Chapter 698 - 387: The Great Wave Rises (Double - )

And then there’s that "Festering Coffin" in the Calamity Sea Area, which Rogel did ask about.

The answer Mephisto gave was that it was a dead True God who escaped in the chaos from Shalira.

"It’s really troublesome..."

During the warp, the Black Tide surged, and Rogel couldn’t help but rub his brow.

He could already foresee how tricky the things to come would be, occurring wave after wave.

Meanwhile, Rogel couldn’t help but recall the two deepest lines of Faith in Mephisto.

"...The evolution of the world is not predetermined; once They have grasped the direction of the world, the world may take on a new direction based on Them..."

"...Looking at those two Giant Beasts from Senavia, the power from the unknown source may not be incompatible with the world; they too seem to be evolving..."

Thinking of this.

Rogel couldn’t help but glance down at his palm.

The power of the Black Tide surged, mysterious purple air swirling, the aura of fear spreading everywhere...

Moments later, he made a virtual grasp, and the power of the Black Tide vanished without a trace.

"No matter what, it’s better for this world to follow my direction..."

Rogel’s eyes sank, determined in thought.

...

Gulp gulp...

Plop...

A transparent bead falls to the ground and shatters, and the man who drank the Magic Potion feels a sudden dizziness, his body uncontrollably falling backward.

"Damn... my head... it hurts so much..."

Vic lies on the ground, clutching his head in agony, the veins in his neck bulging, countless memory fragments flashing through his mind.

"Meow~"

To Vic’s pain, the black cat simply watches quietly, elegantly extending a paw to lick.

Vic’s abnormality isn’t over yet; his body starts to exhibit distorted changes.

His back, chest, and waist begin to show bizarre swelling, as if something is eager to break through the skin and emerge.

This isn’t an exaggeration.

Because, just in the next second, accompanied by Vic’s cries of pain, a large opening bursts open on his back, and a withered corpse-like arm stretches out, waving frantically.

But this is far from over.

"Splurt" "Splurt" "Splurt"!

The sound of one skin fragment after another breaking is heard, and things distinctly different from the hand appear one after another, each different from the next.

Among them are beast claws, insect arthropods, mollusk tentacles, and even indescribable strange objects...

They are bizarre, each one adding to Vic’s pain.

"Oh~ oh~ oh!"

The black cat clicked its tongue in wonder.

"They say curiosity killed the cat; it looks like it’s going to kill you now."

"Believing so easily in things that inexplicably appeared in your memory..."

"Now look, I have to die with you too, alas..."

The black cat shook its head.

"Ah... don’t... talk so coldly! Help... help me!"

Vic, eyes filled with bloodshot, mired in agony, gritted his teeth and pleaded with it.

"Tch..."

The black cat clicked its tongue, shook its head, and slowly walked onward.

If it didn’t help, Vic might really die here.

Vic’s last sight before fainting was the black cat slowly walking toward him...

Sometime later.

Vic finally woke from the coma.

Upon awakening, he sat up sharply, then groped for his back.

The familiar feel of his skin made him sigh with relief.

"Turns out it was just a dream..."

"Looks like that group of rebels knocked your brain loose." The black cat’s sneering voice came.

If it weren’t for it, Vic would have gone to collect his box lunch just now, and upon awakening, the guy turned to say it was a dream...

If it couldn’t harm the guy, the black cat would at least give him a couple of slaps for memory.

"Uh..."

Upon hearing the black cat’s words, Vic finally noticed the blood and broken flesh on the ground, his pupils shrinking.

The events just now were real!

He couldn’t help but start recalling the specific details.

But this recollection was incredible.

A massive, sealed memory surged forth like a tide, enveloping Vic’s thoughts, almost causing him to faint again.

Fortunately, this time he finally held on.

After a long while, he lowered his arm that had been holding his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"I... am Vic..."

"Or... Crown of Varesa?"

"Xiaohai!" Vic suddenly reacted, looking at the black cat: "I am the Crown of Varesa, the ruler of an ancient dynasty!"

"I said don’t call me Xiaohai!"

Seeing this, the black cat looked at him displeased, shook its head, and continued licking its paw: "Seems like your brain is still damaged..."

Vic: "..."

"I really come from that lost Varesa Dynasty, those memories are not unfounded!"

Vic said with a solemn face.

Upon hearing this.

The black cat finally paused its actions, looking at him: "Oh, and then, should I give you a medal?"

"The award for the dumbest fool."

Before he could finish, the black cat sneered again, continuing to taunt him: "Keep searching for more Varesa relics; maybe it’ll make you die even faster than just now, fulfilling your wish."

At these words, an embarrassed look appeared on Vic’s face.

The dangerous situation just now was actually caused by him deciding to use a relic found in the black market on impulse, because this caused a memory association.

If it weren’t for the black cat’s intervention, he might really have died.

And from the looks of things, if he died, the black cat would likely go down with him too.

"I’m sorry, I was wrong."

Vic sincerely apologized to it.

Honestly, thinking about it now, he still couldn’t understand why he suddenly got a whim to do such a dangerous thing.

In response, the black cat merely glanced at him but said nothing.

However, since it didn’t continue to taunt Vic, it already indicated a lot.

Seeing this, Vic also said no more, instead shaking his head and starting to clean up the mess in the room.

Of course, as an Extraordinary, he naturally didn’t have to do it himself.

Just a lift of the hand, and the broom and dustpan moved of their own accord.

Compared to when he first entered the Extraordinary Domain, his control abilities naturally improved a lot.

Of course, the Tier had also increased.

"...I plan to leave the Balzato City-States and search for the lost Varesa Dynasty."

After a period of silence in the room, Vic suddenly spoke.

He expected the black cat to taunt.

But to his surprise, the black cat didn’t act as he expected.

It merely said flatly: "Then have you thought about how to explain it to that cigar guy?"

The cigar guy refers to Ker, the man who saved Vic when he was being hunted, and also his superior in the Eye of the Secret Society, the squad leader.

He was very kind to Vic.

This indeed was a headache-inducing issue for Vic.

Actually, if not for the sudden emergence of those memories in his mind, he wouldn’t hesitate to choose to stay.

"I’ll have to tell him at the right time..."

Vic sighed.

Knock knock knock...

Just prior, there came a knock on Vic’s door.

This made Vic frown: "Who?"

"Me." A familiar calm voice came.

Upon hearing, Vic relaxed, stepped forward, and opened the door.

Whew...

The dense second-hand cigar smoke greeted him...

Vic waved away the smoke, only then seeing the burly Ker standing next to an unfamiliar young person.

"This is a special envoy from the Sea of Confession."

Ker removed the cigar from his mouth, speaking in a deep tone.

The young person removed the hood of his Black Robe, revealed a smile, and extended his hand to Vic: "Hello, Vic, my name is Fernar."