I Have a Sailing Game

"So, once you choose this path, you inevitably come into conflict with other spirits of Faith?"

At this point, Rogel naturally understood its meaning.

No wonder there is constant strife and conflict within the Sea of Confession.

For spirits of Faith, believers are the resources that support their power!

If other spirits of Faith claim them, you won’t have any.

Under such circumstances, it’s not surprising that Church wars occur everywhere.

"That’s generally correct."

"However, you can also choose to become a Favored or vassal of some spirit of Faith and follow His faith."

"However, in doing so, although you can gain protection, you will be subject to others."

"In short, once you choose the path of the spirit of Faith, it’s difficult to turn back, and you can only get involved in this conflict actively or passively."

Uvie Muzhe said.

"Then why are you letting me use it?" Rogel felt that this risk was much greater than gathering Fuel.

Upon hearing this, Uvie Muzhe sneered: "Do you think you can just find a secluded place to safely gather Fuel when you’re about to advance?"

This made Rogel frown.

Immediately, Uvie Muzhe uttered another deeply unsettling remark.

"Faith is limited, and naturally, Authority is also limited. Although angelic beings only touch Authority, still, if you touch it, others will have less space to do so..."

"Moreover, some crazy Pseudo-Angels are always coveting, waiting to steal your victory to repair their flaws..."

Hearing this, Rogel was taken aback.

Authority is limited!

Therefore, the Extraordinary Life that has already touched Authority will inevitably build high "walls" to prevent new entrants from weakening their strength!

However, as Rogel’s mind was racing, Uvie Muzhe suddenly chuckled.

"Since you already know these secrets, I have good news and bad news to tell you. Want to hear?"

"Come on, don’t keep me in suspense. Just say it."

"Hmm..." Uvie Muzhe feigned profundity, seemingly enjoying seeing Rogel in this state. When it first heard of it, it was even more overwhelmed than him.

"The good news is... the angelic beings of the Authority of Calamity haven’t really appeared much."

"At least before I entered Starry Dragon City, I hadn’t really seen them, nor heard of them."

Hearing this, Rogel did not immediately relax but kept his eyes on it, waiting for the "bad news."

"As for the bad news..."

"Look at this."

After a pause, Uvie Muzhe tapped into Power of Illusion and Reality, and soon, a screen appeared.

On it were some simple stick figure icons.

Including a Scepter, a hand touching the Scepter, a damaged hand, and several unknown purple-black light clusters.

At the farthest point was a little figure; above its head, the word "Rogel" flashed by.

Uvie Muzhe meant to use this little figure to represent Rogel.

"I just told you, the Extraordinary Lives that touch Authority are naturally in an adversarial relationship."

With that, the figure representing Rogel began confronting the hand next to the Scepter on the screen.

"But if the number of Extraordinary Lives that can touch Authority is scarce, the power emanating from Authority won’t diminish."

"They will evolve into countless forms, entangling with each other."

As it spoke, the hands near the Authority on the screen began to change. Some turned into tsunamis, others into monsters, and some into strange buildings or terrains.

And all these manifestations of power circled the figure representing Rogel.

Rogel’s gaze deepened: "So, in short, the troubles I encounter won’t lessen; they will just change from human-caused to other forms, right?"

He naturally understood Uvie Muzhe’s meaning.

"That’s right."

"These troubles, along with the erosion encountered by Extraordinary Lives when gathering Fuel, are as risky as the difficulty of becoming a spirit of Faith and spreading Faith."

Uvie Muzhe gave a definitive answer.

"..." Hearing this, Rogel did not feel significantly relieved: "Then what did you mean by the Authority of Calamity you mentioned earlier? How many kinds of Authority are there in this world? Are they all controlled by ’gods’?"

Hearing his question, Uvie Muzhe remained calm.

"The Authority of Calamity is just a term I came up with to describe the power you might encounter in the future."

"As for the others... I don’t know either."

Rogel: "..."

"You’re certainly overestimating me; I’m just a small angelic being. To know those secrets that maintain the essence of the world, you’d need to go to the Sea of Holy Scales and find those babbling old geezers."

"Didn’t you ask the Tree of Life?"

Had Uvie Muzhe not been in the Illusory Black Stone form at the moment, it would have already shrugged in helplessness.

"The Sea of Holy Scales..."

After muttering to himself, Rogel looked at it, his gaze becoming grave.

"Do you still know the way back?"

"Or, is there another way to return? Like a route through the Dark Bottom Fish Cave leading to the Sea of Holy Scales?"

"Uvie Muzhe, I must tell you something; earlier, when I asked the Tree of Life about the location of the Sea of Holy Scales, but It couldn’t answer..."

Originally, Uvie Muzhe was puzzled by why Rogel suddenly became serious.