Mystery: The Stars Returner

The noisy discussion lasted for a long time, until there was a loud noise and lightning flashing outside the church. They suspended the discussion and sat down respectfully. As for the cardinals who could only participate in the meeting remotely and could not come to the Abyss of Storms, Just shut up now.

Pope Gad II raised his eyelids slightly, opened his captivating eyes that were condensed like lightning, glanced around, and slowly said: "Where was the discussion just now?"

"We are discussing how to destroy this group of pirates who are seeking death."

"So do you have any good suggestions?" The tone was still unhurried.

"Mobilize storm believers and troops from all over the country to directly face the pirates and launch a cleanup!"

Gad II glanced at the cardinal who had the courage to speak, and narrowed his eyes, "That's a very good suggestion. Then you can deploy the army to fight."

"This... I'm afraid I'm not qualified yet. No one here is more qualified than me." The cardinal turned pale with fright and almost collapsed on the ground.

"Don't you want to die for the storm?"

The neither light nor serious tone created a great sense of oppression at this moment, making the relatively young cardinal feel as if he was in the center of a storm.

"I am willing, and thanks to the Pope's respect, I will..."

Before he could finish his forced words, Pope Gad II's eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge. "What are you going to do? What can you do!"

"Do you know how many defenders in various places are followers of the storm?"

"Do you know how many troops they each have in their hands?"

"Do you know how many mid-level officers belonging to the Storm Cult were assassinated during this time?"

"Do you know how many troops the Kingdom of Loen still has for you to mobilize at this moment?"

"You know? What do you know? A bunch of useless things!"

Pope Gad II's angry and accusatory tone scolded all the cardinals who attended the meeting.

The young cardinal who bore the brunt of the attack was paralyzed at the moment, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozing out from his pale cheeks. If his hands hadn't happened to be propped on the round table, he would have collapsed on the ground and turned into a ball of filth. mud.

"You're not talking anymore? Wasn't there a heated discussion just now?"

Gad II glanced at them coldly and said softly: "Which of you will solve the problem of where the army comes from?"

"Which of you will take off the head of that pirate king and bring it back before the Lord to accept the divine punishment of the storm?"

"Which of you is going to deal with Bernadette from the Star Sea Kingdom?"

The entire meeting was immediately silent, not daring to make any more noise as before.

Gad II's thunderous eyes closed and he stopped speaking, making the whole meeting even quieter.

The Church of Storms and the Kingdom of Loen have a complementary relationship. Although the Church of Storms has its own maritime army, the number is not too large.

Under normal circumstances, the Church of Storms operates in conjunction with the armies of the Kingdom of Loen.

At present, the Feysac Empire's army on the battlefield has not yet withdrawn, and some troops are needed to support the Kingdom of Feneport. The coastal areas also need troops to defend themselves against attacks from the Southern Continent.

There are not many troops left for the Church of Storms to use.

In addition, during this period of time, officers of the Storm Believers were assassinated one after another, which further weakened the influence of the Church of Storms in the military.

The pirate king is comparable to the king of angels, and only God can deal with him.

Bernadette from the Star Sea Kingdom, according to reliable information, has been promoted to Sequence 2 and is a sage. In addition, he is also a believer in the stars.

The situation is already so serious, but in the words of these fat cardinals, they are just some low-class pirates, and they keep talking about annihilating them all.

Once they are asked to do something, each one is stupider than the other. It is simply stupid!

Pope Gad II suppressed his anger and irritation and spoke again: "No matter what measures you take, they are not allowed to cross Pasu Island and disturb the purity of the gods."

……

About fifty nautical miles away from Pasu Island, pirate ships with no specific shape appeared on the sea, some were large and some were small, and they were arranged in various order.

It was a mess, and sometimes there would be shouts of curses when the two ships accidentally bumped into each other. Some would even take out their pistols and wave daggers and bayonets at each other to show off their strength.

The nearby pirates acted as onlookers, whistling in fancy ways to add to the fun.

In the center of this pirate ship, parked is a particularly majestic flagship, which is the death ship of the Immortal King Garitu.

On the deck of the Suicide Squadron, the young pirate king Gao Wei Overlooker was inspecting his fleet. Although it was somewhat unsatisfactory, he was better in numbers than in numbers.

Anyway, he didn't expect this group of pirates to make any outstanding contributions. He just wanted to attack and plunder together when the Church of Storms couldn't hold on.

Next to him, the former immortal king Garitu was trembling with fear.

When the sea was about to be in chaos, he chose an extremely secret place to hide. Unexpectedly, he was caught out by this terrifying young man. Not only did he confiscate his death number, but he also forcibly accepted him as his younger brother.

"Tell me, what are those people from the Church of Storms doing now?"

The high-dimensional Overlooker asked the question casually, which made Garitu tremble slightly and hurriedly replied: "They must have deployed heavy troops near Pasu Island to stop us on the outskirts of the Abyss of Storms."

"Then how do you think we can capture the Storm Abyss?"

Capture the Stormdeep?

This is simply a life-threatening problem!

The corner of Garitu's mouth twitched slightly. How could he know how to capture the Abyss of Storms?

He didn't even dare to think like this in his dreams.

Normally, he wouldn't even dare to get close to Pasu Island, let alone the Storm Abyss.

As for capturing the Storm Abyss...he didn't have the courage and strength to compete with the gods.

Garitu was hesitating and speechless, and was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The high-dimensional Overlooker withdrew his eyes from inspecting the fleet, and a half-smile fell on Garitu, "If you continue to be so useless, I don't know how big of a heart I should have to spare your life."

"With your great power, one person is enough to overturn the entire Church of Storms and fill the entire Abyss of Storms. There is no need for my meager and insignificant advice."

"I can talk. The reason you made up is not bad."

The high-dimensional Overlooker was just about to continue beating the Immortal King a few words to prevent him from always wanting to hide, when a fleet from the Star Sea Kingdom slowly approached.

Compared with the stragglers under the hands of the high-dimensional overlookers, the fleet of the Star Sea Kingdom looks particularly neat. The flag fluttering in the wind is the pattern of the starry sky and the sea, which is the symbol of the Star Sea Kingdom.

In addition to the Star Sea Kingdom's own fleet, there are also fleets donated by friends from the Southern Continent.

The two sides successfully met on Pasu Island, which was a historic moment.

Because today, the pirates will show their weapons to the Church of Storms, which has ruled the entire sea for hundreds of years or even longer!

"Don't be oppressed by the Church of Storms!"

"Fight for freedom!"

"Burn down all Storm Churches!"

The shouts from the pirates directly save the step of mobilizing morale before the war.

"Steal all the nuns in the Church of Storms!"

I don't know which pirate started it, and soon the unified shouts became strange.

"Press the Bishop of the Church of Storms under you and ravage him severely!"

"Throw the Storm Crown worn by the Pope of the Church of Storms into the dirty cesspit!"

"Fill the Stormpit with our urine!"

Listening to these shouts that gradually went astray, Gao Wei Overlooker laughed a few times and shouted: "Push that son of a bitch from the Lord of Storms to death in the toilet!"

"..."

The originally high-pitched and exciting shouts paused for a moment at this moment. No one dared to directly blaspheme the gods like this, even if they were about to burn down the church of the gods in the world.

Soon, a new shout broke through the silence of the high-dimensional overlooker.

Garitu stood on the side with an extremely unnatural look on his face. He didn't dare to laugh, otherwise his head would definitely reach Pasu Island ahead of his body.

"Lord of the Storm, what a great pressure." Gao Wei looked down and chuckled, patted Garitu on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Come on, you should also shout after me."

"..." Garito showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and shouted bravely: "Put that bastard Lord of the Storm to death in the toilet!"

"very good."

Gao Wei looked down and nodded with satisfaction, then suppressed his smile, looked ahead, and said calmly: "Let the war begin."