Witch, I'm really not the Deep Sea Ancient God!

Chapter 638: Chapter 381: Witch An and the Book Saint_2

They were acutely aware of what an A-rank Crack meant.

In the barren Witch Sea, it was possible for three A-rank Cracks to appear.

Moreover, within a month of the birth of the Crack, someone had actually cleared an A-rank Crack!

Both the appearance of an A-rank Crack and the clearance of an A-rank Crack were enough to shock these still young Third Rank Transcendents like never before.

Even the final exam passer, An, couldn’t help but have her pupils shrink, biting her bleeding lips, trembling!

What is Qi up to?

This news even surpassed her successful passing of the exam.

“Ice Witch!”

Swish!

A petite figure reacted, suddenly jolted upright, sitting up.

At this moment, everyone present was startled.

They hadn’t seen the true face of the Book Saint Asilina, and those magic eyes filled with runes and circuits for a long time.

A petite blue-haired woman leaned on a rocking cradle, her messy long curly hair spread like the deep night sea, a few playful strands dangling beside the cheek flipping through pages of a book.

She wore a loose robe; the hem slightly swayed with the rocking of the cradle, shocking her eyes, carrying heavy dark eye bags.

“The Ice Witch is back?”

The Book Saint asked again.

This matter, she must sit up to discuss it!

“Yes, she is back, even though you said last week that she couldn’t possibly be back now…”

“Did I say that?”

The Book Saint said lazily.

“You did, I have it recorded.”

“…”

The Book Saint was silent for a second, then said:

“Give me the records of the disaster detection work.”

“According to your command, Book Saint.”

Emma summoned a White Dove, then let the White Dove pass the records to the Book Saint.

The Book Saint quickly scanned through it.

It had detailed records of the distribution of Cracks in the Witch Sea.

According to the data, the number of Cracks in the Witch Sea was still growing!

The more the Book Saint read, the deeper the frown on her face grew.

The Disaster Messenger Elo, watching the expression of the Book Saint, couldn’t help but swallow.

The Book Saint, in most cases, had a lazy, nonchalant expression.

But now, a rare look of worry appeared on her face.

The White Tower Messenger Emma asked:

“Book Saint, what are your instructions?”

The Book Saint, supporting her face with her hand, tapped her thigh and asked:

“How many traces of A-rank Crack births have appeared so far?”

“As we predicted, in the Witch Sea, besides the already Sea Coffin, the near-sea, Mist Sea, all have potential for A-rank Crack births…”

A hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the White Tower Messenger:

“The scale of this Crack Tide far exceeds the last one!

According to historical records, this scale will far surpass the last.”

“No…”

The Book Saint, not knowing when, had an ancient yellow book in her hand:

“This time, the scale will surpass any in history.”

Then she tilted her head, placing her hand on her ear.

In her ear, came the waves, crabs crawling on the beach, and from the border, a sound indescribable like countless babies simultaneously screaming.

“That bastard, it’s time for him to resurrect too.”

The Book Saint, with her legs crossed, instructed:

“Emma, convey my will.

Except for the essential guard of the Meteorological Towers within the White Tower Sea, all meteorological detection messenger teams should standby at the Tower of Books!

All units of the Information Hunters of the Tower of Books from first to third, enter the Witch Sea, gather all possible intelligence on the Black Hunter and the Ice Demon Pirate Group.”

“By the way, wasn’t there a hunter team that had contact with the Black Hunter before, arrange them to see me again.”

The White Tower Messenger Emma took out pen and paper, noting down these commands one by one, then asked:

“Book Saint, any other tasks?”

The Book Saint, with her head down, continuously tapping her chest:

“Notify the Tower of Books, enter first-level combat status, after three hours of preparation, officially enter the Witch Sea.”

The moment the words fell, the White Tower Messenger Emma stopped recording.

“First-level combat status? Enter the Witch Sea?”

Once the Tower of Books enters the Witch Sea, it will stir chaos across the entire ocean!

Unlike ordinary vessels, the Tower of Books is the embodiment of the White Tower Federation Navy, the largest naval base!

The seriousness of this matter, even far surpasses the collaboration between the Blood General and the Black Whale Group!

The White Tower Messenger said:

“Book Saint, I must receive orders from the Tower Master, the Chairman of the Sea Hunter Association, to enter first-level combat…

The Tower of Books rashly entering the Witch Sea, this is declaring war on Shell Country!”

Even students who had failed their exams couldn’t help but widen their eyes.

They never expected to hear such explosive news right after their examination failure.

However, they had one more question.

Who is the Black Hunter? People from the White Tower Federation were full of doubts.

On the seas of the White Tower, the Newspaper General, one of the Seven Great Pirate Generals of the Black Whale Group, is far greater than Chen Qi.

The White Tower Messenger took a deep breath and asked again:

“Are we really entering the Witch Sea?”

Faced with the Disaster Messenger’s skepticism, the Book Saint just smiled slightly:

“Three hundred years ago, the White Tower and the Shell Country Federation once had a naval battle, a war over the A-rank Crack ‘World Flood’.

Today, the Tower of Books, spanning thousands of meters, came into being because of that.”

The White Tower Messenger was taken aback.

The grand naval power of the White Tower Federation was built upon this ten-thousand-meter vessel.