Chapter 513: Chapter 302: Allow Me to Kiss the Back of Your Foot (Triple Length)
As time went by.
The Desire Curse’s expression grew more and more sullen, the anger in its heart roiling like a volcano on the verge of eruption.
The Black Tide Secret Society fleet continued to arrive wave after wave.
But as an Angel Tier existence, it still hadn’t sensed the presence of the mastermind from these forces.
At this moment, its body swelled, with every pore emitting the power of the Disease of Excessive Desire.
The Desire Curse attempted to find its "opponent."
But even as it exerted all its strength, it found not a single clue.
This not only made it more irritable but also raised a faint sense of vigilance.
The power of the Black Tide Secret Society might not be as simple as it thought.
Being able to use such means against it without detection suggested that the opponent had at least an existence of the same Tier.
It had to be cautious!
Thinking this, the Desire Curse narrowed its eyes, its swollen body beginning to contract.
It slowly turned its head to look at the Bishop Kizi beside it.
Noticing its gaze, the Bishop Kizi’s heart immediately tightened, and he accompanied it with a forced smile.
"Next, it’s your turn."
The Desire Curse pointed at him, coldly issuing the command.
It already sensed something eerie.
Since the opponent was not a simple figure, it would be best to proceed cautiously to avoid failure.
Let these cannon fodder go up first to probe.
"...Yes!"
Upon hearing this, Bishop Kizi couldn’t help but mutter inwardly, but he still didn’t defy the Desire Curse.
Soon, under Bishop Kizi’s orders, a group of Kizi Church’s cannon fodder began moving towards the Black Tide fleet...
...
At this moment, it was rainy weather.
Under an already gloomy sky, the mass of blurry black mist on the sea wouldn’t seem out of place at all.
The silhouette of Rogel, formed by the black mist, stood side by side with Sharo, staring indifferently at the distant Kizi Church fleet.
Heisatan’s mysterious Power of Authority already belonged to the strength of a Demigod, making it impossible for the Desire Curse to find their location.
"The Disease of Excessive Desire..." Sharo frowned slightly, "is one of the Kizi God’s two Divine Favors, mastering the power of the Disease of Desire. It once caused an entire town to fall into the pollution of the Disease of Desire due to its own loss of control..."
In terms of intelligence work, the Black Tide Secret Society had never fallen behind, so Sharo was thoroughly familiar with this information.
Upon hearing this, Rogel’s expression remained calm.
Just a mere Disease of Excessive Desire.
Even without Doyle before, he could easily cleanse this guy.
Now, with Doyle’s assistance, Rogel could even directly utilize the power of both him and the Power of Faith, easily crushing with the force of Demigod Tier might.
But he didn’t do so.
Because he needed this guy to offer him fear and to carry out the next step of his plan...
Although the Scott Region was not yet capable of becoming a strategic stronghold, some plans needed to be made in advance.
"When should I take action?"
Sharo looked at Rogel.
In her view, although the Master of the Black Tide had some plans, since Rogel called her here, it meant there was something for her to do.
"No rush." Rogel chuckled lightly, "Let’s watch a good show first."
Upon hearing this, Sharo nodded as well and began watching the distance silently.
She believed in the arrangement of Rogel and the Master of the Black Tide.
...
The Kizi believers clashed directly with the Black Tide fleet.
However, when the Kizi believers and Knights charged while shouting praises to the glory of Kizi, they were dumbfounded.
There was no one at all on these ships emanating thick black mist.
So who were they supposed to kill?
The Desire Curse watched this scene with indifference.
Although it couldn’t figure out where the mastermind was, it was very clear that these ships were merely the manifestation of the mastermind’s power.
If it had been more mindful, it could have done the same.
But the Desire Curse did not bother to remind them.
These insignificant cannon fodders were not worthy of its words.
Frustrated, the believers had a sudden burst of inspiration, starting to hack at the ships, trying to destroy these vessels of the Black Tide Secret Society.
And indeed, this method had some effect.
"Blood of Desire, grant me the power to boil!"
A Kizi Knight, clutching the Kizi Mark on his chest, prayed devoutly, and soon, a reddish hue spread across his entire body, making him feel unbearably hot, and faint flames appeared around his greatsword.
With a roar, he swung his greatsword fiercely toward the deck below.
However, a bizarre scene unfolded.
At the moment the greatsword touched the deck, the ship’s structure seemed to melt, and the once-hard planks turned into black tidewaters, directly swallowing his greatsword.
Next, to his horror, he found that the black tidewater began to creep up along the greatsword, threatening to engulf him as well!
A flash of terror crossed the eyes of the Kizi Knight.
But being a Knight of Faith, he didn’t lose his composure excessively.
Just as he was about to call for the assistance of the believers behind, he heard screams erupting one after another.
And when he moved his gaze elsewhere, his pupils shrank immediately, with endless fear sweeping through every corner of his heart.
"Ah..."
"Help! Help..."
It turned out that on the ship, which previously appeared empty and seemingly harmless, terrifying black monsters had emerged, ruthlessly devouring the Kizi believers.
They bore no color, as if their entire bodies were composed of black tidewater.
They were one with the Black Tide!
This scene left the Kizi Knight’s scalp tingling, trembling with dread.
No, I must escape!
These creatures are simply not something we can contend with!
The desire to survive quickly dominated all of the Kizi Knight’s thoughts.
