CHAPTER 374: 147 87 GOD’S GRACE COINS (PLEASE COLLECT)

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Roars echoed in his ears.

Conni, wielding a rapier, paced the battlefield. He gazed at the ruins before him, his eyes full of emotion.

Tortuga Island!

The pirate sanctuary!

He had once known every plant and tree here.

Which shops had the best drink, which shipwrights were the most skilled, and which pirates often came to the island...

He knew them all too well.

"SWOOSH!"

A blue-eyed sharkfolk holding a longsword charged at him, its weapon thrusting fiercely and directly into Conni’s heart.

The blade passed through his body.

Conni’s expression remained unchanged. With a flick of his wrist, he stabbed his rapier into his opponent’s forehead.

"PFFT!"

The blue-eyed sharkfolk stiffened and fell backward to the ground, the longsword simultaneously pulling out of Conni’s body.

There was no blood on the blade.

"Cough, cough!"

Conni covered his mouth with a light cough. He bowed his head to look at his chest, where the grievous wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Curse...

It should be a blessing!

His clothes were tattered and riddled with cuts, flapping noisily in the wind, but his body bore no wounds.

Or rather, the wounds had already healed.

The Legendary Creature had been dealt with by Carl, the red-eyed sharkfolk had been slain by Yana, and the Shalu tree was devouring one sharkfolk after another...

The Knights of Jiliu City faced almost no strong resistance as they advanced.

"Hmm?"

Conni’s gaze shifted, landing on the ruins not far off.

On that weed-covered ground, a blood-red longsword, full of cracks, stood quietly.

Erdis!

Complex emotions flickered in Conni’s eyes. His gaze then fell on a pile of skeletal remains next to the longsword, and he sighed softly.

Pirate King!

He shook his head slightly, stepped forward, grasped the hilt, and slowly drew the sword from the ground.

"ZING..."

The blood-red longsword emitted a faint tremor, like a weak moan, yet also like the joy of encountering an old friend.

"That fellow treasured you, wouldn’t let anyone near you, and now look, you’ve fallen into my hands."

Conni smiled, bent down, and carefully wrapped up the bones on the ground.

"Old friend, I’ve come back to see you."

"Elder Conni!" someone shouted from not far away. "We’ve found a hidden underground warehouse over here, and there are still some things that can be used."

"Oh!" Conni raised an eyebrow. "First, check if there are any Great Divine Graces. If there are, send them to Mr. Karl."

"Yes!"

The other person nodded.

「...」

In this weed-overgrown, desolate ruin, a dilapidated wooden hall stood quietly.

The wood composing the hall had long lost its original luster, its surface covered with moss and cracks.

Sunlight peeked through sparse leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on the hall’s broken roof. The doorframes were dilapidated, the door panels shattered, the wood riddled with wormholes, and the simple doorknobs were covered in verdigris.

Carl sat alone on a cleared great chair in the center of the hall, looking at the Great Divine Graces laid out before him.

Eighty-seven of them!

His eyes twitched, and his breathing quickened. His heart pounded chaotically for a long time before he finally managed to calm his restless mood.

A great harvest!

This trip was worth it!

After thousands of people from Freedom Port had searched continuously for several days, every Great Divine Grace hidden on the island had been collected.

In total, eighty-seven!

For Carl, this was an unprecedented haul.

Even at a four-to-one ratio, eighty-seven Great Divine Graces could provide over two points to his base attributes.

Added to spiritual power, it could save more than twenty years of arduous cultivation.

Added to his Constitution, it could allow his Constitution score to break through the ten-point limit and reach the First-order Middle Stage.

Unfortunately...

Other than Tortuga, there is currently no other place that can provide so many Great Divine Graces at once.

"Hmm?"

Carl raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickering.

No!

The City Lord’s Mansion in Freedom Port should have even more Great Divine Graces than Tortuga.

The City Lord’s Mansion...

Thinking of that place, Carl shook his head lightly.

The Knights of the City of Death had already verified that the dangers there far exceeded those on Tortuga Island.

To enter the City Lord’s Mansion, he would likely need the strength of a late-stage First Order, and he could not go alone.

"Uncle!"

Ayala came into the great hall.

Carl waved his sleeve, stowing away the Great Divine Graces before him. "What is it?"

"Conni found the treasure hidden by the Pirate King," Ayala said, her expression strange, as if hesitating to speak. "There’s... something odd about it."

"Oh!" Carl looked up. "Let’s go have a look."

The Pirate King’s residence was not in the center of the island but in a more secluded area, adjacent to a mountain.

It resembled an animal’s den.

Conni, holding Erdis, stood before a wall. With his hand on his chin, he was lost in thought as he stared at a mural.

"TAP..."

Footsteps approached.

Conni came to his senses. Erdis, in his hand, trembled, and two phantoms lunged towards the door.

"Stop!" Conni hurriedly soothed the longsword. "They’re allies."

Erdis trembled lightly. The two phantoms silently returned, shrinking close to his body and becoming still.

"I remember you said the Pirate King had two invisible monsters with him," Carl said as he walked in. "Are these them?"

"Yes." Conni nodded. "I didn’t expect them to still be alive either."

"This method of invisibility is extraordinary. As long as they remain still, not even Legendary Creatures can detect them," Carl said gravely. "Can you make them show their true forms so I can see?"

If the phantoms hadn’t moved first, he wouldn’t have detected them. It was truly astonishing.

He possessed a Third-tier Abyss Bloodline, making his senses exceptionally sharp.

Indeed, Carl suspected these two beings could remain undetected even by Second Order life forms.

"I’ll try."

Conni thought for a moment, then closed his eyes and grasped the hilt of Erdis, as if communicating with it spiritually.