Volume 3: The Secret of the Door Chapter 40: Real and critical damage!
There is actually [Bloody Honor]?
Goethe was a little surprised.
However, this did not make Goethe relax his vigilance.
This was true even if he was holding [Lost Glory (Corruption)] in his hand.
When Nice built this residence, he must have designed some "insurance" - [Lost Glory] can make him omniscient and almost omnipotent in the waters of the "Inner Bay".
But places without sea water are much worse.
And the 'residence' in front of us must have similar places.
Buzz!
The trident in Goethe's hand trembled slightly.
Immediately, the ocean current in front of him automatically parted.
A 'road' appeared.
Click!
The door of Nice's 'residence' disguised as a reef was opened.
quack!
A [Second-level Blood Crow Spirit] flew directly in.
A carpet-like search.
When a trap scroll was found by the [Lesser Blood Crow Spirit], Goethe did not enter immediately, but sent out more [Lesser Blood Crow Spirits] to expand the search range.
This is because, although this trap scroll is good, it can also threaten powerful people at the legendary level.
but……
To Goethe it was a little too obvious.
Not hidden enough.
Or rather, not cruel enough.
Ten minutes later, Goethe found three more trap scrolls one hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters, and two hundred meters underground in this 'residence'.
Moreover, it was triggered in a chain.
If one of them is triggered, all of them will be triggered.
Then, anyone who enters this 'residence' will be reduced to ashes along with the three traps.
With his extraordinary knowledge of the occult, Goethe discerned very clearly the nature of the chain traps, which were more powerful and sophisticated than the previous trap scrolls.
[Flame Trap: The disguised Nice once studied in Yatuk. At that time, he was attracted by Yatuk's scrolls, gunpowder, machinery, etc., and wanted to learn more about them, but he got nothing. Yatuk had a different security measure, which made him return empty-handed. He could only rely on the superficial knowledge he learned to create this seemingly plausible trap; Effect: When accidentally stepped on, it will trigger a "crazy" level explosion trap with a radius of 30 meters]
[Flame Trap II (X3): After years of research, Nice modified the original 'Flame Trap' and created a new trap that can stack power and blast at a fixed point, but it is still not as flexible and changeable as the technology of Yatuk in his memory; Effect: After being accidentally triggered, three traps will explode at your location, forming a 100-meter radius of 'Destroy' level power, and will then form a 'Frenzy' level flame, burning for 10 seconds]
(Note 1: This is a handmade product of Nice and cannot be brought into the secret realm)
(Note 2: To use it, you must follow the steps of 'Placement' → 'Trigger')
(Note 3: The trap is disposable and cannot be reused)
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"Yatuk?"
Goethe looked at the textual explanation and murmured to himself.
He had a deep memory of the emerging kingdom of Yatuk.
It's not just the opponent's so-called invincible fleet.
And the other party has the courage to challenge the old empire of Rudes.
More importantly, the opponent's 'challenge' was successful, establishing the name of the 'Invincible Fleet'.
This is enough to prove the power of Yatuk.
However, it was somewhat different from the power he knew. While Yatuk continued to study the 'scientific side', he did not give up on the 'mysterious side'. According to his uncle, Yatuk should have taken a new path, otherwise, he would not have been able to successfully challenge Rudes.
Thinking of the curious expression on the Grand Duke of the North's face when he spoke, Goethe also felt a little curious.
What kind of power would that be?
Then Goethe shook his head.
If he had time, he would definitely go to Yatuk to take a look.
In fact, it’s not just Yatuk.
Liddell and Rudes, he will go too.
He would even go to the 'new world' that is further away.
But that was later.
Now?
Of course, it was to take inventory of Nice’s property.
Is there anything more satisfying than killing the enemy?
Of course, the enemy left behind a rich fortune!
Goethe walked into Nice's 'residence'.
A huge building that looked like a palace appeared in front of Goethe.
The flat stone slabs and two rows of bronze brackets in a curved shape, dragging a round tray containing lamp oil, created a bright light that not only illuminated the entire front square, but also formed a "light" corridor.
Colorful corals and pearls the size of pigeon eggs are spread under your feet, giving this corridor a sense of luxury.
But it is far inferior to that palace!
Made entirely of gold!
hiss!
Goethe looked at the palace and finally understood what splendor meant.
Then he immediately started calculating.
"How rich is this?"
"If I change to Jin Ke, can I add a billion more points of 'good luck'?"
"Then……"
"May all your wishes come true?"
"Ten wishes first?"
As Goethe thought about it, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.
Slurp!
The next moment, he sucked his saliva back.
"Calm down! Calm down!"
"My [Wish Come True] is not so easy to achieve. Once it enters the cooldown period, it will take a year. I might as well... touch this real gold more!"
"Say no more!"
"Mine! Mine! All mine!"
"I will definitely make proper arrangements!"
Goethe told himself.
But the pace is getting faster and faster.
The first trap, and the subsequent chain traps, are all within this 'corridor'.
It will be triggered as long as you step into this 'corridor'.
And moving forward outside the 'corridor'?
It is triggered immediately.
There is no way to escape the disaster.
However, those were other people. Goethe, who had already eliminated the danger, trotted to the front of the Golden Palace. He raised his hand and touched the golden pillar that required three people to hug together, and the corners of his mouth grinned again.
"Hey, hey, hey, oh my... huh? Liar! Damn liar!"
Goethe suddenly burst into a loud curse.
Because he found that the 'touch' was not right.
With his own obsession, instinct, and over a hundred [bodies], Goethe can always deeply explore things that others cannot find. Therefore, when Goethe placed his hand on the golden pillar that required three people to hug, he immediately found something wrong.
The golden pillars are indeed made of gold.
But inside...
But it's stone!
Goethe touched other golden pillars, walls, roofs , eaves and all the "gold" he could touch in his sight, but they were all "covered with gold"!
Goethe, who still didn't believe it, raised his hand and grabbed the [Blood Blade], and cut a corner under an inconspicuous golden pillar.
Bang !
The next moment, [Blood Slaughter Blade] fell to the ground.
Buzz!
[Blood Slaughter Blade] Full of grievances!
Throw me down again!
It’s not my fault!
The sound of the sword rang in Goethe's ears, but Goethe paid no attention to it. At this moment -
Goethe Wayne, a master of eating skewers, a conscientious and responsible cleaner, a person who is about to retire but has traveled through time, a person who is good at cracking open bottles, a person who hides his name, the only survivor of the Wayne family, the fourth heir to the North, the real owner of the Inner Bay, the target of potential maids, the friend of a policewoman with a dual identity, the creator of a crazy female doctor, the friend of a cold female swordsman, the friend of female puppets, the supreme ruler of the 'College', has fallen to the bottom of his life.
Is there anything more cruel than not having what you want?
Of course, you think you have obtained it, but it is actually illusory.
“Ha, haha.”
"The bubbles under the sun are colorful, just like me who was deceived and is happy..."
“Fake! Fake!”
“They’re all fake!”
"Damn you Ness, just wait!"
"Do you think it's over when you die?"
Squatting in front of the gold-clad hall, Goethe let out a sinister laugh, and the blade of the [Blood Blade] beside him shook and almost jumped up.
Then, it shrank back.
It tried not to draw Goethe's attention.
But it's useless.
The next moment, Goethe picked up the [Blood Blade] and flicked it with his finger.
Bang!
Buzz!
Why are you playing me again?
Am I right?
【Blood Slaughter Blade】Full of grievances.
"Where's the scabbard? Why aren't you wearing it?"
Goethe said as he played the piano again.
Bang!
Buzz!
[Blood Slaughter Blade] felt even more wronged.
It was you who threw away the scabbard!
It wasn't me who threw it!
"I told you not to remind me! I told you not to remind me!"
Goethe then played it twice more vigorously.
Snap, snap!
Buzz!
[Blood Slaughter Blade] was so aggrieved that he almost cried. At that time, there was no [Sword Breathing Method] and they had no way of communicating like they do now. How could it remind them?
The extremely aggrieved [Blood Slaughter Blade] shook the sword body, and the scarlet sword body emitted a faint gravitational force.
Immediately, a scabbard flew out from the hall and fit perfectly on the sword.
But just after finishing all this——
Bang!
Buzz!
[Blood Slaughter Blade] was hit again.
What happened again?
I have a scabbard!
"You're allowed to wear a scabbard! You're allowed to wear a scabbard!"
Goethe said .
Suddenly, [Blood Slaughter Blade] felt like he was about to become autistic.
It immediately stopped moving, choosing to let Goethe arrange it.
Immediately, Goethe felt that he and [Blood Slaughter Blade] were becoming closer.
There is even a feeling of being inseparable.
"Is this the extremely difficult 'Oneness of Man and Sword' mentioned in the [Sword Breathing Technique]?"
"seem……"
“It’s not that difficult, is it?”
Goethe muttered to himself, then he tore off the scabbard, threw it aside, and took back the [Blood Slaughter Blade] - of course, he also flicked it again.
What should you do when you are in a bad mood?
Naturally, it is stress-relieving.
There are many ways to decompress.
For example: singing, sports.
Another example: pinching instant noodles
However, Goethe found that none of these were as comfortable as playing [Blood Slaughter Blade].
after all……
【Blood Slaughter Blade】There is feedback!
Goethe, feeling much better, walked into the gilded palace.
As Nice turned his residence into a palace, the interior of the palace was naturally furnished in a royal manner, with velvet carpets, family flags, emblems, portraits, a golden throne, etc. hanging on the walls.
Goethe did not recognize the family banner.
The portrait is of Nice himself.
The Golden Throne was Goethe's greatest comfort.
Because it is pure gold.
After sitting on it and comforting his wounded heart a little, Goethe walked back - [Second-level Blood Crow Spirit] had already completely explored the way.
The entire palace can be divided into four parts.
A front hall, a back hall, and two side halls.
The front hall is where Goethe just came from.
One of the two side halls is similar to a study, and the other is similar to a laboratory.
The rear hall is used as a combination of bedroom and collection room.
It looks good, but in Goethe's opinion it feels a bit "pretentious, but not very good".
Thinking again of the gilded palace, the unimpressive family crest, the flag, and Nice's self-portrait, Goethe immediately had a new evaluation of Nice.
"You must have had a hard time."
"Otherwise, it would be impossible to be so vain."
"You made up a non-existent family and let yourself live in a gold-covered palace. You want your descendants to worship you, but... you don't even have a girlfriend."
Thinking of the 'Deception of Nice', Goethe became extremely venomous.
He strode into the side hall where the books were stored.
He wanted to check if there was more knowledge and information about 'them' in the books in Nice's collection that he didn't know about.
The side hall where the books were stored was extremely large, as big as a football field. Hundreds of bookshelves were arranged here in different categories, and each bookshelf started from the ground and went up to the ceiling. Goethe took a quick look and found that there were at least 20,000 to 30,000 books - but fortunately, Nice had marked them all.
For example: He wrote 'diary' on the books.
Who of the serious people writes a diary?
Goethe curled his lips.
However, I still took out the first diary.
After quickly reading it, Goethe immediately confirmed his previous guess.
Nice just wanted to prepare for future generations to worship him.
The whole diary is full of boasting and boasting.
However, it is not completely useless.
At least Goethe knew many things about Nice's life, and there was also some useful information -
I recently received an interesting message from those guys.
That guy Modeus is actually dead!
I originally wanted to have a fair fight with him!
…
Modus' body was not found, but the bloodline of his descendants is very interesting, and many of us have our eyes on this guy's bloodline.
cruel?
No!
Modeus is a sinner, and there should be no mercy for such a guy, but I still made a mistake. I was so careless that I let one of his bloodlines go.
I hope he is safe.
…
I am not interested in dividing up Modus's property. I just want to know his 'path'. After all, he has created something new like a 'profession', which is something that Rudes, Lidar, Yatuk, Fapol and even the outer sea do not have. It is almost on par with me who controls the inner bay.
…
Interesting, new stuff!
[Profession] It is like a fusion of Rudes's 'Ringwraith' power, Lidar's pursuit of the peak of 'skills', and Yatuk's 'new mysterious power'. In addition, he can inherit a lot of power through blood like Fabol.
I am looking forward to his path even more.
…
No?
Actually not?
How is this possible?
…
I didn't find Modeus's path, but I found my path. Although I borrowed a little power from props, I finally understood what those guys meant by "path".
Extreme!
It’s just a new cohesion after the extreme!
How could this possibly stump me?
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purity?
Tsk!
Do you really think I don’t know?
How could I, the real ruler of Neiwan, not know!
…
The organization is changing its name.
The original name has been hidden.
Everyone is referred to as 'they'.
Moreover, it must be kept secret.
Oh.
I knew it...
…
The diary ended here. Nice had originally written something, but then he tore off half a page.
I even tore off the last few pages just to be on the safe side.
Goethe frowned.
"What happened? Why did 'they' hide their original names and choose to remain secret?"
Goethe thought and picked up the next diary.
But there are no clues.
He quickly flipped through Ness's diary.
There were no clues in more than thirty books.
This made Goethe frown even more.
Just as Goethe was about to continue his search—
He suddenly saw a naval battle about to break out in the inner bay.
On one side was the Fapore navy that was chasing closely, and on the other side was the second daughter of the Tulip family who was fleeing frantically.
When Goethe saw the two warring parties clearly, he narrowed his eyes.
He raised his hand and a trident immediately appeared in his hand. After lightly tapping the ground, Goethe turned into a wave and disappeared on the spot.
