To put it simply, if the A-level Crack in the Witch Sea gets out of control, it will inevitably affect the Crack in the White Tower Sea.
Like a chain of dominoes.
Ann asked with confusion:
"But what does this have to do with ?"
The Book Saint replied:
"This Crack is known as the Witch Library, born of the very first Witch, with strict restrictions; only Witches can enter this Crack...
As the Cracks of the Witch Sea collapse, the Deformation Level of this Crack will inevitably rise, requiring soone to continually pass through the Crack to lower its Deformation Level.
In simple terms, 'Book Witch' is the chosen Guardian."
A Crack that only 'Witches' can enter... A hint of surprise flashed in Ann's eyes.
Most Cracks' restrictions aren't that strict.
I see... A sense of relief washed over Ann.
However, the lethargic Book Saint spoke so much in one breath, which was still frightening.
Ann nodded and said:
"I will try my best to clear this Crack."
It's not about clearing it, but well, it's not ti yet... The Book Saint turned her head:
"By the way, Ann, do you know the prophecy of the Ice Witch?"
Ann nodded her head.
In a bygone era, the Ice Witch was also known as the Prophet, legend has it that she had the miraculous power to foresee fate.
Her fate could predict the starting point and process of history!
In these long five hundred years, no one has defied the fate she spoke of!
At this mont, Ann's pupils suddenly shrank.
She saw the lax Book Saint sit up, her curly hair falling onto her legs.
She looked out the window, her eyes filled with indescribable sorrow:
"In the prophecy of the Ice Witch, if the tide rises, all coastal cities will be destroyed, everything will turn to wasteland...
No one born of the sea can escape this fate.
Including you and , your parents, this moving city, and this vast sea."
"For this reason, the Ice Witch also wrote a will for ..."
A will, everyone, will die... A look of bewildernt and disbelief flashed across Ann's eyes.
She could sense sorrow coming from an invincible Saint.
She followed the gaze of the Book Saint; only now did she realize that upon the cradle of the Book Witch lay a long strip of paper written in azure script.
On it was written, in elegant cursive, advice urging the 'Book Saint' to leave the sea and live out her years in peace.
In the prophecy of the Ice Witch, a catastrophe dire enough to obliterate even the Tower of Books will be born upon these seas!
No one will escape unscathed!
Ann swallowed hard, at a loss for how to describe her current feelings.
The Book Saint murmured:
"But don't worry, her prophecy can only predict the beginning and the middle."
Finally, she turned her head and gazed towards the Mist Sea for a long ti:
"Alright, Ann, go get your enrollnt materials from the dean."
"Tomorrow, I will personally coach you, to train you into a qualified 'Library Administrator'."
The Book Saint adjusted the uncomfortable Water Elf pillow and closed her eyes.
"Understood, Book Saint."
Ann bent over as a sign of respect.
However, the Book Saint didn't respond.
Asleep? A hint of confusion flashed in Ann's eyes.
She took another look at Water Elf Number Three, which was rcilessly being used as both a pillow and a bathing towel by the Book Saint.
Seeing Water Elf Number Three, who had been with her for a long ti, being used as a pillow gave Ann an undefinable feeling.
Yet in front of the Book Saint, she showed no change in her expression.
What exactly happened at Qi Na? Ann vaguely felt sothing and looked towards the direction of the Mist Sea.
...
...
Mist Sea, Black Whale Island.
Upon the fog-filled Black Sea, waves rippled like scars one after another.
An old man wrapped in pitch-black bandages paddled, bringing a small boat filled with wounded people to shore.
He then opened his mouth and spoke to the nurous ships behind him:
"You can open your eyes now."
The Nether River Ferryman led a fleet of pirate ships to reach Black Whale Island.
"We're ashore! Woohoo!"
Then, one after another, ships filled with captives and treasures moored.
"Get off! You scum!"
"From now on, this is your ho!!"
"We don't care if you are nobility or young masters of great families!"
"Even Navy Marshal Bai Ou has to serve us!"
"Go ahead and cry! Scream! Your cries only excite more!"
The pirates yelled, roughly tossing the treasures and slaves down from the ship.
In just a few minutes, the barren shoreline of the island was piled high with dazzling Transcendent treasures and fifteen hundred fresh slaves!
These recent days, with the 'Black Blood Potion' developed by the Black Death Doctor, the Black Whale Group has expanded rapidly. Even though Dragon Tar King and Blood Demon Doctor, and many other generals were defeated, the numbers of the Black Whale Group had grown even more significant!
At the sa ti, compared to 'killing,' the Black Whale Group exhibited a preference for capturing alive.
Whether it's the continued research of Black Whale Blood or the exploration of Cracks, they needed a large number of living humans.
Those who arrived here were all prominent pirates from the Black Whale Group, with recent fa and significant achievents!
Anyone setting foot on this island is bound to receive direct rewards from the Pirate Emperor, the Great Whale Father!
Nowadays, with Dragon Tar King and Gunfire Queen Carol among the Seven Great Pirate Generals defeated, many ambitious pirates are eager for achievents to replace the Pirate Generals!
However, this group of power-hungry pirates wasn't particularly concerned with rewards!
Instead, all their gazes were fixated on the scar-riddled Black Death Doctor beside the Nether River Ferryman.
Reviews
All reviews (0)