In the past, ordinary people could only look from afar at believers who controlled extraordinary powers.
Most of this world is vast ocean.
But the ocean does not represent barrenness. On the contrary, if there is enough extraordinary power as a foundation, the ocean will bring huge wealth.
It's a pity that the extraordinary power of the Sea of Confession has long been controlled by the nobility, the church, and the big families. It is the basis for them to maintain their status.
Therefore, most civilians can only live ordinary lives, looking at the so-called believers or former extraordinary masters with hope and awe.
But now, times have changed.
In other words, Rogge wants to change this era.
Believers and extraordinary people are in opposition to each other and cannot tolerate each other because of the existence of the church.
"God" cannot allow a group of people who are not under his control and who can threaten his rule to exist.
Because the basis of their long-term rule has been to spiritually enslave believers, forcing them to provide faith for themselves, and only give some leftovers to believers after they have eaten their fill.
But after experiencing the events of Magrela and the Black Tide City, Rogge got new inspiration.
Turn a high and mighty god into a mysterious and powerful "trader".
The Lord of the Black Tide gives believers the power of prayer, and believers give back their faith to the Lord of the Black Tide.
In this way, potions and extraordinary people can coexist. After all, extraordinary people also have needs, and prayers and magic can coexist.
Under the coexistence of the two power systems, they will be promoted on a large scale, no longer limited to the great nobles and lords, but will be pushed to more civilians.
The "Lord of the Black Tide" will gain huge benefits from it!
This will be a mutually beneficial and win-win situation.
However, in order to maintain this situation, a major premise is required.
That is the Black Tide Secret Society, which can continue to exist...
After putting his thoughts aside, Roger focused on the present.
Coincidentally, a young man waved his arms at this moment.
"My Lord Bishop... I want to become a member of the Black Tide Conclave!"
His voice was loud and he mustered a lot of courage.
Roger turned his gaze towards the source of the sound.
This is a young man of rather thin stature, but his eyes and expression reveal determination and courage.
The others also turned their eyes to him, and they fell silent, as if they were curious about whether this young man could really obtain extraordinary powers.
Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Rogge spoke calmly.
"You are very brave, young man."
"Come on stage."
As he spoke, Rogge raised his hand, and a black airflow emerged from his hand, spreading from the execution platform to the bottom, slowly forming a step.
The people spontaneously made way for the young man.
It seemed that this young man had never seen such an eye-catching scene before.
However, he has already taken the first step that requires the most courage, and there is no need to be afraid from now on.
He took several deep breaths, silently encouraged himself in his heart, and then walked towards the stairs with determination.
Soon, he walked up the steps formed by the black airflow, walked onto the execution platform, and came in front of Rogge.
"May I have your name?"
Roger smiled slightly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
It is not easy to find someone who can break free from the heavy shackles of thought.
"Fellner, my name is Fellner, Your Excellency the Bishop."
The young man, named Fellner, was nervous.
"Don't be nervous, Felner."
Rogge nodded, then stretched out his two hands. In his left and right hands were a bottle of potion filled with magical liquid and a Black Tide Mark.
"This is a Black Tide Seal. It is a necessary item for releasing prayers, just like the believers who possess mysterious powers in your impression."
"But the prerequisite is that you need to take time out of your daily life to pray and accumulate the power necessary to release the prayer."
Looking at this mark, Ferner was so excited that he couldn't wait to receive the Black Tide Mark right away.
But he knew that the bishop in front of him obviously had more to say, so he suppressed his inner urgency and waited patiently.
Sure enough, Roger spoke again soon, and this time, he introduced the bottle in his hand.
"And this is a bottle of extraordinary potion."
"After drinking it, you will be able to gain all kinds of extraordinary powers. Of course, you must first know what kind of potion it is."
"This potion in my hand is called 'Sailor'. After drinking it, you can gain the ability to breathe underwater for a long time, as well as the ability to tame some common marine creatures."
"But it has a certain degree of danger, and there is a chance that it may turn people into monsters."
Hearing this, Fellner couldn't help but reveal a look of shock, a little unbelievable, and blurted out involuntarily: "This is not the witch that the church used to talk about..."
Before he finished speaking, Fellner realized that perhaps he shouldn't have said that, so he quickly shut his mouth, looking nervous, not daring to look at Rogge.
But Rogge smiled nonchalantly and looked at all the people present.
"Yes, this is the power that only the 'witch demons' in your impression would use..."
Then he stopped smiling.
"But its real name is the extraordinary potion."
“It comes with danger, but also with endless possibilities.”
"The Black Tide Secret Society will not prohibit the existence of potions, and will impart knowledge related to potions in future gatherings."
"After drinking the potion and becoming a transcendent, you can still make a 'transaction' with the Lord of the Black Tide."
Rogge once again used his mental power to transmit his voice into everyone's ears.
In an instant, the expressions of everyone and everyone were different.
The followers of the Black Tide Secret Society were relatively peaceful. Most of them came from Magrela. Although the island did not widely promote extraordinary potions such as "Sailor", it did not prohibit them either. There were also a few extraordinary people on the island.
But because of the danger of the potion, most people still choose the Black Tide Conclave.
After all, there was a believer on Magrela Island who drank the potion but unfortunately became alienated.
Compared with this.
The people and the prisoners on the execution platform were not so calm.
The civilians were talking about this matter a lot. Because of the church's indoctrination, in their eyes, the extraordinary people were demons with evil natures who committed murder, arson and all kinds of evil.
But since Rogge said so, they couldn't help but feel a little shaken.
The prisoners had different expressions.
The one who reacted the most was the priest from the Church of Giz.
He first looked up at Rogge in disbelief, and then burst into laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha… "
"It is indeed a whimsical and lowly grassroots church. It is just a poor creature that gained power by chance. You don't know what you are talking about. You are courting your own destruction..."
Bang!
"Shut up!"
Before the ceremonial master could finish his words, he was kicked over by the Black Tide Knight who came up from behind, and fell to the ground.
"Damn it, you damned bastard, how dare you offend me like this? I am the Master of Ceremonies, the most respected person on this island..."
But even so, he still insisted and even wanted to fight back at one point. Unfortunately, under the suppression of Nuduri's prison chain, he had no chance to fight back at all.
The Black Tide Knight behind him was very annoyed. If he hadn't been required to be awake during the execution, he would have been very ruthless.
So he simply had someone hand him a smelly rag and roughly stuffed it into his mouth.
The ceremonial officer looked at the foul-smelling rag in his mouth in horror and began to struggle violently.
Different from the ritual performer.
"What on earth does this Black Tide Secret Society want to do..."
There was a storm in Kget's heart.
This is also the reason why the Church in the Sea of Confession cannot coexist with the extraordinary beings.
But the Black Tide Secret Society... doesn't seem to care about this
Roger ignored these voices.
He looked at Fellner in front of him.
"This is a gift for your courage, Felner. Which one do you want?"
He looked at the young man in front of him with interest, curious about what choice he would make.
However, Fellner's reaction was somewhat unexpected.
After taking a deep breath, he did not answer Rogge's question immediately.
"Bishop Grosje, can I ask you another question?"
"Okay." Roger nodded slightly.
"If I choose the Black Tide Mark, can I still go out to sea and explore freely?"
Ferner’s biggest wish is not to master supernatural powers, but to go out to sea to explore.
But this world is too dangerous, and without extraordinary powers, it is almost certain to die at sea.
Therefore, he spent almost the first half of his life on this small island, living a mediocre life.
"Of course, you can choose to obey the call of the secret society, which will bring rich rewards, but the secret society also appreciates believers with adventurous spirit."
Roger nodded.
"Then I choose the Black Tide Mark. I want to join the Black Tide Conclave, Bishop Grosje."
Hearing this, Fellner said without hesitation.
Hearing this, Rogge smiled slightly, placed the Black Tide Mark in his palm, and then patted him on the shoulder.
"I look forward to the day when you go to sea, Ferna."
"Yes! Your Excellency the Bishop!"
Hearing this, Fellner stood up straight with some excitement and responded loudly.
Soon, Ferner put on a brand new Black Tide believer robe in full view of everyone and was led away.
After seeing that Fellner had really become a believer, more young people below felt secretly annoyed.
But more people did not hesitate and spoke excitedly one after another.
"I want to join the Black Tide Secret Society, too!"
"I want, too!"
"And me! I want to become a transcendent!"
They were very excited.
The Black Tide Secret Society also accepts everyone who comes.
However, Rogge did not give everyone the same treatment as Felner. Instead, he told them that if they wanted to obtain potions or the Black Tide Mark, or learn knowledge, they would need to pray devoutly to the Lord of the Black Tide for a period of time.
After all, the Lord of the Black Tide also needs to eat.
Besides, the Scott area is relatively large. If everyone is given the Black Tide Mark like what happened in Magrela before, Rogge's pool of faith will probably be drained.
Secondly, because Scott was originally the place of the Kiz Church, some people on the island still have the habit of believing in the Kiz Church.
The Black Tide Secret Society can also take advantage of this arrangement to help them completely eliminate this habit.
But this can't stop the enthusiasm of young people.
People continue to join.
Even some people who were originally at home came to the square, and there were more and more people in the square.
With this, Rogge also started his second step.
"Everyone."
Just two words made everyone present quiet down.
"Next, we have one more important thing to do."
"That's... the trial."
When they heard the word "trial", the prisoners who had been keeping their heads down like ostriches began to tremble and shiver.
"Those who are guilty must be punished."
"However, we, the Black Tide Conclave, are not the only ones who judge their crimes."
Rogge slowly raised his head and pointed at the crowd below.
"Everyone present here is a judge."
"The Black Tide Secret Society will provide evidence of their crimes, and you can too. But if you feel that someone is innocent, you can choose to defend him."
"Everything should be based on evidence."
After saying that, Roger looked at Sarah.
Sarah nodded and signaled the person next to her to bring up the evidence.
Soon, a group of frightened, trembling children entered the square under the escort of Black Tide believers.
Their bodies and faces were clean, but some scars and faint bruises could still be seen. Some children even had mutilated bodies.
"Meera!"
A middle-aged man shouted in surprise, ran up and hugged a child, tears streaming down his eyes.
"Meira, my child... I finally found you... Where have you been..."
Afterwards, some other people got to know these children and were all very excited with tears streaming down their faces.
But some children looked around blankly, and they also longed for their families to appear.
After waiting for a long time, some children were taken away one after another, but some were still left standing there at a loss, looking around eagerly but timidly, hoping that their family members would appear.
Roger sighed and waved his hand.
These children will be raised by the Black Tide Conclave.
Then he turned around and swept his cold eyes over every prisoner present.
"These poor children are suffering, just because of the ugly greed of these scumbags."
"Everyone who has a black cloth tied around their neck is a participant and no one can defend him."
Rogge's cold voice spread throughout the square.
After hearing this, a group of prisoners subconsciously glanced at the cloth around their necks.
When some people saw that black spot, their eyes suddenly turned dark, their heartbeats stopped, and some timid guys even wet their pants.
The people present also had different expressions.
They were not stupid, and some of them guessed why Rogge didn't say much.
Some people remained silent, some were extremely angry, and some knelt down and kowtowed with tears in their eyes.
But there was no one who opposed.
After Roger finished speaking, he slowly opened his mouth and uttered two words.
"Execution!"
Upon hearing this, a group of well-trained Black Tide Knights immediately stepped forward, carrying heavy and sharp execution axes.
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