Weird Star Witch

As an important intelligence officer in the Navy of the Church of Oblivion, the Word Spirit Fanatic was treated very well and had a separate cabin with a round window on the flagship.

This cabin was not big, but it had a separate bathroom, a table and chairs, and a bed, which was very good on a military ship.

For several consecutive days, he had been doing divination at night, but he did not get any divination results, proving that someone had interfered with his divination.

He had reported this situation to the senior officers of the fleet. There was a Word Spirit of a hostile force in the Port of Naville, which made his divination ineffective.

He had not left the ship for several days, and he just used this excuse not to go to the temple. He was really tired of pretending to be a fanatic. Kneeling and worshipping in the temple made him very unhappy in his heart.

The Church of Oblivion launched a search throughout the port, but the enemy was very careful and did not find any traces.

There was danger in the Port of Naville, and the Word Spirit Fanatic decided to hide in the ship all the time. Could anyone else break into the flagship of the Level 7 High Priest?

Compared with the danger of Nawei Port, the Word Spirit Fanatics are more worried about the future of the Oblivion Church Navy.

In order to fight against the increasingly powerful Northern Continent Alchemy Council, the Oblivion Church Navy has carried out a large-scale reform of the navy and equipped it with the same alchemy ships as the Northern Continent Alchemy Council, but the effect is not good. It can't even beat a knight royal family in the Northern Continent that is mired in the quagmire of civil war.

I don't know in which direction the Oblivion Church Navy will reform, and I don't know whether his identity and status will be affected.

If he can predict when a county in the Northern Continent will become the parish of the evil god, he may be promoted with this prophecy.

Turning prophecies into reality and affecting the fate of enough people is the promotion ceremony of the Word Spirit. This is too difficult. After the defeat in the naval battle, his last prophecy failed.

Rudolf has been waiting on the shore for a week, but he hasn't waited for the Word Spirit Fanatics to leave the flagship. Dealing with Word Spirits is troublesome. As long as their intuition tells them that there is danger, they will hide.

Looking at the flagship, Rudolf hesitated. Is he really going to attack the flagship?

Or make some decisions that go against his conscience?

Between life and conscience, Rudolf decisively chose life.

In the future, when he saw the old lady, he would help her cross the road. This should make up for the immorality of the wind-related forbidden technique, right?

Just because the words did not go out because they felt threatened, it did not mean that others would not go out either.

Rudolf would not touch the priest, because it was too dangerous. This was the parish of the Oblivion Church. He quickly set his sights on an alchemist fanatic. Fanatics were different. They did not have the power of two apostles in their bodies. It was impossible for them to be like the priests and not be protected by the temple.

There were many alchemist equipment systems on the flagship, including alchemy reinforcement arrays, steam turbines, generators, circuit systems, etc., which required many alchemists.

This alchemist was chosen by Rudolf because he had a special hobby. He liked to play the trumpet. Alchemists are all workaholics. Many alchemists would find some hobbies to relieve their fatigue.

The trumpet sounded a bit noisy and was not convenient to play on the flagship. After a day's work, he would come to the shore, find a beach with few people, sit on the reef and play the trumpet.

The melodious trumpet sounded, and I don't know which place in the northern continent the song is from, which makes the beach bring a bit of nostalgia.

Not far from the beach, there stood a man who was attracted by the trumpet sound and did not leave for a long time.

The sky was dark, and the moon rose from the sea in the distance. The alchemist blew for a while, and after feeling much better, he put away the trumpet and walked towards the road.

The lights of the port watchtower kept scanning back and forth, making the alchemist feel very safe.     "Is it done? You play really well."

Hearing the praise from passers-by, the alchemist nodded and didn't want to say much. The failure of the naval battle made everyone depressed.

Seeing this hooded man, the alchemist didn't feel strange, because many of the painful servants and painful priests in the southern continent had made their faces horrible, and they wore hoods every day, otherwise the honor would make people unable to eat.

When the two passed by, the passerby turned his head, lifted a corner of his hood, and revealed his eyes.

A huge Aquarius star power suddenly appeared, impacting the alchemist's soul. The alchemist's eyes were briefly distracted, and then returned to normal.

"After hearing the gunshot tonight, find a way to close the level 6 reinforcement array."

"Okay, master."

The Aquarius forbidden technique-gentle wine waiter is completed. From now on, this alchemist will become Rudolf's most obedient servant. Even if he is ordered to die, he will not delay for half a second.

This is really a vicious forbidden technique, which makes Rudolf feel that his morality is slipping.

Watching the alchemist go away, Rudolf still thinks that the trumpet just now is very nice, and the trumpet sound is full of emotion, but why did he join the evil god cult?

Most of the time, talent and character do not match. A person who writes well may be a complete villain. A versatile woman may be a vicious slut.

Late at night, the Port of Naville was silent. Except for the personnel on duty, everyone else on the flagship either went ashore or stayed in their cabins.

The wine waiter alchemist stayed in the equipment room, looking at the distribution box in front of him. As long as the main switch was turned off, the power system of the entire ship would be cut off, and it would take a few seconds for the backup power supply to start, which was enough to complete the master's order.

The Word Spirit fanatic was in his cabin, unable to sleep. For some reason, he felt a little panicked.

Something seemed to be going to happen tonight, but he couldn't find the clues at all, and didn't know where the problem was.

He wanted to go to the deck to relax, but he immediately felt something was wrong, so he walked to the round window and prepared to look outside through the window to relax.

The night view of Naville Port was nothing to see. This was not a wealthy port, or in other words, the wealth created by this port was not spent on the construction of Naville Port, nor on the people of Naville Port. There were low and chaotic houses, bad roads, and sparse lights.

Just as he was looking outside, his dangerous intuition reminded him that something bad had happened!

He tilted his head slightly and saw a dark figure standing between two trees on the distant shore, like a wooden stake.

The distance was too far, so he couldn't see the details, but he knew clearly that the man was holding a gun and pointing it here.

The Word Spirit fanatic was ready to turn around and quickly notify the senior officials on the ship.

However, the enemy had already opened fire!

Logically speaking, the Word Spirit Fanatic believed that there was a Level 6 alchemical reinforcement array on the flagship. Not to mention guns, even if there were ten cannons on the shore, it might not be able to break the reinforcement array.

But subconsciously, the Word Spirit Fanatic believed that he was dead!

The alchemical reinforcement array was not even activated, the round window was not even broken, and a bullet appeared between his eyebrows.