Chapter 209 The True Essence of the Sea Secret Manual!
The God of the Undead shot back telepathically, "I can't remember either. During the God Wars, I had over a hundred semi-divine weapons shattered."
Alan was taken aback. The God of the Undead continued, "But around here, it might be a Cthulhu deity."
"Really?" Alan was surprised. Before he could say more, Percival's eyes lit up at the weapon fragment in Alan's hand. "Mr. Ice, that..."
Alan knew what Percival wanted and tossed him the fragment. "Here you go. Don't forget our deal."
With the God of the Undead's help, Alan could complete the four job transitions even without the fragment. But he kept the God of the Undead as his ace in the hole; it was only to be used when necessary.
Percival said, "Don't worry, Mr. Ice. I'll keep my word."
Alan didn't care. If Percival broke his promise, Alan would turn the Rainfield family's territory upside down.
As Percival was transitioning, the God of the Undead spoke again. "It was a silver-eyed octopus, called Silver-Eyed Nicholas, a progeny of the Black Goat of the Woods, Shub-Niggurath."
Alan frowned. In his past life, he had encountered weak Cthulhu creatures like ghouls but never faced them head-on. The Black Goat of the Woods was a powerful entity in the Cthulhu Mythos, with terrifying life and reproductive abilities, birthing many powerful creatures, some even rivaling deities.
"You didn't win?" Alan inquired.
The God of the Undead, within Western mythology, was considered a being of considerable power, not inferior to the offspring of the Black Goat of the Woods.
The God of the Undead replied, "More or less, but that wasn't my peak. My primary divine artifact was damaged, and all my artifacts and pseudo-artifacts were shattered. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been using a semi-divine weapon."
Alan nodded. "Do you know what's going on with this Ragnarok?"
The God of the Undead became serious. "Unspeakable."
Alan didn't push further. He knew even the God of the Undead couldn't reveal Ragnarok's secrets. Speaking of it may trigger unknown changes.
The God of the Undead added, "For the next five years, it's best if you don't make me use too much power, preferably keeping it to one hundred-thousandth or even one-millionth."
Alan squinted. The God of the Undead's words confirmed some of his suspicions. In his past life, there were hints that Ragnarok was created by the main god of the Milky Way using the power of the gods.
However, the specific details of what transpired were not entirely clear to Alan. Unable to figure it out now, Alan decided to let it go. He looked at Percival, who was completing his job transition. With the God of the Undead's help, Percival transitioned easily.
"I finally completed the job transition. The power of the fourth job transition is amazing," Percival laughed maniacally.
Alan asked, "Mr. Rainfield, isn't it time to fulfill your promise?"
Percival's eyes darted around, and Alan could tell he had other ideas. Percival said, "Mr. Ice, the pre-quest scroll for the Blessing of the Gods is no small matter, and this weapon fragment isn't yours. You took someone else's treasure, so how about..."
"Thinking of backing out?" Alan's eyes narrowed, locking onto Percival.
Percival snorted, "Mr. Ice, you're strong. Maybe the three-job-transition me couldn't match you. But now that I've completed the fourth job transition, I'm not afraid."
Alan chuckled. "A fourth-job-transition undead archmage? Impressive."
With that, he raised his hand, and a massive surge of undead power flowed from his palm. Leona and the tens of thousands of city guards Alan had killed appeared, surrounding the entire Rainfield family's territory.
Percival was stunned. When he sensed the aura of a fourth job transition from Leona, he staggered back in disbelief. A platinum-level fourth-job-transition was far stronger than his gold-level one.
The entire Rainfield family's territory was in shock. What was going on? Why was there an undead army surrounding them?
After a moment of confusion, many in the Rainfield family's territory became excited.
"It must be Mr. Rainfield. He's reached the fourth job transition. Only he could summon so many undead at once."
"So powerful! Our Rainfield family's territory will definitely thrive in the chaotic land."
"Is this the power of a fourth-job-transition undead summoner? So strong! I'm honored to be part of the Rainfield family."
Inside, Percival was trembling. "Aren't you an archer?" he asked in disbelief.
Alan coldly replied, "Give me the pre-quest scroll for the Blessing of the Gods."
Percival said, "Fine, I'll give it to you, but you can't attack."
"No problem," Alan answered.
Percival sighed in relief and handed Alan the pre-quest scroll for the Blessing of the Gods. Alan used it without hesitation.
[You have used the Blessing of the Gods.]
[The gods are blessing you.]
[You have received the blessing of the sea goddess.]
[You have obtained the Tome of the Sea's Essence.]
Alan's eyes lit up as a tome appeared in his hand.
[Tome of the Sea's Essence: Special.]
[Description: Carefully read and understand its contents, and you will grasp the essence of the sea.]
Alan was excited. This was a complete version. He had previously obtained a tome, but it was incomplete and directly a law tome, making it even harder to understand.
Having obtained what he wanted, Alan waved his hand and coldly said, "Destroy the Rainfield family."
Leona was the first to act, and spells of ice and fire descended upon Percival's head instantly. Percival summoned a bone shield to block while shouting, "Mr. Ice, didn't you say you wouldn't make a move?"
"I'm not making a move!" Alan answered calmly. Maybe there were good and innocent people in the Rainfield family, but when he decided to act, he wouldn't hold back. In the previous life's catastrophe, Alan had seen too many people lose their lives due to a moment of softness or sympathy.
Alan either didn't act or acted decisively and thoroughly. They were a family, and if he killed one, the others wouldn't stand by idly. Hatred would continue until one side was destroyed.
The tens of thousands of undead city guards swarmed forward. The people of the Rainfield family initially thought Percival summoned these undead, but when they were attacked, they were terrified.
"How can this be? Why are Mr. Rainfield's summons attacking us?"
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