Part 5 The Red Priestess Chapter 144 Strange Tales

　　At night, Pritz Harbor, the suburban cemetery.

　　Those who died in the previous ship bombardment had been carried here, and the priests and bishops of the three major churches were busy pacifying the souls and preventing mutations.

　　In that short day, many wives lost their husbands, many children were left without their mothers, many families were left alone, they wandered inside the cemetery, some were silent, some shed tears, and some cried until they fainted several times.

　　Crane, who wore an ordinary face, stood among them, looking on without a word, as if recalling a funeral he had once attended.

　　He had just taken advantage of the darkness to heal the injured in the attack with the “Life Cane” in several hospitals in Birkeland and Pritzker Harbor, leaving behind a trail of bizarre and frightening urban tales to further digest the “Trickster Mage” potion.

　　And he knew that once such strange stories were widely circulated, Charatu in Birkeland would immediately understand what was going on and send secret puppets to monitor the corresponding places, so before the news spread, Klein relied on “teleportation” and ran through all the hospitals in Birkeland and Port Pritzker, leaving behind all kinds of horror stories and treating critically ill patients. He treated seriously ill patients.

　　By the time these things spread, he believed that he would receive a lot of feedback, and take a solid and huge step in the direction of completely digesting the magic potion.

　　But Klein didn’t stop there. The possible existence of the Red Angel and the fact that Charatu was in Berkland hung over his head like a sword, urging him to keep looking for opportunities.

　　So he came here to witness the grief of the common people.

　　After a moment of silence, Klein withdrew his gaze and turned to leave the cemetery.

　　Upon arriving in no man’s land, the glove of his left palm flew dark blue and sprouted a slippery fish scale.

　　The sound of whistling wind swept through the air, carrying Krynn up into midair to the harbor location.

　　In the ocean beyond there, the Sunia Sea fleet of the Forsak Empire was waiting quietly, seemingly preparing for another round of shelling after dawn to destroy the remaining shipyards.

　　Soon, Klein arrived over the ruins of the harbor, peering up at the fires that loomed out of the deep night.

　　At the same time, his two secret puppets came over from the ground using the “Flame Jump”, and took different hidden positions.

　　What he had just seen and heard left Klein with little doubt or reluctance about what he was about to do, but he was still confused.

　　Retaliating against the invaders was a legitimate thing to do, but if it was going to result in a heavy blow to Forsak’s fleet, then the one who would be happiest would probably be the King of Ruin, George III, the true mastermind behind it all, one of the culprits who had pushed for the war!

　　There are too many truths in this world, but only when you have really experienced it, you will realize that sometimes how to do it is not quite right, and it will make your heart full of contradictions. …… Klein breathed out, and shifted his attention to the information he received from the “inverted hangman”:

　　The commander of the Fusak Empire’s Sunia Sea Fleet is Admiral Yegor Einhorn, a demigod from the royal family who is currently a Serial 4 “Iron Blooded Knight” of the “Red Priest” path!

　　Through this information, Klein combined with the contents of the “Red Priest” card, more key points emerged in his mind:

　　”‘Iron-blooded Knights’, who can turn women into men and possess courage comparable to that of steel, are not only masters of this field by manipulating many types of flames, but can also transform themselves into flames or steel. …… ”

　　……

　　Fusak Empire, Sunia Sea Fleet, on the flagship “Nipos”.

　　Yegor Einhorn, who had a stout body of more than two meters and a thick beard on his lips, was sitting behind a desk with a map, drinking Sunia Blood Wine while thinking about the next arrangement:

　　”After dawn, Rune’s airship formation will surely come to attack, and their ‘Priz’ ironclads and the corresponding fleet are almost back, continuing to stay here will put us in a very passive situation.

　　”Although I’m an ‘Iron Blood Knight’ and can focus the entire fleet’s power on me and spread the damage out, the commander of that ironclad fleet is likely to be a demigod of the ‘Arbiter’ pathway, or have the corresponding ‘1’ level seals, it’s not that easy to deal with …… If I’m not careful, I’ll let them use their advantages in speed and ship’s guns ah ……

　　”Retreating is the best option, after which we will continue to attack coastal ports while the Rune Navy is traumatized and temporarily outnumbered ……

　　”Oh, such a war is indeed a good opportunity to digest magic potion.

　　”It’s a pity that I wasn’t able to become a ‘War Bishop’ before this, or else I might have had the chance to ascend to the Angelic rank after the war, ai, only a ‘War Bishop’ can truly utilize the advantages of an army, not like I’m Right now, like this, I can merely let the power focus on myself ……”

　　As Yegor Einhorn’s thoughts were racing, he was about to make use of the “Iron Blood Knight’s” hidden connection with the soldiers under his command to notify his adjutant to come over and instruct him to retreat during the night.

　　Suddenly, he looked up at the door.

　　Knock!

　　There came a knock on the door, which instantly echoed in the quiet room.

　　The previewed attack …… Yegor flashed such a thought in his mind at once, and his entire spirit suddenly became highly tense.

　　In the battle of demigods and half-humans, predetermined environment, sudden attack, surprise is a good way to take the initiative, is able to effectively defeat or even kill the same level of the enemy indispensable component, and vice versa is very difficult to succeed, so, this kind of behavior in the attack before the preview, either a warning, no follow-up, or means that the level of the attacker, the level and strength of the bit and strength are far more than the target.

　　As a senior “Iron Blood Knight”, Yegor instinctively considered the situation to be the worst kind of consideration, and immediately awakened every sailor and soldier on the “Nipos” to the connection he had established with him.

　　Just then, the voice sounded once more:

　　”Bang!”

　　This time, the knock on the door made a sound comparable to the roar of a giant cannon, giving Yegor the feeling that a bomb of great yield was exploding right next to his ears.

　　With his spirit highly tensed, listening carefully to the movement, it was not much worse than the roar of the “Master of Disaster”!

　　For a moment, a buzzing sound echoed in Yegor’s ears, and his head became dizzy.

　　He hurriedly spread the damage out, causing every member of the Nibbles to have a slight ringing in their ears.

　　Immediately afterward, Yegor grabbed the pen on the table and threw it at the door.

　　The dark red pen left a shadow in its path, just like a cannonball being fired.

　　For an “Iron-blooded Knight”, even the most ordinary things could be turned into horrifying killing weapons under the enhancement of his traits!

　　Bang!

　　The door of the room that was shot by the pen directly cracked open, revealing the knocker in the corridor.

　　It was a man in a black trench coat, with a body as thin as paper and a face without features.

　　By now, the pen itself had blown apart, and tiny fragments, as if from a storm brought on by machine gun fire, swept through the door knocker, tearing him into one blood-colored piece of flesh after another.

　　Instead of relaxing, Yegor stood straight up and looked around warily.

　　He knew full well that the real knocker had not yet “appeared”!

　　At this time, the adjutant who lived diagonally across from him opened the door and ran out, looking at the blood and flesh on the floor, and spoke in dismay:

　　”His Excellency the Admiral, what has happened?”

　　”There’s an infiltration ……” Before Yegor’s words left his mouth, his gaze suddenly froze on the adjutant.

　　That adjutant withdrew his sight from the bloody flesh on the ground and raised his head a little.

　　On his face, there were no eyebrows, no eyes, no nose, no mouth, and just like the knocker just now, the surface was empty.

　　Yegor’s heart trembled, and his entire body instantly burst into flames that shot out in all directions.

　　These reddish and almost yellow flames dispersed and then closed in front of them, surrounding the adjutant.

　　The flames quickly dispersed, revealing the deputy officer who was already covered in charcoal.

　　The wind brought about by the convection of heat and cold blew over, and the lieutenant immediately disintegrated into ashes.

　　The flames didn’t stop and flew out of the room one after another, reassembling in mid-air to form the stout Yegor.

　　At this time, he saw a seabird flying around him, each with a human head, a head with no features and a bare face!

　　Yegor grunted darkly and swung a circle of blazing flames around him, causing them to swipe at high speed towards the bizarre seabirds.

　　Just then, he heard the sound of metal rubbing together, and immediately looked over with the help of the soldiers’ line of sight.

　　At this look, his body suddenly went cold, and he couldn’t stop the feeling of horror and fear from welling up in his heart.

　　On the other sail battleship of the Sunia Sea Fleet, a single gun seemed to have come to life and possessed a life of its own!

　　They turned on their own and aimed in mid-air.

　　And a shell actively, enthusiastically entered the cannon.

　　Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

　　Just as these cannonballs were fired, they were hit by a single fireball drawing different arcs, detonating halfway in advance.

　　Seizing this opportunity, Yegor quickly recited the name of the “Supreme Commander” of the Sunia Sea Battle Zone, a “Weather Warlock” from the royal family:

　　”Master of the battlefield mists, symbol of weather changes, totem of storms and lightning, the great Ahomatoa Einhorn ……”.

　　This is why advance warning is hard to kill demigods of the same level, they always find a chance to ask for help.

　　Of course, the main purpose of the assailant, Klein, was to create a bizarre scene to frighten a demigod and help himself digest the magic potion, with no idea of necessarily succeeding in the hunt.

　　Seeing this situation, hiding underwater, the purpose is basically achieved, he immediately let the two secret puppets of Qunas and Nyuni swap positions over, and take them to “teleport” away.

　　Yegor did not let his guard down, his spirit was still highly tensed to guard against possible attacks.

　　He was truly relieved when the angel responded.

　　Next, Yegor didn’t let the fleet linger any longer, abandoning the sail battleship that had turned into a bizarre legend and leaving the waters.

　　After another while, a seabird flew over from the sail battleship that had returned to silence and landed on the mast.

　　This seabird had a distinct black eye, looked around, and spat out human language:

　　”I smell the scent of the ‘Diviner’ demigod ……”