Chapter 701 - 389: The Sky’s Rift (2-in-1)

After obtaining the Annihilation Shell Body, Rogel returned to the Black Tide Cathedral at the Sea of Confession and asked Sharo to find a secluded spot.

What he needed to do next was not just to merge the Authority of Destruction.

Once seated, he opened his hand, and two mystical items were taken out from the storage compartment.

One looked like a balance, ethereal and transparent, the other was extremely hot, blazing with flames.

[Trading Authority Guide] and [Molten Core].

One came from Argongos, the other from the Lava Rock Prison in the Yudona Sea, and had significant connections with the Demigod [Eternal Burning Furnace].

There’s no need to elaborate on the Trading Authority Guide.

At Rogel’s current tier, he could attempt to assimilate and merge.

"Trade" has significant connections with the source of his Faith, and if mastered, it might yield unexpected rewards.

Then, Rogel turned his attention to the Molten Core.

This was also an item containing authority power and had connections with Rogel’s "Calamity and Destruction". If one wanted to merge and assimilate, it was possible.

But Rogel had no intention of doing so.

His strength was incomparable now, the memories that were sealed back then had long been unlocked and further deduced.

As a coincidence, the Demigod [Eternal Burning Furnace] belonged to a special race Rogel had heard of before...

Divine Blood.

Combining the previous information about the Lava Rock Prison, it’s not hard to speculate that Eternal Burning Furnace was an extremely powerful Demigod, or even a pseudo-god.

After all, to punish a Demigod, even a weak one, requires someone of the level of Mother Goddess or the pseudo-god Oduan.

"Mephisto might not last much longer."

"After Its fall, war and conflict are inevitable. Before that, perhaps I should ally with some forces..."

Rogel pondered silently in his heart.

If there is absolute power before the crisis arrives, there would be no need for more words. Rogel would just suppress everything to easily achieve his goal.

But, this at least requires one to become a lifeform of the True God Tier.

And in this era, the world does not permit the existence of more True God Tier lifeforms before Mephisto’s fall.

So, even though Rogel now mastered pseudo-god level power, it’s not feasible to effortlessly dominate.

Recruiting some potential forces would be a wise move.

But before that, he decided to assimilate the Trading Authority first.

"Hmm?"

Just as Rogel was about to begin the assimilation, a prayer message arrived, making him smile.

"Old Medicine Ding would be very pleased."

Thinking of this, Rogel’s thoughts moved, and a strand of power dispersed outwards.

Then he closed his eyes and began to absorb the Trading Authority Guide at hand.

...

"What?! Is this true? You human kid didn’t deceive me, did you!"

Old Medicine Ding was jumping with excitement, unable to contain the joy.

Quetidore scratched his head, looking down at Old Medicine Ding who was only knee-high: "Archbishop Rogel told me, of course it’s true, are you going or not?"

"Go, go, go! Let’s go right now!"

Upon hearing this, Old Medicine Ding hurriedly followed him.

At this moment, the Purification Rift had already been moved to the Sea of Confession by Rogel, so Old Medicine Ding could quickly reach the Scott Region upon entry.

So, after traveling a long way, Quetidore soon brought Old Medicine Ding to the Adventurer’s Guild.

Mira and Kadi were in the library, leaving behind Noemi reluctantly.

After the handover, Old Medicine Ding finally met the young man who knew the whereabouts of its compatriots.

The young man was polite and experienced, and after a conversation, he informed Old Medicine Ding of its compatriots’ whereabouts.

As expected, they were within the boundary mist.

The young man had a hard time leaving there, and if it weren’t for the ocean there being safe, he might have already perished at sea.

He didn’t have much hope for this piece of information, only reporting it to the guild as a routine procedure.

Unexpectedly, the Old Medicine Ding within the boundary mist had compatriots residing in the Sea of Confession.

"Good... good... as long as they are alive!"

The excitement in Old Medicine Ding’s heart gradually settled, and he sighed.

Since they’re within the boundary mist, it wouldn’t be easy to locate them.

However, confirming that there are other surviving compatriots in the world is indeed a great event.

...

Magrela.

With the docking of a secret society ship, Vic and Fernar leaned against the ship’s railing.

Vic curiously glanced at the environment of Magrela Island.

As the original birthplace of the Black Tide Secret Society, even though Magrela was not large nor showed much development potential, its significance was special, so it wasn’t poorly constructed.

Be it the latest factories or island buildings, the progress was not inferior to Scott, and it was also a transit point for many adventurers heading to the Mire of Decay, creating a flourishing scene by the port.

"It’s indeed the birthplace of the Secret Society..."

Vic remarked with a hint of emotion.

They didn’t intend to disembark, only taking a break while the ship was being resupplied.

The black cat had no reaction to Vic’s comment, continuing to groom its fur with its tongue.

Fernar didn’t follow up on his words but instead posed another question, "Are you really planning to just cross the boundary mist like this?"

"With your current strength, it seems hard to ensure your own safety, right?"

In response to his inquiry.