Chapter 179 Dancer at Dusk

The expression on You An's face ranged from confusion to surprise.

He had previously suspected that Wei En had transformed into Marco and used his identity to escape the pursuit of the Dawn Church.

But based on his observation of Wei En in the city of Custer, the boy only used the power of forbidden objects to achieve that level in the last incident. His true strength was enough to kill Henrik.

And what will happen if the entire Darkman Island is destroyed now?

There's no way that kid is doing it!

That is something that can only be accomplished with the strength of at least a level three disaster!

It seems that there is someone else pretending to be Marco...

Could it be Alais Coulibaly who also fled the city-state of Custer?

possible!

Walid pinched the sparse beard on his chin and murmured: "The red hair... destroyed Darkman Island?"

After hearing the news, Black Jack felt that the good cards in his hand were no longer good. He looked at the one-armed pirate who came to report the news and said, "Are you sure it's Marco from the Ronan? The red one who killed Henrik." Send Marco?”

"First Mate, I'm absolutely sure!"

The one-armed pirate said with certainty: "More than one person has just sent this message, and the content is the same - Duckman Island was completely destroyed, there were countless casualties around, and there was only one ship, the Ronan." Get out of that sea area.”

Euan: "..."

Marco was sitting at the card table, with his red hair hanging loose, and his face covered with notes covering his expression of sore teeth.

That grandson is really capable. He killed a captain of the Black Pearl earlier, and in less than two days he smashed an island to pieces...

What the hell, if you don’t kill him, it’s not over!

With this thought, Marco looked at Black Jack Euan and others, lifted the note from his face, gritted his teeth and said: "Now you know, right? That was not done by me at all, I don't have time at all."

I am a tyrant, no, a redhead!

Black Jack glanced at him without saying anything, then waved his men to leave first. After thinking for a few seconds, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face, "No matter who he is, just go and see and you will find out. You say Where is the third officer of the epidemic doctor?"

Euan glared at him, why did the title Third Officer sound so harsh?

"It's up to you to decide. Anyway, if it takes too long, otherwise... you know what the consequences will be!"

"Don't worry, with the strength of you and me, are we still afraid of a level three disaster?" Black Jack made a decision and picked up the playing cards on the table again, "Come on, I was interrupted just now. No, let’s see how I kill you!”

"With you? Just wait until you sleep with the note hanging on your face tonight." Euan's eyes were fixed on the deck of cards, as if to prevent the dishonest Black Jack from cheating.

At this time, Walid suddenly said: "Boss, can you let me try when I see that guy? I remember when I first joined the Black Pearl, that bastard Henrik took good care of me."

Black Jack stopped shuffling the cards in his hands and looked up at him, "Xiao De, according to the rules on the ship, we must invite that person on board."

"But before that, I'll try his strength. It should be okay, right?"

"Testing?"

"That's right," Walid nodded and pointed at Marco: "Otherwise if there is another weak person like him, wouldn't our Black Pearl make a fool of ourselves?"

"Oh, that's true. I agree, but you must not use that forbidden object again, understand? I'm worried that it will get out of control again."

"Don't worry, boss. It's just a little test. There will be no problem."

Marco looked at the three pirates who ignored his existence and cursed in his heart. He had no choice but to ask again: "Well, Mr. Black Jack, you also saw that those things were really not done by me. I don't know if I can let go." Shall we leave?"

"No," Black Jack quickly cut the cards and arranged them neatly on the table, "I keep you on the ship to prevent other accidents."

"What accident?"

"Of course I'm worried that I won't be able to find the person pretending to be you." Black Jack reached for his own deck of cards and unfolded it gently. It was good.

"You," Marco was startled, then suddenly realized, looking at them, he stuttered and asked, "You, no, are not planning to let me pretend to be that person, no, are you letting me pretend to be myself?"

"Don't make us look like bad guys. You should know that joining the Black Pearl is an extremely honorable thing in the entire Cordo Sea. Just enjoy it secretly."

Marco: "..."

Damn it, he didn't think that would be an honor at all, and he didn't do those things, so why should he take the blame for others?

"Okay, now that you're here, don't think about other things," Euan glanced at the playing cards in his hand and said calmly, "Look at your crew, aren't they all having a great time?"

happy?

Marco turned to look at the deck behind him, where Mosquera and others were drinking with other pirates on the Bekli, drinking heavily and laughing loudly...

They were really laughing so hard!

grass!

At this time, Black Jack added, "Don't you want to know who is pretending to be you and doing those things?"

who……

Marco fell silent, of course he wanted to know who it was-who dared to harm him like this!

He had only been out to sea for a few days when something like this happened, which directly wiped out half of his original ambitions. If he hadn't been worried about running back in despair and being laughed at by Lacey and the old bastards at home, he would have wanted to return to the card directly. The city-state of St.

"It seems that you already know what you want. Just continue to stay on the ship. Maybe you will find out later that this is actually better."

Black Jack pulled out a card and slapped it on the table, shouting in an arrogant tone: "Black Butler, Euan, let's see how I win back this!"

"Hey, Red Queen," Euan threw out a card lightly without even looking at Black Jack. "To throw such a big card up here, I doubt your IQ."

"You care about me, Emperor of the Sea, crush him to death!"

"Emperor of the Sea? Forbidden Sea, are you familiar with this card?"

"Damn..."

Marco: "..."

He rubbed the playing cards in his hands for a while, and cursed the person pretending to be him half to death in his heart.

Damn bastard, just wait for me. When I see you, I will make up the remaining half for you!

At this time, Walid, who was sitting opposite him, also had flashing eyes, and it was obvious that his mind was not on the card table.

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On the other side, the observation deck of the Ronan.

Wayne leaned back on his chair and stared at the calm sea in trance.

He still didn't know that not only was there the Dawn Church chasing behind him, but there was also someone waiting to intercept him in front, and he was also an old friend.

Of course, even if he knew this, he would not back down.

No matter how difficult this road is, how arduous it is, it is his own choice - and he will keep walking!

At this time, his mind was all about the Twilight Mystical Monk, about the containment of murderous intent, and about the deep sea beast that was about to be promoted to a level four disaster...

Who are those bandage weirdos?

What's the purpose?

It always feels like they are like patients who have escaped from a mental hospital. Their minds are full of strange ideas, and their speech and behavior have a neurotic flavor...

"You've been sitting here for almost three hours. Is there something you can't figure out?" Claire arranged the guards, came to the observation deck, and sat next to Wei En and asked.

"No... well, it's OK."

Wei En didn't want to tell her at first, but then he thought about it. The thing about the Twilight Mystical Monk might be the people behind the murderous intention, and they were hiding so deeply. If they didn't figure it out earlier, I'm afraid there would be a lot of trouble later.

"Oh? Let me guess, are you feeling emotional because you just saw the tragic situation on Darkman Island?"

The corner of Wayne's mouth twitched. It was really hard for her to impose such a noble and kind-hearted idea on him, but he also knew that he couldn't follow Claire's thoughts, otherwise it must be a high-speed car.

"Have you ever heard of the Twilight Mystics?"

"Twilight Mystic Monk? I seem to have heard this name somewhere... Well, I seem to have seen it before. Why do you ask this..." Claire reacted, thinking of what happened on Darkman Island before, and asked in surprise Said: "You mean, the alchemy circle just now was built by them?"

Wei En nodded, "You should have noticed the three people covered in bandages standing in the pyramid when the alchemy circle was activated, right? They are the Twilight Mystical Monks."

"them?"

"Well, can you tell me about them?"

Claire stared at him blankly, her bright eyes revealing very complex expressions of confusion, shock, and confusion. After a few seconds, she came back to her senses.

"The Twilight Mystical Monks, they are a very mysterious group of people. I have only seen this name in some era relics collected by the Eternal Life Society."

"When those relics describe them, the most common thing that appears is killing. It seems that their existence is to cause killing and destroy the world."

Claire's fingers were clasped on the wooden railings of the observation deck, and while she was recalling, she narrated the record in a heavy tone: "The bandaged devil's skinny body was like a scythe reaping death, destroying the beautiful tower. Merlan, slaughtered the terrifying Thunder Giant..."

"They call themselves dusk dancers, but they are just madmen who have completely fallen. The so-called real world is just their whims..."

real world?

Wayne was deeply impressed by this word. When he killed those bandaged monsters, they would always mention the true master, the false world, and only killing.

"So, they've been around a long time?"

"I don't know." Claire shook her head slightly, "In fact, I have never heard anyone mention this name in the current era. If it weren't for our encounter this time, I would even regard it as a boring legend."

"Is this the current era..."

Wayne thought for a few seconds and looked at her again, "If I said that the taboo on dreamers at sea was also made by them, would you believe it?"

Claire was startled again, her eyes slowly opened wide, and her mouth opened slightly: "You mean the Dusk Mystical Monk created a murderous dream that covers all sea areas?!"

She also knew that the sea taboo did not only involve one sea area, but also that countless people died after being hypnotized.

But she always thought that it was the same as the red moon, a weird thing that existed in the world itself. Unexpectedly...

"According to my previous findings, it is indeed the case." Wei En stared at her bright eyes and said solemnly: "Do you still remember the time I went into the sea before?"

"That time? Did you find out then?"

Wei En expressed his speculation, "Well, before that, I noticed that the things that caused the killing dream were more like the feeling of facing the acceptance of faith, but after careful identification, I was sure that they It’s not about collecting faith, but about collecting the murderous intent of the dreamer.”

"And this time, I also found a similar feeling inside the pyramids on Duckman Island."

He spoke these words very slowly, trying not to arouse Claire's interest in how he investigated the ability, but to highlight what the Dusk Mystical Monk did.

"Is this why you speculate that the Twilight Mystical Monk is related to dreams at night?" Claire understood and asked: "So, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know. But I think after this, they will definitely investigate the Darkman Island situation. I'm afraid I will have a lot of contact with them in the future..."

"No, it's not just you!" Claire gently held his hand, "It's me and you, and the Eternal Life Society will also face them with you."

"You misunderstood," Wei En looked at her white and slender hand and chuckled: "I am not prepared to take on these things alone. With my current strength, I can't do this. I just want more Get some information about the Twilight Mystical Monk so that you won’t have to deal with it later.”

"That's it~" Claire glared at him charmingly, "That's all on me. I'll contact Menor later and ask him to find all the relics about the Dusk Mystical Monk."

"Thank you."

"Um?"

Wayne was speechless, and took out the arm held by Claire, clasping his hands together, "Sorry, sorry, I won't say thank you."

Claire hummed, "Remember, you are a member of our Eternal Life Society, and we can face anything together."

"Of course, of course, I was personally invited to join by you. From now on, I will rely on you to protect me in the Eternal Life Association."

"This is right~"

Soon, Claire returned to the theater space alone and went to Menor to ask about the Twilight Mystical Monk and obtain related era relics.

Wei En put these things behind him for the time being. There was a more important thing waiting for him at the moment - the Judgment Knight of the Dawn Church.

After being delayed for half a day on Duckman Island, even at the speed of the Ronan, the distance may have been shortened a lot. It is estimated that the voyage is only one day, between 1,000 kilometers and 1,500 kilometers.

He had to seize the time and improve his strength as much as possible.

"I don't know why that bastard clown ended his special training for Tina. It's been a day and he hasn't come back yet. It's really unreliable..."

If Joker and Tina were around, he wouldn't have as much sense of urgency.

With this in mind, Wayne opened the panel and studied it.

The original six-digit number of survival points was reduced to just over 90,000 after the Soul Devouring Spell was upgraded to level six.

But it is enough to upgrade some spell skills, especially the six newly learned spells last time. They are all still at level three, which is enough to upgrade them by one round.

Boiling Blood (Death) Level 3 (1/5000)... (5000/5000).

[Boiling Blood (Death) Level 3 (5000/5000), should it be improved? 】

【promote. 】

[Congratulations, your skill: Boiling Blood (Death) has been upgraded from level 3 to level 4. Effect: Your body's blood flow speeds up and your body's explosive power is enhanced. 】

[Note: Boiling Blood (Death) Level 4, based on its own toughness level, exerts an explosive power of 200% toughness level, lasting 9 seconds. 】

[...Your skill: Healing (Death) level 3 has been increased to level 4. Effect: Your body recovers from injuries faster...]

【……】

[...Transfiguration (Death) level 3 has been increased to level 4. Effect: You will be able to change your body shape. Any source power lower than 40% of the original mass power of Death Olanel will not be able to detect traces of your transformation when it senses your body. It lasts for 4 hours. 】

Wei En looked at the skills column on the panel, thought for a moment, and then added the remaining survival points to the two spells of mental shield and bone wall.

With his current basic attributes and original strength, it is impossible to compare with the Judgment Knight. The benefits from improving those attack spell-like skills are much smaller than the improvement in defense capabilities.

As long as he can withstand his attack, he has the possibility of escaping.

Kill him instead?

Unless the Great Knight of Judgment is as stupid as the deep-sea behemoth just now and stays in the sea... well, it has to be in a place with countless deep-sea creatures before it is possible to kill him.

[... Bone Wall (God of Death) level 4 has been increased to level 5. Effect: You can summon a bone wall formed by the bones of sixteen-faced director-level skeleton creatures to resist physical attacks. 】

[…Spiritual Shield (Reaper) level 4 has been increased to level 5. Effect: It can resist attacks against one's own spirit, soul and origin, and can also dispel all negative influences within an eight-meter radius. 】

[Note: Spiritual Shield (Reaper) Level 5, when dispelling and dissolving negative effects, your own spiritual power will be consumed. 】

"There are 4,300 survival points left."

After adding skill points, Wei En immediately turned off the panel.

Can not look,

There were so many skills waiting for him to add points to upgrade, and he could only look at them, especially the series of 0s at the end, which almost blinded him.

There are still too few survival points...

After the spell was upgraded, it was not enough to allow him to safely escape the pursuit of the Judgment Knight. He still had to think of other ways.

But before that, we must first ensure that we cannot be overtaken by Dawn's ship in the short term.

Wayne sighed, jumped down from the observation deck, bypassed the busy pirates and went straight to the cockpit.

"Captain!"

"captain."

"..."

It has to be said that the dangers at sea are a bit dangerous, but these pirates respect the strong from the bottom of their hearts.

Wayne quite liked this feeling. Even though he knew that he would be torn apart by these pirates when he had no power, it still didn't stop him from finding these people cute enough.

"Captain," Ronan saw him coming in and quickly gave way, "please take a seat."

"No need." Wei En waved his hand, indicating that he should continue to take the helm. "I came here to remind you that we were wasted too much time on Duckman Island just now, so the Ronan had better go faster."

"I have people keeping an eye on the engine. With sufficient fuel, overload sailing is not impossible."

Wayne nodded, and just as he was about to leave, he turned around and asked, "By the way, how long is our course from Awad Island?"

"It is estimated that there are still sixty-five days left. If everything goes well, we should be able to set off from there to the Southern Continent before All Saints' Day."

"oh."

After Wei En got the information he wanted, he turned around and left the cockpit and returned to the bedroom without stopping.

All Saints Day…

There are some fragments about this festival in the memory of its predecessor.

At the end of every year, on the night of December 30th, various city-states would hold grand activities to celebrate the safe passage of the year and usher in the new year.

At the same time, this day is also the time when major orthodox churches give out great benefits. Many things such as dawn candles, holy symbols, and covenants will be sold at discounts.

"Tsk, all gods..."

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At the same time, an unknown location is extremely far away from Duckman Island.

A huge island is suspended in mid-air, with black rocks at the bottom and layers of white bones attached to it, as if these rocks have been pasted with several layers of special aesthetic tiles.

On the island, there is a castle that towers into the clouds like a mountain - it is completely black, with a faint layer of black mist slowly flowing along with a high-pitched and weird whistling sound.

At the top of it is an empty square. There are some exquisite patterns engraved on the square, but they are not as symmetrical as the runes, and the lines are more tortuous and complex.

In the center of the square, there is a long table with ten black chairs on the left and right. There is a red pattern imprinted on the back of the chair - an illusory shadow holding a long sickle.

At this time, there were five people wearing neat gray robes sitting in front of the table, with golden cloth strips wrapped around their bodies. No skin was exposed on their bodies, and even their eyes were wrapped with cloth strips.

"They failed?" The bandage monster at the top had a black diamond-shaped gem inlaid on his forehead. The cloth at his mouth moved slightly, and a cold voice came out.

“It worked, but it also failed.”

"oh?"

"The alchemy circle was successful, and it did have the effect of allowing the deep sea beast to advance. But in the end, someone interrupted its advancement!"

"interrupt?"

"To be precise, kill it!"

Another bandage weirdo nodded slightly and agreed: "That's right..."

"Kill? Didn't you carefully select that place to ensure that there are no beings above the legendary level?"

"Accident."

The diamond-shaped gem monster at the top snorted, "Do you know who did it?"

"It's not clear yet, but I guarantee that anyone who blasphemes the true master will be damned!"

"Find that man and kill him!"

Forget it, there will be another update tomorrow night! sure! !