Chapter 814: Disappeared

The long sigh that sounded from deep within the cathedral had left the

back muscles of Klein and Alger tense as they were pumped with

adrenaline.

Without any hesitation, Klein's left glove turned transparent as he

vanished, appearing beside The Hanged Man.

As he reached out to grab his shoulder, Senor also picked up the

jellyfish-like Beyonder characteristic and, with the help of mirror

leap, returned back to the gold coin inside the iron cigar case.

Right on the heels of that, Klein's and Alger's bodies turned

incorporeal and invisible, leaving the catacombs silent again.

The two of them were directly teleported into midair a distance away.

Their figures came into existence amidst the shadows of the clouds and

the crimson moonlight.

Subconsciously, Klein and Alger turned their heads in unison to look at

the primitive island, wishing to know if any changes would happen to it.

When they heard that sigh, they had relied on their instincts and

experience to immediately escape despite not sensing any actual danger.

Now, they couldn't help but feel curious and puzzled.

In their vision, the thick mist that cloaked the primitive island had

quickly dispersed. The moonlight shone straight down without anything

obstructing it.

Amidst howling winds, Klein and Alger floated in midair as they saw the

primitive island's present state through the sparse mist.

It had vanished.

This primitive island that had a demigod feathered serpent and all kinds

of Beyonder creatures had vanished!

The region it was in had dark-blue seawater which was almost black was

ebbing slightly. Nothing appeared out of the ordinary!

Alger couldn't help but reach his hand into his pocket where he touched

the six-winged gargoyle's core crystal that had left his mind sluggish.

If not for his battle spoils still being in existence, he would've

suspected if it was all a dream. He wondered if he and Gehrman Sparrow

had somewhat gotten lost, that they hadn't found the real primitive

island, and ended up completing the exploration in their dreams.

Klein had similar thoughts as well. He even felt as though he was

hallucinating. After all, a giant island with so many powerful creatures

that hid secrets from mythical times couldn't just vanish without a

word. Even the seawater didn't show any corresponding signs of its

existence.

*Thankfully, I didn't hesitate at all and chose to immediately escape.

Otherwise, Mr. Hanged Man and I might really vanish, never to be found

again...* Klein suddenly felt a deep sense of joy. He didn't

dare stay any longer as he activated Traveling once again and vanished

with Alger as they traversed the spirit world.

And the final scene of this body of water that froze in their eyes was

of mist spreading once again with increasing density.

After another Teleportation, Klein and Alger returned to the deserted

island. They stood on a reef and watched the waves strike the shore

loudly.

Alger looked around and heaved a silent sigh of relief. He took out the

core crystal of the six-winged gargoyle and said, "This is a shared

spoil of war. You get to choose first."

After weighing the matter, he considered the six-winged gargoyle to be a

monster that the duo had killed together. As for the three deceased

bodies, they were solely Gehrman Sparrow's.

Klein didn't directly respond. He made Senor float beside him as he took

out the Tyrant card, the brown soil Beyonder characteristic, and the

jellyfish-like Beyonder characteristic. The latter was suspected to be

that of an Ocean Songster's.

After doing all of this, he said, "One battle. I'll choose first.

Thrice."

He meant that in the battle the duo faced, they had fought three

deceased bodies and a six-winged gargoyle. He had contributed greatly in

the entire battle, so the spoils of war received in the tomb belonged to

the pool.

Of course, based on the contributions, Gehrman Sparrow had the right to

choose first and choose three consecutive times.

Alger was taken aback as he gained a new understanding of the crazy

adventurer. He then nodded.

"Okay."

Klein immediately reached his hand towards his marionette and calmly

took the Tyrant card with Roselle's face on it.

"This counts as twice."

With the Card of Blasphemy, along with the Sea God Scepter, he could

barely be considered a fake demigod when taking action in his Spirit

Body state.

This was also very useful when acting as Sea God.

Of course, the greatest value the Tyrant card provided was the

High-Sequence potion formulas of the Storm pathway, as well as the

subtle ability to sense the ingredients needed after reaching Sequence

4.

And it was precisely because of this that Klein didn't wait till they

returned to the City of Generosity, Bayam, to split the spoils of war.

He was afraid that the Tyrant card would directly attract Sea King Jahn

Kottman.

It's up to you to say how many times it counts... Alger didn't

retort, nor did he plan on objecting to Gehrman Sparrow's claim. He

watched as Gehrman reached for the jellyfish-like Beyonder

characteristic which likely corresponded to Ocean Songster.

To Klein, it could be used to create a mystical item in the Storm

domain; thus, replacing the Murloc Cufflink that had been taken away by

Admiral Hell. It could also be bestowed to the Rorsted Archipelago's

Resistance in the future to raise their survivability at sea. Of course,

the condition was that they had greatly pleased Sea God.

Putting away the Tyrant card and the jellyfish-like Beyonder

characteristic, Klein glanced at The Hanged Man, indicating that it was

his turn to choose.

Alger deliberated and said, "Can I choose the Sequence 4 potion formula

from that Card of Blasphemy?"

"No problem." Klein nodded without much of an expression. "I'll give it

to you in the future."

Although the Tyrant card had been activated, using it was bound to cause

quite a stir. Therefore, to be safe, Klein planned on heading above the

gray fog to study it after he returned to Backlund.

"Alright." Even with Alger's stateliness, he couldn't help but smile.

After this adventure, once his digestion of the Ocean Songster was

almost done, he could showcase his strength and take the path of being

advanced by the Church. When the time came, drinking an additional

potion wasn't a big problem. Even if he didn't give birth to a child,

just time alone could allow him to resolve the matter completely. The

key obstacle was that going from Sequence 5 to Sequence 4 was a

qualitative transformation. It was a sublimation of life's natural

order. Countless Ocean Songsters in the Church of Storms had worked hard

for decades, but they had failed to obtain an opportunity. Alger didn't

believe that he, as a mixed-blood, one who had promoted himself from a

servant, would receive any special treatment. He felt that not being

ostracized was already something to be happy about, a result of his

ability to build social ties.

Furthermore, in the Church, the potion was directly given for the

advancement to Sequence 4. There was no advanced understanding of the

formula or its preparation. For Alger to gain an advantage in this

intense competition, he had to have other ideas apart from being ranked

within the top three in terms of contributions.

His present line of thought was to kill a famous pirate. From him, he

could "obtain" the Cataclysmic Interrer's potion formula. Then, he could

let the clues point towards the mutated deceased body in the primitive

island. It was likely a powerful pirate who had once been active at sea

before suddenly vanishing.

This way, the upper echelons of the Church of Storms would definitely

suspect that this powerful missing pirate had obtained the Card of

Blasphemy, and this undeniable reality could be verified via many

different means.

Alger could use the advantage of already knowing the Cataclysmic

Interrer's potion formula to obtain a chance to become a Sequence 4.

*Of course, that's working on the premise that the Church doesn't have a

Sealed Artifact that can directly wipe out any corresponding memories...

If this method doesn't work, and there's no real way to advance, I can

only secretly gather the corresponding ingredients and prepare the

required ritual for advancement. Once I become a Sequence 4, I'll

immediately leave the Church and become a Pirate King...* Alger

reined in his thoughts and watched as Gehrman Sparrow took away the

brown soil-like Beyonder characteristic.

Glancing at the remaining items, he put away the grayish-white

translucent crystal and handed the six-winged gargoyle's eyeball to

Gehrman Sparrow.

With him not lacking any powerful offensive means, and him being

well-rounded when it came to the sea and land, it was rather useful for

him if the Beyonder ingredient could be made into a mystical item.

Back in the tomb, if it wasn't because he was uncertain if Psychic

Piercing could affect the gargoyle, and the battle situation didn't

allow for any mistakes, he would've chosen to first use the Whip of

Mind.

After splitting the spoils of war, putting them in different boxes, and

sealing them with walls of spirituality, Klein stored away Senor.

Reaching out his hand to grab The Hanged Man, their figures turned faint

as they entered the spirit world.

After the Traveling was completed, the two appeared on a mountain beside

the sea in the Bayam city outskirts. It was still close to the cemetery,

and it was as though they had never left.

Alger didn't harp on the topic as he nodded at Gehrman Sparrow.

"If you need any mystical items created, I shall bear the corresponding

costs.

"It's a pleasure working with you."

Wearing the transparent glove, Klein tersely answered before vanishing.

He left The Hanged Man behind, and he directly teleported himself to a

secluded corner in Bayam City.

Next, I need to select a lucky pirate... Klein surveyed his

area as he muttered silently and stretched his fingers before walking

out into the street.

Of course, he didn't forget to change his appearance. He also smeared

blood over Leymano's Travels. After all, there were bounty notices

everywhere for Gehrman Sparrow, and Sea King Jahn Kottman remained in

this city. If he were recognized or got lost, things would be nasty.

On the mountainside outside the city, Alger looked up at the dark night

where there were the crimson moon and the countless stars. He slowly

inhaled and exhaled, allowing the refreshing and saltiness of the

seaside to cleanse his body.

The exploration he had just completed was the most dangerous adventure

he had ever had. If not for the Teleportation from Gehrman Sparrow's

Creeping Hunger, he doubted that they could escape alive.

*However, as Mr. Fool's Blessed, The World should have other trump

cards. For example, those demigod-level Beyonder powers in Leymano's

Travels...*

*But in that case, we might not have successfully reached the tomb, with

us encountering more trouble along the way...*

*Yes, that Card of Blasphemy of the Storm pathway is the target that

made him restrain his madness... Was this was an instruction from Mr.

Fool? "He" had already foreseen it! Perhaps, "He" even knows the

existence that produced that sigh from deep within the

cathedral!*

*Back then Qilangos might've seen the Tyrant card but had lacked the

ability to obtain it. That must be why he said that...* Alger's

mind churned as he slowly walked to the foot of the mountain.