I Have a Sailing Game

Chapter 520 - 304: The Greater Situation, the Dormant Mother Goddess (Double - )

The Kizi God seems to have suffered significant losses in the war on the Mother Goddess Land. Fighting on two fronts is undoubtedly something the Kizi Church cannot handle.

However, Rogel’s focus today is not on that.

It is on the many "followers" surrounding the Mother Goddess Church.

These churches, considering the scale of the Land of Faith, are most likely some demigods.

Rogel is currently concerned about the possibility of being besieged if his faith system is leaked.

Rogel carefully observes the large map.

After a moment, he squints his eyes and points to a corner of the large map.

"By the way, Sharo, how much do you know about this Eye of Dusk?"

Eye of Dusk.

When Rogel initially sailed from the Yudona Sea to the Sea of Confession, he hadn’t traveled far before entering this area.

It seems now that this is within the sphere of influence of the Eye of Dusk.

This region is next to Balahavi, and the Tree of Life is also here.

Hearing Rogel’s question, Sharo seriously ponders for a moment before responding.

"This church organization is quite mysterious. Due to its bizarre behavior, the surrounding churches mostly view it as an evil heresy."

"However, it seems to have existed for a long time."

Upon hearing this, Rogel slightly frowns.

Hearing Sharo’s words, it seems that the Eye of Dusk is not weak and likely on the same level as the other churches’ spirits of faith.

Otherwise, whether based on territorial disputes or dissatisfaction with its actions, they shouldn’t ignore this existence.

The only reason they can coexist peacefully is likely their "strength."

Thinking of this, Rogel makes a mental note of it.

In the future, after annihilating the Kizi Church, he would inevitably clash with the surrounding churches. Although there is no threat at the moment, caution is necessary.

Next, Rogel begins to analyze the surroundings and formulate strategies.

"The Mother Goddess Church should not react openly to us, at least not until the Mother Goddess ends her dormancy."

"Next is the forces surrounding the Kizi Church."

"Although the Natural Church is now fierce with us, it is essentially our potential enemy. However, there is a huge natural barrier at its rear, making it difficult to ally with other churches..."

"As for the left side, Balahavi... perhaps we should send someone to make contact."

"We should enter a relatively long period of peace next."

Rogel rubs his brow and lets out a sigh of relief.

The current situation for the Black Tide Secret Society is not bad.

The Natural Church is inherently a potential enemy. Even if the faith system is not exposed, after the fall of the Kizi Church, they will oppose the Black Tide Secret Society based on territorial disputes.

However, there is a large natural barrier at their rear, making alliances with other churches difficult.

So, as long as we understand the situation with Balahavi and these churches on the left, the Black Tide Secret Society may be able to buy some more time.

This is extremely important for Rogel and the Black Tide Secret Society.

What Rogel has to do is not simply oppose a single church, nor even a single True God.

He and the Black Tide Secret Society are facing a gigantic entity under the old system!

This might include several True Gods and numerous Demigods!

A slight misstep, and the Black Tide Secret Society could plummet to the bottom!

This is a huge challenge, and Rogel is not sure if he can succeed...

"I will arrange to contact them."

Sharo nods, indicating her understanding.

Rogel nods in return.

After a moment, Sharo exits.

An interim strategy for the Black Tide Secret Society is thus set.

...

"Can we return to the Five Great Seas?"

Rogel looks at Doyle in surprise: "Why didn’t you mention it earlier?"

Despite still looking like a seasoned mystery man, his eyes show sincerity, a unique characteristic of Doyle himself.

"You didn’t ask." Doyle feels a bit aggrieved: "I took the initiative to ask you instead."

Rogel: "..."

Well, things have been quite hectic lately, and he indeed hadn’t thought of that.

His connection with Argongos began from the Five Seas, so he likely knows something about the Five Seas.

"Alright, my fault." Rogel shrugs, then moves on to the main topic: "Did Argongos know from the start about the great tide in the Five Seas?"

"More or less." Doyle nods: "He learned about it through that lamp."

Lamp...

Rogel doesn’t care much about this point; it’s not his current focus: "Does he know the reason for the great tide?"

When Rogel left the Five Seas, he felt quite helpless. After all, survival seemed difficult, and there was no way to elevate his position.

Doyle shakes his head.

Rogel feels speechless, though this was expected; Argongos only cares about what interests him.

"Forget it, let’s talk about how to return to the Five Seas."

Rogel says.

Heisatan is about to ascend to demigod status, at which point he will be quite powerful, no longer fearing most threats in the Five Seas.

"You already have the ability to traverse the border fog."

"The position of the Penance Strait is actually within the border fog near the Blood Sea, which is not far from the Sea of Confession."

Doyle explains.

Rogel freezes upon hearing this.

No wonder!

No wonder Hudson came from the Blood Sea; it turns out the Five Seas are actually near the Blood Sea...

He should find an opportunity to discuss this with Hudson.

He’s probably still in Magrela right now.

After some thought, Rogel nods to Doyle: "Thank you."

Doyle shakes his head and looks at the nearby Rose Island with a sigh, his expression complex.

Soon, he will meet his old friend from the time of Eclipse.

...

Magrela.

Once the stronghold of the Black Tide Secret Society, Magrela has fully adapted to its existence now.

Currently, it is overseen and managed by Tariq’s deputy, also a former Defier.

As for the overall development of Magrela, he follows the Black Tide Secret Society’s standards, making some changes according to circumstances, but generally remaining the same.

Unlike the situation with the Black Tide Secret Society.

Magrela has always been self-sufficient and possesses strong shipbuilding technology; often, passionate young people embark from here.

Coincidentally, today a young man plans to do just that.

By his side, a few companions accompany him.

He is currently bidding farewell to his sister Anda.

"Don’t worry, Sister Anda, I’m going to be the ruler of the seas; no little wind or waves can stop me."

Jia Shang pats his chest confidently.

Anda still looks full of worry, sighing and her eyes turning slightly red as she looks at him.

Seeing this, Jia Shang awkwardly nudges Hudson with his elbow, whispering: "Big brother Hudson, please convince my sister soon..."

Hudson glances at him and calmly speaks to Anda: "Don’t worry; after all, he hasn’t died yet."

He hasn’t died yet, meaning he will once he sets sail...

When Anda hears this, she can’t help but cry quietly.

Jia Shang’s face falls, and he looks at him with annoyance, wanting to say something but ultimately just sighs and starts to comfort his sister.

After a long time, Anda finally stops her tears.

Jia Shang breathes a sigh of relief and hastens aboard the ship.

Before long, the ship sails off into the distance.

Before leaving, he looks at Hudson and shouts: "Big brother Hudson, I’m going first, be quick!"

Hudson nods slightly.

Beside him, Anda looks at him in surprise: "Hudson, you... you’re leaving Magrela too?"

Clearly, Hudson doesn’t intend to hide this, nodding: "Yes."

Upon hearing this, Anda’s eyes darken.

She has been taking care of Hudson for a while and has long since become friends with him. Although there are no feelings beyond friendship, she still feels a bit reluctant to hear this.

Anda is not too sad now, just looking at the port of Magrela with some emotion.

The port is filled with ships coming and going.

"Lately, so many young people have started going to sea..."

At this moment, it’s early morning at the port of Magrela.

The morning sun rises from the sea’s horizon, casting warm light that dispels the cold of the night before.

The young people’s ships sail toward unknown distances, welcoming the dawn.