I Have a Sailing Game-Chapter 270 - 187: Slaughter Spreads (Double-Length)

However, the seeds of distrust have already taken root in the heart.

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There are less than five months left until the great tide truly arrives. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Snow started to fall from the sky, symbolizing the deep winter season of the Five Great Seas.

[You have learned a new special skill: Enlightenment Prayer lv1.]

[Enlightenment Prayer lv1: Bring your questions and faith, and pray to the entities with the authority of knowledge, which will grant you corresponding enlightenment.]

Rogel exhaled.

Enlightenment Prayer is finally mastered.

At this moment, a person in a black robe knocked on the door, and, under Rogel's directive, entered to tell Rogel that Kadi requests him to go to the royal palace.

In the royal palace, the Shadow Leader and Kadi had been waiting for quite some time.

[Captain Rogel, the Fire Seed Ship will soon dock near the coast of Eastern Ozulik, you should also set out.]

The Shadow Leader spoke in a deep voice.

On the throne, the tall Kadi rubbed his temples, speaking wearily.

[According to the Kingdom Army's intelligence, in the mist boundary of the Sub-human Sea Area, some monsters have begun to appear, they massacred an entire sub-human tribe without leaving a single survivor...]

Prophet Theorid was also present, and his words made everyone feel an eerie chill.

[If we don't leave soon, I'm afraid it will be too late...]

Upon hearing this, Rogel furrowed his brows slightly.

[What is the current situation?]

[Worse than we anticipated.]

[The mist boundary is a natural barrier of the Five Great Seas, restricting many dangers from invading within.]

[But, as the power of the great tide gradually emerges, the mist boundary has started showing cracks through which some monsters have begun to infiltrate.]

[This exceeds our expectations.]

[The Fire Seed Ship will likely not be able to return and carry people, but can only go one way to Penance Strait.]

[Moreover, the journey is fraught with danger.]

The Shadow Leader's face turned bitter.

If conditions allowed, they would have wanted to prepare earlier, enabling the rescue of more people.

However, they couldn't advance the crucial sword-holding ceremony; Prophet Theorid's response was not to affect the ceremony's timing, or else things might worsen.

Additionally, the sword-holding ceremony itself was extremely important, leaving them powerless.

With time so tight, these three Fire Seed Ships became the true last hope.

[What about the selection for the Fire Seed Ship? How do you plan to allocate them?]

Rogel inquired.

This is an extremely important matter.

Currently, there are at least a few million people on Ozuric Island, and the number keeps increasing.

But despite the Fire Seed Ship's size, it can only accommodate around twenty to thirty thousand people.

What about the rest?

Will they willingly stay on Ozuric Island?

Under such circumstances, anyone can see that staying in the Five Great Seas is just waiting for death.

By then, countless people may fight desperately to board the Fire Seed Ship.

No one wants to die.

In response, Kadi quickly gave Rogel a resolute answer.

[Regardless of status, only the young and the children.]

His reply was firm.

If those left behind perish in the great tide, then those who survived on the Fire Seed Ship are the true fire seeds.

For the future, Kadi had to make such a decision.

The youngsters can swiftly provide ample labor after leaving.

While the children can continually supplement the workforce, creating a positive cycle for the departing population to continue to thrive.

[This probably won't go smoothly.]

Rogel sighed.

Kadi's choice is highly rational, entirely from the perspective of the Thousand Islands Kingdom.

But doing so, the resistance faced is immeasurable.

Kadi and others would instantly stand opposed to everyone, offending every group.

The nobles would be dissatisfied for not getting favoritism.

The vast number of commoners would be furious for not being chosen.

Even within the Kingdom Army, such a situation might occur.

Therefore, he could already foresee the impending chaos.

[Smooth or not, it doesn't matter...]

Kadi's eyes were firm, he clenched his fists.

[If they want to leave Ozuric to seek a glimmer of survival, I won't stop them.]

[I must ensure the fire seeds of the Thousand Islands Kingdom continue!]

Kadi did not know what it takes to be a qualified king.

But he was striving in that direction.

Previously, he had chosen the construction of the Underground City over stopping the chaos on Ozuric Island.

In such difficult times, whatever choice he made would lead to headaches.

But if he hesitated and wavered, he would face an even more terrifying backlash.

Only decisive action offers a glimmer of hope.

[Well said, Kadi.]

Hearing this, Rogel couldn't help but smile slightly.

He looked at Kadi on the throne.

Who could have imagined?

The skinny, loquacious romantic poet had now become a wise and decisive ruler.

And those once frail shoulders were now capable of bearing the weight of a nation…

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Giant Claw Sea Area, a nameless small island.

Around a dilapidated church, hundreds of believers in Mother Goddess Church robes were gathered.

They were devoutly chanting prayers.

A fervent and slightly mad believer stood beneath the shattered statue of the Mother Goddess, chanting loudly.

"Faithful believers, the great tide that will sweep everything is coming, and all life will meet its end, the ignorant will not escape…"

"Everything will be destroyed by the tide…"

"This is the embodiment of the will of the Mother Goddess, a display of the power to cleanse the sins of the world."

"But even as believers, we cannot sit idly by and let death descend upon us."

"Noble and unyielding souls, merciful Saints, will return from death to lead us out of our suffering!"

"During this dark time, you've endured enough trials, now it's time to perform the final ritual, which will make you great walkers amidst the tide…"

"Disaster… will no longer harm you!"

The frenzied believer screamed hoarsely.

As his words ended, dozens of strong believers forcefully escorted dozens of sturdy islanders.

The islanders' mouths were covered, and they watched the believers in fear, struggling violently but unable to break free from their restraints.

"Our savior, the compassionate Saints…"

"Even harmed by the brutal Witch Demon, he still cares for us, finding us a path to survival amid the struggle against death…"

"Thankfully, the esteemed Senwell found it…"

"Now, let me show you how to become walkers amidst the tide."

The frenzied believer grinned eerily, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and slowly walked towards the nearest islander.

In the islander's terrified eyes, the frenzied believer stabbed into his heart with one stroke, then began greedily sucking the blood.

The islander kept twitching and struggling, eventually dying with pain-filled eyes.

The surrounding islanders, witnessing this scene, were incomparably terrified, and collapsed to the ground, trembling constantly.

"This… this… heresy! This is nothing but Witch Demon!"

A believer, seeing this scene, rose in shock.

"There's no humanity in this! The Mother Goddess never gave such guidance!"

Many believers echoed this sentiment.

However, the frenzied believer was indifferent, wiped his mouth, and laughed out loud.

"In the tide, no one can escape…"

"Nobility? Humanity? This will only lead you toward the abyss of death!"

"Look…"

With the consumption of blood, the frenzied believer's body began to swell, his muscles knotted, and under his skin, it seemed countless blood-red worms were writhing, emitting an ominous aura.

He gripped the dagger tightly in his hand, then stabbed it into his neck with a fierce twist.

A horrifying scene unfolded before the eyes of the believers.

The neck of the frenzied believer did not bleed at all; instead, it healed at an astonishing speed.

He twisted his neck and looked at the horrified believers below.

"Look at this, such powerful strength…"

"This is the guidance of the Holy Lord, only with such strength can one survive the tide!"

"Look at your own bodies, can ordinary bodies survive such disasters?"

"You just need to help a weaker person find relief to continue living, what harm is there in that?"

"The weak being preyed upon by the strong is the truth of this world, in the tide, humanity does not exist!"

The frenzied believer laughed wildly, his wanton laughter echoing across the entire altar.

It seemed that witnessing such powerful strength, some people tightened their daggers at their waists, struggling with their feelings.

The atmosphere grew more eerie.

Splurt!

Hearing this sound, the frenzied believer's smile widened.

The slaughter had begun to spread…