In the perception of the residents of the Outer Harbor, the church on the Cape Latter was abandoned by its followers many years ago.

Those dilapidated walls with mysterious religious style now stand on the dark rocks of the sea cliff. The courtyard is deserted, with only a few unwelcome statues standing. Beggars and homeless people from the harbor hide here, turning this place into a nest of thieves and a place of filth.

The dignitaries were frightened by this "title nest". The past consuls were unwilling to allocate a few kids from the city's vault to completely rectify the place. The guards of the port also tacitly allocated it outside their defense zone. Over time, it seemed as if the entire Gula's sins were gathered here, and ordinary people would not easily get close to this place.

But the situation changed a few months ago. A group of knights who claimed to be the God of Crows and the Storm came here. After obtaining the permission of the consul, they captured the sacred temple and claimed to have recovered the place. Although these knights also put the place on high alert, others still could not get close to it after that, but everything was different from before.

The residents of the Outer Port only occasionally talk about where the beggars and homeless people finally went.

People often agree on this, the Grey Knights are indifferent and ruthless, so most of them go to the dark dungeon under the temple. But not many people will sympathize with these people.

In the hall, the silent aisle suddenly echoed in the sound of footsteps of the tunnel.

The long corridor passes through a row of tall rose arch windows, which the Grey Knight calls the Atonement Walk, which leads to the inner hall behind and the place where monks rest.

Outside the arch window is the dark sea of ​​air, which is in the depth before dawn, with no trace of starlight.

The owner of the footsteps stopped and suddenly looked at the figure appearing in front of him.

The figure seemed to be a slanted silhouette, extending from the statue in front of the arch window, and landing obliquely on one side of the wall. A tall figure gradually separated from the shadow and stood in front of him motionlessly. It was a gray outer robe, and it seemed as if nothing was left below, with only two purple flames flashing.

The flame flickered and stared at him.

A tremor flashed in the owner's heart with footsteps, and he bent down gently, "Everything is done. Although he lost his target for the time being, the other party could not escape...it just...it will take some time."

An empty voice came from under the robe. It was not high, but it produced a rumbling thunder sound, echoing in the heart:

"Even if you go through multiple universes, time is always scarce, and even for eternity, it's the same."

"I understand," the master of the footsteps showed a look of awe on his face. Every time he experienced such a conversation, he could not help but surrender to such power and power - just like what those people said.

He hesitated and replied, "But..."

"Those people will come here." The voice interrupted him.

The owner of the footsteps raised his head and looked at the other party in surprise: "Here?"

The flame flashed: "Yes, this is what 'he's telling you."

"He?" The master of the footsteps suddenly reacted. He knew the existence of the four guards in the Crow Claw Temple: "Son?"

The shadow did not answer, but silently agreed to the answer.

"But how did the Holy Son know?"

"Someone will tell him the answer, and this bureau has been deployed a long time ago."

The owner of the footsteps showed an incredible look on his face, as if he realized something.

The purple flames were only burning quietly in the darkness.

The footsteps, the owner of the footsteps, stood there for a while, and then asked, "How long can the star gate maintain a closed state?"

"I will leave you enough time, but don't waste our strength-"

The owner of the footsteps nodded quickly: "I understand, we will ensure that everything is foolproof."

But after he finished speaking, he raised his head and watched the flame flash, but hesitated for a moment before answering again: "...In addition, we have suffered a lot..."

He paused for a moment and continued, saying, "...The alliance's branches in Elpahin and Gula may be uprooted, which is different from those in other countries. They are very alert to external forces. We can only buy some people at most, but it will be of no use... This time the alliance may be hit hard, and they may even propose proposals and change the rules again... They may change the rules on the game table..."

“Change the rules?”

"Yes," the master of the footsteps nodded again: "...You can imagine it as an empire, the Kaorin-Ishurien Alliance and Rotao, the Hill of the Giant Trees and a group of kingdoms of all sizes jointly formed the "Star Gate Plan", but in this plan, there are actually only a few players who can change the rules of the game, and they are one of them..."

The empty voice quietly interrupted him:

"Don't explain to me your inefficient and redundant systems."

The owner of the footsteps was stunned: "But..."

"It seems you're still a little confused-"

The owner of the footsteps stopped, was silent for a moment before answering: "Yes, I don't quite understand why the other party is so important and worthy of us handing over this move? Is it for the ring of golden flames? Or the brilliance of the sea forest? Or the crown of the sea forest, and the map on the obelisk? But these are not important to us. We can get the legacy left by the Noumerlin elf without him."

The twinkling flame stared at him silently.

"You'll know the answer."

"But the answer will naturally be revealed after all this is over."

"That child is in the center of this website."

The owner of the footsteps opened his mouth silently and looked at the other person in shock.

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"Lone Boat?"

Canghai Guzhou withdrew his attention from the crystal in his hand, turned around and looked at his partner.

Jori looked at him and frowned: "It's not the first time you've been distracted today, what's wrong?"

"I'm not distracted, Qiaoli," Canghai Guzhou shook his head, and he looked at the crystal in his hand again: "It's just that I received a message."

“President’s news?”

The lonely boat in Canghai nodded gently: "They are here."

A trace of doubt flashed in Jori's eyes, but he immediately felt relieved: "The mission of the Empire is over? He came back faster than I thought, but Yue Chen's people have also lost their targets at the moment. They are at a certain time."

"No, the situation on the empire is very complicated. Only a few people have returned, and the others are still there, but it's enough," Canghai Guzhou replied: "It doesn't matter if the people on Yuechen side lose their target. The latest information has been sent back. We have already grasped the whereabouts of the other party."

"The latest information?" Jorie looked at him with some surprise. Is there any other information channel for the Jeffrett Reds? "They weren't missing in the Traveler's Swamp. The abandoned mine area stretched south of the Egonne Forest. What direction did they go? Elpahin? Dorifin?"

“None are not.”

Canghai Guzhou put down the crystal in his hand and gave the answer:

“Gulah.”

...

The gaze hidden in the darkness was quietly staring at the figures separated from a distance.

After everyone left, the master with deep eyes slowly walked out of the alley; the middle-aged man with frosted temples only silently glanced at the direction where a few people left and thought for a moment.

After a moment of pause, he seemed to have made up his mind and walked forward strode forward, while pulling the collar of the deep coat with his hand - as if using this subconscious action to cover the dark gray tattoo on his neck.

The middle-aged man looked up at the majestic building ahead - the product of the golden age of fourteen years of style, alchemy - in that era a large number of outstanding masters of craftsmen and artists emerged, and the municipal hall itself was just a copy.

A look of remembrance flashed in the gray eyes.

After countless times, behind pursuing and exploring the truth, I finally came to this place.

As before—

At this moment, in a forest more than ten miles away from Gula.

The Qihai Traveler was quietly anchoring in a clearing in the forest. It put away its sails and was hidden on its beautiful hull under the morning light. Compared with the recent past, there were several shocking bullet holes.

Yue Chen's men finally didn't watch them slip away, and still sent their own hunting fleet again at the last moment, but this time they bet right - the Bihuo hovered over the clouds, as if they were a neutral observer, never intervened.

However, the time Elite still bought for Qihai Traveler, and in the end Yuechen missed the best time window.

After fighting with the brisk sailboats of Yuechen, they finally broke into the Guy mining area, and the commemoration left by the other party for them during the confrontation was these shells.

One of the shells almost broke the tailmast, and the other one flew over the port side, taking away half of the horizontal wing sail. But what really caused the loss was two shells that ran across the hull. After one of the shells penetrated the shield on the left, it penetrated directly between the kitchen and the infirmary, taking away the grill that the Paparals liked the most, and it was just one click away to enter the magic cabin.

Another shell drilled into the utility room, then penetrated the board on the other side, and ran through the past. The shell suffered less damage, but injured a front rib.

Fang Zhu stood beside the cedar forest, holding his hands, looking at his boat with some heartache.

Although Bakins and Luo Yu had assured him not long ago that this injury was nothing to the Qihai Traveler, and it could be launched again after repairing it. As long as you find a safe place in the future and thoroughly repair it, it will be restored to its original state. Just as he saw the ship that he had just obtained became like this, he still felt a little guilty in his heart - this is the most precious property of the Qihai Traveler.

Of course he was a little suspicious that woman Elite chose not to take action because of her reply.

However, Fang Yushi did not regret rejecting the invitation from the party.

His previous reply was the same, and now it is the same

No matter how much trouble is, this is not something that can be exchanged. If the Qihai Traveler is broken, it can be repaired, and even if it sinks, you can find a way to build another ship.

But once the principle is lost, it is lost forever.

However, he did not blame Elite's people. On the contrary, although the cold lady did not take action, the Bihuo still bought them precious time. Therefore, he not only did not complain, but even felt a little grateful to the other party - of course he knew that there was no need for the Bihuo to appear there at all.

In theory, he owes the other party a favor.

While he was thinking silently, a voice suddenly came from behind:

"Ed," that was Alisa's voice: "Have you thought about how to sneak into Gula?"

He turned around and happened to see Miss Nightingale walking out of the woods. She went to explore the surroundings, and it seemed that nothing unexpected happened. He thought for a moment and replied, "Hongye and the others have a way. She contacted the people in Gula City. They might be able to find a way to make us sneak into the city quietly."

"Does Tapolis have people in Gula?"

Fang Zhu nodded.

While the two were talking, the others were ready to take a look at the boat.

Fang Zhu saw Sha Ye and Hongye walking over from afar, and behind them were the leaders of the redeemed group - Kweider and the "Grey Whistle" Blackbo.

In the battle not long ago, Jita and his group had already seen the level of the founder of the redeemed person. They could fight against several brigade members of the Flores alone. Although it could only be the other party's youth training camp, it was enough to explain the problem.
To be continued...