I Have a Sailing Game

Chapter 544 - 316: Give Me an Explanation (Double-Length, Please Subscribe!)

Boom——

Thunderclouds churned, storms raged.

It seemed like a gigantic tsunami capable of destroying the heavens and earth was frozen before the entire island.

This terrifying scene had naturally long attracted the attention of the Harvest Church.

However, even in the face of such terrifying natural disasters and crises.

The islanders on the island still appeared dull and stupefied.

"What is that?"

"Looks like a tsunami..."

"Hey, haha, hah..."

Some cast their gaze upon this terrifying scene, some were puzzled, and even more directly laughed foolishly.

Rarely, anyone felt fear or directly fled for their lives.

Swoosh swoosh——

Above the heads of this seemingly strange group of islanders, several golden lights streaked past, swiftly heading toward the outer tsunami.

"Who are you? Why summon such a disaster out of nowhere?"

Before a silhouette could gather, a voice tinged with urgency and anger reached Rogel’s ears.

Upon hearing, Rogel looked indifferent.

He saw a tall, handsome middle-aged man in a golden Pope’s robe, crowned with the Pope’s Crown, standing beside two old men.

Angel Tier... The other two old men are Deputy Tier.

It seems they should be the ones in charge within the Harvest Church.

Regarding the middle-aged man’s questioning.

Rogel appeared nonchalant as if he didn’t take him seriously at all.

"Bring out your god for a talk."

The middle-aged man’s face changed at these words.

In his view, Rogel’s statement undoubtedly meant—you’re not qualified, bring forth your superior.

Arrogant!

The middle-aged man wanted to shout angrily.

However... after glancing at the hundreds of meters high tsunami under Rogel’s feet and the dark yellow Wings of Destruction radiating terrifying aura behind him, he silently swallowed his anger, forcefully suppressing his inner fury.

Yet, he could endure it, but it didn’t mean his two companions beside could too.

"Bold!"

"Truly ignorant!"

The two old men became furious, one even raising his finger, pointing at Rogel’s eyes.

Rogel didn’t respond, just chuckled softly.

Then, he slightly raised his finger, and the dark yellow terrifying aura began rapidly concentrating along the Wings of Destruction.

Moments later, a thread-thin Power of Destruction, like a thunder snake, flew straight towards the old man who had spoken rudely to Rogel.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man’s pupils shrank.

He quickly pulled the old man at his side away, barely avoiding the Power of Destruction.

Rustle rustle...

But even just brushing past the old man, this thread-thin Power of Destruction directly obliterated the fabric on his shoulder, devouring the flesh completely.

And this wasn’t the end.

After brushing past the old man, the Power of Destruction didn’t linger but as if premeditatedly, landed directly on the golden Harvest Church at the center of Balahavi town.

Whoosh——

The dark yellow cracks instantly swept across the entire church, and in an instant, the whole church turned to ashes, vanished in the air, disappearing from reality.

"Huh?"

"What’s happening?"

The islanders within Balahavi seemed at a loss, unaware of where the ceiling went.

"Ah!"

At this moment, the old man whose shoulder was injured seemed to just react belatedly, screaming miserably, sweating coldly on his forehead.

’It’s actually an Angel on the Path of Destruction...’

The middle-aged man, having taken all this in, felt his heart sink, chills down his back.

It was mentioned before that there are differences even between Authority Powers.

As a member of the Harvest Church, the power he controls is [Nurturing and Harvest], although it also possesses combat capabilities, it’s obviously not specialized for fighting.

That’s why he didn’t assume a combative stance at the outset.

It wasn’t a matter of unwillingness, it was impossible...

Coincidentally, the destructive power before him is particularly suitable for combat, this much is clear to anyone...

After a slight reprimand, Rogel calmly retracted his hand, seemingly not intending to take it further.

Seeing his actions, the middle-aged man finally relaxed his tense heart a bit.

Fortunately, it seems this character doesn’t intend to strike directly, negotiations are still possible...

He let out a breath of relief, turning to glance at the two old men, a peculiar glimmer in his eyes, suggesting he did something.

Then he looked at Rogel, squinting slightly.

"I am Pope Alfredo of the Harvest Church, bestowed with divine authority by Metega Goddess."

"Your Excellency, may I ask who you are? What grudge lies between us? Why act against us indiscriminately?"

Alfredo’s voice carried a hidden anger.

Not daring to act because he’s unsure of the consequences, but since the opponent shows a stance for negotiation, he won’t weaken his momentum.

Rogel didn’t respond immediately.

Instead, he apathetically scanned Alfredo and the two old men behind him.

After Alfredo’s scrutiny, the mental state of these two old men seemed to change, resembling the islanders of Balahavi somewhat.

It seems there are many hidden issues in Balahavi.

"...recognize this?"

After examining, Rogel slowly pointed to the Black Tide Church Mark on himself, gazing at him deeply.

"This is..."

Alfredo was taken aback by Rogel’s words, scrutinizing further with furrowed brows, then his pupils contracted, instantly realizing the reason behind the visitor’s presence.

This is the emblem of the newly emerging force Black Tide Secret Society not long ago!

Trouble, they’ve come to demand explanations!

Regarding the Black Tide Secret Society delegation’s plight, as Pope of the Harvest Church, he was obviously fully aware, even orchestrated by him.

Come to think of it, he was troubled by this issue not long ago.