Old days in the box

Chapter 124 On the night of demigods, kings and gods meet

It was still that stormy night.

Freya ran out of the Raging Waves Cathedral and walked to the roadside in the heavy rain, searching for the church's steam carriage.

Before leaving, the bishop said that the eight-headed snake demon was a deep-sea monster that had stolen a trace of the power of the ocean. It appeared in the world to ask for sacrifices, and it was not an ordinary person, but a witch.

The chief witch of the kingdom has agreed to go with him to negotiate, without the need for other church personnel to follow.

According to this, they should take a steam carriage to the agreed upon location to negotiate with the monster called the Eight-Headed Snake Demon.

At this time, Zhou Xiao's perspective was also moving with Freya.

On his window, the golden capacity ball representing the container of authority changed again. It was improved from 3% to 6% due to the extraordinary divinity that Freya had just captured.

Although Zhou Xiao felt happy, he was not satisfied with this.

His prey tonight is not just a "watcher of the sea"?
The eight-headed snake demon that had stolen a trace of the power of the ocean was his main dish tonight.

At this time, the entire city of Marseille has long been shrouded in endless heavy rain, and there is no one on the streets, like a ghost town.

On this rainy night cursed with pirate invasion, no one would be stupid enough to step out of their house.

Freya walked out of the Cathedral of Raging Waves and walked around the church to the roadside very close to the coast.

Soon she noticed a steam carriage parked behind the church and several church members surrounding it.

"Found it." Freya remained calm, squatting in the grass and observing secretly through the heavy rain.

At the other end of the road, on the corner near the church.

She saw the bishop and several church leaders standing in the rainy night holding black umbrellas.

There was a tall steam carriage parked in front of them. It was bigger than the one Freya saw at the entrance of the alley. It was obviously a specially made version. The carriage was divided into a main carriage and a passenger carriage, one in front of the other. , are mutually exclusive.

The bishop and several church leaders first sent a lady in red robes to the passenger compartment, and then they boarded the main compartment and closed the door.

That should be the chief witch who volunteered to go, right?

Freya looked at the lady in red robe who boarded the passenger compartment and thought to herself.

At this time, she saw the belated carriage driver wearing a big straw hat. He rushed to the carriage in the heavy rain. After being scolded for a few times, he climbed into the front room and began to drive the carriage forward.

"Freya, can you keep up with the speed of the carriage?" Zhou Xiao could see clearly from God's perspective and immediately asked through the window.

"Don't worry, my lord, as long as it's not moving at full speed, it'll be fine."

Freya jumped into the grass, started on this side of the road at the same time as the carriage, and moved forward simultaneously across the road.

Just as she guessed, in this heavy rain weather, no matter how big or stable the steam carriage was, it would not dare to move forward at full speed.

As the divinely chosen champion and the representative of ocean authority, it is not difficult for Freya to keep up with its speed.

The fierce battle at the Marseille port has not yet ended, and muffled sounds can be heard from a distance from time to time. However, they are heading in the opposite direction at this time, and they can no longer see clearly what is going on over there.

Taking advantage of the gap between them on the road, Zhou Xiao also moved the camera to the steadily advancing steam carriage and clicked on the lady in red robe sitting in the passenger compartment.

"Joselle, 27 years old, chief witch of the Frankish Kingdom."

"The Witch of Destiny who believes in the Odin Cult is one of the few remaining Odin Cult believers in the Frankish Kingdom. She has lived in seclusion in a remote corner of Frank since she was a child. When she just became an adult, she met the 15-year-old Tyin Odinson. , took the latter in and provided her with a place to live, and three years later she went to Paris with Tyin Odinson and became the chief witch in his kingdom."

"Click to see more information."

"It turns out that this chief witch is not from the Church of the God of Raging Waves...and she has a pretty good background. She is actually Tayin's childhood sweetheart?"

Zhou Xiao then remembered what he had heard from investors at the dinner table. Although the Church of the God of Raging Waves enjoyed many privileges in the Frankish Kingdom, they were not yet Frank's official faith.

The official religion of the Frankish Kingdom is still the religion of Odin.

Although the Odin Cult did nothing when the disaster struck, and even though the Church of the God of Raging Waves found the current king, the Odin Cult has not been expelled and still retains a few clergy members. It is the nominal orthodox faith of Frank. .

And this witch Joseph is actually one of them.

This is really strange. Why would the witches of the Odin Cult obey the arrangements of the Church of the God of Raging Waves?And are these church people really so bold as to sacrifice the king's childhood sweetheart?
This negotiation with the eight-headed snake demon has a narrow escape. If it fails, the witch brought will inevitably become a victim of human sacrifice. They should be very clear about this.

So Zhou Xiao zoomed in, moved the camera closer to the steam carriage, and listened to the conversations on the carriage.

As the perspective gets closer, the heavy rain and thunder shrink into background sounds, while the voices on the carriage gradually become clearer.

"The eight-headed snake demon has not appeared in the warning of the God of Raging Waves for nearly ten years."

"But we still have a good idea of ​​its habits and preferences, don't we?"

"The Book of the Sea records it very clearly...a girl with extraordinary talents."

In the main carriage, the bishop and several church leaders were whispering, all discussing the negotiation in a low voice.

In this huge carriage with special characteristics, there was an iron wall between the main carriage and the passenger carriage, so they were not connected to each other, but even so, they still lowered their voices subconsciously, as if they had a ghost in their hearts.

"If the negotiation can go smoothly this time without sacrificing anyone, then of course it would be the best." The bishop stared at the heavy rain outside the carriage and said slowly.

The main carriage faced the open front room so that they could see the coast at all times for the driver to stop.

"I hope the negotiation breaks down and the witch is sacrificed as soon as possible... You all remember, she is the last witch of the Odin Cult. As long as she dies, the Odin Cult will be completely over in this country." The senior management replied calmly.

"In this way, our church can legitimately become Frank's official faith, right?" Another senior executive made a sound of agreement.

"Wait a minute, it's said that she is the king's bedmate and they have known each other for many years. Doesn't that matter?" A questioning voice said.

"How can a demigod's body lack a woman? It's just a bed partner... Our king is still young, and sometimes he is a little willful, but don't forget, he needs us. Without us, he is still just a man on the banks of the Rhine. A poor boy." A contemptuous voice.

"Yes, doesn't the king know how great the prestige of the church is in Frank? We have the same privileges as the official faith. Without our assistance, he can't move forward." An arrogant voice.

"In short, Witch Joseph came here voluntarily this time. This is enough for us. When the king returns from the border expedition, we will think about how to report this to him."

The bishop took over and ended the topic on his own initiative. His eyes drifted along the coast, passing over the coachman's broad back and looking into the distance. "After working on it for a long time, it turns out that your church is hiding your selfish motives. No wonder you said that you don't need help from others. Do you not want too many people to know?" After listening to the conversation of these senior senior men, Zhou Xiao immediately called him a good guy.

It turns out that the Church of the God of Raging Waves not only went to negotiate with the eight-headed snake demon this time, but also took the opportunity to help eradicate its competitors.

As long as this witch of the Odin Cult is sacrificed to the eight-headed snake demon, not only can the problem of the deep sea monsters be solved, but also the last bit of power of the Odin Cult can be eradicated, and they can be replaced as the official belief.

And the best thing about this trick is that the witch sacrifices to the eight-headed snake demon for a completely legitimate reason.

Regardless of whether they later explained that the deep-sea monster forcibly swallowed the witch, or the witch voluntarily sacrificed herself to the deep-sea monster for the sake of the kingdom, it can be explained. Even if the king wanted to hold him accountable, he would not be able to do so.

"But your king has come back a long time ago. I'm afraid it will be hard for you guys later."

But Zhou Xiao suddenly remembered that he had just met Tai Yin. His Majesty the King was happily stealing diamonds in the church just now.

Once he finds out about this, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to fool him, right?
Zhou Xiao turned his attention to the witch Joseph again. From the beginning to the end, the witch in red just sat quietly in the passenger compartment without saying a word, not knowing what she was thinking.

Since she knew that the Odin Cult and the Church of the God of Raging Waves were incompatible, why did the witch voluntarily agree to come to negotiate?

Zhou Xiao zoomed out again and returned to the bird's-eye view.

At this time, the heavy rain continued to wash away the coastal road, making the outside vision blurry.

The hooves of the fierce horses and the wheels of the carriage splashed countless water, gradually setting off a curtain of water on both sides of the carriage, blocking their view.

Schools of fish and sea snakes drifted past their windows, trailing a trail of bubbles behind them.

...Schools of fish and sea snakes?

The bishop suddenly realized something was wrong and immediately put his head out to look outside.

There were two abyss-like waterfalls rising up on both sides of the steam carriage. They walked through the middle, as if they were walking on a river bed separated by sea water!

Unknowingly, the carriage drove into the hallucination of the deep sea monster!
The carriage moved quickly along the road, passing kerosene lampposts marking street numbers.

Marseille first street, first street, first street, first street, first street...

They kept passing the lamppost on First Street, always circling in the same place!
"The eight-headed snake demon has arrived, drive carefully!" the bishop shouted to the coachman.

The coachman nodded in the heavy rain, and the bishop immediately sat back in the main carriage, crossing his hands with other church leaders at the same time, calling for the protection of the God of Raging Waves to come.

"Damn it, what tricks does this deep sea monster want to play?" The church's senior leaders were shocked and angry, but they had to follow the bishop's movements and summon magic power at the same time.

Bursts of blue light suddenly appeared in the carriage, surrounding the entire steam carriage.

At this time, Freya, who had been following them from outside, raised her head and shouted to the sky: "My lord, they... they were sucked in by the water curtain!"

It turns out that from an outside perspective, they were not caught in some hallucination and wandering around in the same place.

Instead, he was literally swallowed up by a curtain of water rolling up from the coast!
Especially from Zhou Xiao's God's perspective, it can be seen most clearly. After they approached the coast, a strange wave rolled up from the sea directly out of thin air, rolling onto the land road like a sea snake, directly swallowing the carriage. around.

At this time, Freya looked across a road towards the carriage. She could see nothing but a vague shadow of the carriage, which naturally made her anxious.

"Don't worry, the carriage is still safe, just keep following."

Zhou Xiao can zoom in to see the inside of the water curtain, so he is not in a hurry and reminds Freya.

At the same time, he zoomed in and looked into the water curtain to check the situation of the steam carriage.

At this time, the speed of the carriage was getting faster and faster, traveling violently in the heavy rain of fish and sea snakes.

A group of sea snakes blocked the front of the carriage. The driver pulled the reins hard, and the powerful horse roared and ducked sideways, causing the wheels to spin rapidly——

In just a moment, the floating wheels sliced ​​open the bodies of these sea snakes, turning them into blood and instantly being thrown behind the car.

"Why are you driving? Be careful in front of you!" The moment the car turned sideways, the church leaders all fell to one side, and their top hats were almost squeezed off. They all made angry accusations and pointed to the front of the road in surprise.

At the end of the road, an eight-headed giant snake composed entirely of water curtains was standing there, like a miracle between heaven and earth!

The deep-sea existence that has stolen a trace of the power of the ocean - the eight-headed snake demon!
Its body is a full three to forty meters tall, roughly the same size as the Deep Sea Titan, but the divinity shrouded in it is incomparable to the Deep Sea Titan, as if it were an excavated deep sea relic.

"Is this the deep-sea monster? It's really unique for stealing the power of the ocean." Zhou Xiao was not interested in its shape, but was particularly interested in the power of it.

At this time, the steam carriage had no intention of slowing down. Instead, under the driver's continuous urging, it accelerated its pace and rushed towards the giant water curtain snake.

"Stop the car! What are you doing!" the bishop roared, trying to pounce on the groom in front of the car.

But it was too late. The speed of the steam carriage came not only from horsepower, but also from the auxiliary acceleration of steam power. In the blink of an eye, it had suddenly hit it.

The fierce horses roared furiously, and the entire steam carriage hit the huge body of water head-on.

Unsurprisingly, the eight-headed snake demon instantly burst out with terrifying magic power, knocking them away.

The front frame of the steam carriage completely disintegrated, and the horses escaped, leaving only the huge main passenger compartment that was thrown back like a large iron box and landed heavily on the ground.

The eight-headed snake demon emerged from the water curtain, and a giant deep-sea beast with eight snake-shaped heads suddenly appeared in front of them!
"You... are qualified to talk to me and tell me your request."

Eight thick python heads swayed in the air, mouthing human words to them.

"Eight-headed snake demon! We have brought the witch, there is no need for you to invade this city!"

The bishop and the church's senior officials crawled out of the main carriage and shouted at the deep-sea monster in embarrassment.

However, the water curtains on both sides of the road gradually faded, and the heavy rain washed towards their street again.

The eight-headed snake demon did not answer them, but stared silently at the street below.

The bishop was suddenly stunned, because he saw the burly "coachman" jumping off the front frame of the carriage, taking off the huge straw hat on his head, and striding towards the eight-headed snake-headed monster.

He suddenly realized that the person "qualified to talk to me" in the mouth of the eight-headed snake demon was not talking about them.

Because this coachman who took off his straw hat was not a coachman at all.

But their respected King, Demigod, and the most powerful transcendent in the western half of Europe, Tyin Odinson!
(End of this chapter)