webnovelvip Chapter 334 The Complex Personnel of the White Agate Ship
Chapter 334 The Complex Personnel of the White Agate Ship
Chapter 334 The Complex Personnel of the White Agate Ship
"You followed Death? And participated in the Pale Calamity?"
Cyril looked at Tobias with great surprise, but upon closer inspection, he realized it made perfect sense.
Aside from naturally born mythical creatures, wild angels are rare in this world.
Bernadette also rose to the rank of "Sage" through the legacy of Emperor Roselle. Will Unsett, of the Life School, followed the "Destiny" path and was one of the luckiest people in the world.
Tobias raised his chin slightly and said, "Back then, I was a legion commander in the Byron Empire."
Cyril raised an eyebrow, signaling him to continue.
Tobias, without any regard for appearances, sat down on the balcony, leaning his head against the railing, and said, half in reminiscence and half in感慨, "The 'Primordial Witch' came to the Byron Empire and allied with the 'Grim Reaper,' and then he went mad, but also became stronger."
"At that time, I could not see the battlefield of the gods, and could only guess at the situation of their battle from the strange phenomena formed by the gods' divine power."
"As a war bishop," after completing the sacrifice, I was more perceptive than ordinary extraordinary beings at sensing the state of the Grim Reaper who had absorbed the "Red Priest" pathway. This is why I was able to leave the battlefield immediately.
"Unfortunately, I was the only one who survived the entire Pale Flame Legion."
"They weren't without opportunities to retreat, even if they couldn't all escape under the pursuit of the enemy, but they were too deeply influenced by 'Death' and were unwilling to retreat before receiving 'Death's' orders."
"After leaving the battlefield, I unexpectedly acquired the 'Weather Wizard' trait, which came from the trait that was separated from 'Death' after his fall."
"To prevent being punished by the descendants of the Grim Reaper for leaving the battlefield, and to evade the pursuit of the gods' followers in the Northern Continent, I took that weather sorcerer's" secret and hid on Bansi Island, where I recuperated while completing the ritual."
"You can probably guess what happened next, right?"
Cyril nodded with a strange expression... Was this luck or bad luck?
To be honest, he was unlucky enough to survive the front lines of the Pale Plague and even managed to acquire the "Weather Wizard" trait.
To put it simply, the trait it found came from the mad Grim Reaper, and before that, it must have been pickled inside Tudor's body, and the ritual was performed in Bansi.
The buffs are practically maxed out!
The fact that Tobias has managed to survive until now, in the Fifth Age, without completely turning into the "City of Calamity" is a testament to its strong will.
Composing himself, he suddenly asked, "Do you know Azik Eggers?"
Tobias looked at him with surprise: "You know Him?"
"He was the son of death, and the death governor of the Byron Empire at that time."
"I remember that He didn't seem to perish in the Pale Calamity. I don't know what happened to him afterward. It's unlikely that he survived the pursuit of the Seven Gods' followers. Such direct descendants have always been a key target of the Church."
Cyril shook his head slightly: "He's still alive. I saw him back in Backlund."
"However, He is currently suffering from amnesia and is trying to regain His past memories."
Tobias looked somewhat surprised: "Amnesia? I remember He had already passed through the 'undead' stage long ago, right?"
"Did Death plant a contingency plan for resurrection on Him?"
"Tsk, this is the ultimate destiny of all the children of the gods, the contingency plan and vessel that the true god prepared for his return."
"But how come He has been able to live for so long without being discovered by the God of War and the Goddess of Night? Was He perhaps in a deep slumber all along?"
...because it had already been found and hidden by the "Goddess of the Night".
He paused, then looked at Tobias and suggested, "You could ask Him. He's searching for his past memories. Shall I introduce him to you?"
"Although He has not fully regained His memories and powers, He is still an angel."
"It just so happens that Erdfana is not in good condition right now and it's inconvenient for him to give up his services. We can have Azik Eggers help deal with your issues and the other version of yourself."
Tobias frowned. "With two angels still not fully recovered, even if I can utilize the power of that 'Conqueror' trait to some extent, it will be very difficult to hunt down the other me. I might even be killed instead."
"What are your real plans and external support?"
Cyril took a sip of his bitter coffee, then said slowly, "Adam is very interested in the 'City of Calamity,' and He'll certainly be willing to write a plausible script for it."
"So all we need to do is follow the idea, and He will take care of the rest."
"Fighting against your other self is also simple. Just expose Him, stall for a bit, and the rest can be left to the Seven Gods."
"At worst, I won't reclaim that Weather Wizard trait; it's already been marinated in the 'City of Calamity' anyway."
Tobias was silent for a moment, then opened and closed his lips and said, "It's a very simple plan."
As he spoke, he stood up and walked towards the door: "I'm going out for a bit of exercise. I have the 'Red Priest' card and the 'Conqueror' trait on me. I'm curious to see what kind of people will gather on this ship."
On the deck, Klein, who was standing at the bow of the ship enjoying the sea breeze, was suddenly struck by a spiritual awakening. He raised his hand to adjust the top hat on his head, turned around casually, and looked in the direction that had touched his soul.
Just then, I saw a man wearing a dark coat and a strange crown come out of the cabin.
The other person gave him the feeling of a blazing flame, or a relentless blade reaping lives, a feeling full of danger and heat.
...Extraordinary, and not just any ordinary extraordinary.
Even when he concealed his aura, the pressure he exerted on me surpassed the feeling of "wriggling hunger." Was he a demigod?
I've never seen one before. Did it suddenly appear on the White Agate like Sirion, or was it smuggled aboard?
As his thoughts wandered, he smoothly shifted his gaze and saw a familiar face boarding the ship via a ladder lowered from the side of the vessel.
The fourth boatswain of the "Golden Dream," the £3000 "Flame" Danitz.
Although he disguised himself by wearing a wig and blackening his eyebrows, the "Faceless Man" could see through such a crude disguise at a glance.
How did this guy end up on the ship?
Are there too many extraordinary pieces on white agate?
I have a feeling the journey ahead won't be peaceful, but all I want is to quietly take the boat to Bayam...
On the ship's side, Danitz, who was standing at the bow looking in his direction, saw his previously pleasant mood vanish completely, and the muscles in his face gradually stiffened.
...How come this terrifying and insane guy is also on the ship?
No, I'm disguised; he might not recognize me.
As his thoughts raced, he saw the other person approach him step by step, then reveal a calm yet mad smile (a normal smile) and say to him, "Good morning, we meet again."
After taking a deep breath, Danitz forced an awkward but polite smile onto his face: "Good morning."
On the other side of the deck, Tobias withdrew his gaze from the two extraordinary beings and looked once again at the distant horizon.
A moment later, he felt a highly aggressive gaze fall upon him.
He turned his head thoughtfully and saw a beautiful woman walking towards him with a smile.
She wore an elaborate turquoise dress studded with fine diamonds, and adorned with sparkling bracelets, necklaces, earrings, and headdresses.
Her blonde hair was curly and fell down, her blue eyes were more sparkling than gemstones, her chin was delicate and small, and her red lips were moist and shiny. She was beautiful and charming, like a jewelry model in a magazine who had stepped out of a painting.
She lifted her skirt and approached with slow, elegant steps: "Handsome sir, would you mind having lunch with me later?"
Tobias's undisguised gaze swept over her, devoid of any lust.
"A witch?"
The woman opposite him stiffened for a moment, then nodded generously and said, "That's right, you seem to know a lot about witches. Would you be interested in experiencing a real pleasure with me?"
"I rarely invite people this proactively; you're the first."
Tobias looked at her calmly and casually asked, "A member of the Witch Cult?"
As he spoke, an indescribable charm suddenly emanated from him, a charm that made people want to follow and be loyal to him from the bottom of their hearts, and also made them desire and admire his body.
In the eyes of the woman in the azure dress, Tobias suddenly appeared taller, his demeanor more imposing, and his charm irresistible.
Her body, mind, and soul all wanted to submit to the other person.
"No...you...."
Her breathing gradually became rapid, her body was burning hot, and she felt weak and sore, as if she were exhausted after several rounds of pleasure.
She wanted to escape, but her body was out of her control. She tried to call for help, but what came out of her mouth was an invitation: "My room is 302, sir. Would you be willing to escort me back to my room?"
Tobias nodded slightly, then turned with a smile and walked toward the cabin.
Tobias ignored the envious or jealous stares around him, lowered his eyes, and quietly followed behind her.
In the first-class dining room, after declining the Blanche family's repeated invitations, Sir Ryan walked toward the table where Klein and Danitz were sitting.
Before he could speak, Danitz pulled out a chair for him and invited him to sit down.
"Since we all know each other, why don't we sit down and have a meal together?"
As he spoke, he kept casting pleading glances at Sir Ryan.
After a half-second silence, he turned to look at Klein: "You abused him?"
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Please don't use words that could lead to misunderstandings about the relationship between him and me.
After muttering something to himself, he said coldly, "He's a hostage."
"Oh~" Cyril nodded, then looked at Danitz and said, "You've really disgraced the Golden Dream."
Danitz:
Are you people whose higher sequence number indicates a more abnormal personality?
Ignoring Danitz's astonishing expression, he turned to Klein and brought up the topic of Azik: "You seem to be able to contact that Death Archon. I recently met a former legion commander of the Byron Empire; they knew each other before, perhaps we can help Him recover some memories."
Klein could no longer maintain Gehrman Sparrow's aloof demeanor and hurriedly asked, "Really? Where is he?"
"He's been on the ship for the past few days; you can contact that person anytime to come find him."
"it is good."
Danitz, standing to the side, watched this scene with a blank expression.
...The Death Ruler? I remember the captain mentioning that it refers to the ruler during the Byron Empire in the Southern Continent, who was said to be a descendant of the God of Death.
Him? Could that Death Archon be an angel?
That seems to make sense. If they weren't angels, how could they have survived from the Byron Empire of the Fourth Age to the present day?
How could Gehrman Sparrow know and even contact such an important figure?!
It's also possible that the two of them were just bragging together. They are angels and legion commanders who survived from the Fourth Epoch. Can you just meet them casually?
"Huh? Why are you all staring at me like that?"
Cyril withdrew his gaze, and while calling to the waiter, said, "You wear your heart on your sleeve, even in your eyes."
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Danitzgan chuckled and rubbed his cheeks, changing the subject: "Hey, the food on the White Agate is really good today, much better than those ships that alternate between beer, canned goods, and cured meat."
"Hey~, what are you staring at the window for? Haven't you gotten tired of looking at it after all this time at sea?"
"A pirate ship is coming," Sirion calmly interrupted him.
Danitz's expression froze, and he looked sheepishly at Klein: "It has nothing to do with me. Our 'Golden Dream' is after treasures at sea, not robbing passenger ships."
"Your friend can testify; he did board our 'Golden Dream'."
Cyril nodded: "I can vouch for that, but I can't guarantee they won't take on side jobs."
"You..." Danitz's eyes widened, and he said with displeasure, "We are all educated, civilized people on our ship, treasure hunters pursuing our dreams."
"If you dare to do this kind of thing in private, the captain will kick you off the ship."
Klein, standing to the side, silently shook his head in his heart... Why does it feel like "Iceberg Admiral's" "Golden Dream" is always refreshing my understanding of pirates?
At the same time, a crew member strode in and rushed toward the table where Airland was.
"Captain, there's a pirate ship!"
Most of the passengers in the restaurant heard his voice and were immediately filled with surprise and doubt, losing their appetite.
After understanding the situation, Captain Airland immediately spoke to calm the passengers in the restaurant, and then had the crew organize the passengers to return to their rooms, while he himself returned to the captain's cabin.
Danitz, who had already stood up, looked at Cyril, who remained seated, and asked curiously, "Aren't you leaving? Or are you planning to help them deal with the pirates?"
Instead of answering, Cyril asked, "If the pirate ship on the other side sinks, do you have a way to salvage the loot?"
Without a second thought, Danitz said, "You can ask Airland to help with the salvage; he certainly wouldn't dare refuse you."
"Although it's a passenger ship, it definitely has fishing nets and lifeboats on board. As long as we're fast enough, we should be able to salvage quite a bit of stuff."
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