abnabooks Chapter 528 - 308: Ascension, Angel of Silence
Chapter 528 - 308: Ascension, Angel of Silence
Fernar’s heart was also conflicted.
Since childhood, he had wanted to go to sea, eager to see the true face of the world.
But later, he saw his uncle receive an Extraordinary Magic Potion, it seemed the neighbor’s uncle also became an Extraordinary, saw fewer beggars, the noble offspring exploiting others disappeared, saw countless young believers in the church begin to spontaneously clean up the Extraordinary monsters that the Kizi Church had never bothered with...
And... the childhood friend who had become ordinary.
My hometown, it’s getting better...
Fernar made up his mind to at least repay the Secret Society for recognizing his potential.
Maybe, wait until Black Tide Secret Society no longer needs him, then go to sea, also good...
Fernar looked down at the Black Tide Mark in his hand, silently speaking in his heart.
Pop!
Just as he was lost in thought, a hand suddenly slapped his shoulder, startling him.
"Fernar!"
"You, thinking about Nita again, aren’t you?"
A large face appeared smilingly in front of Fernar.
"Damn! You bastard! You scared the hell out of me! Damn you!" Fernar angrily kicked his butt.
His brother, despite being scolded, rubbed his backside and chuckled: "If you’re thinking about her, go find her then; she asked me why you’re ignoring her."
"If you go find her, she’ll surely fall into your arms."
Pfft!
Hearing this, instead of being happy, Fernar felt like a knife stabbed into his heart, cold and bitter.
Fernar sighed: "Don’t mention her anymore; I’d rather find an old widow for life than her."
His gaze was firm, not like he was lying.
At this moment, his good brother saw his expression, knowing he was deeply disappointed, and patted his shoulder to comfort him: "What are you saying, now everyone on Scot Island knows our Fernar is a famous big shot, the most talented young man in Black Tide Secret Society, and entrusted with important tasks by Bishop Tariq..."
"Women who adore you line up from East Port to West Port, no way you’ll end up with an old widow?"
Quickly, he stopped being serious.
"By the way, the widow Lady Kali also seems interested in you; I saw her still charming in her mature beauty, heh heh..."
After looking at him silently, Fernar took a deep breath, pointed expressionlessly at the deck: "Quetidore’s crew, I now command you as captain to clean this deck immediately."
"Huh?"
"Hurry up."
Fernar glared at him.
"Damn!" Quetidore gave him a middle finger and left obediently.
Bastard, think you can’t be dealt with?
Finally calm after that, Fernar took a look at the Navigation Map.
The sea ahead was slowly turning gloomy and dark.
It seemed a black curtain was covering the entire sky...
...
"Chelegen, I’ll return to Black Tide City soon, prepare for it, we’ll unify all the city-states of Mire of Decay."
In the Place of Audience, Rogel said to Chelegen beside him.
He had Doyle, a fellow with Demigod Tier strength, on board; it’d be a pity not to use his combat power.
Chelegen reacted to these words, nodding slightly.
It was clear he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
"Sharo, prepare a batch of managers, organize two fleets, to take over Sphincter Region and Carmen Region."
"Also, we’re in a temporary truce with Kizi Church, deliver this order as well."
Rogel turned to look at Sharo beside him.
Hearing this, despite being shocked, Sharo nodded; although managers were still scarce, they’d had experience from the previous time.
Those disobedient and causing trouble could directly be physically eliminated.
Then, still somewhat puzzled, she asked: "What did you do with the Desire Curse? How did you suddenly take these two regions?"
Rogel smiled, speaking the truth: "I gave Kizi God a bit of a scare, and He agreed to cede territory."
Sharo: "..."
Chelegen: "..."
Though it sounded like a joke, they felt Rogel wouldn’t joke about such matters.
"I’m not joking, go ahead."
"For these two places, I’ll have an acquaintance temporarily oversee them."
Rogel said.
Acquaintance?
For Rogel’s mention of an acquaintance, Sharo and Chelegen felt puzzled but didn’t ask more.
The trust the Master of the Black Tide had in Rogel was unquestionable; when Master of the Black Tide wasn’t around, Rogel’s word was as good as His.
So, without further hesitation, the two started their work.
...
After arranging these matters, Rogel finally focused on himself.
Now, Power of Faith had accumulated significantly.
It’s time to upgrade the Tier of his true body.
Made a decision.
Rogel quickly used Power of Faith to gather necessary materials for preparing the potion, and made it.
[You acquired: Angel Potion—Angel of Silence.]
Gazing at the potion in his hand, radiating with destructive power, Rogel first used a Self-Sacrifice Potion.
[You used Self-Sacrifice Potion, allowing the mutant force within to remodel your body.]
[Your Body Value increased significantly...]
[Your Spiritual Value decreased significantly...]
[Your Faith Value consumption accelerated...]
With the consumption of Self-Sacrifice Potion.
Rogel watched as on-screen, his body began to swell, his true body ceaselessly shaking its head, showing a look of pain as if forcing itself to stay awake.
This process intensified over time.
His body began to swell and mutate, as if about to turn into a monster.
At this moment, Rogel picked up the Angel Potion, raised his head, and drank it in one gulp.
After drinking the Angel Potion, Rogel’s body’s mutation quickly calmed down, only leaving residual pain from the metamorphosis.
A moment later, game tips sounded.
[You drank an Angel Potion.]
[Character Tier ascending...]
[Ascension successful, your Character Tier ascended to "Angel," level cap increased to eighty.]
[Your Character Attributes increased significantly.]
[You touch Authority, now able to harness part of the power of "Calamity and Destruction."]
[Your personal interface’s Skills have changed, some Special Skills will no longer display Tier Level, some bonus equipment will no longer be effective.]
[Title: Rogel]
[Level: 71]
[Body: 95]
[Spirit: 95]
[Faith: 55]
[Tier: Angel]
[Touch Authority: Calamity and Destruction]
[Special Skills: Calamity and Destruction, Calamity Control, Wheel of Knowledge, Magic Potion, Dragon Transformation, Fog Flash, Skeleton Stripping...]
After a brief glance at his personal interface, Rogel closed it.
He closed his eyes, silently feeling the power flowing within him, and his connection with the Authority power.
He lowered his head, clenched his hand.
Deep yellow destruction light began to flicker over his fist, tearing and distorting the surrounding air.
He relaxed his hand, and the power vanished.
Looking around, this was the Alchemy Room in the cave space, not an ideal place to test the power.
Moments later, he arrived at the widest area in the cave space.
Looking at the yellow sandy slopes ahead.
He merely let a thought flow.
Everything in front began to change dramatically.
Behind Rogel, Authority power started to accumulate, seeping from the air into his spine, like a pair of strange dark golden wings, beautiful and splendid.
Next moment.
Dark yellow destruction power appeared from the void and spread, expanding to every corner Rogel’s thought directed.
Whew...
A gentle breeze passed through, a huge rift appeared on the ground, its material engulfed by destruction power and faded into the air.
Dark yellow destruction power didn’t make any sound, silently taking everything.
Seeing this, Rogel sighed.
The mysterious and fearful power of Heisatan might be not so direct.
But the destruction power is incredibly daunting.
"Mystery and Fear, Calamity and Destruction... could it be I’m in a villain’s story?"
Rogel couldn’t help but mock himself.