Chapter 714 - 395: Chasing the Sun Dynasty

"You’re overthinking it, I have nothing for the Secret Society to hold against me..."

He said, looking towards the sky.

"Before the Secret Society arrived, I longed for the mysterious vast ocean, craving freedom and exploration."

"But after the Secret Society came, I found something equally important compared to those..."

"Look, Vic, the sky has cracked; the world is on the brink of collapse."

Farnar raised his hand, pointing at the fissure in the sky, speaking calmly.

"Not long ago, the Secret Society obliterated the once arrogant Natural Church with thunderous force."

"Without a doubt, in places unseen by us, figures like Archbishop Rogel and the Master of the Black Tide are striving to change the direction of the world..."

"And at this crucial moment, he entrusted the task of helping you to me."

"The Secret Society never deceived me, the Master of the Black Tide has never wronged me, and Archbishop Rogel has been immensely kind to me..."

"Under such circumstances, if helping you can contribute to the Secret Society, why should I hesitate?"

Farnar said with a smile.

After hearing his words, Vic was silent for a moment.

The black cat on his shoulder licked its paw and looked at him disdainfully: "Hmm...he’s much more steadfast than you, money-grubbing Mr. Vic."

Hearing the black cat tease him again about his past choice, Vic’s face darkened.

However, he did indeed feel quite an admiration for Farnar’s explanation.

"Since you’ve asked me, it’s your turn now, Mr. Vic."

Farnar said, directing his gaze behind him.

"Of course." Vic shrugged, indicating Farnar to go ahead and ask.

"Hmm..."

Farnar pondered for a moment before asking a question.

"Could you tell me what connection you have with ’the Running Giant’?"

Hearing his question, Vic was instantly taken aback, his body frozen in place.

Just as Farnar was unaware of the black cat beside him, Vic did not know about Farnar’s unique talent.

So when this question was asked, Vic instinctively froze.

However, despite the surprise, this was not a question he couldn’t explain to Farnar.

Just as he was about to speak, a sudden premonition in his mind made his whole body shudder, and he quickly straightened up.

"Quick, it’s now, while we’re still inside!"

Vic urged and then picked up the oar, rowing vigorously.

At the same time, he was also urging the Extraordinary Power within him, propelling the small boat towards the mist.

"You still have a chance to regret now, swimming back from here would give you a much higher chance of survival!"

Vic shouted to him.

"Cut the crap and answer my question quickly." Farnar also rowed the oar swiftly, speaking loudly.

After just a few words, the two of them had already entered the boundary of the mist, and the originally wide sea surface was now shrouded in dense mist.

"Well, you can’t regret it now."

Vic looked at Farnar, jokingly.

As if to confirm his words, as soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding mist began to billow visibly while the sea below seemed to be brewing a powerful undercurrent.

The gray, heavy fog, a crowded and rocking small boat, the dark and deep sea...

Everything seemed so oppressive, causing unease.

The billowing mist left them no time to continue the previous topic.

They tacitly turned around, giving their backs to each other, wary of their surroundings.

Farnar took out the pitch-black Black Tide Mark, its heavy and cold texture giving him some peace of mind.

Vic kept moving his fingers, the Extraordinary Power wrapped around them poised to act.

"Hoo..."

At this moment, their hearts were at their most tense, like tightly drawn bowstrings, under tremendous pressure.

The black cat, however, seemed quite calm.

It glanced at the Black Tide Mark in Farnar’s hand and then walked slowly to the bow of the small boat, sitting down.

"Roar—"

Suddenly, from beneath the small boat, came a muffled roar, as if from a terrifying monster in the depths.

This made the two of them feel a chill down their spines.

Crash! Crash!

The sea surface suddenly began to tremble violently!

Their pupils shrank, instantly feeling an intense sense of oppression, as if their souls were trapped in a freezing cold icy abyss, unable to move.

Buzz—

Just before this, the Black Tide Mark suddenly pulsed with an invisible ripple, spreading in all directions.

In an instant, the terrifying sense of oppression quickly dissipated like the tide on the shore.

The sea returned to peace once more.

In just those few breaths, the two of them were drenched in cold sweat, their faces somewhat pale, as if they had walked through the gates of Hell.

"What, planning to stay here as fish bait?"

The black cat turned its head, glancing at Vic.

At these words, Vic suddenly came to his senses and quickly called Farnar to row with him.

Only then did the two of them row the small wooden boat swiftly away from the previous area.

However, they also did not know if they would encounter similar dangers in the direction they were heading.

Fortunately, Lady Luck seemed to be on their side.

After leaving the previous area, though the surrounding mist was still dense, there was at least no longer the terrifying sense of oppression from before, instead, a silence that was somewhat frightening.

Perhaps due to the sudden appearance of immense danger earlier, the atmosphere on the small boat had become somewhat silent.

Vic suddenly spoke, breaking this silence: "...Farnar, have you ever heard of ’the Chasing the Sun Dynasty’?"

"The Chasing the Sun Dynasty?" Farnar, currently using Psychic Vision to survey the surroundings, upon hearing this, had his attention diverted back, shaking his head: "Never heard of it."

With that said, he went back to scanning his surroundings with a frown on his face.

Before joining the Secret Society, his knowledge was limited to the bragging and chatting of sailors at the port tavern.

And after joining the Secret Society... the academy did enlighten him, but that doesn’t mean Farnar had the time to learn about myths and legends, and so he naturally knew nothing about the Chasing the Sun Dynasty.

Regarding Farnar’s response, Vic wasn’t surprised, but he was somewhat speechless about Farnar’s reaction: "I mean, could you at least join in..."

After a light teasing, Vic didn’t keep him in suspense and began to directly tell a story.

"During a time when dynasties rose, stars shone brightly, and each race displayed their brilliance, there was a dynasty that chased the sun."

"They created a great entity called the ’Sun Chasing Giant,’ the giant pursued the sun to gain energy, and the people of this dynasty lived on it for generations."

Farnar initially thought Vic was just making small talk, but when he heard "Sun Chasing Giant," he realized Vic was actually going to answer his earlier question.

Although he was a bit inclined to continue listening, he couldn’t help but say: "...Is now really the time for this?"

In response, Vic calmly said, "What’s there to fear, the dangers here aren’t something we can avoid just by being more cautious."

...Although these words seemed a bit far-fetched, that’s just how it was...

In this unknown sea area, how long they could survive depended purely on luck.

With this realization, Farnar sighed slightly: "Fine, go ahead with your story, I’m listening."

Vic nodded: "The Sun Chasing Giant was a great life form."

"It gained power by absorbing the energy of the sun, and concurrently provided nutrients for the citizens of the dynasty living within it."

"And within this dynasty, there was one particularly special matter."

"What is that?" Farnar asked, now truly listening.

Vic didn’t keep him guessing, directly stating, "Based on their location on the Sun Chasing Giant, the citizens within the dynasty had different statuses."

"Those on the palm were the Warriors of the dynasty."

"Those in the abdomen and maintaining the body’s operation were the ordinary citizens of the dynasty."

"The ministers, who decided the direction of the Sun Chasing Giant, resided at the head."

"And sitting atop the very crown of the Sun Chasing Giant..."

"Was the King of the dynasty—Crown of Varesa."

Stopping here, Vic looked seriously at Farnar.

"Farnar, I am actually the lost King of the Chasing the Sun Dynasty, Crown of Varesa."

"..."

Farnar heard this and fell silent, rubbing his chin.

He scrutinized Vic, seeing his earnest expression, and couldn’t help but frown in deep thought, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper...