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??Chapter 371: Chapter 292: The Legend Turns Out to Be Myself?_1

Chapter 371: Chapter 292: The Legend Turns Out to Be Myself?_1

Padlin New Navigation Island, Dock No. 24.

“Woo woo…”

As an old steamship, spewing gray-black Origin Energy Steam, docked.

The harbor ca to life.

Residents from the nearby oceanic islands, who sold local specialties, squeezed onto the dock, peddling snacks, local tobacco, and trinkets like authentic totem accessories to the disembarking passengers in the not-so-fluent Cerion language.

Most of these vendors of local produce were children.

And the vast majority of them did not possess a Transcendent Sequence.

On one hand, this was because here in Padlin New Navigation Island, the price of Transcendent Sequence Seeds was inherently high.

On the other hand, these dark-skinned, shorter children were indigenous residents of the Transcendent Ocean.

It was very difficult for them to be admitted to the Transcendent Academy on Padlin New Navigation Island and to be assessed for Transcendent Talent and to obtain a Transcendent Sequence.

Though, at present, the Duchy of Cerion was pushing forward a residency bill.

It allowed these indigenous oceanic residents to beco formal residents of the Duchy of Cerion, to gain the citizenship rights of Cerion, and permitted their children to receive a Transcendent education.

But policy implentation always takes ti to settle in.

Luckily!

Padlin New Navigation Island had already started to allow these indigenous oceanic residents to move in voluntarily.

And if we turn back the clock forty to fifty years.

These indigenous oceanic residents were considered “uncivilized natives” whose heads, upon capture, would be cut off and hung up to dry on the ship’s side, serving as deterrents against the tribes who worshipped Evil Spirits in the ocean.

The roaring tide of Steam.

Pushed the developnt of the Transcendent Era, bringing many new changes.

Within the bustling crowd.

A “Grey Robe Wizard” wearing simple Third Rank Grey Wizard Robes, after stepping off the ship, glanced at the old steam-powered sailing vessel and murmured thoughtfully.

“The Origin Energy Steam Engine is severely contaminated by the chaotic marine Transcendent Characteristics; it could break down at any mont, the Captain should replace that large Origin Energy Steam Engine… hmm… perhaps it’s not just the Origin Energy Steam Engine that needs to be replaced.”

“This ship is old enough, too. The stench of rot and mold in the cabins, not even my Magic Cottage could keep it out.”

“Fortunately… at last, we’ve docked, and my nose won’t have to suffer any longer.”

Following the moving crowd, the Wizard “Tuck” looked up at the land known as the pearl of the ocean—Padlin New Navigation Island.

The concave bay blocked the transmission of the ocean waves, keeping the bay still regardless of the tumultuous seas outside, making it the perfect harbor dock.

This is also why Padlin New Navigation Island has been able to continually expand.

On the steamship, Tuck had also heard.

Padlin New Navigation Island was planning to dig through the mountain ranges on both sides of the bay to extend New Navigation Island.

Such a monuntal task naturally fell to the old earthbenders.

Even in this Transcendent World, the earthbenders could still play a massive role.

The concave harbor dock was surrounded by a multitude of off-white buildings full of bay features, layer upon layer spreading out until they reached the foot of the distant mountain range, where the Steam Tower Area lay.

The Steam Tower Area constantly sent steam rising, almost rging with the mountain range.

Tuck scrutinized the remote circular towers from afar, a glint flashing deep in his eyes.

“The Steam Ecology of Padlin New Navigation Island is quite good.”

“Thanks to the sea breeze, the Steam Grey Mist here seems very fresh, unlike in St. Land, where it’s perennially dreary and persistent.”

“Hmm… and the Four Ring Tower, it’s a nice potential developnt area.”

Tuck looked over this new destination, Padlin New Navigation Island, with great interest.

“Go to the Three-Eyed God Church Tower.”

On the street, Tuck boarded a carriage waiting for passengers.

With the clip-clop of hooves.

The cityscape of Padlin New Navigation Island unfolded like a long scroll through the carriage window.

The shops were full of variety.

There were plenty of Transcendents, travelers, and rchants from the inland of the Duchy of Cerion, as well as the darker-skinned indigenous oceanic residents.

It was just that there were fewer Transcendents.

Occasionally, Tuck could see Transcendents dressed distinctly differently from the local residents.

Clearly, these stylistically different Transcendents were visitors from foreign lands.

Half a month ago.

Tuck had blown up the Black Corrosion Ship, pursued, and annihilated the Sixth-Rank Bishop “Jero Mike” with a nuclear blast.

Although Tuck knew so people had caught wind of this event.

He never imagined that it would stir up such big waves across the ocean.

The Steam Ocean Daily was the first to cover the event, elaborately and in detail, depicting the entire course of the battle between Tuck and Jero Mike.

Even Tuck’s Level 45 and Jero Mike’s Level 68 were precisely highlighted.

At the sa ti, the Ocean Steam Daily was unabashed in revealing Tuck’s identity.

God’s Devotee “Tuck Ramore.”

This utterly set the Transcendent Ocean aboil.

In the following days,

an unceasing stream of native Transcendent Geniuses, even those from different domains,

voluntarily spent their own money to place advertisents.

So spoke impertinently, proclaiming their intention to challenge the God’s Devotee, Tuck.

Others declared themselves to be super geniuses, wishing to engage in a real man’s 1V1 battle with the God’s Devotee, Tuck, asserting that if Tuck were a man, he should not back down.

Certainly!

These Transcendent Geniuses, hailing from foreign domains or the native land, whom Tuck had hardly heard about, all intended to ride on Tuck’s fa to cent their own Legendary Features.

Even more outrageous were those who professed a desire to slay the God’s Devotee, Tuck.

Without a doubt, these were the futile ravings of the Dark Sun Church’s Black Mice skulking in dark corners.

Tuck rather enjoyed their look of powerlessness mixed with exasperation, their inability to eliminate him.

For a continuous half-month, the discussions about angels, Forbidden Curses, and God’s Devotees refused to die down.

So much so that when Tuck transferred to a regular passenger ship at the northernmost point of Padlin New Navigation Island on “Starke Island,” he could hear discussions about the Steam Angel, God’s Devotee, and Forbidden Curses everywhere.

When Tuck passed by the Three-Eyed God’s prayer room on the passenger ship, he could hear prayers ntioning “God’s Devotee” and “Tuck Ramore.”

Undoubtedly, Tuck’s legendary tale was beginning to take shape in the Transcendent World.

His true na echoes across the sea!

This allowed Tuck’s Legendary Features to experience a minor surge in the ti since.

In the tide of the era, as he forged his own immortal Legendary Features, Tuck was feeling it more clearly than ever!

Compared to St. Land which had a large number of faithful followers of the Three-Eyed God Church,

Padlin New Airlines Island had far fewer.

So much so that during the sweltering heat of midday, the vast Three-Eyed God Church Square was nearly deserted.

Having paid the fare, Tuck alighted from the carriage and his gaze swept over the square of the Three-Eyed God Church.

Imdiately, he walked towards a bench under a shady tree not far off.

Under the shade, a man wearing a black coat with dark skin and a calm deanor was feeding the many seagulls scattered across the plaza.

As Tuck approached,

the nurous seagulls appeared to be startled, and with a booming noise, they scattered all at once, fleeing the area as if for their lives.

At that mont, the dark-skinned man finally lifted his gaze to the taller, burly figure wearing a Third Rank Grey Wizard’s Robe before him.

“I need to see Archbishop Reag.”

Tuck stated straightforwardly.

The dark-skinned man was initially sowhat puzzled.

But when he heard Tuck’s distinct St. Land accent and learned of his purpose,

he was instantly shocked on his feet.

“How… How did you find ?”

The dark-skinned man was of the [Steam, Dark Assassin] Sequence; not to ntion his strength, his self-stealth thods and abilities were extraordinarily remarkable throughout the whole of Padlin New Navigation Island.

Yet, this person before him saw through it at a glance.

“You an, the scent of the Three-Eyed God prayer rituals that you’ve accumulated within the Three-Eyed God Church? Or perhaps your rank of a 59th-level reserve bishop. Or maybe, those four formidable Steam Cores, along with your impressive ‘Steam, Dark Assassin’ Transcendent Sequence?”

Tuck casually sat down on a bench under the shadow, speaking indifferently.

The remarks from Tuck rendered the dark-skinned man unable to sit still any longer, although he was actually standing at that mont.

In front of this wizard, he felt as transparent as glass.

He saw that the opponent’s rank was only 40th level.

Beyond that, he couldn’t sense anything about the opponent’s Transcendent Sequence, Transcendent State, or essence aura.

Even the 40th level he sensed felt fake; the newspaper reports claid it was 45th level.

“Indeed… It is you!”

“Your Highness, God’s Devotee!”

The dark-skinned man paused for a mont, then spoke earnestly,

“The Great Archbishop and several Bishops are currently in a eting, discussing the handling of affairs related to the Land of Seals.”

“If Your Highness the God’s Devotee has important matters to discuss with the Great Archbishop, I can take you to see His Excellency Bishop right now.”

After listening, Tuck waved his hand and said, “No rush, sit down!”

“You can start by telling

about the Forbidden Seals on Padlin New Navigation Island.”

“Also… regarding the World Barrier, if you know about it, you can elaborate further,” Tuck continued.

“When I ca here, there was talk of many Transcendents discussing the Dual World Barrier; the situation there seems quite grave.”

“I’d be more than happy to serve!”

The dark-skinned man sat down, took a mont to compose himself, and then began to narrate.

“…”

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