Black Sail

"Demon God, do you mean Agares Dagon?"

Mika was skeptical. He was an Aran native and had no memories of Old Aran. He grew up under the Emperor’s rule. A dozen years ago, when Aran was not yet the continent’s boss, don’t expect the military and police to handle law and order cases. Those were resolved by the priests and nuns of the sect, and his impression of them was still quite good.

Now you tell me those nuns are Undead Clan?

"Damn... as expected of a Black Sail Officer, so knowledgeable. The legends and deeds of the Demon Gods have historical gaps. There are records only from the Ancient Era. What is known now is limited to a few remaining members of the Secret Sect Cult, or by some great coincidence, you have come to know about them.

But that is not Dagon. I have learned many interesting things from that Priest. Dagon is the Demon God of destruction, transformation, revolution, energy, and ambition, embodying ultimate violence and terror.

There are many Demon Gods, and they are closely connected to the Western Continent. But due to the turmoil before Emperor Xiluo’s conquest, the documents related to Demon Gods from the Ancient Era were lost."

The leader was difficult to express his excitement while uncovering layers of historical truth.

Freedom is higher than life and love, but there is something even beyond freedom, that is the pursuit of knowledge. For the sake of knowledge, people willingly bind themselves to cages.

Mika’s head was buzzing. Although this person spoke like that, the leader himself might not fully believe it, treating it as a historical anecdote.

But Mika knew for sure that Dagon truly existed, and the former Black Sail officer, Haywood, was Dagon’s Sentinel. He might be performing some ritual to welcome the Dragon King back now!

Damn it!