"That seems to be the Black Emperor Pathway's Distortion ability?" Above the Gray Fog, Klein, who had witnessed the scene through "Mind Connection" made a judgment in his mind.
The blue radiance in the Prophet Clone's eyes instantly brightened a few shades. Specks of brass-colored light outlined one mysterious symbol after another around him, finally evolving into a seal-like projection.
As the seal formed, a bright but not dazzling pale golden light erupted around him. He immediately used Dragonese to chant in a low voice:
"Notarization: Invalid!"
With the "Notarization" established, the previously faint, wind-covered, melodious singing became clear again. The clear and melodious voice caused the pirates on the Single-Eyed Skull to fall back into their trance.
On the sea surface not far away, the Prophet Clone walked on the water as if on solid ground, only his long boots sinking slightly, just the soles of his feet.
This was a blessing from Klein above the Gray Fog. Holding the sea god scepter, he could, to a limited extent, unleash the power of a Demigod of this Pathway.
As he stepped forward, another seal-like projection appeared before him, radiating a bright glow.
"Notarization: Valid!"
As he chanted, the melodious singing echoing in the surrounding sea area suddenly intensified, becoming clearer, more pleasant, and more captivating.
The next moment, an obscure and incomprehensible fluctuation spread outwards from the Single-Eyed Skull's cabin. Wherever it passed, all sounds became chaotic.
The originally noisy and layered sound of waves suddenly became pleasant, while the previously melodious and lingering singing became sharp and piercing, making one instinctively want to cover their ears.
Above the Gray Fog, Klein keenly noticed some changes on the sea surface. He quickly switched his vision to the Prophet Clone.
On the sea surface, the Prophet Clone suddenly stopped. The image Klein transferred to his mind, combined with the Prophet's own insight and intuition, made him roughly understand what the hidden Demigod was doing.
"He's altering some rules to create a combat environment favorable to himself."
"The best way to deal with someone who likes to exploit loopholes is brute force."
As he muttered in a low voice, the crystal ball held in the Prophet's left hand suddenly became dazzling and transparent. Azure starlight revolved according to a certain pattern.
The next moment, he raised his right hand and poured his spirituality into the transparent crystal ball.
Fragments of starlight floated around him, defying physical laws. The gravity in the surrounding sea area seemed to have suddenly vanished, and seawater instantly poured upwards into the air. The Single-Eyed Skull was like a nearly weightless feather, bobbing and floating into mid-air along with the seawater.
This state lasted for less than a second. The nearly vanished gravity around them suddenly increased again, pulling the seawater and the Single-Eyed Skull back down to the sea surface.
Suddenly, a massive lightning bolt, illuminating the surrounding sea, struck directly at the upper cabin of the Single-Eyed Skull, which was the source of all the distortion and chaos.
Boom!
Electric snakes began to dart around, red flames erupted from the wooden cabin, and the deafening thunder arrived a step late, echoing in the ears of the pirates sprawled across the ship.
Immediately after, dense silver-white lightning bolts, baring their fangs and claws, fell, enveloping the entire Single-Eyed Skull. A portion of the silver-white lightning specifically targeted a certain spot in the cabin.
Just as the cabin was about to be struck, several thick lightning bolts, almost intertwined, suddenly separated, defying natural laws, and plunged into the surrounding seawater right next to the cabin, instantly illuminating the nearby sea surface with crackling, tiny electric snakes everywhere.
The pirates on the Single-Eyed Skull had not yet recovered from this series of unexpected events, and many had already perished under the recent lightning strike.
Several charred bodies, like burnt wood, lay on the deck. Those who were fortunate enough to survive twitched all over amidst the wandering electric snakes, their hair standing on end, carrying a faint smell of burning.
"Sea King" Jahn Kottman must have already noticed the commotion here and is on his way. I'll lure that Demigod out, and you find an opportunity for a fatal blow.
"Alright. Remember to have the 'Siren' hidden beneath the sea seize a few pirates amidst the chaos." Klein, above the Gray Fog, responded while waving the sea god scepter in his hand.
The sound of the raging storm around them suddenly became crisp; half of it was sharp, as if it could pierce eardrums and penetrate the brain, while the other half was low and deep, seemingly rhythmically pounding the heart.
This brought an extremely unpleasant experience to the pirates on the ship. They felt dizzy and nauseous, their blood surging rapidly, as if it could gush out from their mouths and noses at any moment.
This state did not last too long. The sharp wind quickly softened, and the deep sound became gentle and continuously diminished, losing its original effect.
Specks of brass-colored light outlined a balance-like pattern in front of the Prophet Clone, carrying an indescribable sense of majesty.
He stared intently at the Single-Eyed Skull ahead, chanting Dragonese words in a low voice:
"Exile!"
Below the sailboat, an invisible, immense force appeared out of thin air, directly lifting the huge sailboat into the air. Under the immense force, the sailboat nearly disintegrated.
Amidst the wailing, a fierce gust of wind suddenly intensified, transforming into a hurricane beyond its own limits, forcibly catching the Single-Eyed Skull in mid-air and pushing it towards the outer sea.
On the sea surface below, the Prophet Clone calmly watched this scene. The silver-white in his eyes gradually faded, and the pale blue radiance flowed anew, outlining a mysterious symbol composed of layers of illusory doors.
The next moment, his figure suddenly vanished, reappearing on the Single-Eyed Skull, which was being swept along by the hurricane in mid-air.
Specks of brass-colored light wandered around the ship, as if investigating something, changing something.
A balance-like pattern formed in front of him, emitting a faint brownish glow, which imbued his voice with an indescribable majesty:
"No Distortion of Rules is allowed here!"
"No Chaos of Rules is allowed here!"
Two consecutive "Prohibitions..." although not enough to directly nullify the opposing Demigod's Beyonder abilities, effectively reduced the effects of the opponent's "Distortion" and "Chaos."
The hurricane enveloping the Single-Eyed Skull returned to normal, no longer strong enough to support the entire sailboat. A sudden sense of weightlessness spread to everyone on board.
While the Demigod hidden on the ship had not yet reacted and made the correct response, the Prophet Clone once again simulated the ability of an Imperative Mage, speaking in a low voice in Dragonese:
"Banishment!"
Somewhere in the upper cabin, an invisible force surged, directly tearing apart the void, pulling everything nearby with a powerful suction and throwing it into the void, to an unknown destination.
The Prophet Clone's body suddenly moved forward uncontrollably, pulled by an invisible force, and crashed into the rift that had torn the void.
As his body approached, he also clearly saw the figure that was still struggling to hold on:
He had black hair and golden eyes, and wore a perfectly tailored suit. He was a mature and elegant handsome gentleman, with typical Loen features. He didn't seem very old, only around thirty, but his hairline had receded beyond his age.
The Prophet Clone did not release the "Banishment" as the opponent had expected. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up as he murmured in a low voice:
"Exile!"
An invisible, immense force suddenly erupted, throwing both of them into the spatial rift.
Boom!
The moment their figures disappeared, an explosion-like roar erupted in the surroundings.
It was a terrifying sonic boom, still mixed with the wailing of the wind domain!
"Sea King" Jahn Kottman, still on his way, had attacked from a distance. In the vast sea, he was definitely among the Saints closest to Angels.
A terrifyingly powerful spiritual "scan" swept the surroundings, searching for every anomalous spot.
The Single-Eyed Skull disintegrated directly in this sonic boom. The deck cracked inch by inch, countless wooden planks scattered, and the originally upright mast snapped into several pieces. The entire hull was left with only a framework supported by the keel.
The pirates on the ship fell into the sea along with the debris, blood gushing from their mouths, noses, and ears.
Most of the pirates had already fainted, and the few Beyonders of slightly higher Sequence were also dizzy and sluggish, unable to offer any resistance.
Beneath the sea, several dark, slimy tentacles suddenly emerged. These tentacles purposefully coiled around several semi-conscious pirates, pulling them into the icy seawater.
Seemingly sensing the provocation, a will filled with rage descended across a long distance.
The dark clouds in mid-air split open, or rapidly condensed, forming eyebrows, eyes, and a mouth, creating a human face—Jahn Kottman's face.
His rage transformed into a howling gale, mixed with the wailing of the wind domain, like layers of superimposed sonic booms.
At the same time, silver-white streaks darted through the clouds, condensing into thick silver-white lightning bolts that struck down along with the sonic boom.
Above the Gray Fog, Klein's mouth twitched slightly. "What kind of person creates what kind of Mystical Item? Even the style of provocation is exactly like him."
While grumbling, he quickly poured his spirituality into the sea god scepter, competing with "Sea King" Jahn Kottman for control over the lightning and storms.
The lightning in the sky, imbued with rage, suddenly dispersed, turning into countless tiny electric snakes that darted to various parts of the sea. The layered sonic boom also lost its power, transforming into a wailing gale that swept across the sea.
In the sky, the eyes and mouth of the human face torn from the clouds glowed with dazzling silver-white light, making crackling sounds, as if its rage had been completely ignited.
Attacks filled with destruction and tyranny brewed in the clouds, while a spirit filled with rage continuously "scanned" the surroundings, attempting to find the individual who had secretly contended for control of the storm just now.
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