Chapter 423 The Death of "Steel"
Seeing a completely unfamiliar man walk out of the house where "Flame" Danitz was hiding, the calm Squall felt like his head was about to explode.
This is a trap. They're here to "hunt" us... Are they official Beyonders, or did Vice Admiral Iceberg arrive at Bayam ahead of time?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but none of them could help him in the current battle. Squall's famous calmness had long since been forgotten. He suddenly pulled out several slender scalpels from his pocket and swung them out like flying knives. He retreated and shouted:
"Hold her!"
The zombies controlled by Maiviti had long been burned into rotten meat by the holy light. The "Mad Dog" with explosive power had his head blown up by the powerful Good Luck Pistol. Only "Bloody Thorn" Huntley and another extraordinary pirate were still able to fight.
They heard Squall's cry, and one of them reached into the hidden pocket under his cloak, took out a handful of light red powder, and whispered in ancient Hermetic language:
"Flame!"
The incantation, which bore the same name as the 3000 Pound Pirate, ignited the powder, transforming it into a scorching wave of flame that swept forward.
The other pirate took out a pair of daggers, twirled them in his hands like his own arms, and lunged forward along the flames, ready to cooperate with the "wizard's" spell to deal a fatal blow to the opponent.
"Bang--"
The flames suddenly shrank before exploding, a hint of ice blue appeared in the bright yellow flames, and then rapidly expanded. After a brief stalemate with the flames, more frost surged out, extinguishing the flames and sweeping across the streets. The Double Dagger Pirates were caught off guard and were surrounded by ice, instantly turning into motionless ice sculptures.
This... is much stronger than the frost power of "steel"!
"Bloody Thorn" Huntley was also blown by the cold air flow and shivered with cold. He subconsciously took two steps back, his eyes quickly searching in the mist caused by the collision of ice and fire, and his right hand reached into another secret bag.
"inflammation……"
As soon as the ancient Hermes language came out of his mouth, a long bone sword appeared in the fog and slashed across his right hand that was throwing up the orange powder. It cut through the skin, muscles and joints without any resistance, and cut it off at the elbow. The powder and broken arm that did not explode in time flew into the sky.
"……burst……"
The second half of the spell was squeezed out of Huntley's throat, but the indestructible bone sword had already stretched out from behind him, and the blood-stained sword tip was pointing at Squall behind him.
Swish——
The longsword was retracted, and Huntley's body fell backwards without support, and nearly black dirty blood flowed out. It was the blood of the infected person who had lost his vitality due to multiple diseases. Even without Angel's knife, this Sequence 7 "wizard" would not survive for more than three minutes.
She shook the blood off her sword and looked at the only pirate still standing, the "calm" Squall.
The latter had already lost his composure. He had just taken out a black iron talisman from his pocket and was about to activate it with a spell, but the two companions in front of him who were supposed to buy him time had been killed and injured in a few seconds, and there was no longer any obstacle between the two.
Fortunately, the ancient Hermetic language is concise and effective.
“Screech!”
He instantly recited the spell to activate the talisman, and the talisman in his hand immediately collapsed and disappeared under the extraordinary power sealed inside, as a sacrifice to carry the power.
A wave of sound spread out from Squall's hand, sweeping across the street and entering the ears of every living person, without distinction.
“&%#￥——”
Angel's head rang with an incomprehensible roar that seemed to shatter her eardrums. Her head was buzzing and a trace of blood flowed from her nose. The pirate who was frozen in place behind her was twitching in the hard ice, blood gushing from his mouth, nose and eyes, and he was about to die in agony.
In the distance, Klein had used several bursts of "Holy Light" and bullets with added purifying power to pry open the hard shell of "Steel" McVitie, causing his skin to begin to melt like a candle in a flame. The wound between his chest and abdomen seemed to reveal his beating heart. The curly hair that resembled steel balls had long been burned to ashes. Deep pits were punched into his bald head by the bullets, but no vital parts were injured.
As long as the head is still there, the "zombie" will not be truly dead!
With a roar, Maiviti broke free from the shackles of reason. His teeth and nails began to grow wildly, and the wounds on his body showed signs of healing rapidly.
A new layer of ice appeared under his feet, and the smell of decay gathered around him. He was trying to force himself to continue approaching Klein and tear this coward who could only attack him with spells to pieces with his bare hands.
Buzz——
The indiscriminate "shriek" behind him swept over, and McVitie's mind resonated with the familiar, eerie roar of the "Blood Admiral." He was delighted. Squall had used the homemade talisman given to him by Senior. It was a full-strength attack from a Sequence 5 "Wrathful Spirit," enough to cause those unaccustomed to this unholy power to become sluggish and dizzy for nearly ten seconds. Those with weaker constitutions would even pass out, or even die.
And he had already gotten used to this during his battles with the "Blood Admiral" in the Five Seas!
In just three seconds, "Iron" Mai Weiti was free of the negative state. He swung his muscular fists, ready to beat the equally affected fake Danitz into a meatball.
But there was no trace of the other party in front of him.
"What……"
He quickly scanned his surroundings, and then looked down. Into the wound on his chest that had not yet healed, someone had stuffed a glass bottle with several brass bullets tied to it. Inside was the "Holy Water of the Sun" that was shining with a sacred light.
He got rid of the influence of "Scream" faster than me?
McVitie used his inflated hands, which had extraordinary strength but were difficult to control, to grab the glass bottle, trying to take out the "bomb" buried in his body, but suddenly he heard a crisp snap of fingers behind his ears.
Snap——
The gunpowder in the bullet was ignited by the "Flame Control", a slight explosion was heard, and the holy water broke free from the shattered glass bottle and poured into the indestructible body of "Steel".
The hand that was grabbing his chest paused in mid-air, and a groan came from his throat. A gray-green gas came out of his mouth and floated into the air. It was the smoke produced by the organs and tissues in his body being burned and purified by the divine power.
thump.
Mai Weiti knelt on his knees, and his cloudy eyes tried to look behind him due to his stiff neck, but this last effort soon failed.
The second mate of the "Blood Admiral," whose bounty was a staggering 6,000 pounds, died on the streets of Bayam in the early morning.
Klein didn't watch McVitie's final struggle. At the end of his sight, Angel, who was affected by the "Scream", also quickly got rid of the negative state. Holding the "Sword of Dawn", she possessed the "Dawn Knight"'s high resistance to extraordinary abilities. The ordinary abilities used by extraordinary people like "Wizards" who were two sequences lower than her had almost no effect on her, and the screams of the "Wrathful Spirits" of the same sequence also greatly reduced her effect.
【 .】
Squall obviously didn't expect such a result. He just threw the talisman, stood still, raised his hands, and then pressed down. His target was Angel who was affected by the "Scream". He didn't expect the other party to break free from the restraints so quickly, so he had to quickly close his hands and let an invisible force press on the other party.
Angel immediately felt a huge pressure on her body, which slowed her movements and made her body heavier.
This power does not seem to come from Squall himself, but rather a "gift" from some higher being, making him immune to the resistance of the "Knight of Dawn".
“Snap—”
This force finally took shape, squeezing Angel, who was struggling to move forward with the bone sword in hand, and crushing him into pieces of translucent mirror fragments that scattered on the already frozen ground.
In another place, the air was rippling like water, and the real Angel emerged from it. She stretched out her right hand and pulled back. Several invisible silk threads bound Squall, who had turned around and was about to escape, and pulled him towards her. In her left hand, she held a long sword and faced the opponent.
puff--
The sharp "Sword of Dawn" entered Squall's lower back, stretched out from the front of his neck, penetrated all organs and tissues along the way, and faced the morning light, strangling the last bit of life of this "broken-winged angel".
With a sharp friction sound like a sword being sheathed, the long sword turned back into a "knight's bracelet" and returned to Angel's left wrist. Squall's body fell heavily to the ground, announcing the end of this "hunt".
Angel let out a long breath, feeling a sense of exhaustion deep within her body, reaching her soul. The negative effects of the magical item began to take effect. She looked back and saw that the battle on the other side had also ended. The corpse of "Iron" McVitie was still emitting wisps of green smoke. Klein came to the pirate who was frozen in ice, had been seriously injured in "Scream", and was about to die, and stretched out his left palm.
The "Creeping Hunger", which had been starving but dared not move in the seal, stretched and grew larger with joy. A crack appeared on the palm of its hand, and two rows of illusory fangs grew out of it. They opened like a bloody mouth and began to tear at the pirate's flesh and soul.
As it ate violently, in just two or three seconds, the pirate's body and his sinful soul turned into a stream of light red air and were swallowed into the huge mouth.
The satisfied magical glove closed its mouth and quietly returned to its normal appearance like its right hand, as if eating a few seconds ago was just Angel's illusion.
This was the first time she had seen this magical item with the ability of "shepherd" devour a living person.
Fortunately, Mr. Azik sealed it, otherwise it would devour a living person every other day, and sooner or later it would be forced to "use" ordinary people...
She thought with relief.
Suddenly, a flame streaked across the dawn sky in the distance, flew upwards, and exploded into a gorgeous fireball in the sky.
"Danis's warning must mean the Mandated Punishers are coming."
Klein retrieved the Azik copper whistle from the pile of dead zombies, adjusted his baseball cap that had tilted to one side during the battle, and came to her side and spoke.
Sure enough, within a few seconds, a shadow, unlike any other, squirmed and deformed, clinging to the ground. It swam swiftly from the corner of the street, arched up in front of the two, and transformed into the real Danitz in a cloak.
"A whole team of Mandated Punishers, coming in a carriage, will be here in a minute at most... Shit, they were all killed?"
Danitz's hurried words were interrupted by his own surprise. His eyes swept over "Bloody Thorn" Huntley, whose right hand had vanished after being pierced through the heart by a sword; Squall, who had died like a true "Broken-Winged Angel"; "Mad Dog" Dali, whose head was like a broken watermelon; and "Steel" McVitie, whose body was almost melted in the holy light.
The pile of smoking, charred zombies reminded him of the "adventure" he had that night in Bansy Harbor.
After swallowing his saliva, he continued to ask:
"What now?"
Klein looked at the police carriage looming in the distance and made a quick decision:
"You pick the most expensive one and carry it over. I'll take 'Steel' and go to the evacuation site as planned."
The most expensive...
Danitz felt a sense of absurdity, as if these pirates, who were so difficult for the Mandated Punisher to deal with, were hung with price tags, waiting for him to choose.
But the dangerous hunger emanating from the "creeping hunger" that had devoured the living still lingered on the streets, allowing Danitz to quickly locate himself. After nodding in response, he lifted the body of Huntley, whose bounty was a full 3,800 pounds, and moved him to McVitie's side.
Klein took out the paper figure, shook it in his hands, and set it on fire. At the same time, he picked up the peacock blue carpet, wrapped "Iron" McVitie's body, held it in his hands, and stepped on Huntley.
"Shadow Cloak."
He looked at Danitz and whispered.
The latter subconsciously obeyed the order, took off his cloak and handed it over, watching Angel take it, tie the cloak around Klein, and gently hold his arm.
"Wait, wait, where's my seat?"
Looking at this seemingly full-staffed escape team, Danitz showed an expression of disbelief.
Klein pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth:
"I did a reverse divination for you."
The bodies of the two men and two corpses quickly became ethereal, burrowed into the ground, and turned into shadows.
This shadow, which was much "stronger" than when it came, squirmed and quickly went into the alley, blending into the surrounding environment and disappearing without a trace.
Shit! That's my cape!
Danitz cursed inwardly, looked around, quickly found an alley to dive into, and ran for his life.
A moment later, a four-wheeled carriage came speeding over. Before it stopped, four figures jumped out of the carriage. They were wearing the same thick windbreakers, some holding guns, and some holding "storm" spells. They looked at the messy streets and didn't know where to start investigating.
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