes were still very solemn.

The sudden appearance of two legends in the outer sea area is by no means a trivial matter for the continental countries, especially the Kingdom of Augustus located on the coast.

Below the legend, everyone is an ant. This sentence is not just a simple saying.

Legends truly have the power to subvert the situation of war!

"Send a message to the headquarters, and inform them of the news that two legends appeared in the outer sea area..." After hesitating for a while, the fourth seat still spoke: "In addition, ask for help from the headquarters to see if we can get the support of the third seat."

"As for us, we will pursue first and wait for the opportunity to act."

"Yes!" The two squire knights responded loudly with a stern look in their eyes.

"Legend..." The fourth seat sighed deeply as he looked at the scene after the natural disaster in front of him.

Promoting to legend is the lifelong pursuit of every professional.

But the legendary abyss has blocked the dreams of countless people.

Even as the fourth seat of the Black Knights, he is not sure that he can try to be promoted to legend...

...

Travel place.

The light and shadow changed and disappeared, Ryan opened his eyes and was already on the "raft" on the beach.

The long-lost breath made him look relaxed.

As usual, he glanced at the mast, and after not seeing Dayin's letter for help, Ryan looked at his panel.

After the main body was promoted to the second level, the panel of the travel clone also changed dramatically.

——

[Level]: 16 (2%)

[Spiritual Value]: 722635

[Spirit]: 9.0→25.8 (32.3)——The data in brackets are after the [Tide of Pain] is added

[Physique]: 164.3→169.3 (169.3)——The data in brackets are after the [Tide of Pain] is added

——

Compared with the original body, the [Spirit] of the Wandering Avatar is a little higher, but not much. The physique is 5 points higher due to the dual-class promotion and the special skill [Storm Combat Body].

What attracted Ryan's attention the most was the newly appeared bracket data.

With the blessing of the professional skill [Tide of Pain], his travel clone's [Spirit] broke through the upper limit of 30 points in one fell swoop, reaching 32.3, which is already the level of "weak fourth level".

But in terms of [Physique], it did not get any bonus from [Tide of Pain].

Obviously, 169.3 [Physique] has far exceeded the upper limit of this skill, so it is directly invalidated.

It would be a lie for Ryan to say that he was not disappointed, but he didn't care too much.

How to say it, it was expected.

After checking the status of the travel clone, Ryan cast his eyes to the depths of the mysterious island.

His goal for this trip is to try to challenge [Crown]!

With 6 skills of two second-level professions, plus "True Charge Slash", Ryan now has no idea how strong he is.

Anyway, "Upper Three Stars" is definitely not his opponent.

As for whether he can rival the [Grand Rank], we have to fight to find out...