Mysterious as the Wind, Always With Me

Chapter 129 Black Mist

"Okay—" Dorothy was somewhat distracted, and after receiving Mark's promise, her whole body was obviously relaxed.

The road in the dock area was not long, and the carriage soon arrived at the temporary residence of the Church of Light and Night. Before Mark got out of the car, he saw Dida waiting there with a group of night watchmen.

As soon as he got out of the car, Dida greeted him: "Very good, Mr. Destiny, if you don't come, we are really not sure. Uh, this is..."

Mark introduced Dorothy with a smile, and added at the end, "Please help them arrange room and board."

"Oh, okay." Dida beckoned, and naturally a night watchman helped to run errands and lead Dorothy's master and servant away.

The resident requisitioned a hall that was originally supposed to be the VIP waiting hall. The building in the shape of a gorgeous white swan is white and flawless. It exudes a holy brilliance in the sun. It's very artistic.

Right at the gate, when the four guard knights saw Mark, they immediately stood at attention, drew their swords, and pointed their swords straight to the sky.

They paid tribute to the heroes of Wapu province with the highest courtesy.

Mark smiled and nodded, and followed Dida who led the way to the hall.

As soon as I entered the door, I felt a tense atmosphere rushing towards my face.

This is definitely a rare scene!

On the left side of Mark's field of vision, stood an unknown old man with a pointed hat, who was obviously a cardinal. He was blowing beard and staring with several bishops around him, as well as the Knights of Light.

The object of their glaring eyes was a group of people across the long table - Mark's old acquaintance, Bishop Albert, Bishop Juan Nadal, Judge Abner, Vivian, and a few unknown luminaries. Knight and Punisher.

Mark's grand entrance naturally attracted everyone's attention.

The cardinal seemed to be angry, and asked sharply: "Who is this kid? How did you come to the residence of our Church of Light and Night?"

Without waiting for the others to speak, Vivian took a step forward and said, "He is the patron of Lady Evernight! He blew up a lair alone and saved the great hero Mark Destian of Wapu Province. Ni!"

A clear and powerful voice echoed in the hall transformed into a battle conference hall.

After her remarks, a needle could be heard in the hall.

Mark maintained his demeanor and smiled: "Sorry to disturb everyone's meeting, may I ask you who is..."

A middle-aged bishop next to the cardinal raised his hand and introduced: "This is His Excellency Cardinal Brown!"

"I've seen Your Excellency Brown, and your Excellencies." Of course Mark understood what was on the other side, he smiled and nodded, but instead greeted the old acquaintances here one by one.

At the end, Mark spread his hands: "I'm sorry to bother you, I'm just a consultant. Please continue."

Having said that, with a very neutral look... he sat on a chair diagonally behind Bishop Albert.

This way of sitting is an attitude in itself.

Plus Mark also brought two bodyguards and a housekeeper. The opposite Cardinal Brown was even more upset.

God's love is not for no reason. Before confirming that the other party has lost the favor of his goddess, Brown can't let half of his farts. He can only continue to perform incompetent fury, venting his anger on the poor heads of those who are one level below him.

Mark listened for a while, and finally understood. After the [Lamington] returned to the outside of the port strangely, the Orthodox Church had actually moved quickly.

The first was the Church of Storms, which insisted that the sea was its own territory.

However, two hours later, when they couldn't wait for any echoes, the Orthodox Church was a little panicked. This time, a team of night watchmen from the Church of the Evernight was dispatched, led by a Punisher.

It stands to reason that the Church of Evernight is more professional in dealing with [abnormalities].

Sadly, three hours have passed, and it is still sinking into the sea, without any sound.

The ship's exterior was still haunted by a terrifying black mist. Several Wright warships swore to stop them, but the cruise ship did not rush into the port.

It's just that there is no movement but it is more frightening.

Because there were too many church dignitaries, dignitaries, and dignitaries on board, there was a 41-year-old Bishop John Brown, the direct son of Cardinal Old Brown. Old Brown was in a hurry, and in a fit of rage, he ordered a judge who was very close to the Brown family to enter with an enhanced purification team consisting of a trainee judge and eight punishers.

As a result, it was noon yesterday, 12 hours later, and still no one came out.

This time, let alone the Saint Wright Empire, even the orthodox churches panicked.

With such a big [abnormal] standing outside the port, does St. Leiden need a port?

The most alarming thing is that in the early morning before the arrival of the [Mechanical Ascension], the City Guard received approval to test-fire a 100mm naval gun.

and then?

Then no!

A shell that was enough to blast the 180-meter-long cruise ship out of a hole and disappeared into the haze.

There was no explosion, no fire, or even any sound, and it was cleaner than a mud ox into the sea.

The only thing exposed to the world is still the gangway hanging from the side of the ship. In addition, the entire ship is underwater and 360 degrees wrapped in a strange black mist.

Everyone can only come to the conclusion that it is already an almost independent inner world.

Now that the Church of Storms has no one in charge, the dominance of incident handling falls to the Church of the Twin Goddesses. The point of contention between the two sides is whether to directly dispatch the Knights of the Guardian Order.

The entire hall echoed Old Brown's roar: "This is a big issue about the face of the Church of Light and Night, and the safety of the city of St. Leiden and the entire province of 10 million people. We must solve this ghost ship as soon as possible. Since There is nothing the Inquisition can do, so leave it to the Knights of Apology to kill the ship and rescue all the survivors."

"If you use heavy firepower, it is very likely that evil spiritual power will contaminate the entire port. Please think twice." Albert argued: "We have the purification team of His Excellency Abner Miller. They have a very rich experience, let them try again.”

"No! I don't think Miller is stronger than Inquisitor Charlie." Old Brown refused with a thick red neck.

Theoretically so. There are strong and weak judges, but they are generally on the same level.

In the final analysis, the Brown family is the mortal enemy of the Destinis family in the political arena. At a time when the Destiny family and the Nadal family have recently begun to form an alliance, the old Brown will not entrust his son's life to the benevolent hands of his political enemies. superior.

He didn't believe that Mark and Vivian would be so kind and sincere to save his son.

Here, isn't Mark in a hurry?

He was somewhat in a hurry.

After all, the three old acquaintances were on the boat, and it was a lie to say that they were not worried at all.

This can't be rushed.

If there was a massacre on the ship, the three women were destined to perish.

Unlike the original owner, Mark would feel sorry for the accident of the three daughters, but not very uncomfortable.

What's more, the initiative is not in Mark's hands.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, the door of the hall opened again, and a knight officer came in with a stack of documents trimmed with gold edges. Mark knew the answer when he saw Brown's expression.

Old Brown tossed the document and threw it in front of Bishop Albert: "I have been signed by the other two cardinals, and now, immediately dispatch the Knights of Saint Leiden's Guardians to attack the Leamington."

"Yes." Albert's response was a little weak.

Even if they are also local knights, St. Leiden's is much stronger than the Wap knights: there are more than 1,800 Beyonder knights, and the head of the team, Upton, is a Sequence 5 silver light paladin.

As soon as the Guardian Knights were dispatched, the dignitaries and servants who were resting at the gate of the pier and resting in various lounges cheered one after another.

"Come on! Apologetics knights!"

"Kill those demons!"

"I must rescue my baby-"

Amid the cheers and noise, the knight wearing the armor blessed by the divine power of light, together with the battle priest, divided into three torpedo boats with a displacement of about 500 tons, and a ticket of small boats, and began to attack the Leamington.

As part of a regular battle, the apocryphal knights certainly don't attack from the only channel given by the enemy.

One after another arrays lit up at the bow of the boat, and in an instant, they burst like fireworks, and several golden lights with a diameter of more than ten meters were like light cannons, slamming on the black mist of the cruise ship.

Useless!

Totally useless!

The war magic that was enough to smash the large demons to pieces turned into real fireworks when they hit the mist on the ship.

On the shore, at least 3,000 people witnessed this scene, and everyone was speechless in astonishment.

Inquisitor Abner shook his head bitterly: "This ship has completely fallen into the spiritual world, and is not bound by the power and laws of the real world at all."

Albert asked in a low voice, "What if you leave it alone?"

"It depends on how big the entrance to the spiritual world is and whether it is fixed. If the entrance will expand, then the entire port, or even the entire city, will not be wanted."

"..."

At this moment, the black fog on the Leamington should have received a spiritual stimulation, resulting in a rather serious stress response.

The calm black fog suddenly rolled like a raging wave, and the scope of the fog expanded outwards in the blink of an eye, at least two hundred meters.

In a continuous scream, the torpedo boat and three small boats closest to the cruise were immediately engulfed by the black fog.

The dark fog came and went quickly.

About a few breaths before and after, when the torpedo boat and three small boats reappeared in people's field of vision, the golden figures on the boat that were busy a moment ago all disappeared.

Apologists, battle priests, busy sailors, everyone on deck was gone.

Silently, as if these ships were the real ghost ships.

Even the propellers of the torpedo boats still operate freely under the drive of the engine, according to the original course, staggered from the cruise ship, and slowly sailed out of the port...

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