Chapter 205: Relics

"Go, go, go! I'll take you to see what the world of adults is really like!" Roselle led his knights toward the most high-end "Red Theater."

After accepting Chumen's employment, they were not short on money.

"Hmm, do you think a man could give birth to a daughter?" Chumen stroked his chin, looking thoughtful.

Even if a daughter were born under the influence of an Outer God, Chumen could likely manage to keep that daughter alive and allow her to grow up like an ordinary child.

"Probably... not." Bethel looked at Roselle and his group, seemingly thinking of something, his expression slightly strange.

These days of getting along had let him know the uniqueness of a soul that had descended from "Sefirah Castle," but such a thing was likely not something Roselle would want to attempt.

"Tsk, that's a pity, then, let's not make things difficult for him." Chumen shook his head lightly, "Let's go, we just need to wait."

Roselle carrying that silver medal could not be hidden from the eyes of the Outer Gods, just as the "Fallen Mother Goddess" had long been prepared to corrupt him.

And now, he had likely already entered the field of vision of another.

That's right, that silver medal could no longer connect to "Sefirah Castle," but... who knows?

Under various factors, Roselle was like a walking "Sefirah Castle" login account that everyone wanted to understand deeply.

After entering Bayam, Chumen and Bethel quickly disappeared into the city; no one could track the two of them.

At the same time, two certain Angels also entered the city quite naturally.

The Bayam Storm Church was one of the largest Storm churches in the world, controlling an entire archipelago.

And guarding this archipelago was a Sequence 3 "Sea King" of the "Storm" Pathway, Karate Kaoteman.

He was a Cardinal of the Storm Church and one of the highest-ranking Bishops within the Storm Church.

He appeared to be only in his forties, tall and burly, with a head of blue, seaweed-like hair draped over his shoulders, and terrifying storms seemed to surge within his deep blue eyes.

"Why do I feel that a disaster is imminent?" At this very moment, this Cardinal's body was tense, possessing an emotion rarely seen among the believers of the Storm Church—fear.

It seemed as if a catastrophe was about to strike, and the entire Bayam would be overturned in a disaster.

"Why is it like this?"

Karate took a deep breath, suppressing his restless Spirituality, and prayed piously to the God of Storms.

"King who rules the sky, Emperor who dominates the sea, great God of Storms..."

"I pray for you to protect your believers, to protect your domain..."

Karate prayed tirelessly and piously, finally receiving a revelation ten-plus minutes later.

Boom!

A bolt of incandescent lightning struck Karate on the head, stopping just at the limit of what Karate could bear, leaving his seaweed-like hair standing on end, flickering with white flashes.

Karate's body twitched for a full three minutes before he gradually regained his senses.

"The God is angry?" Karate was inexplicably terrified.

He was quite used to being struck by lightning; after all, even he would irritably send down a bolt of lightning when faced with someone who dared to disturb him for over ten minutes.

But what terrified him was that the power of this lightning seemed a bit too strong, hitting exactly at his limit of endurance; a sliver stronger, and he might have shown signs of losing control.

Karate had no time to ponder this question; his eyes suddenly lost focus, and two images appeared in his mind.

On a turquoise ocean, a latest-model sailing ship from the Solomon Empire was traveling, and its destination was Bayam.

And the other image was in a remote forest, where there was an indigenous ruin that had been abandoned for who knows how long.

"The anomaly is caused by these two things?" Karate focused his attention on these two images.

"Dispatch all available 'Punishers' to find this ship and this ruin; notify me immediately if there are any discoveries!"

Karate manifested the ship and the ruin from the two images with seawater and distributed them.

"Yes!" There were quite a few idle Punishers in Bayam now, and after receiving the mission, they searched for relevant information at top speed.

"Could it be related to the 'Sea God' Kavatuwa?" Karate's anger had accumulated enough and was about to erupt, but he still maintained enough calm to analyze the current situation.

"No, Kavatuwa has hidden for so long; if he had the power to destroy Bayam, he would have already done so."

"This time, it is the corruption of an external force!"

Electric light flashed in Karate's eyes as he waited quietly.

"Bishop, the ship has been found, but according to the intelligence we gathered, the people on the ship obtained a treasure map and have already entered the jungle!"

Bolts of incandescent lightning exploded around Karate; he flew up directly and rushed toward the jungle at the fastest speed.

"I really am the protagonist of destiny; I can even find a treasure map just by visiting the Red Theater!" Walking in the jungle, Roselle did not forget to show off his "great achievements" from last night.

"Isn't it just that you got into a fight and robbed someone? You are already on the Red Theater's blacklist now," a "Knight" on the side retorted.

Things like fighting over jealousy and brawling were really nothing to brag about.

"Hmph! That's because the Red Theater's standards are too low, actually entertaining those rude pirates." Roselle snorted, proudly displaying the treasure map in his hand.

This was obtained from a lucky pirate, and having gotten this thing, Roselle and his group couldn't be bothered to fight over jealousy at the Red Theater anymore, but instead came here at top speed to explore the treasure.

"Be sharp, everyone, we're almost there!" Roselle's expression suddenly turned solemn as he sensed something.

Ssh!

Suddenly, the towering ancient trees in the jungle began to dance, and the vines and leaves became weapons of murder.

"Star Protection!" Roselle clenched his palm, and starlight burst forth from his hand, expanding into a protective shield that isolated all the leaves and vines.

"Counterattack!"

Roselle's "Four Knights of the Apocalypse" all had the status of Sequence 6 and possessed sufficient combat power; at this moment, they each displayed their extraordinary abilities, directly flattening the ancient trees within ten meters.

"We've arrived!"

Roselle had already seen an altar similar to a pyramid.

The altar was hidden in the jungle, already covered by a layer of moss, but one could still see many primitive statues within, ancient and mysterious.

But it was also at this time that they were attacked by all the surrounding trees; it was a riot of the entire forest, pressing down like the firmament.

"Watch my Vulcan Cannon!"

Roselle took out a long cannon barrel from behind his back and let out a loud shout, and a mass of golden and illusory flames suddenly erupted from the cannon barrel.

These flames radiated the majestic and pervasive aura of the Sun, forming a sea of fire that spread in all directions.