421: Chapter 194: Having nothing to repay you with, I’ll see you off on your journey 421: Chapter 194: Having nothing to repay you with, I’ll see you off on your journey The average depth of the Irish Sea is 60 ters, with a maximum depth of less than 300 ters.
The location where the Obelisk fell was about a hundred ters from the surface of the sea.
For the average person, free diving to a depth of one hundred ters is an extrely difficult record to achieve.
Without day and night professional training, the possibility of successfully challenging the record is slim to none.
Going down was possible, but the key was whether one could co back up.
Many would simply sink to the bottom.
For Mages, free diving to a depth of one hundred ters wasn’t a big problem; even without using magic, their strong physical condition ensured that they could easily make the round trip.
Four Mages pushed away the water current, creating a magic version of a submarine in midair, and descended to the vicinity of the Obelisk.
The fifty-ter-tall Obelisk lay horizontally in the deep sea, crafted entirely of gold, carved with the pattern of a Giant wielding thunderstorm.
Guy didn’t hesitate, he opened the suitcase-sized Sealing Book and set about sealing the Obelisk.
The Sealing Book had already been set to a trigger mode, with a self-contained sealing space inside.
Black chains shot out, winding around the Obelisk Stone Tablet and firmly binding it.
Following that, a slender, pale arm extended, clasping the Obelisk on both sides and placing it into the Sealing Book.
The task was complete, so easy it was almost without difficulty.
“Sebastian, you really are a waste of space!”
Guy closed the Sealing Book, signaled to his four underlings, and was ready to leave.
Suddenly, he sensed a massive energy rapidly approaching.
He waved his hand and cast multiple Deathly Barriers to block any sneaky attacks from hidden enemies.
“Who’s there, co out if you’re hiding!”
Guy shouted fiercely, his eyes swirling with grey mist, staring intently at the other side of the barrier.
Under his gaze, the figure disregarded the Death Essence, easily crossed the multiple barriers, and erged riding an Undead Warhorse.
Death Knight!
“Knight Lord, what are you doing here?”
Guy was shocked, quickly dissolved the multiple Deathly Barriers, and explained that he ant no offense, hoping the Death Knight would forgive his rash behavior.
“You did well, much better than Sebastian.
I wasn’t wrong about you.”
Wayne spoke slowly, guiding the Undead Warhorse closer to the group.
His skeletal fra was wrapped in a dense aura of Death Essence, keeping the seawater from penetrating.
Seeing the Sealing Book for a mont, Wayne guessed the other’s identity.
After a test, it turned out to be one of the Death Church, a subordinate of the Headless Knight.
Chasing and delivering equipnt, the Headless Knight was good in every way, but just too courteous, almost embarrassingly so.
Let’s see if he has the guts to try again next ti!
“Knight Lord, why are you here in Windsor?” Guy asked a question similar to the one Sebastian had asked.
“Do you really want to know why?”
“It was out of line for your subordinate to ask.”
Guy quickly shut his mouth, knowing that knowing too much wasn’t good.
He was very afraid of the Death Knight.
He offered the Sealing Book with both hands, not wanting to linger in this place.
Wayne didn’t accept the Sealing Book.
Drawing from his last experience, he guessed that the Headless Knight had hidden a thought within the Sealing Book.
The sa trick, Wayne had no reason to fall for it twice.
He gazed into the deep sea, “Leave the Sealing Book behind, you may go.
I still have matters to handle here.
You are lucky not to have disturbed its eternal slumber.”
Guy and his four n swallowed nervously, curious about the ‘it’ that had the Death Knight on high alert.
Following the principle of not asking if the boss didn’t tell, they smartly played dumb, respectfully set down the Sealing Book, and prepared to leave.
Just then, a wisp of grey mist erged from the Sealing Book, split into two on the spot; one headed straight for Wayne, while the other took on the form of a tortured soul right there.
I knew you had sothing up your sleeve!
Wayne drew Shadowmare, the blade diverting its cold light, and he slashed at the grey mist.
He was on guard, but it wasn’t enough.
As the owner of Shadowmare, Wayne and the Headless Knight had nearly equal authority: equals, none higher than the other.
But, the thought strength of the Headless Knight was definitely greater than that of Wayne.
After the violent collision, Shadowmare disappeared, and Wayne was dislodged from his Vest System, Death Essence swirling around his body, helplessly floating in the sea water with a look of resignation.
The other stream of grey mist took on the Headless Knight’s form, bellowing furiously: “Guy, pick up the Sealing Book.
He’s not .
He’s just a despicable, shaless, lowlife thief.”
Guy watched the scene with his eyes wide and his mind buzzing, completely clueless about what was happening.
His four underlings wore the sa expression, standing foolishly in place, unable to grasp the situation.
“Guy, don’t mind him.”
Wayne laughed coldly, “A creature who doesn’t even have a head, a traitor who has betrayed the Goddess’s faith to serve the Devil, what right do you have to call yourself the Death Knight?
I am the true God-chosen!”
The Headless Knight roared in anger.
Guy looked left and then right, and although he didn’t understand very much, he felt that there was so truth in Wayne’s words.
Let’s not beat around the bush.
When Guy received the Sealing Book, he felt it reeked of Hell, quite different from the style of his own Church.
The Knight had betrayed the Goddess, the Goddess had chosen a new Knight, and now the two Knights were at odds, engaged in a skirmish.
The question was, with the two God-chosen Knights in conflict, they could take it up with the Goddess.
Why involve him, Guy?
He was just a Golden Mage, a minor underling of the big brothers.
He was nothing significant.
What right did he have to take part in a squabble between Knights!
Guy remained silent, feigning death.
He neither left directly nor picked up the Sealing Book.
That’s how a mature Mage behaves!
The Headless Knight imdiately scolded, “You idiot, don’t be fooled by him.
I have never betrayed the Goddess’s faith.
If I were really a traitor, the Goddess would have retracted my Divine Power long ago!”
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