I Have a Sailing Game-Chapter 138 - 129: Mark, the Great Tide
Dung Coral Island.
The island lives up to its name, with rocks as its base, covered in foul-smelling bird droppings.
Seabirds perched above now turned their gaze towards a small boat approaching.
After Rogel and Hudson landed on the island, they quickly surveyed the surroundings and then headed into the interior.
Soon after, the Mother Goddess’ missionary also led a group of believers onto the island.
He closed his eyes, held the mark in his hand for a moment, then pointed in a direction.
"Execute the sinners!"
Two Devoted Knights and several believers immediately headed in the direction he pointed.
"Mother Goddess’ protection."
The missionary calmly held the mark in his hand, chanting a spell, as a force emanated from it, enveloping his body in a barely visible shield.
However, they had yet to find Rogel.
A low horn sound suddenly came from ahead.
It was followed by a wave of soul with terrifying power.
"Woo—"
"Ah—"
As the horn sounded, the island of Dung Coral echoed with the wails of the believers, who clutched their heads in agony, kneeling on the ground.
The missionary’s mark shield was also affected by this force, beginning to tremble as if it might collapse at any moment.
Then came a gunshot!
Bang!
Smoke billowed as a bullet imbued with a special power exploded on the shield.
This was the final nail in the coffin for the already crumbling shield, which dissipated.
In the distance, although Hudson looked in pain, he still tightly gripped his gun.
Despite being somewhat prepared and at a distance, he was still partially affected by the Horn of Dead Abandoned.
Bang!
A streak of purple light shot out, striking a Devoted Knight.
Blood burst from his face armor as bones forcibly pierced muscle, instantly killing him.
[You have killed a Devoted Knight and gained combat experience.]
"Damn Witch Demon."
Seeing this, the missionary’s expression changed.
Although his shield had mitigated some of the horn’s damage, he still felt dizzy.
He forced himself to concentrate, raising the mark in his hand to perform a prayer.
Tap tap!
At this moment, the heavy sound of horse hooves echoed.
The missionary looked towards the source, his pupils contracting.
He saw an Undead Knight in bone armor appear on the island, charging towards him at great speed.
The Sharp Bone Spear gleamed with cold light.
The missionary resisted his physical discomfort, loudly chanting a spell.
In an instant, a warm blue light burst forth.
Feeling the surrounding power surging, he silently breathed a sigh of relief.
Unlike the half-baked ones in the church, he was a true missionary with extraordinary power.
How could he die so humiliatingly?
However, the next second, his expression froze.
A number of Hands of the Dead Soul appeared from thin air at his feet, gripping his ankles tightly.
Terrifyingly, he found himself unable to use the power of prayer!
"What?!"
The missionary’s pupils shrank.
He couldn’t comprehend what was happening.
But the situation left him no time to think; in the next second, the Sharp Bone Spear of the Dead Abandoned Heavy Cavalry had arrived!
Thud!
"Cough..."
The Sharp Bone Spear, with tremendous force, pierced through his chest, blood gushing from his mouth in disbelief.
Bang!
The Dead Abandoned Heavy Cavalry tossed aside the corpse, turning towards the remaining believers.
"Missionary Lord!"
The believers, just coming back to their senses from the horn’s effect, were horrified to see the Dead Abandoned Heavy Cavalry and the severely injured missionary.
"Ugh... Witch Demon... I curse you... you will... be the first to die in the great tide..."
"I..."
Bang!
The dying missionary was interrupted as the Dead Abandoned Heavy Cavalry brutally stomped his head into pieces.
The great tide?
Rogel squinted.
He originally wanted to hear what this guy had to say, but as he spoke, he tried to use the mark to perform a prayer.
Having no choice, Rogel decided to kill him.
[Your clone, Dead Abandoned Heavy Cavalry, killed the missionary and gained combat experience.]
The believers were thrown into an ice-cold fear, as if a massive wave overwhelmed them.
"Fiend! You deserve to die! Ah!"
The last remaining Devoted Knight was enraged, raising his Devout Greatsword to chant a prayer and make a desperate stand.
However, another purple light struck him.
With a bang, his heavy body fell.
[You killed a Devoted Knight, gained combat experience, and leveled up!]
"Roar—"
The Dead Abandoned Heavy Cavalry howled up to the sky, issuing an ear-splitting roar before launching a fearsome charge at the believers.
Bang bang bang!
In panic and screams, the believers desperately fired at the Dead Abandoned Heavy Cavalry, but it was futile; bullets passed through its hollow body.
The Sharp Bone Spear mercilessly reaped their lives!
When only one believer was left, Rogel breathed a sigh of relief and ordered the Dead Abandoned Heavy Cavalry to halt.
"Damn, why do I feel your summon is stronger than you?"
Hudson panted a couple of breaths.
He barely had a chance to act during the fight, and his only contribution was shattering the missionary’s shield completely so the Dead Abandoned Heavy Cavalry could kill him.
This made Hudson acutely aware of the terrifying power of Rogel’s summon.
"Just a coincidence."
"If that guy had a chance to act, it would have been quite a hassle."
Rogel remarked.
If the missionary had successfully coordinated with the two Devoted Knights and the other believers for an attack, it would have been an undoubtedly brutal battle.
But the missionary fell to the unexpected assault of the Dead Abandoned Heavy Cavalry.
Once he died, the believers lost their leader and their ability to resist vanished instantly.
This was why the battle ended so quickly.
"Hiss!"
Just as Rogel and Hudson were talking.
A small, black, skinny monster with sharp teeth crawled out of a rock crevice, dragging a lifeless believer’s corpse into the hole.
This monster was their target for this trip, the Corpse Blood Demon.
Hudson withdrew his gaze, rubbing his temples as he spoke: "I didn’t contribute much in this battle; you saved my life."
"We’re even now."
If not for Rogel, Hudson would likely not have escaped this ordeal.
Even though he got involved because of Rogel, it was Rogel who helped him avoid disaster.
"So that half of the favor doesn’t count?" Rogel teased with a smile, then proceeded to inspect the belongings of the group of believers.
[You found a Mother Goddess Mark ×1.]
[You found a broken Missionary Robe ×1.]
[You found a Devout Greatsword ×1.]
[...]
Rogel had seen most of the items before, so his focus was on the Mother Goddess Mark.
[Mother Goddess Mark]
[Type: Weapon·Extraordinary]
[Quality: Blue]
[Attack Power: 1/15 (Physics/Prayer)]
[Special Effect: Increases casting speed when using Mother Goddess prayer.]
[Negative Effect: Deepens faith in the Mother Goddess.]
[Explanation: A mark from the Mother Goddess Church, crucial for missionaries to perform prayers.]
Why do the negative effects of these Mother Goddess Church items always deepen faith in the Mother Goddess...
What was that "great tide" the missionary mentioned before he died?
Rogel sighed, collected these items, and then approached the sole survivor.
He intended to ask the believer about the "great tide" mentioned earlier.
