Chapter 317 - Chapter 317: 301 (2/2)

“Sea God, why won’t you save us?”

The White Sea natives afflicted with the bizarre disease felt the desperation and fear within them nearly boiling over, yet no one could save them.

From a distance, Ian and others gazed at the place where the diseased resided, with hundreds of Sea God followers always by his side.

“What should we do?” he muttered to himself.

If he were to ask Madam Lilian for help, would she truly come to heal these people?

An elderly member of the Sea God Cult lowered his head reverently and said,

“Many have already died, and the remaining might also perish. We simply cannot tell if they are infected!”

“High Priest, why don’t we just do it the old way?”

Ian fell into deep thought, naturally aware of what the old method entailed.

For thousands of years, any island that experienced a plague would be completely slaughtered by the Sea God Cult, wholly cutting off the possibility of the disease spreading.

“…”

He knew this method was correct, after all, the consequences could be unimaginable if someone ill secretly fled and sought help on another island.

But Ian hoped to change the fate of this island!

Because his mother was born on this very island.

In fact, though Ian had never told anyone, deep down he knew that many people on the island were his distant relatives.

“Begin, High Priest!”

The people on the boat urged Ian on, but he suddenly knelt down.

“Great God of the Ocean, please show us a miracle!”

Outwardly, Ian was praying to the Sea God, but deep in his heart, he was praying to the mighty Lord of the Lost.

He was willing to sacrifice his own life to save theirs, hoping to rescue them and eradicate the plague!

“Please completely erase the plague and save those who believe in You!”

“For this, I am willing to make a sacrifice!”

Karl listened to his plea.

So that was it.

The plague.

If it were the Karl of the past, he would have had no way to respond, but now, possessing the ability to perform “miracles”, things were entirely different.

He answered Ian’s plea!

As usual, Karl saw a cyan blue light shine from the chest area of Ian, with a pale cyan sphere symbolizing the soul appearing.

And around the soul, light emerged—pure white, pink, cyan blue, deep red, orange yellow—representing completely different things.

He extracted a portion… memories, just as he had in the past.

Karl could feel that these memories were trivial to Ian, merely comprised of boredom, pain, and other overwhelmingly negative and insignificant memories from his life.

If it were the original Karl, he probably would not have been able to distinguish them so clearly, but now he possessed more control and could clearly identify which specific memories he was extracting.

The next moment, those cyan blue lights representing memories appeared in the sky.

Only Ian and a few Daybreaker guards nearby could clearly perceive this scene, their faces alight with fervent devotion and excitement as they began to exclaim loudly.

The surrounding Sea God followers saw the High Priest’s sudden extreme excitement and also became exhilarated, all chanting the name of the deity!

Though the god in Ian and his people’s hearts was entirely different from the one in the followers’ hearts.

An invisible hand of thought tossed the cyan blue light towards those afflicted by the disease.

In an instant, all the malice within the plague was entirely erased, and even those who had been on the brink of death began to recover gradually.

The members of the Sea God Cult witnessed this incredibly miraculous event! Everyone rejoiced wildly, sending out endless gratitude to the Sea God, while deep inside, Ian kept thanking the mighty Lord of the Lost.

He couldn’t hold back his tears as he silently expressed his gratitude.

Thank you, mighty Lord of the Lost, for it is with Your protection…

“that we have the chance to break free from the same tragic cycle.”