Chapter 517: The Massacred Island
There was a humming sound from the harbor.
Various machines and porters are busy at the port.
The black curtain of the sky was suddenly torn apart, revealing the daytime. The switch between black and white was so rapid.
Even if everyone is already used to it, they will still squint slightly at this time, and it takes a while to get used to it.
Alka and the others also woke up from their sleep.
Today everyone is still free to move around, but Alka himself is going to the Church of Our Lady on the mountainside.
"Wait, I'll go with you."
Jason just came over and said quickly.
After all, Jason also believes in the Virgin Mary, and he also wants to see what the Cathedral of Our Lady looks like.
Alka nodded, and with Lucilia sitting on her shoulders, she pulled Xiadeti down from the boat.
We crossed the street and arrived at the foot of the mountain.
The steps between the rocks extend upward one by one, winding around and around.
Early in the morning, I saw some believers of the Virgin Mary climbing the mountain.
Akar and the others walked up the stairs.
There was ordinary woods all around until they walked upward, bypassing various undulations and areas that blocked their view.
What they saw was a huge golden wheat field stretching into the distance on the hillside. At the top of the wheat field, they saw the Cathedral of Our Lady built on a sunken platform.
The statue of the Virgin Mary stands in front of the church, so conspicuous.
Alka and the others followed.
I walked up the stairs towards the church with the believers around me.
Soon they passed through the wheat field and arrived at the platform.
Looking at the statue of the Virgin Mary in front of me.
Everyone crossed their hands and prayed silently.
Then we came to the prayer hall in front.
Many believers have already taken their seats.
Alka and his friends were sitting at the rear.
The first prayer in the morning did not take long, only about 10 minutes.
Except for some devout believers, most of the believers who came up in the first batch began to leave one after another.
A priest in robes came up to them.
"My Lords, please follow me."
Alka and the others nodded and followed him.
Go through the small door next to it and come to the back. You can see a smaller wheat field behind, but the wheat ears here look more golden.
You can feel that these ears of wheat are not ordinary ears of wheat, but you can feel the breath of the Virgin Mary on them.
There is a stone table at the edge of the wheat field.
Beside the stone table, a knight in heavy armor was holding his chin, waiting there bored.
There was a young pastor next to him, who seemed to be chatting with him about something.
Then they saw Alka and others and stood up.
"You must be Alka, nice to meet you. You are a little different from what I expected." The middle-aged knight looked at Alka, smiled and stretched out his hand.
Finally, he shook Alka's hand and said, "My name is Rosk, who will temporarily manage this church."
A knight manages the church. Alka nodded with some confusion.
A cathedral like this usually has an archbishop who stays here almost all the time and presides over things around him.
After all, the area covered by a cathedral is very large, and a large area is handled by the cathedral.
“This is Saint Gadri of the Blessed Virgin.”
After hearing the introduction, Gadri looked at Alka and nodded as if to show his acquaintance.
Then Alka introduced Xiadaiti and others. Everyone sat down and gathered around the stone table. The breeze blew through the wheat fields, bringing a rustling sound and the fragrance of rice.
Alka blinked and took a look at the knight named Rosk, and found that his strength had reached the initial stage of the eighth stage.
This person could be called a strong man, a strong man who could become a god. However, the light spots flashing on his body were three golden and one orange. Obviously, was still short of a scepter-level treasure and a crown-level treasure.
But what puzzled Alka was that it was a bit strange that a character of such strength did not go to World Scar.
The pocket ring in Rosk's hand flashed and a small box appeared in his hand. He then put it on the table and pushed it in front of Alka.
"Inside is the location of the Trial Island and the token shown to the guarding knights above. You must keep it safe."
Alka opened the lid and looked at the contents, then nodded and put the box away after making sure everything was correct.
In this way, their main purpose of coming here has been achieved.
After the main purpose was achieved, Alka looked at Rosk in front of him and asked, “Excuse me, is there any latest news about World Scar?
We have been sailing at sea and have basically no access to intelligence, so we want to know."
Hearing Alka's words, Rosk nodded, then turned to look at Gadari next to him.
Gadre looked at Alka and said, "The information we have is a bit outdated. If possible, you can wait for the latest news and it will be delivered in a while."
As he spoke, he looked at the hourglass in his hand to confirm the time.
Hearing this, Alka nodded. If it only took a short while, there was no need to rush.
"I heard that you killed Nargaro, the son of the sea god? Is it true?" Rossk suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Alka and the others were a little surprised. After all, the island where they killed Narros was very hidden. You know, it was chosen by him himself.
A secret place where he could hide from his father's pursuit.
Logically speaking, the only one who knows about it should be Poseidon himself, but unexpectedly, even the people of the Church of Our Lady know about it?
Has the intelligence become so strong?
But there was nothing to hide, so Alka nodded in acknowledgement.
“That’s amazing.”
At this time, Gadry looked at Alka and asked, "If you don't mind, could you please tell me about the process. Of course, it's not me who needs it, but the people in the Storm Church of the Sea God who need the information.
They only found traces of battle on the island, and received accurate information from the gods about the death of the son of the sea god, but they needed to know the process. "
Hearing this, Alka nodded. There was nothing to hide.
Then he and Jason told the whole story in detail.
"So that's how it is." The two people in front nodded.
Just after the conversation, a golden light flew over and fell into Gadari's hands. They knew that this thing was a way of transmitting information within the Holy Mother Church.
Otherwise, if we rely entirely on manpower to deliver letters in a place as vast as the Infinite Ocean, it would take too long.
So when Gadry opened the envelope and checked the information inside, everyone closed their mouths and looked at him carefully. Then they saw Gadry, whose increasingly ugly expression basically confirmed that the situation at the front was very bad.
Gadari stretched out his hand and the paper in his hand turned into several pieces, which then floated into the hands of everyone present.
Alka took it and looked at the information carefully.
The general content is that the number of demons is beyond imagination, and even with a steady stream of support, the situation on the front line is very bleak.
Even though they built thicker walls, constructed one line of defense after another, and had already begun defensive offensives against demons.
The newly built line of defense they had built closest to the interior had been completely destroyed.
The casualties approached tens of thousands.
You have to know that those who can participate in the battle are all members of the third stage, and tens of thousands of casualties are already an outrageous number.
And demons are still pouring out, and there are many more demons that are not recorded.
The most fatal problem is that the rift in the world is still expanding. As it gets bigger, the combat power these demons can exert becomes stronger.
Looking at this information, Alka couldn't help but sigh.
Because his dream kingdom has been constantly strengthening its stability, but there is still no way.
Continue looking down.
There is a piece of news that I don’t know whether it is good or bad.
Elpike, a member of the Holy Machine Church, consumed his scepter-class treasure to complete a ritual.
Now the entire world scar has become an area of absolutely stable space.
All spatial movement is prohibited here, and even the wounds of the world's scars have stopped the ability to continue expanding outward.
The entire ritual is almost fixed under the energy of a specific treasure.
Even though it is still permeated by the breath of the abyss, this extremely exhausting ritual can at least last for a long time.
This is the only good news in this whole message.
But the problem is that with such a large area, even if the demons poured out of it, the people on the front line were already retreating step by step.
Looking further down, you will see a list of names posted.
A list of victims.
Perhaps because it was sent to the Church of Our Lady, the names listed on it were all members of the Church.
Alka saw several familiar names on it.
Among them was Linton, a battle maniac who had a good relationship with Pororo and also died in this battle.
Looking at the information and list above, Alka sighed slightly, folded it and put it in his pocket.
Although the exit to the abyss will not continue to expand, its current size is sufficient to transport enough demonic forces to the World Scar.
The first line of defense has been broken, and the second line of defense is the former anti-magic wall.
I just don’t know how long this city wall can last.
Basically everyone knows that it is impossible to last for hundreds of years as before, and the city wall may be overwhelmed by demons in a year or two.
Sure enough, it's all bad news.
Moreover, as the fighting on the front lines becomes more and more intense, more and more people will be consumed, and by then there will be no more manpower resources available to replenish them.
It's now a real meat grinder.
"Damn it, this guy Alpick should have let me go." Rosk said angrily as he slammed the paper on the table.
From the tone of his voice, it was obvious that he knew this man called Alpick.
Alka was glad that he was at the front and had never heard of such a name.
Lucilia whispered in Alka's ear: "All the strong men from the Seed of Life and the Holy Machine Church are going to support us this time.
This Elpike should be the person in charge of the Holy Machine Church here."
Hearing this, Alka nodded, probably he understood.
Gadri then received another message saying something in Rosk's ear.
Both of them stood up helplessly.
"I'm sorry, everyone. Due to the problems on the front line, we have a lot of things to deal with right now. I can't entertain you anymore. I'll buy you a drink next time."
Rosk said, and upon hearing this, Alka waved his hand.
"If there is anything I can do to help, please feel free to tell us. We won't bother you anymore."
Both parties nodded and said goodbye, then the two men left in a hurry.
Alka and others also walked back down along the mountain road.
Soon everyone returned to the boat.
The Sound of Dawn sailed directly out of the port and headed towards its destination.
Alka's men stood on the deck, looking at the towering mountain that was gradually shrinking.
"Linton is dead, what a pity. He was a rare warrior." Porro said as he looked at the information in his hand.
The news from World Scar put everyone in a bad mood.
Because there are many people they are familiar with on the list of casualties of the Holy Mother Church alone, not to mention those of other forces.
Silently facing the sea breeze.
Looking at the sea ahead.
Everyone took out bottles of wine and started pouring them into the sea. This was the only memorial they could do.
…
It didn't take long for Alka and his friends to reach the location on the map.
The tall trial tower could be seen from afar.
"Well, there is another Trial Tower. This will be the fourth one once we collect all the data." Jason said with a smile, looking at him in the distance.
Alka nodded: "That way we have collected 1/3."
It took nearly two years.
Or it’s because the first three towers are closer to each other.
A gentle breeze blew in.
The bright sky was suddenly covered by a curtain.
Into the darkness.
Tonight's sky is filled with a full moon and a galaxy of stars.
It seems that tonight is a good time for Xia Daiti to meditate.
Suddenly, Alka frowned and sniffed the air gently.
Before Alka could say anything or think, Urulius, who was not far away, shouted, "Is there a smell of blood? A strong smell of blood, it's human blood."
Hearing this, everyone immediately frowned.
The fact that it can be carried so far by the sea breeze shows that the smell of blood is strong enough.
After all, although Urulius is a giant dragon, his sense of smell is not that strong, it is just slightly stronger than theirs.
Then Urulius sniffed gently and pointed in the direction of the Trial Tower in the distance.
"It's on the island."
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.
"Something may have happened. There is a group of knights guarding the Trial Island."
"Xadaiti, Jason, and Urulius will take us with them. The rest of you will be on guard on the ship and will come quickly."
Alka ordered immediately.
Everyone nodded.
Urulius transformed into a dragon and flapped her wings gently. Clouds gathered around her, dragging Alka and the others along with her as they flew towards the island.
Soon everyone arrived at the edge of the island, and to be on the safe side, they landed directly on the edge of the island.
If we rush in directly, we will be at a disadvantage if there is an ambush.
The moment Xia Daiti landed, silver ripples quickly spread from her feet to the distance, with a range so large that it almost covered the entire island.
The smell of blood in the air is extremely pungent.
Moreover, the smell of blood is fresh enough and not stale, which means that the blood has just flowed out not long ago.
Half a day at most.
With such a strong smell of blood, these so-called knights are probably in great danger.
The three of them dispersed slightly and moved forward quickly.
“No feedback from living creatures… Dead bodies were detected… There were 18 bodies in total, and they were dressed like knights of the Church of Our Lady.
That matches exactly the number of knights we know of here."
Xia Daiti has already received feedback from the fluctuations.
Soon everyone saw the first body.
This was an ordinary knight, whose strength was only about the third stage when he was alive. There was a bloody hole in his chest, and blood was flowing out. The heart that was taken out had been crushed and thrown aside.
He was killed in an instant, without any power to resist, and from the front.
He died with his eyes wide open.
There are ripples in the feedback again.
"It's a demon. There is a demon on the island."
The detection part of Xiadaiti detected the demon's whereabouts.
"Why can't I smell the breath of the abyss?" Urulius asked curiously.
Urulius was very sensitive to the breath of the abyss, so there was no way she couldn't smell it if there was a demon here.
In response, Xia Daiti just shook his head.
Finally, everyone passed by the corpse and walked quickly towards the bottom of the tower.
Corpses appeared one after another beside them. None of the knights had the ability to resist. All of them were killed in one blow. There was almost no sign of fighting around them.
Stationed here is a team of Wheat Ear Knights and two ordinary knight squads.
The strength of an ordinary knight squad is at stage three, and the strength of the wheat ear knights is mostly around stage four.
Being able to kill a fourth-stage being in an instant, the demon’s strength must be at least at the sixth stage.
Thinking of the sixth stage and the demon, Alka frowned instantly.
There is no breath of the abyss in the sixth stage, and it has come here.
"Could it be... the Devouring Mouth?"
"Congratulations, you got it right!"
