Doyle, who possesses the demigod tier, is aboard the Gelin, and even the regions within the boundary mist find it hard to halt their steps.
Thus, the Gelin quickly returned once more to the Mire of Decay.
Rogel did not hesitate, directly summoning Chelegen, comncing a vast war against the city-states of the Mire of Decay.
With the presence of demigod level combat power, the extraordinary noble clans within the Mire of Decay naturally stood no chance of resistance.
One noble city-state after another began to fall.
Most of the great nobles, who drew blood from civilians and slaves yet refused to submit, were directly suppressed by Rogel and Chelegen through bloody ans.
The surface of the Mire of Decay, already turbid, was stained further with a tinge of blood.
Countless extraordinary nobles were sent to the execution platform, sentenced to death for their past cris, raging against the verdict.
"Damn church heretics!"
"I curse you all!"
"You intend to enslave everyone’s minds, leading us to destruction!"
Hearing these words.
Doyle stepped forward, looking coldly at them: "The church indeed enslaves people’s minds... but you parasites are no different in enslaving others."
"You wear the guise of righteousness, yet commit far more filthy deeds than the church, drawing blood from civilians and slaves, attempting to subject them to dual slavery of mind and body..."
"The resistors who died in the Sea of Confession rely strayed from the path; they are worthy of respect."
"And you parasites who cower at the rear during warti deserve only Hell!"
These words left the nobles speechless.
Unexpectedly, among these extraordinary nobles, soone seed to recognize Doyle aboard the Gelin.
"Are you... Doyle Devis?"
"You damned bastard! Still alive and on top of that, you’ve betrayed us!"
"You scum! You should be sliced into a thousand pieces!"
They seed to have identified Doyle’s sole weakness, beginning to curse him madly and hysterically.
But Doyle rely looked down on them with disdain.
In the end, countless heads fell to the ground.
Watching this scene, Doyle exhaled deeply.
Upon returning to the Mire of Decay, he went to the Black Tide City.
There, he t his uncle and observed the transformations within Black Tide City.
As a result, Doyle engaged in a deeper discussion with Rogel.
He still rembered the answer Rogel gave when he asked why they failed in the past.
"The church enslaves people’s minds, while the extraordinary clans enslave both minds and bodies; thus, the church’s successful invasion in a sense was more akin to the purge of an old system by a new one..."
"Then... the Black Tide Secret Society..." Doyle hesitated slightly.
Argongos’s mory told him that Rogel’s Black Tide Secret Society was worth trusting, with a promising future. He permitted the existence of the magic potion, yet so things remained unclear to him.
For instance, why continue to exist in the form of a church?
To this, Rogel offered his answer.
"The Secret Society naturally needs to liberate will and spirit alike."
"But that alone isn’t sufficient; adequate strength must underpin the endeavor."
"If the strength is great enough, one can forcibly uphold an exceedingly rigid system by sheer personal prowess; this is the world’s fundantal rule."
"I, we, need power."
"This is probably why Argongos enabled you to host demigod tier power."
After hearing these words.
Doyle found it hard to remain calm for a long ti.
It turned out, their past failure wasn’t solely due to lacking power.
Nevertheless, it’s not too late for everything.
Doyle raised his head once again.
His old friend Argongos had already given him another chance.
This ti, he would seize it well.
...
After approximately half a month, the city-states within the Mire of Decay were swiftly annihilated.
Aside from so special locations, like the Black Peanut Swamp where the Twin Source is located, the Mire of Decay was mostly brought under the control of the Black Tide Secret Society.
Soon, a new system began to descend upon this long-darkened region...
And within this war, a certain worker contributed greatly.
This person naturally is an old acquaintance of Rogel, Swamp Demon Finmage.
Upon eting Rogel, he felt exceedingly delighted, eagerly running up to engage in conversation, contrasting sharply with the initial stoic encounter.
Though not indicative of personal decline, his prolonged exposure to the environnt in Black Tide City had revealed to him the deeds of the Master of the Black Tide and the divine favor under Rogel in saving Black Tide City.
In his view, showing enthusiasm and respect for such a character wasn’t a shaful act.
Yet among these, there’s a reason for all this.
Back then, when Rogel gave him the Black Tide Mark, he told Finmage the mark was directed towards him.
But later, upon conveying this query to Chelegen, the latter rely smiled indifferently: "He’s not wrong; when the Master of the Black Tide isn’t here, indeed the mark points to him."
Chelegen never entertained the thought that Rogel dominated the Master of the Black Tide or that the Master of the Black Tide was his clone.
How could that be possible? Such terrifying pressure couldn’t be faked; it showed the Master of the Black Tide’s power far exceeded Rogel’s.
From his long-term observation, the relationship between the Master of the Black Tide and Rogel might be of another kind...
Rogel might just be a part of the Master of the Black Tide!
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