Chapter 644: Chapter 362: Power Is the Only Reason (Double-Length)
Rogel heard this and glanced at the Female Blood Race on the ground.
Then, the Black Tide surged and sent her to Flakmir’s side.
Watching the fear gradually fade from the Female Blood Race’s eyes, Flakmir furrowed his brows, seemingly pondering something but remained silent.
After finishing all this, Rogel planned to turn and leave.
"Was it you who killed those children in the Imperial City?"
Flakmir suddenly spoke.
Upon hearing this, Rogel halted his steps and turned to him, "Yes, and what then?"
To this, Flakmir merely shook his head slightly:
"To offend a great being is to pay for it with one’s life."
His words were indifferent, carrying an air of inevitability, even if those who died were of his own kin.
A moment later, the black mist dispersed.
Flakmir looked at the Female Blood Race beside him and spoke blandly, "Think before you act next time."
"In the Blood Empire, you’re Flakmir’s daughter, but before a mightier being, you’re merely an ant."
Divine beings don’t regard lower creatures as equals.
Just as humans don’t converse equally with ants.
Flakmir understood this principle well.
If one offends the gods, naturally, one must pay a huge price.
As for what price to pay, it depends on the mood of the gods.
As a being of equal tier, if Rogel insisted on killing his daughter, he had no way to stop him.
Thus, he refrained from mentioning Rogel’s intrusion, instead agreeing to his "unreasonable request."
And what about those High-Tier Blood Race who had their offspring killed?
Flakmir certainly received their complaints and petitions.
But, as that saying goes.
Ants beneath the gods, dead is dead, what right do they have to negotiate with gods?
A reason?
No reason is needed.
Power is the reason!
Flakmir wanted to save his daughter yet had to sacrifice some face.
He’s certainly not going to oppose Rogel over some High-Tier Blood Race offspring.
"Huff... Huff..."
At this moment, the Female Blood Race was gradually recovering from that state of endless fear.
Yet even after recovering, as long as she recalled Rogel’s gaze at her back then, she would still fall into endless terror...
"Ugh..."
Even without recalling that specific gaze, by merely associating with the previous fear, Flakmir’s daughter vomited a mouthful of blood.
After this event, she might never again favor blood with a taste of fear...
...
Hudson and his sister were reunited, and Rogel returned with the surviving girl from the altar.
This girl was naturally Hudson’s sister’s daughter.
After being taken by the Blood Race and sold here, Hudson’s sister bore a child with a man.
However, Hudson’s sister’s husband had long ago been drained of blood and killed by a Blood Race who came into the Red Wine Glass to savor treats.
And her daughter almost became a sacrificial offering today.
In the Red Wine Glass, survival depended entirely on the moods of the Blood Race raising them.
But Rogel quickly left here with Hudson, his sister, and her niece.
"Thank you, Rogel."
After returning to the Gelin, Hudson sincerely thanked Rogel again with his two remaining relatives.
Rogel waved his hand, indicating it’s no problem, "What will you do next, will you join us back to the Five Great Seas?"
Hudson, hearing this, was silent for a moment, looking at Rogel with earnest eyes.
"I want to ask you for one more thing..."
...
After asking Rogel to send his sister and niece to the Sea of Confession, Hudson left the Gelin.
He planned to go to Yinluo’er’s territory, acting as a middleman between Rogel and them.
This was his own decision.
Rogel initially didn’t intend for him to partake in these matters, but Hudson was very stubborn.
In his view, Rogel had helped him tremendously.
He’s not foolish, he knows well in his heart.
Rogel could very well seek the entrance to the Five Great Seas himself, not needing to enter the Blood Sea.
The Gelin being here now was due to his past friendship with Rogel.
He could return to the Sea of Confession, living comfortably under the Black Tide Secret Society’s rule.
But he wouldn’t do that.
He needed to repay Rogel’s kindness.
Thus, he was willing to stay in this sea, which he despised most, filled with Blood Race.
Hudson staying in the Blood Sea was naturally useful.
His special nature allowed him not to be repulsed by the Blood Race, while he also had a certain understanding of them, making him perfect for connecting with Yinluo’er...
After handling the matters of the Blood Sea.
Under Rogel’s lead, the Gelin naturally set off towards the Blood Sea’s boundary, searching for the entrance to the former Five Great Seas.
However, when Rogel found the entrance mentioned by the Blood Race, he couldn’t help but frown.
... This object resembling a Teleportation Array indeed could lead to the Five Great Seas, but could only accommodate Low Tier creatures.
And now, Rogel, by no means, is associated with Low Tier creatures...
No wonder Hudson’s foe was only a low-level Blood Race...
It seems these Blood Race simply used some tricks to go to the Five Great Seas, snatching humans back to the Blood Sea for a good profit.
However, faced with this situation, Rogel wasn’t entirely without options.
Though this Teleportation Array couldn’t be used, Rogel could expand it with a simple drawing.
This required a large amount of Power of Faith, but it wasn’t much for him.
Soon, the Teleportation Array was completed.
"Let’s go."
Rogel led the group into the Teleportation Array.
The Five Great Seas once engulfed by the great tide, who knows what they’re like now...
...
Rumble!
The muffled thunder echoed across the sky, blood-colored clouds appeared like scabs, strange black creatures traversed within, as if a piece of rotten meat crawling with flies.
The blood-colored rain was murky and carried a foul stench.
On the turbulent sea, giant waves surged, countless corpses and fragmented structures floated atop.
Oooooo—
A bizarre slender silhouette flew from afar.
Under the occasional flashes of lightning, its appearance could be discerned.
It was an object resembling a scepter, floating with countless corpses bound to it, blood and rotten guts flowing, not only humans, but sea creatures and animals attached to it.
Floating in the air, it moved forward amid the storm.
At the top of this scepter-like eerie floating object, a bloody mouth emitted an insane eerie voice, lingering all around.
"Follow the Saints’ lead..."
"Become the... Walkers of the tide..."
"Follow the Saints’ lead..."
"Become the... Walkers of the tide..."
On a distant isolated island, a filthy man hiding in a cave heard this voice, his mind began to blur, his body uncontrollably moving outside.
"Hehe..."
On the outskirts of the island, a hunched black figure was slowly advancing.
But soon, it abruptly turned around, eyes filled with bloodlust, glaring at that filthy man.
This eerie creature’s body instantly collapsed, transforming into a pool of blood mud, rapidly creeping towards the filthy man.
Just as this pool of blood mud was about to seize the filthy man.
Rumble—
An extremely shocking roar, accompanied by a thunderstorm that nearly illuminated the entire world, startled him awake.
The eerie creature also frightened at this moment, swiftly fled.
With a splash, half of the corpse scepter fell into the murky sea, stirring up huge waves.
The remaining corpse scepter emitted nauseating screams, carrying charred mist, urgently changed direction, wanting to flee the scene.
"Hmm?"
On the Gelin, Rogel couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow with surprise.
Although it was just a casual strike, he didn’t expect this bizarre thing to still endure.
After pondering for a moment, he didn’t continue attacking, instead letting the Skeleton Warrior beside him control the Gelin, following the half corpse scepter.
Simultaneously, he allocated a bit of energy to bring the man from the island over, intending to inquire.
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