RNP Chapter 155 The Disaster Priest
Chapter 155 The Disaster Priest
Chapter 155 The Disaster Priest
"I just heard this news. Do you have any thoughts?"
Roy King's words struck Lorne's heart like a heavy hammer.
To be honest, the moment he heard the news, he realized that it must be Tracy, the "sick girl," looking for him!
Immediately afterward, a strong sense of vigilance welled up inside him. He subconsciously glanced at Roy King, unsure why the other man had given him this information, or what his purpose was.
After all, that's ten thousand pounds! A huge sum of money that would tempt anyone. Could this seemingly refined fellow also be tempted, trying to use this information to test me?
After a brief moment of confusion, Lorne quickly suppressed the turmoil in his heart and put on a nonchalant, even slightly curious, expression.
"Oh—is that so?"
"But it has nothing to do with me."
He shrugged and said in a relaxed tone, "The surname Brando is rare, but it's normal to have the same name. Besides, the 'Brando' with the bounty on his head might just be an alias."
"Really?" Roy King asked curiously.
Lorne pointed to himself, chuckled, and then said in a self-deprecating tone, "Of course, how could a new adventurer like me, who hasn't been here long, possibly be worth ten thousand pounds?"
Roy King looked at his composed demeanor and nodded slightly, outwardly acknowledging the statement.
"Hmm...maybe."
He then politely escorted Lorne to the door. Watching Lorne's hurried departure, Roy King breathed a sigh of relief.
With such a big problem troubling him, he probably won't have time to come looking for me anymore.
After leaving Roy King's house and turning into a deserted alley, Lorne pulled up his collar and subconsciously covered his face.
He took a coin out of his pocket and tossed it into the air.
The coins tumbled in the air and finally landed on the back of his hand with a "snap"—heads up.
It's true! This means the news about Roy King is true.
"Damn it! Did Tracy really have to go that far?!" Lorne leaned against the cold wall, mentally ranting, "Want to put a ten-thousand-pound bounty on me just to silence me? What have I done to deserve that much money?!"
I'm only a Sequence 7!
Danitz, a notorious pirate who's been at sea for years, only has a bounty of a little over three thousand pounds! I'm worth three Danitzs by myself?!
Lorne knew very well how tempting a piece of meat would be for someone with insufficient strength but a huge bounty on their head in this chaotic period. A bounty of ten thousand was enough to drive all the pirates and bounty hunters around Bayam crazy.
No, even government officials might be tempted. They have more intelligence sources and are more dangerous than ordinary adventurers and pirates.
Moreover, colonial officials were not so morally upright.
Lorne was even tempted to use the one-time "Disguise" talisman immediately.
"No, we need to stay calm. It's not that serious yet."
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
"This news must have just come out recently, and not many people know about it yet. I still have time."
After a brief deliberation, he went to several hidden black markets in the city and sold some unremarkable but extraordinary materials in exchange for a sum of cash.
Then, he bought some things along the way, and finally drove around the city several times to make sure no one was following him before quietly returning to the secluded little hotel where he and Danitz were hiding.
"Laki, guard the door for me. Don't let anyone in, no matter who they are." After opening the door, Lorne found that Danitz had not returned yet, so he ordered the orange cat, who was still lying on the bed, to get up.
Lazy Laki got out of bed, somewhat puzzled by her owner's reaction, but seeing Lorne's travel-worn appearance...
It jumped off the bed, took small steps, and obediently went to guard the door for its owner.
Then, Lorne locked the door and erected a spiritual wall.
There's no turning back now.
He took out the extraordinary properties of the "Cataclysm Priest" and the auxiliary materials Roy King had given him from the pocket space of Block 3.
He used a coin to check again, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with the materials Roy King had given him, he no longer hesitated.
Following the method he had learned from the captain, he took a glass and mixed the auxiliary ingredients in order. Finally...
The extraordinary characteristics of that "Cataclysm Priest" were slowly incorporated into it.
The liquid churned and changed color in the glass, eventually transforming into a deep, seemingly multicolored potion.
"No matter what, improving my own strength is always the right thing to do. Becoming a Sequence Six should give me some ability to protect myself," Lorne thought.
After his spiritual intuition did not elicit a strong response, Lorne picked up the cup.
After hesitating for two seconds, he drank the liquid inside in one gulp.
"Ugh—the taste is as bad as ever."
Without continuing to complain about the smell of the potion, Lorne quickly checked his own condition.
Disaster Priest—
Lorne discovered that his mind was now filled with a wealth of extraordinary knowledge related to this topic.
Mental storms rely on their superior spirituality to directly affect the other person's mental body, causing a certain degree of dizziness or mental disorientation.
If the enemy enters the latter state, they will be very prone to making mistakes, allowing the disaster to snowball until it consumes them. "Active skill. Finally, an active skill." Lorne sighed inwardly.
Before he could catch his breath, even more information came flooding in.
The Church of Disasters will passively encounter various disasters, but they are foreseeable, and preparations can be made in advance to find ways to eliminate or mitigate their impact.
At the same time, one can also deliberately attract various disasters, affecting the target or enemy, while relying on extraordinary luck to avoid most of the dangers and launch an attack in the chaos.
"This is too mystical, and it also has a debuff that attracts disasters. Even if you can sense it in advance, there's always a chance something might happen. The original owner of this property died in a shipwreck."
Lorne thought of the "Cataclysmic Priest" who died in a shipwreck and had little faith in this so-called premonition to prepare for the future.
"A useless ability." This was his assessment of the "Cataclysmic Priest" after all the information had surfaced.
Putting everything else aside, judging from Lorne's current situation, this ability is really useless. He is currently under a bounty, and the "Cataclysm Priest" not only does not have the ability to avert catastrophes, but also has a debuff that attracts disasters.
This alone makes it hard to accept. It's completely different from his initial plan. Moreover, the strength and effect of the active skill, Mental Storm, don't seem very satisfactory either.
"I know this method is very mystical, but is it really that hard to unleash a lightning bolt or breathe fire?" Lorne muttered helplessly.
"etc!"
Just as he was trying to rein in his overflowing spirituality, a familiar, strange feeling came again.
The potion has been digested?
Based on his previous experience, Lorne was certain that this was the feeling of digesting a potion, and a feeling of complete digestion!
"Calamity Priest, Calamity," Lorne pondered the name repeatedly.
"Could it be—the thunderstorm that destroyed that primitive island?"
One curse, one destruction. Both calamity and priesthood.
"A bounty should also be considered a kind of disaster."
After a moment, Lorne sighed.
"Fate is truly wondrous!"