I Have a Sailing Game

Chapter 512 - 301: The Lamp of Fate, Kizi Approaches (Double-Length)

Perhaps it’s because of Argongos, this Lie Worm...

Between it and Rogel, if you talk about hatred, it doesn’t count, if you talk about connection, it’s not deep.

To achieve its goals, it must drag Rogel into this game.

Yet, in this process, it hasn’t done anything heinous, and it even offered Rogel help.

Rogel can’t bring himself to like it, overall feelings leaning towards dislike.

But, all in all, after calling out its name for so long, it can barely be called a friend.

Rogel crossed his arms, gazing at the sea, pondering something unknown.

...

The Gelin set sail toward Rose Island.

On the ship, Rogel asked Doyle many questions, most of them about Argongos.

After all, it had laid many traps for Rogel along the way, some problems that baffled Rogel’s mind.

However, most were now answered one by one by Doyle.

For instance, that unlucky Black Brick Pirate Captain was also tricked by Argongos, originally living well outside, only to inexplicably fall into the trap of the Five Great Seas, used by Argongos to dig pits for Rogel...

And its purpose wasn’t to have Rogel find and kill him according to the contract’s content.

"The contract doesn’t matter; Argongos’s purpose is merely to use it as a medium to draw you into this line."

Doyle explained.

"Argongos’s treasury contains many things."

"The most powerful among them is that lamp."

"It belongs to the same tier as the Judgment Balance, and it’s related to destiny."

"Many judgments Argongos made about you and others are related to that lamp."

"However, that lamp seems to have negative effects..."

At these words, Rogel furrowed his brow slightly.

Argongos indeed possesses magical items related to destiny.

Actually, aside from the Judgment Balance.

Argongos also has a fixed treasury, with many items, all its treasures from before, otherwise it couldn’t accomplish certain things.

And this treasury, in the mist, Argongos can freely come and go with its power.

However, after Argongos’s death, Doyle couldn’t achieve this.

This left Rogel quite disappointed.

But he hasn’t completely dismissed the idea.

"Inside the boundary mist..."

Rogel squinted slightly.

He wanted to see for himself what Doyle described about that lamp.

However, before that, he has other matters to resolve.

...

Drizzling rain, cold sea winds blowing.

Scot Region, outer sea.

The fleet from the Kizi Church was aggressively heading towards the Scot Region.

Leading the fleet was a peculiar ship, its cabin very large.

This ship had the fewest believers and knights.

This is because it carries something slightly known among those with some status in the Kizi Church, an existence filling people with terrifying fear and trembling...

Disease of Excessive Desire · Desire Curse.

"Ah..."

Continuous painful screams were coming from the large cabin, undeniably from a Kizi Church nun.

With her screams, there was also a beast-like low excited roar.

The Bishop of the Kizi Church standing on deck, hearing these sounds, felt his skin crawl, his body trembling.

He couldn’t imagine the horrors of cruel torture the nun inside the cabin was enduring.

"Whew..."

The Bishop Kizi exhaled, closed his eyes, placed his hand on his heart, reciting the church laws, trying to soothe his mood.

Bang!

The sound of flesh exploding accompanied by screams made him shudder.

Creak...

The enormous door pushed open.

The terrifying silhouette of the Desire Curse emerged, its body smeared with fresh blood, a faint blood pool spreading underfoot.

Thump... Thump...

Heavy footsteps began slowly sounding.

The Bishop Kizi forcibly suppressed his inner fear, humbly stepped forward, obsequiously approaching, and ordered nearby believers to clean up the filth.

Soon, a corpse covered with pustules, sores, split into two halves with a pink disease aura was dragged out.

The Desire Curse seemed unsatisfied.

It squinted, glanced at the Bishop Kizi in front of it, revealing an inexplicable smile.

"You seem very devout, your body quite sturdy."

Listening to the praise from the Desire Curse.

Instead of joy, what rose in the Bishop Kizi was visible terror.

But the Desire Curse was indifferent, speaking in an undeniable tone, pointing to the cabin behind.

"You, get inside."

At these words, the Bishop Kizi’s face turned pale, his legs trembled uncontrollably.

Luckily, at this time, a tall Kizi Knight approached, kneeling, reporting.

"Report to the Divine Favor, a Black Tide Secret Society ship spotted ahead."

Upon hearing this, the Bishop Kizi felt a sudden relief, exhaling.

The Desire Curse snorted coldly, glancing at him.

Since the target had appeared, it had no interest in continuing to have fun.

"Approach."

The Desire Curse commanded indifferently.

It needed no strategy nor tactic.

The purpose of this visit was singular, to utterly destroy the ignorant Black Tide Secret Society.

In this world.

Absolute strength constitutes the strongest strategy!

"Yes!"

The Kizi Knight swiftly took orders, starting to command the surrounding fleet, drawing closer to the Black Tide Secret Society ship ahead.

The immense, terrifying body of the Desire Curse stood on the bow deck, eyes fixed afar, gleaming with cruelty.

...

Soon, the Kizi Church fleet approached the Black Tide Secret Society ship.

Even though not far away, the Kizi believers could only observe some blurry ship forms, while more specific details were shrouded in vague black mist.

But they saw the general situation clearly.

It wasn’t a fleet, just a small sailboat enveloped in black mist...

"What... is the Black Tide Secret Society trying to pull?"

The Bishop Kizi briefly forgot the fear of the Desire Curse, baffled.

"Tsk, feigning mysticism."

The Desire Curse scoffed, its body swelling, revealing densely packed holes like a honeycomb, causing scalp tingling.

Thick pink mist spouted from them, accompanied by pink creatures like skinless lizards.

In moments, these odd creatures turned from pink to red, appearing bloody.

They floated in the air, wrapping the mist toward that ship.

During this moment, the Desire Curse unleashed powerful Tier Power, storming towards the small ship.

Soon, the small ship was easily crushed.

The small ship’s wreck turned into black tide, quietly drifting on the sea.

No signs of life above.

"Divine Favor is indeed wise and brave, effortlessly crushing the Black Tide..."

The Bishop Kizi buttered up, yet was abruptly interrupted by the Desire Curse’s penetrating stare.

The Desire Curse coldly stared at the black tide across, eyes filled with intense killing intent.

It was clueless about the Black Tide Secret Society’s plan.

It only knew this was its greatest provocation!

"I will kill you all..."

Desire Curse uttered slowly, each word blazing with violent rage in its eyes.

Though, it’s evident the ones from the Black Tide Secret Society couldn’t hear these words.

The Kizi Church members, however, heard it crystal clear.

They felt chilled to the bone, inwardly wailing, anxious and fearful.

As Desire Curse burned with anger.

Its gaze once more spotted new Black Tide Secret Society ships ahead.

Desire Curse’s eyes turned cold, instantly unleashed power to destroy them.

Yet, this didn’t end.

Following was the second wave, the third wave fleet right behind.

The quantity of ships steadily increased, and the black mist grew thicker!