Chapter 481: Chapter 287: Awakening, the End of War (Double-Length Chapter)

"Roar—"

An angry roar erupted from the countless mouths of the Kizi Desire Beast, its pupils fixated on the figure in a black robe before it.

She didn’t move a muscle, her hands hidden beneath the long black robe.

However, numerous black tentacles manifested from her shoulders, from which seawater dripped and tightly grasped it.

"Filthy polymer."

Sharo’s eyes revealed a hint of disgust, and with a thought, the tentacles tightened, bursting it with a loud pop.

Blood and flesh poured into the sea with a splash.

After killing the Kizi Desire Beast, Sharo observed the battlefield.

At that moment, the Black Tide Mark in her hand emanated a familiar aura.

Simultaneously, the Black Tide Believers and Knights on the battlefield suddenly realized that a terrifying aura was emanating from the marks on their hands.

"Ugh!"

A Black Tide Believer was shocked to see the Kizi Believer he was fighting moments ago suddenly kneeling, completely subdued.

This left him dumbfounded.

"What... what is happening?!"

He was bewildered, and as he looked around, he surprisingly found that the battlefield had almost come to a halt, with all Kizi Believers subdued at once, losing their ability to resist.

At the same time, on the ship where Sharo stood.

A black mist emerged from the mark, gradually forming the image of Rogel.

"Sharo, you’re making a mistake."

Rogel said flatly.

"Why didn’t you wait for a response before initiating the war?"

Before starting the war with Scot Island, Sharo had informed Rogel, but at that time, Rogel was at a critical moment of lifting a curse and had no time to pay attention.

Yet she didn’t wait for a response and initiated the war.

Facing Rogel’s inquiry, Sharo was silent for a moment.

"The opportunity was fleeting."

"Grossye, this is the right bestowed upon me by the Master of the Black Tide, and I’m confident about this war."

Hearing this, Rogel squinted his eyes, and after a moment, he spoke.

"What are you thinking?"

This rendered Sharo momentarily stunned.

But before she could recover, Rogel spoke again, leaving no room for politeness.

"With the power of my master, a swift and decisive strike to eradicate the Kizi Church forces on Scot Island is surely something you could have surmised."

"It’s the safest and easiest method."

"Yet, understanding this, you chose a foolish, useless approach, causing unnecessary casualties to the church."

"What were you thinking? Is your brain addled?"

After hearing this.

Sharo did not respond to Rogel’s friendly greeting, instead looking at him somewhat incredulously.

"Rely on the power of the Master of the Black Tide?!"

"Would He intervene? In a battle between churches?!"

She found it hard to believe.

A mysterious and powerful faith entity would actually intervene directly on such a battlefield?

If only she had known Grossye’s plan, she wouldn’t have put in all that effort.

"What else could it be?" Rogel frowned, "Didn’t you anticipate that? Then what was your plan?"

It was only then that Sharo realized she had made a blunder, letting out a sigh: "...I had stationed personnel on Scot Island, preparing to act when the island’s Ceremonial Attendant initiated the Ritual Array, coordinating from inside and outside..."

"I thought the Master of the Black Tide would only offer some assistance..."

"I didn’t expect Him to intend to personally descend..."

With this, she let out a wry smile.

Indeed, it wasn’t her fault.

In the Sea of Confession, there had been virtually no known instances of church wars where a deity would personally make an appearance.

Even if there were, not many would be informed.

For the majority of "gods", their "Tier" is very important.

To put it plainly, it’s their status, their face, maintaining a lofty position as a god.

This is something they value immensely.

And it’s not without reason or just because they naturally love to flaunt.

From a certain viewpoint, "Tier" is the foundation of their governance, and if the "Tier" is unstable, so might be their rule.

Therefore, in typical church wars, "gods" would not personally act, at most sending their Favored to descend.

Hence, in Sharo’s eyes, she didn’t think the Master of the Black Tide would personally intervene, as she was once part of the church, with such an ingrained perception of "gods".

"I told you, the Master of the Black Tide is not one of those decayed gods, change your outdated preconceptions, Sharo."

Rogel said.

He had no such concerns.

From the start, he did not tread the typical "god" path.

Previously, "gods" existed above all, shrouded in mystery and power, and bestowed extraordinary power upon their Believers as "grant" or "blessing."

But from the outset, he took the route of willing "equal exchange," where Believers generated faith for him, and he granted them power.

If your faith is strong, you get more in return, if weak, then less in return.

While he also crafted the mysterious and powerful Tier of the Master of the Black Tide, it was primarily to make this image convincing.

Otherwise, who would trade with an unreliable "god"?

So, Rogel wasn’t afraid of losing his "Tier", and taking part personally was no burden.

Believers were free to have faith or not, to trade or not, and if they preferred to be subservient to those "gods", he wouldn’t argue.

"Phew..."

"I understand, thank you for the reminder, Grossye."

Sharo took a deep breath, revealing a relieved smile.

"After the war, I’ll seek forgiveness from the Master of the Black Tide."

[Your Believer Sharo has advanced to Devout Believer.]

[Your Believer Sharo has advanced to Fanatic Believer.]

[Your Believer Sharo has fulfilled all conditions to develop into a Favored.]

When Sharo said this, Rogel’s faith interface immediately popped up with two prompts.

This left him somewhat surprised.

’Did this girl get her brain caught in a door?’

’How did scolding her make her more devout...’

Though he understood the reason, Rogel couldn’t help but find it amusing. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Sharo, as a Defier, was someone who dared to question divine laws.

She was constantly pondering the intent of the Master of the Black Tide, worried that He might revert to His old ways, or eventually reveal His true nature, becoming indistinguishable from those "gods".

Thus, she had always remained at the [Believer] stage.

But today, after hearing Rogel’s words and clarifying her thoughts, her doubts were dispelled.

A practical god, never aloof, who cherished the lives of his Believers.

This kind of god... was exactly what she longed for.

As long as His ideals remained unchanged, Sharo could never again become a Defier.

On the contrary, she would be the sharpest blade within the Black Tide!

"Hmm... in that case, you can soon go seek forgiveness."

Rogel shrugged, and after leaving these words behind, the black mist merged back into her mark.

As his words fell.

Sharo’s pupils reflected one black tide portal after another.

In mid-air, on the ship, beneath the flag, on the sea, in Scott Port...

Almost every corner brimming with one black tide portal after another.

As black tentacle after black tentacle spread out, shadow monsters exuding high Tier auras arrived one after another, letting out hungry roars...

The Black Tide and black mist descended...

"What the hell... is this... ah!"

Kegate, who was battling with Black Bone, frowned in bewilderment at those black tide portals.

A powerful aura suddenly pinned him to the ground, like an immense mountain, inducing despair.

Kegate couldn’t speak, grinding his teeth, his eyes filled with an indescribable terror.

At the same time, the scene on Scot Island was similar.

All Kizi Church Believers were completely subdued, unable to move, pale-faced and terrified.

Though they didn’t know what kind of terrifying being the Black Tide Secret Society had summoned.

But they knew very clearly... the Kizi Church, had lost!