Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 536 Set sail
Of course, regardless of who is manipulating the Abyss or what their true purpose is, it has little to do with Milo. (They could even be considered half-colleagues.)
I reckon Wendigo should be vomiting up the Abyssal Rift in the Golden Law Temple by now.

Let's get rid of this mess first.

Given the tradition of the Golden Law Temple abandoning its followers, there must be followers rejected by the law in the Dream Realm as well, and there might even be some in the Broken Floating City itself. They'll be busy with their own affairs from now on, so they won't have to keep going back to the Realm of Clarity.

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As Milo crushed the souls of the Crystallings with his Fearful Dream, the battle at the port was nearing its end.

The members of the Golden Law had already lost their fighting spirit the moment they discovered Marston's annihilation, not to mention that they had to face an attack from the cats, the native guards of Selphis, and the priesthood at the same time, not to mention the traitor Dirashaw.

As daylight fell, the Golden Cult members inside the ship decisively abandoned their last stand. One by one, they threw their bows, crossbows, staffs, and other weapons into the sea, covered in dust and tumbling off the ship with their heads in their hands. The leader of the crew was still shouting over and over again that "this must be a huge misunderstanding."

However, after all the followers of the Golden Law and the crew had disembarked, King Kurans was still nowhere to be seen.

At this moment, the fat guards, eager to save the king, and the priests of the Emerald Temple tried to rush onto the deck.

But in that instant, the enormous, building-like golden sailboat inexplicably began to move!

Its oars, protruding from the hull on both sides, stirred the seawater in unison, propelling the massive ship away from the port.

At the same time, the sails on the mast were also rapidly lowered, preparing to take advantage of the sea breeze to leave the port completely.

On the shore, the Selphs City forces, who had just captured all the Golden Law cultists, were stunned. They had no idea that during the chaotic battle at dusk, hundreds of cats had taken advantage of the darkness to sneak into the ship's cabin, cut the mooring lines, and were already preparing to set sail. At that moment, it was Arthur and his group of kittens pushing the oars in the lower deck of the cabin.

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"Leave them here!!"

"The king is still up there!!!"

"Stop this ship!!"

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Immediately afterwards, the chief priestess from the Emerald Temple began to exert her power.

She sprinkled a clump of powdery substance into the seawater, then rapidly chanted a series of ancient incantations.

Soon, undercurrents quickly rose beneath the previously calm seawater, forming swirling eddies in opposite directions on both sides of the ship, attempting to forcibly "cling" to it.

At the same time, the wind direction also changed, which was not conducive to ships leaving the port.

In an instant, the boat was forcibly stopped about seven or eight meters from the shore. No matter how the cats paddled, the boat could only stay in place.

Arthur in the hold and Morgan on deck both looked anxious, while only the old chief Pinkerton, sitting calmly on the lookout, kept his eyes half-closed and his expression unchanged…

At this point, the guards on the shore had already taken action.

Those giant, headless fat men, several meters tall, carrying large curved swords, took a few heavy steps on the harbor shore to run and then jumped over the shore!
From the cats' perspective on the deck, those things looked like small mountains flying over, covering the entire field of vision with shadows, creating an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Morgan has already shown his claws.

But the next second, the first fat guy who was about to crash onto the deck was knocked away by a fist enveloped in golden holy light and slammed into a whirlpool of seawater on the side.

That was the fist of the traitorous lawbreaker, De La Shaw.

As a recipient of the blessing recognized by the Golden Tree, although he did not master any form of magic, his pure power alone was enough to crush the power of these creatures at the bottom of the order.

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However, the outcome was quite different when facing a priest who also possessed divine blessings and wielded magic. After repeatedly knocking away all the headless fat men flying towards him, Dirashau suddenly felt the space around him solidify. All his movements became sluggish, and his legs felt as if they were sinking deeper into mud.

No matter how hard he tried to activate the golden blessing power within him, it was to no avail.

He rolled his eyes and discovered that fine powder, like quicksand, was floating in the air around him; it was those things that had imprisoned the entire space.

Not only Dillasho, but even the cats and the ships were unable to move.

The cats on the deck were all in a frenzy, but Dillashau couldn't move an inch.

At this moment, Fatty, who was not far away in the sea, had resurfaced and was climbing onto the boat...

Meanwhile, the priestess of the Emerald Temple on the harbor shore continued to use magic, making the space increasingly viscous and solidified.

Feeling even breathing becoming difficult, Dillah Shaw cursed under his breath, "Damn it..."

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However, this feeling of suffocation only lasted for a few seconds.

Dillah Shaw's heart finally settled down when a familiar, dark shadow appeared in his field of vision.

Although Milo's skill in magic was only so-so, he was well-read and had so many elective books in his head that he could pick any one of them to deal with these priests.

Moreover, his true form is a Shadow-level life form.

Whether it's freezing air or altering water flow, both are essentially minor adjustments to the existing state of matter within the framework of rules, and these minor adjustments are certainly no match for violent forced demolition.

Bang! ! !
Milo merely touched it, and the rules of quicksand in the air shattered and dissipated completely.

Within a few breaths, the frozen air and seawater returned to their original state, and even the undercurrents at the bottom dispersed.

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The priests on the port shore collectively felt that their minds had been severely damaged, and they were no longer able to cast any spells.

On the other side, a series of warships that had surrounded the area from the outer sea were pushed away by a sudden surge of waves.

Under the fearful yet resentful gazes of the priests and guards of Serefis, Milo calmly sat down to the side of the old chieftain Pinkton, the man and the cat facing the port of Serefis with their backs to the ship's helm.

Milo said to Pinkerton:

"I've already taken care of the crystal issue."

It means you can leave without any worries.

Pinkerton's chubby face, which had been blank the entire time, finally showed a faint smile.

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on the deck.

Morgan the cat hopped over and draped the cloak over Milo, then joined the other cats in standing guard behind the old chief.

They guarded this place, following the figures who crawled out of the flames of war step by step back then.

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(End of this chapter)