I Have a Sailing Game-Chapter 213 - 165: Rebirth Amid Withering

And her brother's soul was immersed in pain and repentance.

So, is this rebirth or the withering that symbolizes death?

…

Royal City of Ouzelik.

In a giant deep underground chamber.

The solemn statue of the Mother Goddess radiated a gentle blue light.

The surrounding space was illuminated by this glow, leaving almost no dead corners.

Hundreds of believers murmured low prayers in the deep chamber.

Their eyes were filled with determination and resolve.

A deep voice slowly arose in their ears.

"The apocalypse wave brings disaster and fear; only the loving and accepting Mother Goddess can save the world."

"Yet, although the Mother Goddess pities the people, she cannot descend with full power due to the numerous faithless across the Five Great Seas."

"Therefore, the Mother Goddess says there must be sacrifice and dedication within the tide."

"Dear devout believers, we are the most loyal followers of the Mother Goddess, the noblest and purest power of faith; only we can dedicate to the Mother Goddess!"

"Come, sacrifice everything to the Mother Goddess; this is the greatest act we do for the ignorant souls!"

"When the sea recedes with the dark moon, the truth will reveal itself to the world…"

"Tide!"

The final two words seemed as if they carried magical power.

The believers present instantly lifted their heads upon hearing these words, looked reverently at the giant statue of the Mother Goddess, and shouted loudly.

"Sacrifice me to manifest the great power of the Mother Goddess!"

"Tide!"

In the next second, blue-purple Essence Qi was drawn from the eyes, mouths, and noses of the believers, heading towards the statue of the Mother Goddess.

"... Damn it! They're crazy, a bunch of lunatics! I don't want to die!"

At the very back of the believers, a young man swallowed his saliva, fell to the ground in panic, and then rolled and crawled towards the door.

Yet, at the door, a figure with hands behind the back stood before him.

Under the glow, the young man couldn't see his features, only the solemn face with closed eyes.

"Bishop… Bishop…"

He swallowed, a bit at a loss.

"Since you've come here, then offer everything to the Mother Goddess."

"You will become a part of the tide…"

The solemn man reached out and grasped his throat, a strange force forcibly stripped the Essence Qi from the young man's body.

In his terrified eyes, his consciousness gradually blurred, ultimately his body became pale and cold, lacking any hint of blood.

The solemn man carried his body to the deep chamber, carefully placing it to resemble other believers.

He even meticulously adjusted his expression with his hand to make his face appear devout enough.

Under the glow of the Mother Goddess statue, his features gradually became clear.

It was the Bishop of the Mother Goddess Cathedral.

With hands behind his back, the Bishop slowly walked towards the statue of the Mother Goddess, gazing at the equally pale figure beneath it.

"The mysterious organization left by the legendary Hero King, the Shadow of the Divine Descendant, has emerged."

"They seem to want to support Third Prince Ladi to ascend, which is not good news for us."

Clattering sounds…

The pale figure suddenly came to life, twisted his neck, and his face slowly gained color.

"I told you a long time ago, just sacrifice these ignorant lambs already…"

The man's face was shadowed, with deep eye circles showing a hint of disdain and ridicule.

"… But you insist on telling me about… restraint, caution, carefulness…"

"Now look, after decades, it's been of no use, the body hasn't recovered much, and the next plan is about to crash…"

"I implore you, have you really taken yourself as a pure devout believer? Sacrifice! It needs sacrifice!"

"Without sacrifice, the next one unable to rise before the statue will be us, do you understand!"

The man walked up to the Bishop, staring at him with cold eyes.

The Bishop remained untroubled by his complaining.

"Find a chance to eliminate Third Prince Ladi, or launch a coup during the Sword Ceremony to assist Anderson in ascending the throne."

"Return to your original form."

Upon hearing this, the shadowed man's eyes bulged with visible blood threads, he grabbed the Bishop's collar.

"Senwell, what did you say?!"

The shadowed man's teeth ground together, his eyes revealing unabashed rage and killing intent.

"Once returning to original form dies, one will be directly devoured by the Mother Goddess' will."

"Is this what you're doing, making me risk my life to cover up for you?"

"Do you believe I will kill you now?"

The shadowed man's words grew increasingly murderous, his body started surging, as if something terrifying were about to emerge.

Clearly, he wasn't joking with the Bishop.

"Angpumendis."

To this, Bishop Senwell just spoke faintly.

"You know, my approach is right."

"The Five Great Seas have always concealed potential restrictions, we must hide."

"If this fails, both we and the Church are finished."

"But if it succeeds, we have a chance to detach from the Mother Goddess' will."

"Angpumendis, we are of the same kind…"

At this point, Senwell slowly pressed down his arm.

"If things go awry, I will take out that thing to protect you…"

Angpumendis took a deep breath and retracted his hand, looking deeply at him…

"It better be like that."