Chapter 479: Chapter 286: Scot’s Battle, Extreme Aesthetics (Double Chapter)

But... why at that time?

Could it be because of the great tide?

"After the Eclipse was taken over by the Church, Doyle was executed by fire by the Church. That’s what his uncle Svika told me."

Rogel said.

Upon hearing this, Luther was shocked: "Then why is he still alive?"

He quickly realized he was being somewhat rude: "Uh... sorry, I didn’t mean it like that, I just meant, how did he escape right under the Church’s nose?"

"...Not sure."

I was going to ask you about this.

Rogel couldn’t help but comment to himself, it seems Luther doesn’t know the details.

"Hmm... does Doyle have any special treasure or ability? Like... being able to foresee the future?"

Rogel asked.

"Treasure?"

"If that kid had such abilities, we wouldn’t have ended up like this." Luther found it amusing, instinctively denying, then looking at Rogel with some suspicion: "Mr. Rogel, you and Doyle seem to..."

He thought Rogel was Doyle’s friend or something, but now it seems Rogel doesn’t know much about him, and their relationship seems quite strange.

"This is a long story."

"In short... well, he’s a stubborn riddle man, I want to beat him to death."

Rogel said casually.

Luther was left speechless, not knowing what to say.

He felt like they weren’t talking about the same person despite the same name.

Luther suddenly rubbed his head with a pained expression, taking a moment to recover.

"...Phew, Mr. Rogel, let’s go outside and talk. This place makes me uncomfortable..."

Luther said.

Rogel nodded, and everyone walked out of the room beneath the flower bed.

At this moment, the thorn trees outside had completely dissipated, turning into piles of ashes on the ground, and the normal soil color reappeared before everyone’s eyes.

"Rogel, what’s happening?"

On the street, Lina and Noemi saw Rogel.

They were still searching for clues, but Rose Town underwent massive changes.

"..." Rogel was about to say something, but suddenly seemed to notice something, paused before speaking: "Let’s find a place to sit and talk."

...

Meanwhile.

Kizi Church’s controlled sea area, Scot Island.

At this moment, the Scot Island port was engulfed in flames and smoke, with fierce battles and roaring sounds echoing.

The fleet of the Black Tide Secret Society, flying their flags, invaded, engaging in a heated war with Kizi Church’s defensive forces at the Scot Island port.

"Roar——"

Accompanied by a monster’s roar, splash, a colossal creature jumped off the island and plunged into the sea.

This gigantic monster had multiple arms, tirelessly waving in the seawater, frantically swimming towards the Black Tide Secret Society’s fleet.

"Hahaha, go, the manifestation of desire, Kizi Desire Beast, drag these damned invaders into the cage of desire!"

Seeing the Kizi Desire Beast’s departure, a scantily clad believer laughed maniacally.

"Woo——"

As if responding to his words, a low horn sound rose from the battlefield’s side, followed by a large fleet hoisting Kizi Church’s flags!

This made the believer controlling the Kizi Desire Beast smile even wider, nearly stretching to the root of his ears.

"With so few men, you dare to attack Scot Island, you must have been devoured by that Evil God, Master of the Black Tide!"

He mocked.

Scot Island is the strongest defensive island precisely due to the surrounding subsidiary islands, providing rapid mutual support. With advantageous terrain, without a large force, it’s impossible to conquer here.

However, just as he was getting cocky, something unexpected happened.

A giant black bone slowly rose from the sea.

"Huh... uh... help..."

The Kizi Church believer who noticed the black bone was momentarily stunned, but soon their pupils contracted, and they clutched their throats in agony.

Soon, their bodies shriveled at a visible speed and began to turn black.

Bang!

A moment later, piles of black coal-like material continuously fell onto the deck.

"Damn it! Don’t look at that bone! It’s a powerful heretical monster!"

Someone from the Kizi Church witnessed this, shouted in terror.

Almost simultaneously.

Terrified screams erupted from the fleet coming to support in the distance.

Boom!

As the waves broke, black tombstones rose one after another, like deadly symbols from the Gate of Hell, terrifying the Kizi Church believers.

"Soft Bone, are you okay? Why are you dawdling?"

In the distance, Hard Bone complained to Soft Bone.

"I’m telling you, you’re really stubborn. We’re just here to help, not fight to the death. And we’re fighting against Kizi Church. Do you think they’ll be easily wiped out by us..."

"We can just muddle through..."

Soft Bone said helplessly.

"We need to be cautious." Black Bone said calmly: "Kizi Church has been entrenched in this sea area for a long time; Master of the Black Tide can’t conquer it with just this power."

It wasn’t here with the intention to slack off.

But Black Bone was very aware that Master of the Black Tide should have a backup plan; otherwise, they wouldn’t be attacking Scot Island carelessly.

"...Kizi Church’s counterattack is coming."

Looking at the distance, Soft Bone sighed... Ah, working is tough.

"Hehe..."

"The Kizi God constantly protects us... Kizi’s believers, desire is your strongest aid."

Just as Black Bone’s curse was about to descend, a remarkably magnetic voice emerged from the fleet.

A handsome, bearded man with irresistibly alluring muscle lines and shiny, oil-rubbed skin slowly walked out holding a whip.

Whack!

With a flick of his wrist, the whip made a crisp sound, and a pink invisible force began to spread from him, quickly enveloping all the believers and Knights.

Meanwhile, a powerful Tier aura emanated from him, challenging Black Bone’s Tier Power.

"It’s Lord Kegate, hailed as ’Extreme Beauty’! He is on the battlefield personally! We are sure to win!"

"Damn, Lord Kegate’s muscle lines are still so mesmerizing. Thanks to this war, I can behold them again, ah..."

"If only I could spend a night with Lord Kegate, I would die without regret..."

Believers and Knights all became entranced, blurting out endless words of admiration.

"What’s this guy pretending for? Just looking at him makes me sick. Black Bone, let’s ambush him!"

Hard Bone felt a chill of disgust and proposed.

Honestly, as a Spirit of Faith, its aesthetics should be entirely different from a human, but Hard Bone couldn’t help but feel nauseated.

Perhaps it was because Kegate was covered in oil that resembled essential oils...

"Alright."

Black Bone replied succinctly, looking at Soft Bone next to it, signaling for cooperation.

"I can’t believe you guys... Master of the Black Tide doesn’t even pay us; why risk our lives..."

"Might as well run away..."

Soft Bone grumbled.

Though extremely unwilling orally, it swiftly mobilized its power.

Woo!

A multitude of specters emerged from the black tombstone, forming a large group, ferociously charging the ship where Kegate stood.

"Lowly, ugly monsters are indeed unable to appreciate my innate beauty..."

Kegate chuckled coldly, hands on hips.

"If that’s the case, bow down to desire then."

Whack!

Although Kegate’s weapon was somewhat unorthodox, his strength was undoubtedly significant.

Under the crisp whip sound, an intangible mental impact sped towards Black Bone.