I Have a Sailing Game

Magrela.

The conflict between Kizi Church and Natural Church has ended.

But Magrela did not settle down.

Days later, inside the Kizi Church of Magrela.

The bishop of Kizi Church knelt on the ground weakly, staring at the figure in front of him, his eyes filled with horror.

This newly risen Black Tide Secret Society... How could it possess believers with a strong Deputy Tier within such a short time?!

"Heh, what difference does it make if you kill me? There are countless Kizi Church churches; at most, you’ll be rampant for a few days."

"Once Kizi God’s reinforcements arrive, you will all have no place to be buried!"

Bishop Kizi uttered his final screams and threats.

But Sharo didn’t care about any of that.

She stepped forward slowly, her body remaining motionless, but the illusory black tentacles rose from the Black Tide, gripping Bishop Kizi and lifting him up.

"Believe me, your death is only the beginning of Kizi Church’s collapse..."

Sharo spoke coldly.

Upon hearing this, Bishop Kizi’s pupils contracted.

After she finished speaking, the black tentacle on his neck began to gradually exert force, with the suffocating sensation spreading.

Finally, his arms hung down powerlessly.

The Kizi Church of Magrela thus collapsed.

...

[Your clone, Heisatan, successfully resisted the erosion.]

[But during this erosion, you seem to have sensed a special presence from your soul.]

[Your intuition tells you that if you pursue it, you will definitely gain powerful strength.]

[Will you pursue it?]

[Yes/No]

Looking at the information in front of him.

Rogel furrowed his brow, feeling a bit puzzled.

A special power accompanying erosion?

It probably won’t be anything good.

Rogel secretly remained vigilant, but he was also somewhat curious inside.

After pondering for a moment, he saved a file.

[You begin to follow your heart’s guidance, seeking resonance with that presence.]

[It seems to have sensed your search.]

[Your clone, Heisatan, has resonated with it.]

[Your clone, Heisatan, has been unable to resist the unknown erosion!]

[Your clone, Heisatan, has ascended to Angel tier!]

[Your clone, Heisatan, gained Authority Power — Unstoppable spread of fear.]

[Your clone, Heisatan, acquired a permanent negative state.]

[Unknown Erosion: Enhances your tier and authority power, but will corrode your spirit and mind, leading to some uncontrollable actions.]

In an instant, the sea under Gelin turned pitch black.

This erosion effect, how quickly it arrived!

Rogel furrowed his brow tightly.

He quickly reloaded the file, returning to before he engaged with the erosion.

Then, he chose no without hesitation.

[Will you temporarily seal the secret memories you know?]

"I see..." Rogel’s eyes flashed with a hint of understanding.

He finally understood why the church gods he encountered on his journey always did some unknown dirty deeds.

There’s a reason for this!

The source lies in this terrifying unknown erosion!

It was precisely what Tree of Life Nop spoke of to Rogel before: "The terrifying, unknown source, the beginning of all secrets..."

It would guide every Faith Spirit unconsciously.

Many Faith Spirits, before contacting it, could clearly sense that this was indeed something dangerous.

But driven by the desire to become stronger, almost no Faith Spirit could resist this temptation.

Because what they have always pursued is strength!

As long as they could gain strength, what does this erosion matter?

At this moment, Rogel finally understood the words of the Tree of Life.

"Desire... is a magnifying glass."

Yes, this secret did not actively erode anyone.

It simply existed there, sparking countless disputes.

They all know that contacting it leads to erosion.

Though it is the cause, it is not the true root.

The root is... desire.

From this moment, he grasped the essence of this world’s operation.

In this mysterious world, because of the fog’s shroud, the resources of various races and civilizations are limited.

Extraordinary lives unwilling to resist authority erosion tread the path of Faith Spirits.

This rendered the dispute over faith among gods fervently intense.

Under fierce competition, this unknown origin happened to become the best choice for some Faith Spirits.

They gained stronger powers from it, using them to compete for more faith.

And other Faith Spirits naturally refused to be outdone.

Because this power is so easily obtained, its erosion seems trivial in comparison.

Yes, trivial.

After all, whether resisting erosion during ascension or killing for faith, both are dangerous choices.

In this light, "erosion," which has a small side effect yet significantly enhances power, counts for nothing?

No Faith Spirit would be willing to be inferior in the war of beliefs.

This is the source of endless disputes in the world...

[A secret memory of yours has been temporarily sealed.]

Rogel exhaled, slowly opening his eyes.

Although the memory was sealed, he still vaguely understood the reason, albeit not so clearly.

After realizing the truth.

Rogel sighed.

This truly is an extremely magical world...

...

After some time.

After typing the words, Rogel once again picked up his mobile, shrouded in the Mysterious Sea.

Recently, during this period, they have been sailing without any notable events.

Boredom is the norm of sailing.

Even though there are occasional storms and large waves, even hurricanes.