Chapter 56: Dispelling

Chapter 56: Dispelling

What is going on?

Danitz could hardly believe what he had just seen.

It did not make him feel awed. Instead, it left him inexplicably terrified, as though, after getting drunk, he had leaped into a bucket filled with ice water, with bone-piercing chill seeping from the soles of his feet all the way to the top of his head.

What exactly happened? How did everything become so bizarre? Danitz drew in a breath and forced himself to turn his head back, chasing after Gehrman Sparrow’s back.

He discovered that this mad adventurer was walking faster and faster, to the point that Danitz had to break into short, quick steps just to keep up.

They crossed a street and passed through an alley. Suddenly, Danitz saw a blue-green shadow drop from a tree.

Pa! It was covered in scales, twisting its slick body, lifting a triangular head, and flicking a long, thin, scarlet tongue. It was a venomous snake of no small length!

Shit! In this season, in this weather, how can snakes be out and about? Danitz was not afraid of such creatures. He had even roasted snake meat before. What truly stimulated him was how abnormal this situation was.

After circling around the venomous snake coiled in place, Danitz instinctively looked left and right. In the drainage ditches on both sides, at the broken corners of houses, and inside the rusted surfaces of water pipes, pairs of cold, vertical pupils of various colors stared outward.

Danitz instinctively shuddered, feeling as though someone had pricked his scalp with countless fine needles.

He did not dare stay behind, nor did he dare leave. Once more, he quickened his pace, closely following behind Gehrman Sparrow.

When they entered the Azure Wind Inn and climbed the wooden stairs, Danitz could not help lifting his head, wanting to ask a question.

Suddenly, his chest tightened, and his breathing became sluggish.

At that instant, he felt as though he had dived to the bottom of the sea, squeezed from every direction by heavy currents.

Splash!

Faintly, Danitz heard the roaring of tides and saw illusory layers of rippling light surge around Gehrman Sparrow, as though they had formed a boundless, bottomless blue ocean.

Within that ocean, an enormous blue-green figure stood like a towering pillar, propping up everything.

This… Danitz’s right foot stopped in midair, unable to step down.

He was no stranger to a similar sensation. During the last pirate conference, the King of the Five Seas, Nast, had been even more majestic and terrifying. Almost all the pirates had been unable to lift their heads; only admiral-level powerhouses could barely resist it.

Danitz knew very well that this was absolutely not Gehrman Sparrow’s own performance.

If that man had already reached the level of half-human, half-god, he would never have needed to bring in the Mandated Punishers when hunting Steel Maviti!

Ocean… tides… Those two words flashed through Danitz’s mind, and then he immediately connected them to the rebels’ primary faith in Sea God Kalvetua.

“Could—could Gehrman Sparrow have suffered Sea God’s curse due to some unknown factor when he touched that bone sword just now? Was that completely dehydrated believer’s corpse one condition for activating the curse? Did the coachman kneel, prostrate himself, and kiss the ground because he sensed Sea God’s aura?

“Hiss… Gehrman Sparrow may die here today… Should I run farther away to avoid being caught in the aftermath? At most, at most, I can come back afterward to collect his corpse…

“Maybe there is still hope. I can use the Spirit Descent Ritual to ask the captain. She knows so many strange and bizarre mysticism arts; perhaps she can solve this problem… No, Lord above. The condition for the Spirit Descent Ritual is within five hundred nautical miles, and they still need to sail at least a day and a half before entering that range…”

While desperately thinking of a solution, Danitz grew less terrified. His steps became steady again as he…