The sunlight was so intense that it made it impossible to open one’s eyes.
The entire atmosphere at the port was suffocatingly oppressive.
It wasn’t just because there were too many people.
It was more due to an indescribable aura.
Heavy, oppressive, with hints of anger and sorrow.
The Sea God Church has existed in the Kingdom for so many years, and most years, only during the New Year would a considerable number of believers gather at the headquarters to pray and celebrate the arrival of the New Year.
At other tis, the headquarters always seed deserted.
But this year definitely seed to be an exception.
First, a while ago, due to a divine revelation event, all the believers from the Royal Capital ca to the headquarters, and even so nearby devotees from other places.
It was thought to be the peak mont in recent years, yet unexpectedly, not long later, people gathered once again.
But this gathering was sorrowful.
Because, that man who had once demonstrated divine miracles before everyone, chosen by the deity, Lord Depp.
Was dead.
And he was publicly murdered at the gate of the Sea God Sect.
It was a blatant act of provocation.
More importantly, his body has still not been found until now.
He was slain and fell into the sea, and afterward, the Sea God Sect sent many people to search the sea with no results.
It was as if he had rged into the sea and surged away with the waves.
This result intensified the sorrow and anger.
People couldn’t understand why such an important figure as Lord Depp could be assassinated, was there no one to protect him?
No one stood up to take responsibility.
The cathedral was silent.
It was both a mont of mourning and a silence filled with unspeakable words.
Pope Edwin sat on the throne, his face cast in shadows under the statue of the Goddess, and equally shadowed were the faces of Heigen and Yelit.
No one knew what they were thinking at that mont.
"We must avenge Lord Depp!"
At this mont, Maurice suddenly stood up, shouting loudly.
Maurice was no longer the small figure he used to be.
Ever since he killed Shark Jensen, his status soared, rising from the humble priesthood to a candidate for High Priest, becoming soone second only to Heigen and the others in status within the church.
And this was rely a change in church position; his actual status had also seen a rapid transformation.
Previously, people only recognized Depp, but now everyone considered him as the second deity-chosen person after Depp.
Additionally, he had an inherent advantage; he had been a devout believer since childhood.
So when he stood up to speak, others imdiately responded, and a group of young priests in the church rallied around him.
"We must catch the murderer!"
"Kill Sea King Lockeby!"
"It must be Lockeby who instigated this; he must pay the price!"
Voices surged like waves within the church.
Ethan watched everything coldly from the side.
He received the ssage this morning and was invited over from the hotel.
When he heard the news, he appeared quite stunned, carrying a bit of sorrow and anger.
Everything was just right because it seed he had only known Depp for a short ti, having only t a few tis, barely qualifying as acquaintances.
After arriving, he didn’t exhibit overly emotional reactions.
Normally, such behavior would certainly arouse suspicion because he was the second deity-chosen after Depp, nearly akin to lips and teeth relationship.
If the first died, people would generally look to the second.
Originally, it should have been this way.
But Maurice erged suddenly.
So everyone’s attention shifted to him, and Ethan was obscurely overlooked.
After all, no matter how you put it, he wasn’t an official believer.
And this was exactly what Ethan wanted to see.
To not be noticed, hidden within the crowd.
This was the best.
After all, he carried too many secrets.
And among these secrets was one about today’s truth.
The truth was, Depp, or rather Johnny Blackbird wasn’t dead.
He was the immortal Johnny, possessing the power of an immortal true na, able to survive even if his body was chopped with an axe.
Without a doubt, the pursuer was Joseph’s best subordinate, the Skullbreaker.
They contributed a perfect performance.
After Johnny Blackbird fell into the sea, he was imdiately swept away by the sea’s power.
Of course, Ethan’s help was indispensable.
As for the Skullbreaker, he also disappeared into the crowd quickly.
Regarding how to escape, the Skullbreaker was very experienced.
"Then let them pay the price."
When the wave of voices reached its peak, the highest authority beneath the statue of the Goddess, Pope Edwin finally spoke.
His voice seed devoid of emotion, his gaze swept over everyone, and finally settled on Maurice.
Maurice also noticed the Pope’s gaze; he didn’t avoid it, whereas in the past, he would have humbly lowered his head.
But now, he only gazed back calmly.
"Maurice, this matter is entrusted to you, bring the murderer back, and then, we will purify him; Depp’s death must not be let go, he was God’s ssenger, killing him is tantamount to desecrating the Goddess."
"No rcy."
"No rcy!"
The Pope’s words resonated the most.
The entire cathedral boiled again, almost ready to burn with this weather.
Ethan glanced at the Pope hidden in the shadows, then looked at Maurice, who was now surrounded by nurous gazes.
Things were getting more and more interesting.
With the Pope’s decision made, people’s anger finally had a vent.
Everyone huddled around Maurice as they exited the cathedral.
At that mont, undoubtedly, Maurice felt his life reaching its pinnacle; although he had not yet truly beco a Saint, he had already beco an influential figure, no longer the unnoticed little priest he once was.
As for how to catch that murderer.
Maurice was very confident.
He truly believed there was a deity watching over him, the Goddess would assist him.
Especially after the beloved Depp’s death.
Actually concerning Depp’s death, Maurice was secretly pleased inside.
Originally, Depp had the strongest radiance, everyone only acknowledged him, the one deity-chosen.
Now he’s dead, that position is vacant.
Coincidentally, it seed Ethan was slow to respond, had no thoughts about it, or maybe he was scared by Depp’s death, in any case, now the position was his.
Perhaps before, the Goddess favored them more, but now, without a doubt, he was the most favored.
Especially since just monts ago, he faintly sensed the Goddess’s aura again.
He was not searching for Ethan lost in the crowd anymore.
This was his era, he was certain of it.
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