Scott Port.
At this time, Scott has become the veritable core area under the rule of the Black Tide Secret Society, with prosperous trade and a large population.
Rogge, wearing a black robe, walked through the crowd and when he reached the gangway, he raised his head slightly and looked towards the edge of the sky.
The crack in the sky seemed to get bigger.
The dark atmosphere of chaos and pollution seems to have affected the entire world invisibly...
The islanders living in Scott are also worried about this.
"What's going on with the crack in the sky... Is there some kind of massive natural disaster about to happen?"
"I originally thought it was some special astronomical phenomenon, but now it seems that it is not the case..."
“It always feels like something bad is going to happen.”
"How about we run for our lives?"
"Escape? Where to? This is probably the safest place..."
"Why do you care so much? If the sky falls, there will always be someone taller to hold it up. Don't we still have a secret meeting? The Lord of the Black Tide will protect us..."
"Well, that's true. No matter how worried we are, what can ordinary people like us do? Are we supposed to save the world? Haha..."
Some people are worried, some comfort themselves, they still have to work when they need to work, and go to sea when they need to go to sea.
The rudder of the world is not in the hands of these ordinary people.
These words naturally fell into Rogge's ears word for word.
He slowly withdrew his gaze and calmly walked towards the Black Tide Cathedral.
The most critical change is coming.
He must be fully prepared before facing this final wave.
The crowd was bustling and jostling each other.
Possessing mysterious power, he walked towards the crowd, passing through the bodies of passers-by one after another.
People passing by were completely unaware of this, and it was hard to imagine that the two were in the same place in the same world at this moment...
…
After a long voyage.
Ferner and Vic finally crossed the territory of the Black Tide Secret Society and arrived near Barahavi.
But their destination is certainly not here.
Next, they will enter the border fog at the appropriate time and, under Vic's guidance, search for the location of "Varissa".
However, in this case, it would be difficult for them to avoid the place of Balahavi. When they were replenishing supplies on the way, they also took a short rest on a nearby island.
“The people here… give me a very strange feeling.”
After leaving, Vic frowned and took a long time to look away.
"That's right, it's strange." Fellner was not surprised by this. With his telepathic vision, he had long known about Balahavi's abnormality.
But as the saying goes, every failure makes you wiser. The lesson learned from the last telepathic vision gave Fellner experience, and he deliberately suppressed his natural abilities when passing through these places.
"oh?"
Hearing this, Vic looked at him curiously.
But Fellner didn't intend to say much, just smiled.
Seeing this, Vic did not continue to ask. Sometimes, it is a good thing to suppress your curiosity.
After a short rest, the two set off again.
This time there was no ship to take them, so the two men had to hire a ship and recruit some crew members at a high price, and only then did they successfully head towards their destination.
"Damn it, I have to go back to the secret society to get this expense reimbursed!"
Fellner cursed and swore, obviously having been bleeding heavily when he was hired.
Vic found this a little funny.
The border fog is getting closer.
After approaching the edge.
The hired captain turned the rudder, left a small boat for the two men, and left without looking back.
It was naturally impossible for them to follow the two into the border fog.
No matter how much money you are given, it’s useless. You still have to be alive to get it, right
So the two of them rowed the boat to the edge of the border fog and began to wait quietly.
Looking at the thick fog that continued to roll, Vic couldn't help but look at Fellner again.
"Hello, Felner, or the secret envoy?"
Hearing his voice, Fellner's eyes fell on him.
So Vic continued to ask: "The danger of the border fog is as high as a life-threatening situation. You should know this."
He looked at Fellner with some curiosity: "What benefit did the Black Tide Secret Society give you to make you carry out orders so faithfully?"
During this period of time together, Vic's understanding of Fellner naturally deepened a lot.
Contrary to what he had guessed, Fellner was not the fanatical believer he had imagined. Instead, he had his own thoughts and vitality, and was not shy about the topic of "God".
So the question is, why would such a person embark on this journey with a stranger just because of an order
In response to Vic's question, Fellner glanced at him.
Vic has asked him a lot of questions along the way... This guy really talks a lot.
However, they were already approaching the most important moment, so Fellner had no reason to hide it from him. But before answering, he asked a question instead: "What do you think?"
Hearing this, Vic found a comfortable position on the boat and lay down while thinking.
"... Did the secret society save your life? Or... do they have any leverage over you?"
His guess left Fellner speechless.
Although he is also a member of the secret society, he always makes assumptions about the secret society and makes them do heinous crimes.
I have to say, Vic is a really rebellious guy...
"You think too much. I don't have any evidence that the secret society can use against me..."
He said, looking up at the sky.
“Before the secret meeting, I yearned for the mysterious and vast ocean, longing for freedom and exploration.”
"But after the conclave came, I found something equally important..."
"Look, Vic, there's a crack in the sky, and the world is on the verge of collapse."
Fellner raised his hand and pointed at the crack in the sky, his tone calm.
"Some time ago, the Conclave wiped out the once arrogant Church of Nature with lightning speed."
"There is no doubt that in places we cannot see, beings like Archbishop Rogge and the Lord of the Black Tide are working hard to change the direction of the world..."
"And at this critical juncture, he entrusted me with the task of helping you."
"The Conclave has never deceived me, the Lord of the Black Tide has never treated me unfairly, and Archbishop Rogge has been extremely kind to me..."
"In this case, if helping you can contribute to the secret society, then why should I hesitate?"
Fellner said with a smile.
After hearing what he said, Vic was silent for a while.
The black cat on his shoulder licked its paw and looked at him with disdain: "Well... he is much more determined than you, Mr. Vic, who is greedy for money."
Hearing the black cat teasing his original choice again, Vic couldn't help but look dark.
However, he did admire Fellner's explanation.
"Now that you've asked me, it's your turn, Mr. Vic."
Fellner said, looking behind him.
"Of course." Vic shrugged and motioned for Fellner to ask any questions.
"Um… "
"Can you tell me what the connection is between you and the 'Running Giant' incident?"
When Vic heard his question, he was stunned and froze in place.
Just as Fellner was unaware of the black cat beside him, he was unaware of Fellner's unique talent.
So, when he asked this question, Vic was subconsciously stunned.
However, although it was surprising, this problem was not impossible to explain to Fellner.
But just as he was about to speak, a sudden premonition in his mind made him tremble all over, and his relaxed body quickly sat up.
"Hurry, now, we're going in!"
Vic urged, then picked up the oars and rowed hard.
At the same time, he was also mobilizing the extraordinary power in his body to push the boat towards the fog.
"You still have a chance to regret now. If you swim back from here, your chances of survival will be much greater!"
Vic yelled at him.
"Stop talking nonsense and answer my question quickly." Ferner also rowed quickly and said loudly.
Without saying a word, the two of them had entered the border fog. The originally wide sea surface was now shrouded in thick fog.
"Well, you can't regret it now."
Vic looked at Fellner and joked.
As if to confirm his statement, as soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding fog began to surge at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it seemed as if a powerful undercurrent was brewing under the sea.
A thick grey fog, a crowded, swaying boat, a dark, deep sea...
Everything seems so depressing and unsettling.
The rolling fog made the two of them lose interest in continuing the previous topic.
They turned in tacit understanding, turned their backs to each other, and looked around vigilantly.
Fellner took out the pitch-black Black Tide Mark; its heavy and cold texture made him feel a little relieved.
Vic kept moving his fingers, and the extraordinary power wrapped around them was ready to be unleashed.
"Huh..."
At this moment, both of them were extremely nervous, as if they were a taut bowstring, with enormous pressure.
The black cat seemed quite calm.
After taking a look at the Black Tide Mark in Ferner's hand, it slowly walked to the bow of the boat and sat down.
"Roar-"
Suddenly, a dull roar came from under the boat, as if coming from a terrifying monster in the deepest part of the world.
This made the two of them feel their scalps tingling.
Crash, crash!
The sea surface suddenly began to shake violently!
The two's pupils shrank, and they instantly felt an intense sense of oppression, as if their souls were placed in a freezing ice cave, unable to move.
Buzz—
Just before that, an invisible ripple suddenly appeared above the black tide mark and spread in all directions.
In an instant, this terrifying feeling of oppression disappeared as quickly as the tide on the coast.
The sea surface returned to calm again.
In just a few breaths, the two were already sweating profusely, their faces turned pale, as if they had walked through the gates of hell.
"Why, are you planning to stay here as bait?"
The black cat turned and glanced at Vic.
Hearing this, Vic suddenly reacted and quickly called on Ferner to row together.
The two of them then rowed the small wooden boat and quickly left the area.
However, they didn't know whether they would encounter dangers like the one just now in the direction of advance.
Fortunately, goddess luck seems to be on their side.
After leaving the area, although the surroundings were still shrouded in thick fog, at least there was no longer the terrifying sense of oppression as before. Instead, the silence was somewhat scary.
Apparently due to the huge danger that had suddenly appeared, the atmosphere on the boat became a little silent.
Vic suddenly broke the silence: "... Felner, have you ever heard of 'Dynasty Chasing the Sun'?"
"The Dynasty Chasing the Sun?" Fellner, who was scanning the surroundings with his mind's vision, was drawn back to his senses when he heard this. He shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."
After saying that, he continued to frown and looked around alertly.
Before joining the secret society, his experiences were limited to the bragging and chatting of the sailors in the port tavern.
And after joining the secret society... The academy did help him to become knowledgeable, but that didn't mean Fernandez had the time to learn about myths and legends, so naturally he didn't know about the Dynasty that Chased the Sun.
Vic was not surprised by Fellner's answer, but he was somewhat speechless about Fellner's reaction: "I say, at least you can pick up the conversation..."
After complaining, Vic didn't keep the question in suspense, but started telling him a story.
"In an era when dynasties emerged, stars shone, and each race shone with its own brilliance, there was a dynasty that chased the sun."
"They created a great creature called the 'Sun Chaser Giant'. The giant chased the sun to gain power, and the people of this dynasty lived on it for generations."
Fellner originally thought that Vic was just making a casual remark, but when he heard "Sun Chasing Giant", he realized that he was trying to answer his previous question.
Although he wanted to continue listening, he couldn't help but say, "... This is not the time to talk about this, right?"
Hearing this, Vic said calmly: "What are you afraid of? The danger here cannot be avoided by being more vigilant."
… Although this may sound a bit far-fetched, it is true…
In this unknown sea, how long they can survive depends purely on luck.
Thinking of this, Fellner sighed slightly: "Forget it, you continue talking, I'll listen."
Vic nodded: "The sun-chasing giant that chases the sun is a great life."
"It gains power by absorbing the power of the sun, and it can also provide nutrients for the people of the dynasty in its body."
"And there is something very special in this dynasty."
"What?" Ferner finally understood what was said and asked.
Vic didn't keep the topic secret and said directly: "Their status varies depending on the position of the dynasty's people on the Sun Chaser Giant."
"The one on the palm is the warrior of the dynasty."
"It is the ordinary people of the dynasty who keep their abdomen and body running."
"Where the head is located, there lives the minister of the dynasty who decides the direction of the Sun Chaser Titan's advance."
"And sitting on the crown of the Sun Chaser Giant..."
"It is the crown of Varissa, the king of the dynasty."
At this point, Vic paused and looked at Fellner seriously.
"Ferner, I am actually the lost king of the Sun Dynasty, the Crown of Varissa."
"… "
Hearing this, Fellner fell silent and touched his chin.
He looked at Vic and saw that he looked serious. He couldn't help but frown and thought deeply, but his frown deepened...
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