Chapter 563: Declaring War on the Storm Church

Chapter 563: Declaring War on the Storm Church

The noisy discussions continued for a long time until a loud bang was heard outside the church. Lightning flashed, causing the attendees to pause their debates and sit respectfully. The cardinals who could only participate remotely and couldn't make it to the Storm Abyss also fell silent.

pope Gaard II slightly lifted his eyelids, revealing his piercing eyes that seemed to be formed from lightning. He scanned the room and slowly spoke, "Where did we leave off?"

"We were discussing how to eradicate this group of suicidal pirates."

"So, do any of you have good suggestions?" His tone remained calm and measured.

"Mobilize the Storm followers and the army from all regions to directly confront and eliminate the pirates!"

pope Gaard II glanced at the cardinal who had spoken up, narrowing his eyes. "A very good suggestion. Then you shall be responsible for deploying the troops."

"This... I, I'm afraid I don't have the capability to handle this. Any of the others here are more qualified than I am," the cardinal turned pale with fear, nearly collapsing to the floor.

"Do you not wish to sacrifice for the Storm?"

The tone was neither light nor heavy, but it created immense pressure, making the relatively young cardinal feel as if he were in the eye of a storm.

"I am willing. Honored by the Pope's trust, I will..."

Before he could finish his forced words, pope Gaard II's sharp gaze pierced him like a blade. "What will you do? What can you do?"

"Do you know how many of the local garrisons are followers of the Storm?"

"Do you know how many troops they command?"

"Do you know how many mid-level officers who are Storm followers have been assassinated recently?"

"Do you know how many troops the Ruen Kingdom can still provide?"

"Do you know? Do any of you know anything? A bunch of useless fools!"

pope Gaard II's angry rebuke scolded all the cardinals present at the meeting.

The young cardinal, who bore the brunt of the scolding, was now completely limp, with sweat the size of soybeans dripping from his pale cheeks. If not for his hands supporting him on the conference table, he would have collapsed into a puddle on the floor.

"No one is speaking now? Weren't you all just debating intensely?"

pope Gaard II coldly glanced at them and snorted, "Who among you will solve the problem of where the troops will come from?"

"Who will bring back the head of that pirate king and present it before the Lord to receive the Storm's divine punishment?"

"Who will deal with Bernadette of the Star Sea Kingdom?"

The entire meeting fell silent, not daring to make a sound like before.

pope Gaard II closed his thunderous eyes and stopped speaking, making the meeting even quieter.

The Storm Church and the Ruen Kingdom had a symbiotic relationship. Although the Storm Church had its own naval forces, their numbers were not large.

Usually, the Storm Church acted in conjunction with the Ruen Kingdom's army.

Currently, the main army on the Fusak Empire battlefield had not yet returned, and supporting the Fenepot Kingdom required some troops. Coastal areas also needed defense against attacks from the Southern Continent.

The troops that the Storm Church could actually use were already limited.

Moreover, the continuous assassination of Storm follower officers had further weakened the Storm Church's influence in the military.

The pirate king was a being comparable to an angel king, only a divine descent could possibly deal with him.

According to reliable information, Bernadette from the Star Sea Kingdom had already ascended to Sequence 2 and was a sage, as well as a follower of the stars.

In such a severe situation, these well-fed cardinals still regarded the pirates as insignificant and talked about exterminating them.

When it came to action, they were all incompetent, utterly foolish!

Suppressing his anger and irritation, pope Gaard II spoke again, "No matter what measures you take, do not let them cross Pasu Island and disturb the sanctity of the divine."

...

About fifty nautical miles from Pasu Island, a fleet of pirate ships of various sizes and shapes appeared, arranged haphazardly.

The chaotic scene was occasionally punctuated by curses when two ships accidentally collided. Some pirates would draw pistols, brandishing short swords and rapiers to show off their strength.

Nearby pirates acted as spectators, whistling in various styles to cheer them on.

In the center of this pirate fleet was a particularly majestic flagship, the Death's Call, belonging to the Undying King, Agalito.

On the deck of the Death's Call, the young pirate king,the High-Dimensional Overseer , was inspecting his fleet. Although somewhat unsatisfactory, it was numerous and imposing.

He didn't expect these pirates to make significant contributions; they just needed to charge and plunder when the Storm Church couldn't hold out.

Beside him, the once Undying King Agalito was trembling with fear.

As the seas were about to descend into chaos, he had chosen a very hidden place to hide, but was still found by this terrifying young man, who not only confiscated his Death's Call but also forcibly recruited him as a subordinate.

"What do you think the Storm Church is doing now?"the High-Dimensional Overseer casually asked, causing Agalito to tremble and quickly respond, "They must be deploying heavy troops near Pasu Island, trying to stop us from reaching the Storm Abyss."

"So how do you think we should capture the Storm Abyss?"

Capture the Storm Abyss?

That was a death sentence!

Agalito's mouth twitched slightly. How could he know how to capture the Storm Abyss?

He didn't even dare to dream about it.

He usually didn't dare to approach Pasu Island, let alone get close to the Storm Abyss.

As for capturing the Storm Abyss... he didn't have the courage or strength to resist the divine.

Agalito stammered, unable to speak, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

The High-Dimensional Overseer retracted his gaze from inspecting the fleet and looked at Agalito with a half-smile. "If you're so useless, I don't know how much patience I'll need to spare your life."

"With your great power, you alone can overthrow the entire Storm Church and fill the Storm Abyss. Why would you need my insignificant advice?"

"Well said. Your excuse is not bad."

The High-Dimensional Overseer was about to continue reprimanding the Undying King to prevent him from always trying to hide when a fleet from the Star Sea Kingdom slowly approached.

Compared to the ragtag fleet underthe High-Dimensional Overseer , the Star Sea Kingdom's fleet was particularly orderly, with flags depicting stars and the sea, the symbol of the Star Sea Kingdom.

In addition to the Star Sea Kingdom's fleet, there were also ships donated by allies from the Southern Continent.

Both sides successfully met at Pasu Island, marking a historic moment.

Because today, the pirates would show their weapons to the Storm Church, which had ruled the seas for hundreds of years or even longer!

"No more oppression by the Storm Church!"

"Fight for freedom!"

"Burn all the Storm churches!"

The pirates' shouts saved the need for a pre-battle morale boost.

"Seize all the Storm Church's nuns!"

It was unclear which pirate started it, but soon the unified shouts became bizarre.

"Crush the Storm Church's bishops underfoot!"

"Throw the Storm Church's Pope's Storm Crown into a filthy latrine!"

"Fill the Storm Abyss with our urine!"

Listening to the increasingly outrageous shouts,the High-Dimensional Overseer laughed heartily and shouted, "Drown the Storm Lord's bastard in a toilet!"

"..."

The originally high-spirited shouts momentarily paused. No one dared to directly blaspheme the deity, even if they were about to burn the deity's churches on earth.

Soon, new shouts covered upthe High-Dimensional Overseer 's previous silence.

Agalito stood aside, his expression extremely unnatural. He didn't dare to laugh; otherwise, his head would definitely reach Pasu Island before his body.

"The Storm Lord, what a great pressure."the High-Dimensional Overseer chuckled, patted Agalito on the shoulder, and smiled, "Come on, you shout it too."

"..." Agalito forced a smile worse than crying and reluctantly shouted, "Drown the Storm Lord's bastard in a toilet!"

"Very good."

The High-Dimensional Overseer nodded with satisfaction, then restrained his smile, looked ahead, and calmly said, "Let the battle begin."