"Don't tell me that place being repeatedly washed by cannon fire is the Bansy Harbor you mentioned?" Sauron said, deliberately sounding surprised.
"Medici, your old nest has been bombed," Einhorn said even more directly.
"…"
Medici fell silent for quite a while. He had finally managed to come back once, only to see the artillery fire before him destroying the former residence of their family. His feelings were extremely complicated.
"Why have you suddenly gone quiet? How rare. You can actually be affected by something like this? Do you even seem like a creature with that much emotion?"
"You, reminiscing about the past, look much more pleasing than usual, though you're still just as nauseating."
Sauron and Einhorn naturally would not let go of this chance to mock Medici.
"Hmph!" Medici snorted coldly and said, "Them? Even if they bombarded this place with cannon fire for a hundred years, they still wouldn't be able to truly destroy it."
Sauron said, "Is that so? What if they invite that Tyrant over?"
Medici said indifferently, "The matter here is not enough to make Him descend personally."
"Medici, you are always far too confident. Confident to the point of stupidity, making you unable to see the current situation clearly."
After Einhorn finished speaking, he reminded them to look up at the storm clouds constantly gathering and compressing in the sky.
The dark, oppressive clouds hung low, as if they were about to cover the entire Bansy Harbor. Within them, violent wind and rain raged, while lightning and thunder roared angrily.
This kind of momentum was not something an ordinary Beyonder could create.
Along with the whimpering and howling of the storm, the entire sea began to surge and churn.
"Something is wrong."
Sauron-Einhorn-Medici sensed that something was off. The storm aura in the sea ahead was becoming stronger and stronger, pressing the whole surface of the sea down by a large margin.
"That Tyrant is really going to descend!"
"Medici, what exactly did you do inside Bansy Harbor to actually attract the divine descent of the Lord of Storms?"
"…"
Medici was also very puzzled by this. "That shouldn't be the case. How could the matter here attract a divine descent? Could it be that He is too idle?"
Sauron-Einhorn-Medici stood on the small boat and held their breath as they observed for a while. Only then did a look of terror appear in their eyes.
Someone was actually fighting the divinely descended Lord of Storms in Bansy Harbor!
Although Sequence 1 and Sequence 0 were only one step apart, that one step was a complete qualitative change.
Even though the Lord of Storms had merely descended through divine descent, His status as a true god was there, and He still possessed divine might.
"Who exactly is fighting the Lord of Storms there? Could it be the two brothers, Adam and Amon?"
"Judging from this formation, the Lord of Storms has come in great anger. Could it be that little crow really stole the Church of Storms' sanctuary?"
"We should move farther away, so that the Lord of Storms doesn't notice our aura."
Sauron-Einhorn-Medici rode the small boat and pulled away by a large distance. After confirming that they would not be discovered, they continued watching the battle in the distance, whose outcome was still unknown.
Medici said with some unease, "Could the seal there really have cracked?"
"Medici, what exactly is hidden inside Bansy Harbor?"
Sauron and Einhorn had already suspected that the divine descent of the Lord of Storms was abnormal. It definitely could not be simply because someone had provoked Him. His descent must surely have a deeper purpose!
"Damn it!" The more Medici thought about it, the more uneasy He became. That was the place He had first discovered and where He had established His family. Yet now, He could only watch from afar, allowing others to break into His home and plunder wealth that should have belonged to Him.
Sauron and Einhorn naturally would not allow Medici to keep things hidden. The faces on both sides of His cheeks struggled as if they wanted to tear themselves out.
Annoyed by their arguing, Medici only left one sentence: "Either let me pray to the Lord and request the Lord's descent, or don't even think about learning anything from my mouth!"
The surging waves and fierce storm, along with one intense collision after another, completely destroyed Bansy Harbor until nothing remained.
When the storm gradually dispersed, only a vast expanse of sea was left before them.
Originally, there should have been an island here, with a Harbor names Bansy Harbor on that island. Now, the entire island had been sunk, completely swallowed by the sea.
From then on, there would no longer be a place called Bansy Harbor.
When Sauron-Einhorn-Medici arrived there, they could only look out over the sea and sigh.
"…" Medici's face was completely dark, and He did not want to speak. Sauron and Einhorn slowly analyzed the outcome of the battle at Bansy Harbor.
In the end, it should have been the Lord of Storms who obtained victory, and He had even deliberately sent down divine punishment to completely erase Bansy Harbor, seemingly in order to cover something up.
As for the one who had fought the Lord of Storms, it was not the two brothers Adam and Amon, but someone carrying a strong aura of spatial dimensions.
It was somewhat like that Mr. Door who had once nearly ascended to godhood.
That was an existence even more troublesome and terrifying than the brothers Adam and Amon.
"It's time to go. In a while, this place will definitely attract a bunch of people to come and investigate."
"Heh, isn't this ready-made bait?"
"It is indeed time to change to another body."
"Let's hope there will be a good harvest."
Sauron and Einhorn discussed back and forth. Only Medici remained silent, His face dark the entire time.
About an hour after they left, members of the Church of Storms arrived by ship.
After the divine descent succeeded, they had been casually sent away from the battlefield by the Lord of Storms. Only after the battle ended did they hurry over to investigate.
On the empty sea, there was already no trace of Bansy Harbor. Even that island had been swallowed by the sea. Only some fragments of wooden houses and smoking wooden debris remained on the surface.
Crestet Cesimir felt even more sorrowful. Not only had he been unable to save Klein, he had not even been able to preserve his corpse.
The Lord of Storms had personally descended and enacted divine punishment. Even if Klein had luckily still been alive in Bansy Harbor at that time, he would now have already become a pile of shattered bones.
No one could survive the divine punishment of the Lord of Storms.
...
St. Samuel Cathedral.
Leonard was once again summoned by Archbishop Anthony.
When he learned that the Lord of Storms had descended and erased the entire Bansy Harbor, and that even Klein's corpse had been turned into powder beneath the thunder, Leonard was dazed for an instant.
After several days of waiting, he had ultimately not waited for good news, but for terrible news.
"I know what I should do. I'll go to Klein's home this afternoon."
Leonard tried hard to suppress the grief in his heart. He returned to his room, lay on the bed, and closed his eyes without saying a word.
He no longer had the mood to ask the old man what secret was hidden in Bansy Harbor.
He did not even know how he should tell Klein's family of his death, as well as the captain far away in Tingen City.
...
Puning Harbor.
News of the incident at Bansy Harbor was soon blown from the sea to Puning Harbor.
Hastur had already known about this news.
He had even personally witnessed the battle between the High-Dimensional Overseer and the Lord of Storms in the Hall of Stars.
Unfortunately, he had only seen the latter half of the battle.
The High-Dimensional Overseer had lost. A single avatar projected down from the depths of the starry sky was ultimately no match for the Lord of Storms, who occupied both the right time and place.
But the High-Dimensional Overseer's avatar did not dissipate because of this. It was still alive, only suffering a certain degree of damage.
If the High-Dimensional Overseer had not deliberately wanted to wrestle with the Lord of Storms, He could have easily shaken off the Lord of Storms.
His authority could be considered a higher-grade version of Mr. Door's, allowing Him to easily leave the battlefield.
Borrowing the power of the Hall of Stars, Hastur also peered into some secrets.
Bansy Harbor was indeed a place that had been infiltrated and influenced by the power of the City of Calamity.
This was somewhat like the tributary opened up by the River of Eternal Darkness deep within the spirit world.
As the apocalypse approached, the seals set by the Lord of Mysteries in the past were gradually losing effectiveness. Those sefirot sealed within the Western Continent could already leak out a bit of corruption.
This was also the reason the Lord of Storms insisted on destroying Bansy Harbor.
If it had been left alone, Bansy Harbor would have been completely corrupted by the City of Calamity.
Once a high-sequence Beyonder of the Hunter pathway approached, they would definitely be unable to resist the temptation and their instincts, which would further promote the unsealing of the City of Calamity.
Hastur guessed that the reason the disturbance at Bansy Harbor was so great this time was, first, because Medici had broken free, and second, because of Klein's approach.
The aura of Sefirah Castle on him was the true reason the City of Calamity's corruption of Bansy Harbor had become even more severe.
…
On an unknown stretch of sea, an empty oak barrel was floating on the surface. Klein was lying on top of the oak barrel and was woken by the waves that struck him.
I'm still alive?
Klein gradually regained consciousness, then coughed heavily several times, vomiting out some seawater that had accidentally rushed into his stomach.
His pale face was even whiter than the sand on the beach not far ahead.
As the waves pushed him onto the beach, Klein struggled to turn over, letting himself lie on his back on the sand. His unfocused eyes stared blankly at the blue sky.
He had not expected that he would still be alive.
After the Bansy Harbor incident happened, he had indeed been trapped inside and found it difficult to get out, but he had not died.
When the Lord of Storms descended, he had also felt the enormous changes in the outside world.
At that time, he truly thought he was going to die under the thunder of the Lord of Storms.
But from the depths of Bansy Harbor, a sudden force had come and swept him away, along with all the people around him and even the thunder of the Lord of Storms.
In that moment of panic and chaos, he seemed to see a huge, dilapidated ancient city flash past in the mist.
All around it lingered an aura belonging to disasters and calamities, somewhat similar to the aura on the Witches.
Or perhaps it should be said that it was an aura of calamity representing an even higher status.