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As he pondered, Leyton's figure, leaning back in the armchair, suddenly faded and disappeared.
A moment later, his figure reappeared from the other side of the room, holding the materials needed for the ritual.
Skillfully setting up a ritual to summon a Messenger, he gently rubbed his fingers, and a flame instantly leaped from the candles he had arranged. He stepped back and softly chanted:
"I, in my name, summon: Spirit soaring in the Upper Realm, an absolutely friendly creature, Phoenix Eggers's contractual partner."
As soon as the words fell, he felt something dart out from the Spirit World. Following the sensation, he looked up.
Pale White Bones surged from the ceiling, like a waterfall of White Bones. These White Bones quickly formed a tall humanoid figure, and in its eye sockets, faint green flames flickered from time to time.
The tall White Bone Messenger silently watched Leyton, unsure if it couldn't speak, or if it sensed the dangerous aura around him and dared not speak.
Leyton chuckled softly, then walked to a nearby desk, picked up a pen, and quickly wrote a line of words in a notebook:
"Rorsted Archipelago, Bayam, Red Maple Leaf Bar."
Rip~
He casually tore the paper from the notebook and handed it to the tall White Bone Messenger waiting at the side.
Taking the paper, the tall White Bone Messenger bowed slightly, its figure rapidly disintegrated, turning into White Bones that sank into the floor, disappearing from the real world.
Watching the White Bone Messenger leave, he was about to sit back in the armchair by the window when his spiritual perception was suddenly stirred, and a pale yellow piece of paper floated down from the air.
"What a day for receiving letters!"
Leyton sighed lightly, raising his hand to catch the paper floating down. Lines of words appeared before his eyes:
"The Golden Dream is docked in the Rothschild Sea, next to an island 800 nautical miles from the Rorsted Archipelago.
Through a secret art, I confirmed that the Golden Dream's stronghold in Bayam has been discovered. Last night, there was sunlight, lightning, and a storm in that sea area. What happened?"
After reading Edwina's letter, Leyton then threw the letter back into the Spirit World. He picked up his breakfast from a nearby table: a hot drink and a wrap.
He then quickly stepped forward into the Spirit World. The surrounding environment's colors suddenly became intense, with layers of color blocks appearing one after another, like a colorful abstract painting. These color blocks rapidly receded.
A moment later, he frowned slightly. The surrounding light blue and eerie green colors suddenly deepened, and he could even smell the surrounding fishy scent of the sea.
Leyton stopped his wandering in the Spirit World and looked around with a hint of confusion. He cast his gaze into reality.
What met his eyes was a ruined City covered in seaweed, with strange-shaped fish swimming by from time to time—a huge ruin, but now it looked more like an amusement park for marine creatures.
Various strange marine creatures gathered here, their postures very peculiar, even grotesque, like creatures that had been polluted and mutated.
"Lost underwater City?" Leyton frowned slightly, muttering uncertainly.
However, he did not step out of the Spirit World to explore. This was the deep sea, and he was not a Beyonder of the Tyrant Pathway. Just resisting the pressure of the deep sea would be a huge challenge for him.
Moreover, his gaze gradually deepened, looking towards the center of this underwater City. There was a very violent, deep aura that felt somewhat like the Tyrant Pathway, and also had a sense of the Hanged Man Pathway's Fallen nature.
As his gaze extended, the unknown existence hidden in the center of the underwater City also noticed Leyton's gaze.
The previously calm Spirit World suddenly stirred up a storm, carrying a salty, fishy smell.
Leyton frowned slightly. A layer of brilliant Cosmos light permeated around him, linking together, enveloping him as if substantial.
Roar~ A huge roar sounded, even causing a sonic boom in the Spirit World.
The surrounding dense color blocks constantly shattered and reassembled. These color blocks gradually became covered in a layer of shadow, coalescing and twisting.
Finally, they formed the figure of a sea serpent so massive it exceeded the range of vision. It coiled its body, isolating this area of the Spirit World.
Leyton narrowed his eyes, waiting for the opponent's next move, but the brilliant Cosmos light around him became even denser.
Several blood-red eyes lit up, like dim lanterns, vaguely illuminating the surroundings and revealing three somewhat ferocious heads.
Each head was covered in shadow. From left to right, one was young, one mature, and one old. On its body, there seemed to be an invisible restriction, forming strange patterns that appeared on the body condensed from this shadow.
"Trinity Templar, this sea serpent at least combines the characteristics of the Hanged Man and Storm Pathways." Leyton muttered to himself.
"I have been sealed here for an unknown number of years. You are the first demigod to accidentally pass through here."
A voice so old it was hoarse and unclear came from its rightmost, old head.
"Accidental…"
Leyton repeated the word, remaining silent.
In the mysterious world, he believed in one saying more: all coincidences are a form of inevitability!
"There are many treasures in this lost underwater City, whether wealth or so-called characteristics…"
A steady, deep voice came from its middle head.
Immediately after, a somewhat childish voice sounded:
"We can make a deal. Everything here can be yours…"
Leyton directly ignored the question and instead asked seriously:
"Do you know what time it is now?"
The three-headed sea serpent, whose topic had been diverted, did not get angry. Its tone was very natural as it answered Leyton's question:
"I don't know."
"I have been sealed here for too long. Although I can create some influence through the Spirit World, it can only be maintained within a certain range."
"Through information brought by some marine creatures who accidentally came here, I probably know that over a thousand years have passed."
Each of the three heads of the giant shadow sea serpent answered separately.
Leyton controlled his expression and tone, speaking unchanged:
"It is now the Fifth Epoch, 1350, about 18 years until the Apocalypse."
"Apocalypse?"
"I know this theory."
"Does the so-called Apocalypse truly exist?"
The giant shadow sea serpent's three heads still answered one by one. Its voice was neither flat nor indifferent, seeming not very concerned about the Apocalypse.
"The time it was sealed here must have been very early. Its state seems to surpass that of a typical Sequence 3, but not yet reaching Sequence 2." Leyton drew a conclusion in his mind based on the giant three-headed sea serpent's answers and his own observations.
After a brief thought, Leyton continued:
"Yellow Light Venithan once prophesied: Gaze from the Cosmos, the land will be torn apart, and everything in the world will cease to exist."
"The major Churches outside have also confirmed the existence of the Apocalypse, and even the time of its arrival is very clear."
The three heads of the giant shadow sea serpent looked at each other for a moment, as if discussing:
"Cosmos?"
"I am the lord of the ocean; I have never paid attention to the Cosmos before."
"But I can feel that what you said is true."
"It also has the characteristics of the Spectator Pathway?" A thought flashed through Leyton's mind. He quickly calmed his mind; the Spectator's influence on the mind made it necessary to be cautious.
The three heads of the giant shadow sea serpent floated up and down as if swaying in seawater, with a certain indescribable rhythm.
A moment later, its three heads spoke again, one after another:
"I was sealed by the Black Emperor."
"The rules here are somewhat distorted. I cannot use too many abilities. Being able to slightly perceive your thoughts is already the limit."
"The characteristics on me were originally from the Saints I grazed. To break through the seal, I risked accommodating them all, but I still failed to break through a Sequence 0's seal…"
"Solomon?" Leyton murmured, then asked somewhat curiously:
"Why were you sealed?"
"I grazed a Frenzied Mage."
"He was a collateral descendant of the Black Emperor."
"That characteristic was taken back by him, and I was sealed here."
The three heads of the sea serpent each spoke a sentence, their tones indiscernible.
"Your Hanged Man characteristics aren't pure, are they? Why are you as reckless as the Folk of Rage? At that time, Solomon should have been in the midst of the War of Four Emperors, with no time to deal with this sea serpent, or perhaps kept it for later use, so he chose to seal it. As a result, He died in the war and was never resurrected."
If it were during Solomon's First Empire, after His resurrection, He would have had ample time to deal with this reckless sea serpent.
He didn't ponder for too long. After all, this was a sea serpent that had fused with the Spectator Pathway's characteristics. Although it claimed it couldn't use many Beyonder abilities, its current posture made that statement completely untrustworthy.
A moment later, Leyton carefully chose his words:
"I am only a Sequence 4. A seal left by a true god, I should be powerless."
The three heads of the giant sea serpent each replied:
"I trust my intuition."
"Your arrival here is not a simple coincidence."
"You can also seek help from the forces behind you."
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