This thing was done secretly, and Raphael, who was close to him, was not aware of it in the slightest. I only felt a fresh breeze blowing on my face, and I was refreshed. It's just that the window is not opened, where does the breeze come from? It was just a vision that Wiener Dew produced when he absorbed the Godhead, and he didn't take it too seriously.

As the situation eased, Raphael sat down on the throne beside him. Thoughts swirled, and messages came out of his mind. Keep his Sea Clan close to the status of the evil gods, he needs a victory to strengthen the confidence of those sea powers. Then use this as an opportunity to expand your influence in the human kingdom.

Although he had already guessed that the evil gods would send their power to the sea that day, he had made some arrangements in advance. But he also knew in his heart that the evil god would not only prepare for it. Especially since they have shown their means before, they must know what their identity is.

How could he be so arrogant to put a ship at sea for Raphael to destroy so easily? Anyway, since it's already late, why rush to complete it in a moment?

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Wiener Dew's acceptance of Godhead came faster than Raphael had imagined, but he didn't seem to have absorbed it as long as he remembered. That being said, it's only a week's time. Compared with the panic of the various forces, the Bartholomew region is as stable as ever.

On this day, Vena Dew finally came back to her senses from the state of absorption, and between her breaths, there was a faint smell of medicine.

Raphael took the opportunity to check the changes in Wiener Dew,

God's Name: Vena Dew

Gods: Ocean Gods

Grade: Weak Divine Power

Emblem: None

Habitation: Io Continent

Faction: Orderly

Priesthood: Physician, Medicine, Plants, Life

Divine Domain: None

Believers: Human, Sea Clan, Multi-Race Plane (PS: Balchik Plane and Secret Realm)

Priest Faction: Order-Guarded Good, Order-Neutral, Order-Evil

Favorite weapons: Plants

Transcendent Divine Abilities: Not yet

"Plants and life? What's going on? "Everything else is okay, but it's normal to behave. The reason why Wiener Dew has such a change at this moment is because she has a god belonging. Because Raphael set up the statue of Vena Dew in his temple as a god, it is the reason why Vena Dew has not yet been canonized as a god and can still enjoy some rights of the gods.

However, after all, he is only a pseudo-god, so he can't possess the realm of divine power and extraordinary divine abilities. As for the believers, because they are more specific, they will only provide Raphael with the power of faith.

It's just that this extra plant and life priesthood is a bit unbelievable, and he won't be naïve enough to think that this is a gift from Tyr, the god of justice. Because between the primary and secondary levels, there is no hierarchy at all.

"Could it be that because it is an ancient spirit created by the ancient god Galen himself, he has a deeper understanding of this aspect?" After thinking about it, Raphael, who had no conclusion, could only reluctantly come to this conclusion. I didn't think about it, but this is the closest conclusion to the conclusion.

"Master!" Feeling the extra power in her body and the extra knowledge in her mind, she knew what kind of great creation Raphael had given her.

"At this point, you are my God. As for other things, you don't need to worry too much about it. I'll help you out one by one. But you also need to do more practical things on weekdays and recruit a group of loyal believers......" Raphael patiently explained these things to Vena Dew, just as Amberi, the goddess of the sea, told herself.

Thinking of this, Raphael couldn't help but feel that the burden on his body was a little heavier. It's not that there is an extra god like Vena Dew, but more because he hasn't helped Amberi, the goddess of the sea, think about how to pull the patron saint of the sea elves, Deep Sea Saisila, into the water for so long.

"Who says the higher you sit, the more you can relax?"

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Today is a good weather for sailing. Veteran sailors who are familiar with the smell of the sea can judge it all by the direction of the wind blowing in the air and the clouds in the sky. However, due to the recent ravages of evil gods, the originally very busy Manzanillo Sea Route has become lonely.

However, there are some daring captains who don't believe it, the Queen Els, a medium-sized merchant ship, and the seamen on the ship are in the sky. At this time, the wind direction is just right, so that their movements seem leisurely. Like a nobleman preparing to go to a banquet.

But the navigator standing on the mast saw a terrible scene, "The storm ahead is coming here!" ”

Things at sea are meant to change, one moment it may be a beautiful day, the next moment it will be a storm! When the crew heard this, they began to move. But before there was any movement, the voice came from above.

"It's not Stormstorm! It's a ship...... Ship ......" The navigator's tongue was knotted, and the sharp mouth became like a rusty gear.

"What ship?" The crew below were confused, but soon understood what it meant.

It turned out to be a fleet, and the so-called storm clouds were a group of strange creatures flying in the air. The Bird Hunter, the second creature to appear on the battlefields of the South, is adept at group action, is extremely fast, and fights by piercing the opponent's body with its unusually sharp beak.

That scene can't be described as bloody at all, as long as a hole appears in your body, then don't think about it, the next second you will become a sieve!

"Evil God!" Even these crew members, no matter how slow they were, understood what they had encountered.

If the ship had been able to dock in the city of Tarragona, they would have made a fortune. The goods on board were medicines brought from the Tregiye Bay, and the difference was ten times the difference. They had thought that they would leave the ship and wait in the city of Tarragona until the limelight had passed.

I didn't think that the route that could be reached on the last day was really going to be the last. The funny thing is that the ship is carrying medicines, but it can't keep them alive.

Not only the Queen Els, but the entire Manzanillo Seaway still sailing ships have felt this murderous force that is so thick that it cannot be dissolved, and the scythe of death has been swung against them, wanting to survive in such a situation?

The probability is almost zero.

Those who will still beg for the sea at such a moment will not be the kind of rich businessmen who have the money to hire those who are powerful and powerful. However, this is in the sea, and there are very few powerful people who are willing to use it as a battlefield. After all, how much foothold can a ship have?

It's more just to prevent pirates from looting. And pirates are murderous, so at least there is a glimmer of life. With the exception of a few notoriously mad menacs, most pirates are engaged in the business of looting. At most, it's just an extra amount of extortion for kidnapping tickets.

But, evil gods? How could they possibly look at the money and goods on their ship?

It was a sense of powerless despair, and they were so overwhelmed that they sat down on the ground. At such a time, how can they still want to resist?

"Trident Strike!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the front, which was not the lingua franca of the mainland.

This was followed by the sound of the ship's cabin being torn apart, which made them a little more curious. They all got up from the deck.

"It's the Sea Clan!" The navigator looked surprised and surprised as he looked at the creatures emerging from beneath the seabed.

Although the relationship between humans and the Sea Tribes is not close, at least there is room for turnaround.

"Get out the musket! There is no chance to run, only to attack at this time. We will have a chance to live! The captain of the ship came out of the captain's quarters, and there was nothing he could do about a captain like him, who had been begging for a living at sea for decades.

But grasping the opportunity is one of the abilities he is most proud of! He was able to go from a small crew member to a captain because he knew what to do and when.

The crew looked at the captain with a bit of dazed faces.

"Look at your mother's stinky fart, get the fuck moving. If you want to die, go to the bow of the boat and jump down to feed the fish! The captain was angry and scolded the stupid fools.

However, this shouting and scolding had a direct effect, and the crew took action one after another. Tear the tarpaulin from the weapon bay and remove the normal musket from its contents.

Even if they knew that such a weapon might not be of great use, at least they should fight for their own survival.

The tentacles looked out to sea from the deck, and ranged attacks shot out from their tentacles and smashed into the water. But the water seemed to be as thick as paste, and their long-range attack did not have the desired effect.

Instead, the sea tribes below made several openings in their ship, and the raging water poured into the cabin along the gaps, and the ship began to topple. The predator bird above tried to go deep into the sea, but was stopped by the witch of the deep sea using a spell.

This deep sea shrine maiden is a branch of the Naga clan, but because the number of people in the clan is small, they can't get together. It was integrated into the system of other Naga clans. Raphael gathered the inheritance of this deep-sea witch and organized personnel to cultivate it.

But I saw that the spells used by these deep sea witches were very special, not the kind of spells with strong offensive ability, but they had a very unique power in terms of restriction and defense. Hair scattered on the shoulders and neck is not real hair.

Rather, it was a series of living snakes, these snakes spit out letters with the movements of the witches of the deep sea, and the letters spit out seemed to have a special charm, and the birds in the air were like planes that had been misrouted, staggered and collided with each other.

Then he fell from the sky, and was finally swallowed by the sea below. It was a shark made of water, a trick Raphael had previously used. Obviously, this group of deep sea witches has not only obtained a complete inheritance, but also has a touch of murder in the defense!

"Is the power of the Sea Clan already so amazing?" Looking at these evil god classes that could not be compatible, the crew members all showed shock, they must have never dealt with the Sea Clan. Sometimes, the Sea Clan will trade with passing ships. There are even some sea tribes who do pirate business.

"No, they seem to be followers of the god of the sea. I once saw this sign in a harbor, and the clerk said it was a merchant ship of the god of the sea. The captain looked at the familiar signs on the trident and spoke.

"If I can survive this time, I must go to the temple of the god of the sea to pray and make a donation!" The crew listened to the captain's words, and looked at the scene of the sea tribe easily abusing the evil god troops, and they all felt a sense of happiness for the rest of their lives.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, the situation in the field suddenly changed a little.

The two palms that covered the sky and the sun combined with an extreme sword light and covered the void one by one.

A figure suddenly came out of it, fleeing frantically. It was none other than Raphael.

Recently, this kind of cleanup of the Evil God Ship has been carried out no less than ten times. Raphael would always watch from the sidelines, not to appreciate the tragic death of the evil god classes. It's more about matching the troops under your own command.

As his temple spread out little by little within the Sea Clan, Raphael was able to feel the inheritance and heritage of the Sea Clan. No wonder Ambori, the goddess of the sea, advised herself at that time that she could not use force to recruit the sea tribe. Instead, it should moisturize things silently.

I never thought about it, but today it suddenly happened.

"Three, you want to keep me here?" Raphael fled, his eyes on the wreck of the ship, and three figures were slowly revealed. Aren't they the two evil gods and the black knight?

"Last time you, the god of the sea, came to my Southern Chamber of Commerce, we didn't entertain well, and this time is the reparation for the last time." One of the evil gods looked at Raphael with an evil face, and his tone was sincere and not pretentious.

"I can't afford such a big atonement!" The blue heart in his hand moved rapidly as Raphael rushed all the way. Below, the sea swelled and rolled towards Raphael, turning into two huge palms and striking at the two rushing hands.

At the same time, with a bang, he pulled out the secret whisperer at his side. With a swing forward, a sword as black as night came out of the tip of the sword, pointing at the sword light that the black knight had attacked.

Although he guessed that the evil god would not do nothing, he didn't expect that there would be such a big stroke!

"I can't stand it, last time the three of you came to visit together. Now we're three of us, so it's fair. The other evil god had already condensed the second palm print, and the fierce attack slapped at Raphael again.

Obviously, the three of them appeared here this time to keep Raphael here.

The sword is a cut behind, and Raphael is not a professional in this area after all. The Black Knight's extreme sword light pierced through Raphael's sword, and it headed towards Raphael's body with a killing momentum. The battle was so sudden that Raphael had no idea it.

These three guys are so well hidden that they don't reveal any murderous intentions.

With a 'poof' sound, the sword light was like flowing water, penetrating Raphael's left shoulder!

Wounded in one blow!

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