Chapter 299: Sea King

In the dock district of Baiyam, inside the Azure Breeze Inn.

The sky's bright daylight streamed into the room; Daniz, who had just lain down on the bed, abruptly rolled off and opened his room's door.

He saw Ge Er Man·Si Pa Luo, who had at some point already left his own room, standing by the hall's window, his expression vague as he stared out.

With a slight hesitation, he saw the light outside the window fade quickly.

He took a few steps toward Ge Er Man·Si Pa Luo; at this moment, staying close to the crazy adventurer seemed safer.

Before he could get close, Ge Er Man·Si Pa Luo looked at him with a cold, ruthless stare.

Daniz quickly curled his lips into a flattering smile and said:

"What happened? It can't be that the big figure mentioned by 'Steel' just now started a fight, can it?"

Klein merely glanced at Daniz, then quickly withdrew his gaze, staring out at the sky returning to its gloom, and gave a slight nod.

Before Daniz could continue probing, he added:

"A wind is coming!"

"Huh? Wind? Isn't the seaside always windy?"

Daniz looked puzzled at Klein, and saw the crazy adventurer already turning, preparing to stride away.

"Where are you going?"

Seeing Klein's movement, Daniz immediately asked warily.

"Sleep."

Klein, maintaining Ge Er Man·Si Pa Luo's icy tone, replied.

"Sleep, sleep?" Daniz stammered, repeating the words, staring dumbfounded as Klein walked into his own room and casually shut the door.

Shit! Whether this guy is a madman or a fool, going to sleep at a time like this? Isn't he afraid he'll fall asleep and never wake up?

After returning to his own room and closing the door, Klein quickly pulled a packet of Holy Night Powder from his pocket, scattered it around the room, and erected a spiritual wall separating inside from outside.

He then chanted aloud, stepped back four paces, and rose onto the Gray Mist.

In the air above the Baiyam Lu En settlement area, a tornado rare even in a decade was whipped up.

The gale lifted surrounding tree branches, street trash cans, clothes not yet put away, ground stones, and roof tiles.

The wind, clutching debris, howled toward the sea; thunder cracked continuously in the sky, and fierce lightning repeatedly struck within the wind.

The Rose School's "Silencer" Mai Ha Mu Si flickered back and forth among the ice crystals, evading spears wreathed in golden flame and the incessant lightning.

Lei Ke Dun, his body enveloped in pale golden light, slightly raised his hand; a tide of pure golden radiance surged around him, coalescing into a layer of light armor covering his body.

The lightning descending from the sky always struck the conspicuously golden figure, sparking golden flares on the light armor floating on his surface, scattering layers of light shards.

Under the light armor, Lei Ke Dun moved like an emotionless robot, following preset commands, continuously summoning golden flames, shaping them into spears, and relentlessly attacking Mai Ha Mu Si.

In the spot where that blinding white light, the miniature sun that once illuminated all of Baiyam, had appeared.

The villa there had lost all outline, leaving only a patch of pitch‑black char.

Under the pitch‑black night sky, shadows writhed; something invisible slipped down—a layer of secrecy and a layer of protection.

A small patch of shadow, concealed by secrecy, naturally merged into the night; Lei Ke Dun's figure emerged from the shadow, shifting from a non‑existent state back to normal.

This was the "Emperor's New Clothes" he had prepared in advance, along with a spell that grants secrecy.

Relying on the "Emperor's New Clothes", he evaded the damage from his own blinding white spear, and using secrecy, concealed himself within the shadows.

He successfully confused the "Silencer" Mai Ha Mu Si and the arriving "Sea King" Ya En·Kao Te Man, making them think the dazzling demigod in the sky was his true form.

After all, how could the arrogant sun's path be stealthy? Lei Ke Dun mused inwardly, then softly recited the Fool's revered name:

"The Fool not of this age, the mysterious ruler above the Gray Mist, the yellow‑black king who commands fortune."

"I beseech you for assistance."

As soon as the prayer fell, dense Gray Mist surged in his sight, accompanied by a tide of deep red light.

In the next moment, a towering angel bearing twelve pairs of black wings appeared before him.

The angel wrapped itself with its own wings, layer upon layer.

The images in his vision quickly faded; the now‑ascended demigod Lei Ke Dun keenly sensed an added blessing, a veil of secrecy.

He reached forward, plucked an illusory hat from the void, and placed it on his head.

His figure vanished, erasing all trace.

The howling gale rose again; around the hidden Lei Ke Dun, specks of starlight appeared, enveloping him and shielding him from the wind's effect.

He lifted his gaze to the left‑hand sky, where an elderly man with graying hair, clad in a deep‑blue bishop's robe, stood—the Storm Church's Baiyam Diocese Bishop Qiao Ge Li, who arrived a step behind the "Sea King".

Lei Ke Dun immediately withdrew his gaze; enveloped by layers of starlight, his body swiftly rose, flying toward the sea where his clone and Mai Ha Mu Si were.

"Who!" A strong gust swept by, raising a cloud of dust around.

Qiao Ge Li's sharp eyes fixed on the direction Lei Ke Dun fled; after scanning the surroundings, he rode the gale toward the sea.

The sea beyond the port, outside Baiyam City.

Silver‑white lightning serpents burst from the clouds, bearing a violently tangible destructive aura, densely striking the area beneath the tornado, enveloping several hundred meters within a thunder forest.

This is the battlefield chosen by the "Sea King" Ya En·Kao Te Man!

Although he did not understand why the two battling demigods showed no desire to retreat, it made him feel the Storm Church's dignity was insulted; in response, he would show these two unfamiliar demigods the wrath of thunder!

By continuously creating ice crystals, the repeatedly mirrored reflections in Mai Ha Mu Si's eyes within the tornado clearly showed Lei Ke Dun's figure, one not cloaked in pale golden light.

In the next instant, Mai Ha Mu Si's body twisted abruptly, transforming into an eerie, murky‑green puppet stained with blemishes.

The puppet was covered with strange runes, forming a pattern like a bizarrely drawn motif.

Under the golden light armor, Lei Ke Dun's movements suddenly stiffened for a moment, as if affected by something unknown, but he quickly recovered.

Beneath the golden light armor, concentric rings of warm radiance emitted outward, attempting to cleanse the unknown influence.

Silver‑white bolts of lightning, bearing destructive aura, densely rained down, striking the continuous golden flames, the ice crystals scattered in the gale, and that eerie puppet.

The three‑tier "Source of Curse" ability can shift all damage onto the cursed target, leaving oneself unscathed.

At this moment, all the damage caused by the lightning storm created by the Sea King Yen·Korteman was borne by this clone of Lei Kedun.

In the tornado, the constantly drifting golden sea of fire, under continuous lightning strikes, seemed to lose support, rapidly dissipated, turning into specks of flame, and was extinguished by the gale.

The golden light armor that had surrounded the golden sea of fire had vanished, leaving only a paper figure covered in cracks, as if it had been pieced together from sheets of paper and glue.

The paper figure was swiftly torn apart by the gale, turning into bits of paper scraps, disappearing amidst the silvery-white writhing lightning snakes.

Substitute technique? No, it's more like some kind of eerie clone. At the center of the storm, a tall, burly middle-aged man watched the changes, murmuring to himself.

He appeared to be around forty, with hard, deep facial lines, his muscles distinctly defined, holding up a loose storm priest's robe.

His eyes were filled with electricity, turning silvery white, his hair thicker than a normal person's, like tentacles, waving in the air, intertwining with the surrounding silvery-white lightning snakes.

The silvery-white electricity intertwined with him, like an extension of his body, following his will, striking at the enemies locked in his gaze.

A substitute? He deliberately provoked the Sea King of the Storm Church just for this, to make me clash with the Storm Church? He thought his own strength and backing were insufficient to oppose us, so he sought to use the Storm Church's pressure to make me retreat?

The matter concerning the Flesh-and-Blood Tree should have nothing to do with him; otherwise he would realize that a Sea King's pressure is not enough to make us abandon the investigation. Or perhaps this is also a trap?

While Mahamusi pondered, he had already returned from the state of the eerie puppet to his own body.

He endured the baptism of the lightning storm, creating layer after layer of ice crystals around himself.

These ice crystals were scattered and shattered by the dense lightning, dissipating in the gale.

Mahamusi's figure suddenly turned intangible, clinging to a tiny ice crystal, constantly drifting and flying in the gale's pull.

Relying on the intuition from his powerful divination ability, he accurately found a gap in the lightning, and a white robe trimmed with gold thread swiftly appeared, his figure slightly illusory.

The next moment, he was confronted by golden beaks covered in fine patterns snapping open, a silent shrill cry issuing from his mouth.

This sound broke through the limits of the gale and lightning, clearly reaching the ears of the Sea King Yen·Korteman.

From the Silent Disciple, after long silence brewing the ultimate curse, it erupted upon him.

(End of chapter)