The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"You mean 'Sleeping City'?" Roger's big eyes showed disbelief.

"You don't even know this?" He seemed to have heard a good joke, flapping his wings and laughing with the unique quacking sound of seagulls.

Alok smiled awkwardly, but Roger didn't stop and even fell to the deck.

Alok couldn't bear it anymore and said loudly:

"Okay, Roger. I just became extraordinary, why do you have any objections?"

He raised the Hunter's Hammer again. The gun was pointed at Roger casually.

"Hahaha~ha~~" the laughter stopped abruptly. Roger fluttered a few times, dodged the muzzle, and combed his feathers that were messy from laughing.

He cleared his throat and said:

"'Sleeping City' is an ancient organization. It believes in the legendary God of Death. Of course, it is defined as a cult in the Hutt Empire. But in fact, in the Northern Alliance of Kingdoms, they are a very widespread sect."

Dodging Elok's gun again and flying to the little bear, Roger continued to explain:

"The specific time of their establishment cannot be verified, but it was probably in the Third Age. At first, their name was called the 'Church of Death', but later due to internal disputes it became the current An Mian City and another cult, the 'Death Seat'."

In the third era, Alok clicked his tongue and recalled his memories of world history when he was studying in high school.

This helps him think about how long this church has existed.

The first is the First Era, the Era of Chaos and the Ancient Era. It is 15,000 to 25,000 years ago. It took about ten thousand years. The land was in chaos. Human beings were also born here, but at that time humans were only at the bottom of the biological chain. Survive by the ability to reproduce.

Then came the Second Era, the Permian Era, and the Proterozoic Era. 10,000 to 15,000 years ago. It's time for dragons and giants to fight for supremacy.

The third era, the Triassic period, and the ancient era. 7,000 to 10,000 years ago. It was an era when dragons, elves and giants competed for supremacy. At the end of the Triassic Period, humans began to rise with the help of elves. The human hero Prometheus leads the human race to become stronger and stronger.

The Fourth Era, the Dawn Era, and the Yuansheng Era. 4000 to 7000 years ago. After the dragons and giants died together, humans began to rule the continent. Human civilization is flourishing. This era ended with the betrayal of the gods and the death of Prometheus.

The Fifth Era, the Twilight Era, and the Mesozoic Era. 1000 to 4000 years ago. Humanity is going downhill during this time. Various wars began to break out in various countries. The fifth era ended after the demise of the two huge empires, the Donald Empire and the Atum United Empire.

Finally, there is the current Sixth Age, the New Era. It's been 984 years. The Hutt Empire was built on the original site of the Donald Empire. The current Kebri Empire was established on the territory of Atum Empire.

If the 'Sleeping City' appeared in the Third Age, its history is at least 7,000 years old.

So ancient.

After coming back to his senses, Alok continued to listen to Roger's explanation.

"Sleep City is a relatively conservative and moderate sect, although their belief is that everyone will sleep in sleep. That is, death. So they decided to sleep and wait for the moment when all life is destroyed." Roger paused and continued.

"Compared to Sleeping City, the 'Death Seat' is a true cult. They are more radical. They believe that everyone is mortal, so they advocate killing everyone so that a real Sleeping City can be built."

This is truly an appalling statement. Everyone is mortal, so just kill everyone?

What kind of logic is this.

Sure enough, a cult is a cult.

"They claim to be the messengers of death. Therefore, they have the skills and knowledge of undead scholars in their hands. They claim to be gifts from death." Roger stopped and looked at Elok and stopped talking.

After a long time, looking at Alok who was still unfinished, he said helplessly: "I'm done."

Nodding, Airok stepped on the railing of the ship with one foot and supported his upper body with a musket in one hand. Thanks without sincerity: "Okay, thank you for your answer, Roger."

He asked again as if he remembered something. "By the way, are there any other cults in the Hutt Empire?"

"You have to pay for this knowledge, Alok. You have to understand~~" His body suddenly froze, and he continued hesitantly: "You have to understand, I'm not telling you this for money. Just rely on us "

"Of course, of course. We are friends who share weal and woe." Alok pointed the musket in his right hand at Roger and said casually.

"Ahem, let me tell you what I know." Roger simply hid behind the little bear. Looks like the boss behind the scenes.

"First of all, it's where you have been."

"You mean the Temple of the Goddess of Vengeance?" Hearing this, Airok looked around furtively and found that there was no fog. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Nodding in agreement, Roger said: "Yes, that's right. It's called the 'Temple'. It's a church formed by assassins who believe in the Goddess of Vengeance, and it's also a place where terrifying assassins are trained."

"This is an organization more terrifying than the Death Seat. They seek revenge on their enemies with the belief that they must die. They are all extremes."

"What if they are not their enemies?" Alok asked.

"Then you should avoid becoming their enemies. And don't be teammates with them." Roger said.

"Why? Not even as teammates?"

"I said, they are all extremes. They will do anything to achieve their goals. You will be abandoned and betrayed at any time." Roger blinked twice and saw Elok's gun pointed at the ground and jumped out from behind the bear. Pointing at the little bear, he said:

"In addition, there is the 'Bound Heart' that has the skills and knowledge of the Binding Mage."

"There is also the 'pink paradise' that has some professional knowledge. It is said that it is a paradise for men." He winked at Alok and said, "You know."

"There is also a terrifying cult that is similar to the Death Seat. The Church of the Day of Destruction. It holds the knowledge of the demon profession. It advocates the destruction of everything."

"The Sun of Destruction, the Holy Temple, and the Death Seat are tied as the most terrifying cult organizations."

Hmm~ This is very cult style.

'demon'? And this profession. Alok wrote it down secretly.

"Is there any more?" Alok asked greedily.

"These are all large and famous cult organizations. Especially the 'Pink Paradise'. They are very famous in the aristocratic circle. There are many other small cults, who cares about them."

"Okay, it's really confusing." Alok shrugged helplessly.

Seeing that Roger had limited knowledge and didn't know much more, Alok put away his pistol and put it in the gun bag under his arm.

Only then did I feel the cold air around me. Wrapped in clothes. said:

"Let's see what we get. Ha, first of all, this boat is mine."

Looking at the sailboat reluctantly, Roger didn't dare to refute. He flew towards the captain's room angrily.

Turning over a pile of bones on the ground, Alok frowned and said doubtfully:

"Why is there no will body crystallization here? It shouldn't be."

"That's nothing strange, Captain." Little Bear said from behind Elok.

The captain's call made Elok feel comfortable. Asked gently: "Why? Dear little bear."

Looking at the confused Alok, Little Bear showed a terrifying smile again and said:

"This is a second-level undead scholar. There is a skill that allows the undead to use up the last bit of power in his will body and unleash a fatal blow. After this skill is used, the power of the will body disappears, and of course no crystals will form. "

Damn, isn't this self-destruction?

No wonder he came up with a big move just now at the end. Then die.

So I gained nothing this time.

Damn necromancers.

I swear, this is the career I hate the most. none of them.

From now on I will kill an undead scholar when I see one. Oh no, let one go. Anyway, it won't explode.

He threw the crystal thigh bone in his hand hard on the deck.

Picking up the staff that fell on the ground, Alok looked at it for a while.

Recalling what Il once said, you can know the skills of an activated extraordinary weapon by touching it with spiritual power. Elok stretched out his mental tentacle and tentatively touched the body of the staff.

No response.

Touch again without believing in evil.

I~~~

There is really no gain. A piece of junk, not even a living weapon. At most it's an enchanted item.

Damn necromancers.