Chapter 733 404: The Meeting, the Sky Collapses (Double-Length Chapter)

Overlooking the entire Balahavi Sea Area from above.

One can see that the City of Harvest, once glowing with golden light beneath the overcast clouds, is now shrouded in a strange white, which is gradually spreading outward, with the ocean unable to halt its advance.

And to the west of the Balahavi Sea Area, things are not calm either...

This is the domain controlled by the Eye of Dusk.

On a small island, two indistinct figures formed by gray flurries are floating in mid-air, wildly releasing their power.

Through their efforts, everything around them began to disintegrate and was then absorbed into a purple teleportation gate, sent to another space.

After transferring all living things, like trees, bushes, and animals on the entire island into it, these two indistinct figures also slowly disappeared, leaving only traces of purple.

In the Dusk World.

The Eye of Dusk, whose form is composed of purple flurries, stands opposite a demigod, with bouts of arguments breaking out intermittently.

"...The Dusk World is already sturdy enough, why take further risks to seize stable power near Him?"

This was spoken by the demigod facing the Eye of Dusk.

He was quite puzzled; the Eye of Dusk repeatedly claims that the Dusk World is robust and very complete, so why do unnecessary activities always continue?

The cracks in the sky are becoming more pronounced... This is very likely a sign of impending world collapse.

"This is necessary."

The Eye of Dusk's tone is very calm, seeming unwilling to explain further.

"Do not leave the Dusk World any longer."

"...Unless you want Him to catch you again, to revert to the way things were."

The demigod didn't pay much heed to this, merely furrowing His brow.

Initially, matters could have ended here.

But what He said afterward caused the atmosphere around the Eye of Dusk to instantly chill.

"I have said... Everything is under my control, nothing unexpected will happen."

His sudden icy tone silenced the demigod.

This made Him doubt in His mind whether His decision was right or wrong.

Can the world they constructed together withstand the tides of the world in the forthcoming time?

"...Best as you said so."

He took a deep breath, gave a long, deep look at the Eye of Dusk, and then His form gradually faded away.

After His departure, the Eye of Dusk remained silent for a long time without moving.

Soon, purple flurries began to circle His body, carrying His muttering voice.

"Everything in the Dusk World is under my control, as long as the faithful are gathered, erasing all traces, He absolutely can't find me..."

"Absolutely no way..."

...

Rogel, at this moment, had already returned to Scot with Hudson.

Upon reaching their destination, Hudson naturally went to find his sister and nephew without hesitation.

While Rogel arrived at the Black Tide Cathedral.

Two tall Black Tide Knights, each wielding a greatsword, became instantly alert as black fog swirled around, but upon seeing it was Rogel, they immediately greeted him respectfully.

"May the Master of the Black Tide protect you, Archbishop Rogel."

...Am I to protect myself?

"...Yes." Though he chuckled to himself, Rogel maintained a calm demeanor as he responded and then walked into the grand cathedral.

The numerous Black Tide Faithful praying within the cathedral welcomed him warmly and respectfully.

Rogel nodded slightly, continuing through the prayer hall, to arrive at the conference hall in the back of the Black Tide Cathedral, pushing the door open.

At this moment, there were four people in the conference hall.

Apart from Sharo on the main seat, there were two women and a man.

The man was tall and robust, handsome yet exuding masculine vigor.

The women were charming, with one possessing golden, wavy hair and a pair of perfectly proportioned long legs.

Among them, one girl was the Saintess Kizi, whom both Rogel and Sharo had met before.

Given this, the identities of the remaining man and woman naturally were revealed.

The Kizi God.

Under the eyes of everyone, Rogel's form warped, and when he reappeared, he was already beside the vice seat of the discussion table.

Then, with a thought, the Black Tide quickly condensed into a vague black figure, appearing on the main seat.

"Lord God."

The Kizi God and Saintess Kizi greeted Him with utmost respect, then nodded slightly in acknowledgment towards Rogel, with full decorum.

Saintess Kizi dared not look directly at the Black Tide Incarnation on the main seat now, seemingly having been instructed by the Kizi God beforehand.

"Sit."

As the Black Tide Incarnation's deep and calm voice fell, the rest took their seats one by one.

Subsequently, under Rogel's control, the Black Tide Incarnation raised its hand, pointing with several fingers.

Soon, in the empty seats remaining, smooth, mirror-like Black Tide emerged one after another.

Soon, a Mysterious Power manifested, with faces appearing one by one on these black-tide mirrors.

"The Dragon Race greets you, Master of the Black Tide."

"Greetings, Master of the Black Tide."

"Greetings, my Lord."

"Hello, Master of the Black Tide..."

A chorus of greetings echoed.

Duntemolin of Dragon Village, Yinluo'er of the Blood Sea, Tree of Life Nop on Giant Tree Island, Doyle from Sphincter, Chelegen of the Mire of Decay, and Blade Wind from the Barbaric Sea Area...

All were members or loyal allies controlling regions within the Black Tide Secret Society.

Some among them knew about the relationship between Rogel and the Master of the Black Tide, yet they all maintained the current state with understanding.

After all, for Rogel, it was necessary to maintain the roles of "Archbishop" and "Master of the Black Tide" at present...

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