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"Queen of Calamity" Cohinem!
A name surfaced in Mobert's mind; having lived with Siatas for so long in "Groselle's Travels", he knew some things.
His expression changed for a moment, and he did not press further, actively ending the topic.
Aaron, however, became interested. Both the island inhabited by elves and the ghost ship that helped their clan migrate held considerable value.
After truly achieving Sequence 0 "Black Emperor", Roselle realized that the Emperor's subjects were not limited to humans.
To truly deal with those Outer Deities after the Original Creator's Barrier breaks, one must become an Outer Deity, and thus accommodating the "Black Emperor" Uniqueness is essential.
In the future Divine Kingdom on earth, not only humans but also elves and giants will prostrate themselves under the Emperor's majesty. By actively acting out and then accommodating the Uniqueness of neighboring Pathways, the subsequent negative effects of accommodation can be minimized.
With this thought, Aaron, feigning to be a Blessed, smiled and said:
"I am quite interested in elves, and I also know about that Queen of Calamity, but I've been busy with other matters recently and can't spare the time."
"You can set up such a ritual, and then pray to the great Lord of Order, and you can transmit the Spirit World coordinates of that place to me."
As Aaron spoke, his spirituality stirred slightly, and a ritual composed of complex and strange symbols appeared before Ferran Eddas. This was what Astolfo taught him after his memories recovered.
Although very curious about what Mr. Blessed was busy with, Ferran still restrained his curiosity, concentrated on memorizing for a moment, then slowly nodded:
"Alright, after the captain attempts to communicate with that elven demigod, I will transmit the obtained information to you through this ritual."
The others listened quietly, not speaking further, still pondering the profound meaning in the words of that great existence.
Seeing the gathering nearing its end, and considering that he had been off the Safe Passage for a long time, now sailing on a treacherous secret route, Aaron actively ended this Chaos Council.
Figures dissipated into dark golden mist and disappeared into the prayer points behind the stone chairs. Aaron's main consciousness passed through layers of dark golden mist and returned to reality.
Looking at the unchanging, mist-shrouded sea around him, Aaron was unsure where he had arrived.
Entering the secret route, encountering and chasing the "Death Announcer", with the ghost ship in full pursuit, Aaron could only discern that they were traveling eastward, which was the direction of the Divine War ruins.
Aaron withdrew his gaze. Just as he was about to take out his divination pendant to divine his current location, the entire ship suddenly pitched violently.
Looking sharply ahead, the mist cleared, and a colossal fissure impossibly stretched across the sea in front of them.
The azure sea was severed by the enormous fissure here, and endless seawater, like a waterfall, plunged vertically into the bottomless gloom!
Splash!
The ship could no longer stop, rushing straight off the edge and plummeting rapidly.
Aaron also lost his balance, uncontrollably heading straight for the ceiling, but his expression remained calm. There was no danger premonition from the "Devil's Button", indicating that this would not bring danger.
Relying on his formidable body, he used the ceiling to maintain his posture.
Just as they were about to completely fall into the bottomless dark fissure, a fountain-like surge of seawater suddenly gushed upwards from below!
It held the ship, tossing it high into the air and flinging it to the other side of the chasm.
After a fleeting sensation of weightlessness, Aaron felt the ship had landed steadily on the sea. He turned his head to look out of the cabin window.
At this moment, the sunlight outside the window became bright, shining in intensely, causing Aaron's eyes to narrow slightly.
He quickly walked to the window and saw that the boundless ocean outside seemed to be burning with golden flames, as if it were perpetually at noon.
And just moments ago, it was night!
Aaron raised his head and saw that the sky was filled with direct sunlight, with no clouds and no Sun visible, just a golden expanse.
This place did not seem like a real ocean, or at least not entirely, but rather a site left over from the war of the gods.
As his gaze swept around, he discovered a patch of ruins not far ahead to his left.
Most of the ruins were submerged in seawater, with only peaks of gray stones and pillars rising above the surface. At their apex was something like a dome, which, by its own curvature, supported a considerable space.
These ruins must have been incredibly vast originally. Through the transparent seawater, Aaron saw that they extended downwards to the seabed, endlessly.
He restrained his curiosity well. Aaron withdrew his gaze, for he knew that many ruins within the Divine War ruins contained various mutated Monsters, including many out-of-control demigods and Ancient Bane creatures.
Many of the Monsters and out-of-control evil entities here could truly kill intruders, but upon being slain, they would leave nothing behind, merely exhausting one's strength.
Spirituality surged, and Aaron intended to control the ghost ship to move away from those ruins, when a huge and clear gasp suddenly sounded in his ears!
The huge gasping sound slowly and rhythmically entered Aaron's ears, making his spine go cold and his heart inexplicably irritable, yet the "Devil's Button" gave no danger premonition.
Not wanting to complicate matters, Aaron steered the ghost ship further away, and the gasping sound gradually faded.
The sea was still bathed in the midday Sun, faintly tinged with a golden hue.
As the ship advanced, a point of light ahead and to the side grew larger and larger, refracting a dazzling, dreamy, multicolored brilliance under the sunlight.
As golden light appeared in his eyes, he realized that they were four colossal pillars carved from pure diamond.
They were like the sky-supporting Towers of myth, extending downwards, standing firm, and supporting a considerable floating island.
On the floating island, the soil was scorched black, without a hint of green. Deep within it, the light was exceptionally bright, surpassing the midday sky.
Suddenly, a long neigh came from there.
The sound was loud and unrestrained, but it lacked that sense of danger that makes one's hair stand on end.
Aaron heard the clip-clop of horses running and saw two horses, as if forged from gold, charge out of the floating island. Behind them, they pulled an equally golden, magnificent chariot.
A burning sensation, as if from the soul, assailed his entire body. This was remarkably similar to the negative effects of the "Sun Chaser Scepter". Aaron was not stubborn at all, and very sensibly lowered his head, controlling the ghost ship to accelerate away from this sea area.
For the next period, this ocean was like the outside world, with only undulating water, vast, silent, and boundless.
Aaron occasionally saw strange bonfires floating on the sea, but he found no trace of the "Specter Empire".
Frowning, Aaron took out a dark golden token from his embrace, which was the key to opening the "Specter Empire".
After entering this Divine War ruin, relying on the bloodline sense after lifting the hidden state, Aaron had sailed for some time, but it was as if he had entered a maze.
He activated the token again, and the bloodline sense still remained in this sea area. Looking at the vast sea around him, Aaron's gaze lingered on the golden surface of the sea.
Just as Aaron was hesitating whether to risk exploring the seabed, he suddenly realized that his surroundings had darkened!
The sky, which had always been in a midday state, no longer had sunlight, completely enveloped by dense Darkness.
This change was so swift and sudden that the Darkness Mark on Aaron's wrist emitted soft fluctuations.
Drowsiness assailed him. Having realized that the most terrifying night of the Divine War ruins had arrived, Aaron did not resist and sensibly closed his eyes.
In a world as if veiled, he suddenly awoke, clearly aware that he was dreaming.
Aaron looked around and found himself on a mountaintop. In front was a bottomless cliff, and across the cliff was a mountain covered with countless palaces, countless tall Towers, and magnificent city walls.
Those buildings were grand and magnificent, layered and encircling. Individually, they were unusually huge, unlike places where humans would reside, and combined, they possessed an indescribable sense of epic, miracle, and myth.
The Sun hung in the far distance, casting the colors of dusk onto that city, the light seemingly solidified.
The Giant King's Court, or more accurately, a Giant King's Court from a certain memory...
This thought flashed through Aaron's mind, but his gaze did not linger. Instead, he looked at the monastic-style black buildings behind him.
The mountaintop seemed to form a boundary line; the twilight light cast by the Sun was blocked here, while the monastery was enveloped in peaceful black.
And behind the monastery seemed to be an even vaster black ocean. Aaron, following a sudden strong sensation, looked there somewhat incredulously; a magnificent silhouette seemed to loom faintly in the black ocean.
After several seconds of stunned silence, Aaron's expression became a little strange as he withdrew his gaze, and he also understood why, even with the token's guidance, he still hadn't found the "Specter Empire".
The last treasure of this Trunsoest Empire did not exist in reality, but in a dream world between reality and illusion.
The colossal ship rumored to appear on a foggy night in the Sonia Sea, to the current Aaron, seemed like a projection of the dream world cast into reality based on some medium.
Having understood all this, Aaron breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless, the ultimate goal of this trip had been found, but that monastery and the black ocean further behind were clearly fraught with danger.
Aaron was prepared to stay in this sea area for a long time. This would allow him to encounter more nights and enter this dream world more times, which would also give him many opportunities for exploration.
Having made up his mind, Aaron looked around, searching for a direction to explore. As expected, he found that whether to the left, right, or back, there were continuous black buildings of the monastery, with towering walls separating them from the cliff.
No matter where he wanted to explore, unless he jumped off the cliff directly, he couldn't bypass the monastery.
And rashly using travel teleportation in such a place was clearly courting death. Since there was no other choice, Aaron walked straight towards the monastery's pitch-black Door.
This Door was nearly ten meters high, and it didn't seem to be made for humans. Aaron observed it for a few seconds, took a breath, and extended both hands, pressing them against the sides of the Door frame.
A creaking sound immediately followed. The Door's weight was a bit beyond Aaron's expectation; only with the enhanced physical strength of a Disciplinary Knight could he budge this giant Door.
Screech!
A heavy friction sound rang out, and the Door slowly opened, revealing the scene inside.
Two dim tall Towers and rows of black buildings were connected by covered bridges, enclosing a wide gray stone plaza.
The plaza was riddled with pits and embedded with huge arrows, with several bonfires burning, as if it had once been attacked.
Behind the plaza was a vast hall supported by two rows of thick stone pillars.
There were no candles in the hall, yet it was not dark. Aaron looked at the source of the light, and his gaze suddenly froze.
The walls and even the dome of the hall were covered with colorful murals that favored gold. They connected to each other, leaving no gaps, giving the place a grand and sacred feeling.
On the murals was an ocean burning with flames, which split in the middle, creating a path. The light illuminating the hall emanated from here.
On the path, there was a long procession, whose members either bowed reverently or prostrated themselves on the ground, aiming for the depths of the sea.
Their leader was a tall, thin man with long silver hair, soft features, closed eyes, and layers of wings on his back.
This… Aaron's pupils suddenly constricted.
He recognized the leader in that mural!
That was the "Angel of Fate" who flashed by in many images when he last contacted Will Auceptin!
That was "Tail Devourer", Ouroboros!
Aaron's heart tightened, and he forcefully pulled back his thoughts. Then he felt somewhat worried, unsure if he, having come here, had already fallen into the "fate cycle" created by "Ouroboros".
At this moment, he instinctively wanted to activate the sub-consciousness left on the dark golden mist, to forcefully retrieve memories that might have been erased, but in the end, he suppressed this impulse, preparing to observe first.
Aaron had had many exchanges with Fate Councillor Ricciardo before, and had even observed Will Auceptin perform "Fate Restart", so he had a relatively good understanding of the interpretation of the fate domain.
He then calmed his emotions and looked at the massive mural.
From the perspective of interpreting symbolism, there were no looping rivers here, only black sludge with inverted fish, representing the absence of a fate cycle, only the entanglement of misfortune!
His heart slightly relaxed. Not to mention that this was a dream world, and the pervasive influence was limited, even if he were cursed by misfortune in reality, as a Blessed of the "Queen of Misfortune and Fear", Aaron was not worried.
He turned his gaze forward and found that this hall was very deep, stretching out of sight, and the light shining in from the mural was confined to this one area.
Other areas were quite dim, becoming darker the deeper one went, with only faint glimpses of wooden Doors on either side, leading to unknown places.
Aaron's gaze fixed on the depths of the mural hall, and his eyes suddenly froze. A tall figure appeared at the very front of those wooden Doors.
This figure was nearly two and a half meters tall, wearing heavy, deep black full plate armor. The cold sensation was almost tangible, his aura contained, silent as the deep sea, and in his eye sockets were two masses of deep red light.
The terrifying figure held a long, wide black straight sword already raised. A sudden warning surged in Aaron's heart. Just as he was about to dodge and seize the opportunity to counterattack, a sudden anomaly occurred.
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