I Have a Sailing Game

Chapter 566 - 326: ’Stellar Cluster’ and ’Starry Sky’ (Double-Length)

The church espionage personnel aboard the Gourmet Ship were easily dealt with by Noemi and sent to the Black Tide Secret Society’s prison.

In fact, these espionage personnel were not taken seriously by the Black Tide Secret Society; the key lies in their origins.

Unlike the previous intelligence officers sent by nearby churches, after some investigation, the Black Tide Secret Society discovered that this group actually came from the northern Sea of Confession.

Who holds the territory north of the Sea of Confession is naturally clear without further explanation.

"The hand of the Extreme Night Stars is reaching this far."

Tariq looked at the intelligence in his hands with a serious expression.

Undoubtedly, the espionage personnel on the Gourmet Ship were all from the Extreme Night Stars, and their purpose was naturally to convey information about the Black Tide Secret Society back to the Extreme Night Stars.

However, all along, they have rarely encountered people from the Extreme Night Stars church, let alone had any contact.

"The Mother Goddess Territory is constantly in turmoil, conflicts among major churches are endless, it’s not surprising that the Extreme Night Stars could reach in."

Doyle shrugged.

At this point, he almost integrated into the higher echelons of the Black Tide Secret Society, given his strength and circumstances.

"Actually, we only need to pay attention to one thing."

Sharo spoke then, her tone also carrying some gravity.

"...The Extreme Night Stars have begun to watch us."

...

"Urgh—"

"Cough cough cough..."

In the bathroom, the painful sounds of vomiting and coughing echoed, mixed with the sound of some viscous liquid splashing.

"Cough cough..."

Fernar’s face was pale, his weakened body slumped against the wall, gasping for air, with hollow resonations accompanying his breaths.

Ever since using his talent ability on that puddle of black oil-like mysterious liquid, Fernar began to show abnormal symptoms.

It seems like some kind of disease infection.

He first started having recurring nightmares while sleeping.

And the content of the nightmare was extremely singular: he was unknowingly placed in a pitch-dark starry sky, with his gaze unwaveringly fixed on a black eerie sphere ahead, and as time passed, he continuously drew closer to "it"...

During this period, Fernar had no power to resist, and he couldn’t even divert his eyes.

At the same time, his body started to experience headaches, dizziness, fatigue, vomiting, and some skin ulcerations...

And every nightmare intensified the symptoms.

Until today, Fernar has already coughed up many fragments of his organs, his spirit languishing.

The Secret Society adopted numerous measures for him, but none had any effect without exception.

"...Am I going to die..."

Fernar murmured with bloodshot eyes.

At this time, in his vision, the surrounding environment seemed to begin to blur again, that deep, dark space reappearing before his eyes...

Until a voice called out to him.

"Fernar."

The stern and low voice didn’t sound friendly at all, yet this call made Fernar feel like being suddenly awakened while dozing off in class, immediately coming to clarity.

Suddenly clear, Fernar saw two people appearing before him, with two Black Tide Knights keeping guard at the back.

"Gros... Sye... Archbishop..."

Fernar recognized the voice, yet his consciousness uncontrollably began to blur again.

Seeing the situation, Rogel’s descent shell slowly stood upright.

"Hmm... Just a vague memory can allow the pollution to proceed slowly..."

He squinted his eyes.

He naturally detected Fernar’s condition.

When he earlier had Fernar use his talent to view the true form of the mysterious black oil liquid, Fernar directly saw some forms of "It."

That is the cause for Fernar’s pollution.

However, even though Rogel immediately removed the pollution from Fernar.

Fernar’s memory concerning "It" persisted in his mind.

This memory began "consciously" choosing to conduct memory retrospect during Fernar’s sleep, and during the retrospect, it intensified the pollution, worsening Fernar’s condition.

If not stopped, Fernar, this unlucky child, might gradually become a walking dead, or rather a shell used by "It" to manifest will...

Clearly, it was an "unobservable" thing from the starry sky.

Yet all this was naturally Rogel’s deliberate doing.

He needed to obtain those guys’ information.

But this process would undoubtedly let poor Fernar suffer.

"Child... Next, I will intercept that dangerous memory from you, relax and don’t resist, do you understand?"

Rogel looked into his eyes and said.

"...Alright."

Fernar responded hoarsely and with difficulty.

Regarding Archbishop Rogel, he was naturally completely trusting.

Seeing this, Rogel nodded slightly and glanced at Doyle beside him.

"Release suppression, focus entirely, do not let that memory slip away."

Intercepting memories he could easily accomplish, just by combining the Authority of Mystery and the Power of Faith, could complete this action.

But the tricky part is, that memory itself is extremely dangerous and might still possess certain resistance, a single descent shell couldn’t intercept "It" and perfectly capture it.

Therefore, he called Doyle over to help.

"Okay."

Doyle nodded, looking serious.

"Don’t be so serious, it’s not particularly troublesome."

"By the way, how has your time in Sphincter been lately, haven’t you messed things up?"

Rogel suddenly laughed and joked.