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Sunya Sea, Pasu Island.

The summoned "Blue Avenger" finally arrived at the headquarters of the Church of the Storms and docked at one of the ports.

Alger took off the cloth strips wrapped around his head, jumped out of the ship from the side, and landed firmly on the ground of the dock surrounded by the wind.

The "Wind Blessed One" potion he took has already been digested. The reason why he did this is to make his behavior style closer to teaching others and make them feel kind.

The various things he has encountered over the years have told Alger that most of the time it is best to be consistent with the people around him, and not to appear too independent, especially when he is hiding a lot of secrets!

"Haha, Alger, restrain your impatience." A man who had already been waiting at the pier greeted him with a smile.

He had soft yellow hair and wore a robe embroidered with lightning patterns. He was Alger's partner in the past, but one of them chose to be the captain of the ghost ship and continued to float on the sea, and the other returned to the clergy system.

Alger smiled, raised his right hand, and punched his left chest with a fist: "The storm is with you."

"The storm is with you." The yellow-haired man in his prime responded with the same gesture and smiled.

He immediately lowered his voice and said, "I heard that you have adapted to the 'Wind Blessed One' potion?"

"Yes, it's very simple. Let yourself fly every day, keep afloat, and often use the wind to go back and forth to different places, and you will be able to adapt quickly. I have already sent a telegram to report this matter." Alger Let the corners of my brows and eyes be a little proud.

The yellow-haired man glanced left and right, maintained his voice and said, "No wonder I called you back.

"I heard that because of the ongoing war and the shortage of manpower in all aspects, the Council of Cardinals decided to organize a group of 'Father of the Wind' to be promoted to Sequence 5 as soon as possible. You should be in this rank, which is really enviable. I just became a 'Fellow of the Wind' ', no chance."

Organize a group of "wind favored people" to be promoted as soon as possible... Knowing in advance that there may be a world war, Alger Wilson was not surprised, and a word popped up in his mind:

cannon fodder!

In fact, based on his contributions to the Bansi Port incident, Alger, who was only a "navigator" at the time, could be promoted to "Singer of the Sea" without any obstacles. To become a "Father of the Wind", one must wait in line for an opportunity before being promoted to Sequence 5.

But now, he didn't need to do anything, and he was suddenly put on the reserve list, and he would soon enter the ranks of the quasi-high-level church, so he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Sure enough, once the all-out war starts, a gap will be opened in the order that originally hindered the advancement of people like us... However, the most important thing is to survive the war. Only by surviving can everything gained be meaningful...Al As his thoughts raced, Jie asked in surprise on the surface: "Sainz, really?"

"I'm not sure, anyway, that's what I heard, go, go get together, if you have a chance to become a senior deacon or a cardinal in the future, don't forget us!" The yellow-haired man named Sainz stretched his palm He patted Alger on the shoulder.

Alger stepped aside without a trace, and responded with a smile: "Okay."

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In the City of Silver, after the exploration team brought back the news that there was a sea on the other side of the "Royal Court of Giants", all the people briefly entered a state of excitement.

After two days of waiting, Derrick Berg finally got a notification from the "Six-member Council", asking him to receive the potion formula of the "Classical Alchemist".

This means that the upper echelons of the City of Silver have agreed to exchange those strange mushrooms.

"The promotion ceremony is to personally refine a 'Stone of Life'... What is a 'Stone of Life'? There is no explanation here..." Derrick glanced at the parchment in his hand, and started preparing for the ceremony indifferently.

In his mind, Mister Fool must know what the "Stone of Life" is, so he doesn't need to worry about Mr. World.

After preparing the altar, he took out two thin metal tubes, each containing the blood of himself and a "Knight of the Dawn" in the City of Silver.

��The "Dawn Knight" has reached a certain age, and his body can no longer withstand the erosion of various toxins in most of the food. Under the circumstances that everyone can foresee, he gradually came to the end of his life. Two days ago, his granddaughter Stabbed the last sword with his own hands.

And Derrick had obtained the consent of the chief beforehand, and found an opportunity to take some blood of the deceased. JrNovels.com