A new term appeared under the tier.

[Touch Authority: Mystery and Fear]

This is also a symbol of Heisatan’s promotion to Angel.

If one hasn’t touched authority, they can absolutely not be considered an Angel.

Moreover, unlike the Tooth Spirit of the Isle of Filth, Heisatan is quite similar to Uvie Muzhe, a genuinely true angelic being.

And the power mastered by [Mystery and Fear]...

It’s hard to describe the Power of Authority, but it can affect almost everything.

Just speaking of [Mystery], Heisatan already has a "passive," which makes creatures of the same and lower tiers basically unable to perceive Him.

In terms of hiding, it can be described as invincible, not to mention His other abilities.

Secondly is [Fear], this authority, which Rogel can only describe as quite perverse.

All creatures have fear in their hearts, and Heisatan can attack with the Power of Fear and also control the fear of life to a certain extent.

"Have skill levels disappeared?"

"Well indeed, future battles will likely be clashes of authority powers."

"Furthermore, when these skills are used under the influence of beings above Angels, even if it’s an ordinary skill, it certainly won’t be completely powerless..."

Rogel pondered in his heart.

Then, he prepared to take out the Cave Key to see Heisatan’s current appearance.

From the earlier perception, Heisatan’s transformation was absolutely earth-shattering.

However, at that moment, Bone Spirit sent a message that they seemed to be close to their destination.

Seeing this, Rogel could only set aside the matter for now.

...

Laine Langduo City-States.

This is a large city-state located at the central area of the Mire of Decay.

It is one of the few large islands in the Mire of Decay, surrounded by swamps connecting to other parts of the Mire of Decay.

To prevent getting stranded, the Gelin must anchor farther away, then cross the swamp area to enter the city-state in the island’s center.

This time, Rogel and the others all disembarked and walked towards the center.

With Heisatan under the Gelin, there’s no need to worry about safety issues.

Once inside, Rogel and the others found that even in the swamp area full of mud, mosquitoes, and filth, there were still plenty of residents.

However, they looked to be in poor physical and mental condition, each one thin and pale, with dull eyes.

Many people also carried diseases and disabilities.

But these kinds of people, without anyone to care for them, can only find a relatively quiet corner to await death.

Rogel also saw foreigners among them.

It was the swamp crocodile people mentioned during the previous conversation with Finmage.

They have a humanoid shape, a crocodile head, yellow-brown crocodile skin, and some simple cloth wrapped around them, looking quite dirty.

They usually do menial labor like carrying loads.

"Hmm... These yellow-brown swamp crocodile people have the thinnest Extraordinary Bloodline, even in the former Swamp Crocodile Kingdom, they were the lowest-tier slaves..."

"Elite swamp crocodile people with dark green skin or those with the black royal bloodline won’t accept living together with humans..."

Mira found a book at a roadside stall and started explaining to everyone as she flipped through it; the price of this ragged book wasn’t cheap.

"Moreover, mineral resources in the Mire of Decay are extremely rare, existing only in some remote areas, where a large number of monsters also reside, making mining extremely challenging, so the price of armor here is extremely high, with most people’s equipment being made of monster skin..."

Upon hearing this, Noemi suddenly realized, "Oh～ no wonder the guy collecting tax at the port was coughing and twisting his waist; I thought he was sick, but he was actually flaunting the sword at his waist and the armor on his body?"

Everyone couldn’t help but laugh upon hearing this.

Chatting and laughing along the way, Rogel and the others unknowingly arrived at the center of the Laine Langduo City-States.

It was no longer a swamp area here but land where one’s feet could firmly stand.

This brought a sense of peace.

Rogel casually approached a person dressed elegantly to inquire about the location of the Devis Clan.

This person frowned and was about to lose his temper when he was called.

But when he turned and saw the attire of Rogel and his party, he immediately suppressed his internal anger.

He had some awareness.

The gear worn by Rogel and the others would certainly mean they are not slaves, and the knife at Rogel’s waist further indicated he wasn’t a commoner.

Thus, he became calm, and even his tone carried a hint of respect, "The Devis Clan’s base is located below the Laine Langduo Fortress."

"The highest Stone Fortress ahead is the Laine Langduo Fortress."

"Thank you."

"You’re welcome."

Without further ado, Rogel and the others headed straight for the Laine Langduo Fortress.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough!"

While passing through the street, Rogel and the others saw many people coughing violently, their faces pale and showing abnormal swelling.

It seemed they had contracted some kind of disease.

Lina furrowed her brow, observing their symptoms along the way, pondering something.

And when they passed a humble clinic, the entrance was already crowded.

"Damn you, get out of the way, you filthy, lowly slave, don’t block my path."

There was a commotion ahead.

A richly dressed man kicked an elderly man aside, glanced at him with disgust, and hurriedly ran into the clinic.

"Cough..."

The kicked elderly man trembled, crouching on the ground, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood, his face grew paler, and moments later, he collapsed on the ground.

Some of the wealthy mixed among them remained indifferent.

And the other slaves responded coldly, some even callously kicked the elderly man aside, treating him like trash.

Here, no one would feel sympathy for a slave, not even fellow slaves.

Seeing this, Lina frowned.

Extraordinary power surged in her palm, and soon, a syringe appeared in her hand.

She stepped forward, preparing to treat the elderly man.

Rogel, however, grabbed her hand.

When Lina turned to look at him, Rogel didn’t speak, he took out the Mark, and the Power of Faith quickly descended, transforming into a black light that entered her body.

Heisatan’s Power of Authority protected her.

"Go ahead, be careful."

Rogel said calmly.

He naturally knew that Lina alone couldn’t save all these people.

Not only might she not be able to save them all, but she might also be unable to save them at all.

But he didn’t mean to stop her.

Lina was a doctor.

"Understood."

Lina pressed her lips together, nodded, and stepped forward.

She quickly helped the elderly man up, took out some portable medical tools, and began to treat him.

Some people nearby naturally saw this scene, but they all watched coldly in silence.

"Wait, Sister Lina, I’ll help you," Noemi shouted as she was about to move forward.

Rogel, however, grabbed her: "Don’t go over, there’s something wrong with their illness."

When he first came in, he actually hadn’t noticed this point and thought it was just some common ailment.

But now, when he opened these people’s information, he suddenly found that this was not a normal ailment.

[Unknown Epidemic]

This terminology was present on all of these patients.

Hearing Rogel’s words, Noemi no longer took action.

"I don’t know why you’re so stubborn, is it really that hard for you to treat me? Can the lives of these slaves compare to mine?"

"These poor souls won’t pay you, but I have money! Here, take it!"

At this moment, commotion erupted again from within the clinic.

The person who rushed in seemed to be arguing with the doctor over some issue.

And at this point, Rogel also opened his eyes, put the Black Tide Mark away.

He had just used the Power of Faith to probe into the origin of this unknown epidemic.

The facts were roughly as suspected.

This epidemic was intentionally created by someone and was inseparable from Extraordinary Power.

Alternative Path Promoter?

Rogel furrowed his brow.

He could indeed use the Power of Faith to investigate the exact truth, but it would consume a large amount of Power of Faith.

He just spent a considerable sum and couldn’t use it recklessly now.

Otherwise, the believers waiting for promotion on Magrela Island wouldn’t be able to advance.

"What’s the commotion inside?"

Noemi also directed her gaze at the bustling clinic.

"A wealthy merchant wants to cut in line, and the doctor disagrees."

"...this seems to be a clinic specifically for commoners and slaves."

Mira looked ahead and concisely explained the situation.

As a Secret Officer, she naturally had many ways to see what was happening inside.