’Grandan Secret Sect? Bri, hurry up and introduce it.’
’Huh? I’ve never heard of such a sect... In the deep sea, everyone worships my lord. Even the Old King under my lord’s command forbids the establishment of any sect in the deep sea area.
If one wants to develop believers, they can only do so outside the deep sea, in common sea areas or on land.
However, the pronunciation of ’Dagan’ is quite similar to the name of the deceased Old King.’
’Since you haven’t heard of it, this sect must have been ’secretly formed’ in the depths of the Dead Sea, or even ’accidentally formed’... Once we reach the inside of the church, we should be able to clarify this issue.
The ’mysterious airflow’ circulating among the graves,
originates from this underground church, and the main work of these cult members might be closely related to the formation of the airflow.
The airflow merges among the graves, eventually directing towards somewhere, achieving some kind of purpose, which still requires further exploration and confirmation.’
’Boss, is it really okay to act ? Directly getting tied up and taken to a completely unknown church, what if there’s some unexpected danger?’
’Stop babbling! Keep quiet.’
The scolded starfish could only obediently turn into a decoration.
a very peculiar and gigantic underwater church came into view.
Pillars and arches in various fish bone forms,
As well as various hardened, deceased tentacles provide structural reinforcement,
The church surface is covered with dull fish scale-shaped tiles,
The roof presents a distinct fish fin structure,
As for the ’mysterious airflow’ observed by the Real Demon Eye, it seeps out through the church’s gill-like gaps on both sides.
From a top view, the church looks more like a ’giant deep-sea diver’s corpse.’
Though Bri had turned into a decoration, he was still sneaking glances at the outside situation.
When he finally saw the church’s exterior clearly, he was so scared that he almost slipped off Han Dong’s back.
’It’s your turn to speak, so stop stuttering and speak quickly!’
’This church is actually modified from the corpse of that ’Old King’... There’s no mistake, the overall structure hasn’t changed much and matches perfectly with the memories in my brain.
The ’airflow’ that you see, reaching King Level, also makes sense now, boss.
As rumored, truly dead, huh?’
’Dead, it is dead. But not necessarily completely dead...’
At this moment, Han Dong was already brought to the fishtail gate of the church.
A large number of instructors going in and out stopped their work, stuffing their eyeballs into decayed eye sockets, staring at this rare outsider—Han Dong.
A powerful aura emerged from deep within the church,
’Hmm!? There’s actually a pseudo-King level ’Dead’ here? Quite impressive.’
A strong death aura shot out from the church gate, after a period of rising, it dropped vertically before Han Dong.
The death aura dispersed.
An elderly figure, as if with a layer of fish skin pasted on the bone surface, revealed his true self,
The fish skin on him was both his skin and dragged on the ground like a robe.
The eyeballs in his eye sockets had degenerated, replaced by micron-level tentacles, earnestly scrutinizing this strange intruder—Han Dong.
All present instructors fell to the ground, shouting in unison: "Archbishop Raniere!"
Han Dong also quickly utilized his best disguise techniques, even concealing the ’Deep Sea Mark’ on the back of his hand, dissociating himself from the deep sea, acting as a complete outsider.
An old, hoarse voice emerged:
"Never thought a ’Faceless One’ could intrude here, are you seeking opportunities in the Dead Sea?
It’s been a very, very long time since any races other than deep-sea divers arrived here.
Your presence here indicates you possess an impressive death talent, it truly is... wonderful! The living energy in you could be converted to more, and purer ’Breath of the Dead Sea.’
We will be grateful for your contribution to the Grandan Secret Sect."
After granting some rewards to the two instructors who ’captured’ Han Dong, the Archbishop personally affixed bindings on Han Dong, leading him into the church.
(Throughout, Han Dong disguised himself as an Ancestor Body)
The interior scene of the church shocked Han Dong immensely.
’This is... some kind of biological technology and death combined product?’
Various biological containers were set inside the church, primarily "jar-like devices," each immersed with complete corpses of deep-sea divers.
As they soak over a long period, lightly stir, and infuse with some biological energy, these corpses gradually dissolve.
The final ’corpse solution’ is directed to the center of the church’s [Biological Distillation Device], producing the previously seen ’airflow,’ referred to by the Archbishop as the ’Breath of the Dead Sea.’
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Seeing this scene, Han Dong could roughly guess seven or eight out of ten.
Not asking too many questions, just putting on a resigned look, letting the Archbishop do as he pleased.
’Boss! What are you doing? Why hide the Deep Sea Envoy’s identity, why...’
The communication from the Fat Starfish was abruptly cut off by Han Dong, throwing it back into the Prison World.
’This starfish talks too much, Count is still better.’
Han Dong was brought by the Archbishop to the central Biological Distillation Device,
His processing differed from those deep-sea diver corpses, directly undergoing live distillation without the ’corpse dissolution’ process.
The Archbishop’s rather sinister voice sounded:
"This process might be a tad painful~ but your body, soul, and consciousness will transform into a purer ’Breath of the Dead Sea’... Your portion will exceed that of these deep-sea diver corpses.
When the Sovereign fully revives, you might even undergo consciousness remolding! Being able to serve the Sovereign afresh.
The Archbishop extended black fishbone fingers, tapping on Han Dong’s body.
A black membrane swiftly enveloped his entire body, completely sealing it to prevent accidents.
Like steaming buns, directly thrown into the apparatus, submerging in the multitude of deep-sea diver’s body solutions for live distillation.
The Archbishop was rather cautious,
Staying on site, placing his hand on the distillation device’s surface until Han Dong’s vitality completely dissipated before leaving assured... after all, not a hint of mistake is tolerable in this project.
About ten minutes later
Inside the distillation device.
The black membrane was sliced open by a sharp sword.
Han Dong easily wriggled out, feeling the constant influx of the body dissolving solution, and the distilled forming ’Breath of the Dead Sea’ from above, already famishing.
’Huff! Finally, I get such an opportunity... This truly is the ’main course,’ worth all my patience.’
Han Dong, having transformed into a dead body, floated up in the solution, reaching the upper layer of the distillation device, almost touching the top.
Here is the densest area of ’Breath of the Dead Sea,’ and also the best place for cultivation.
Sitting cross-legged in mid-air, a series of black sand whirlpools covered his body,
If Han Dong wished, he could absorb all the airflow inside, but doing so would surely expose him... To go a long way steadily, Han Dong absorbed only 30% of it, letting the rest escape normally.
Even at 30%, it was already quite rich for a Mythic Body, even somewhat overloading.
The final piece of the Mythical Puzzle, ’Dark Magic,’ had its integration level slowly increase from 70%.
All the airflow seeping from the church gathered and flowed in one direction, towards a certain location.
The endpoint revealed a dilapidated throne.
The space between the throne was filled with various fishman skulls,
The fish scales covering the throne’s surface were torn,
Reforming at the throne’s surface some kind of entity that symbolizes the "Dead Sea," which is already 80% constructed...