Chapter 485 The Mysterious "Arbitrator"
A stranger actually appeared on this deserted island, and in the abandoned camp that the two had just passed by?
Angel's heart was filled with alarm, his pace slowed down, and his hand touched the "Lucky" revolver at his waist.
Although the spirit did not warn of danger, it did not mean that the opponent had no hostility. For example, if the opponent did not show murderous intent for the time being, or the sequence was too high and the strength gap was too large, the spirit would probably not give a warning.
Klein held a lantern behind her, and at this moment, they slightly staggered their positions so that they could support each other without being "caught in one fell swoop" by certain abilities.
"Excuse me, who are you?"
After standing still, she asked softly, trying not to anger the other party and avoid unnecessary conflict.
The other party said "finally back", he couldn't possibly think that this abandoned campsite belonged to them, right?
"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you just dealt with the 'Gazing One' that has been living here, took away the extraordinary materials from it, and are planning to board that 'ghost ship' on the sea and leave here?"
The black-haired woman sat on a worn box next to the campfire and spoke to the two of them sideways.
Angel noticed that her feet were bare under her skirt, with her toes lightly resting on the ground, occasionally sliding across the sand and mud, but without a trace of filth on them.
"Yes."
She answered honestly that the other party had clearly explained all his plans for the evening, and there was no point in denying it.
Pop.
The woman jumped lightly from the box and walked towards them on the gravel.
"Don't be nervous. I'm just like everyone else in this camp, an unlucky person stranded on this deserted island. You can call me Annie." A smile appeared on her unrealistically beautiful face. "I've been waiting for you here. I just want to ask you for a small favor."
Just like the people in the camp...what about these people in the camp?
Angel felt a cold sweat on her back. Before leaving here to hunt the Gazers, she and Klein used divination to determine that this camp was built by pirates who were in trouble five years ago, but a month later, they all disappeared.
Could it be that the disappearance of the survivor is also related to the woman in front of him?
She gave Klein a secret wink, and the two of them moved further apart, almost forming an equilateral triangle with the women by the campfire.
At this time, the two men did not dare to answer the words of the woman in the light yellow dress in front of them. What about "doing a small favor"? Whether it is folk legends or some "counterexamples" in mysticism, it shows that if you easily agree at this time, there will probably be endless troubles.
The woman was not annoyed by the silence of the two people in front of her. She walked briskly on the ground barefoot, making a clacking sound, as if a ten-year-old girl was running happily.
But when this voice reached Angel's ears, it carried an indescribable sense of majesty and oppression, causing her mouth, which had intended to be closed, to open involuntarily.
"You mean, you want us to take you back to the nearest port?"
Under such pressure, she had to say something to resist the discomfort.
"Of course not. I can't leave, and neither can you." The woman who called herself Anne chuckled as if she had heard a funny joke. "When I say help, I mean you should attack me with all your might, just like you did to the Gazer just now."
As soon as she finished speaking, Angel suddenly rushed to the side. A black flame appeared in the direction she was moving and shot out like a sharp arrow. Then it changed from pitch black to bright yellow. That would become the landing point of her "flame jump".
At the same time, Klein snapped his fingers and ignited a bunch of dry grass in the distance. Flames surged from the hem of his windbreaker, engulfing him whole.
“Snap.” “Snap.”
Two sounds like hitting a hard object were heard, and Angel and Klein seemed to be hit on the head by a huge hammer. They emerged from the void, dozens of meters away from the landing point of the jump.
In other words, the two of them barely moved from where they were.
"I told you, none of you can leave here."
At this moment, Anne's teasing words reached their ears.
It's the "Arbitrator"... and is very likely a High-Sequence Beyonder!
Angel felt his heart slowly sinking, falling to the bottom.
She was already proficient in using "Judge" to issue bans, and she knew that there was no need to use the ancient Hermetic language. Instead, she knew that integrating "bans" into ordinary conversations was definitely not something a Mid-Sequence Beyonder could do.
Facing such a demigod, Klein, who had just used the "Knight Bracelet" and had not yet recovered his strength, and who had sacrificed the "Creeping Hunger" and only had his own extraordinary abilities left, were no match.
Only if the black cat Wensa and the headless messenger Renette come back, or if Mr. Azik comes in person, can the current crisis be resolved!
Angel glanced at Klein on the other side. The latter had obviously thought of this as well. He suddenly pulled out a copper whistle with a spell to summon a messenger from his pocket and blew it with unparalleled momentum. Silent waves echoed around the abandoned camp.
"What on earth are you trying to do by trapping us here?"
Not knowing how long it would take for Azik's messenger to arrive, Angel no longer tried to use fire jumps to escape the "no leave" area. Instead, he used words to attract Anne's attention and help Klein buy some time.
"Why does everyone I meet have me repeat myself?" Annie, with her black hair and golden eyes, smiled bitterly. "I'm telling you clearly, attack me with all your might."
"Your battle with the 'Gazing One' was spectacular, but why are you unwilling to attack me? Are you afraid?"
If the other person wasn't a demigod, Angel wouldn't mind teaching her a lesson, but the problem was...
She looked in Klein's direction. The astonishingly tall skeleton messenger was disintegrating into pieces of bone and burrowing into the ground.
Now it all depends on how long Mr. Azik can arrive... As for Wensa and Renette, they don't have time to set up the altar and definitely won't have the chance to summon them.
"Sir, are you done? Can we get started?"
Following Angel's gaze, Anne also looked towards Klein and said with a chuckle.
She didn't care at all about this "little act" of asking for help... Klein, who was being stared at, was slowly losing his anticipation for Mr. Azik in the other's confident smile.
He put away the whistle and was about to say something to buy time, but the mysterious woman opened her mouth again and said:
"Looks like I need to give you some motivation to attack me, like... forbidding you from breathing?"
As soon as she finished her calm words, Angel and Klein felt their breathing become sluggish.
No, it wasn't sluggish. The breathing of both of them had completely stopped. Only the waste gas that could not be expelled from their lungs was constantly circulating, causing them to immediately fall into a panic of lack of oxygen.
She had no intention of dragging us on... Angel no longer hesitated, took out the "Good Luck" revolver, cocked the hammer, and shot at Anne, whose light yellow dress was extremely conspicuous in the night.
"boom--"
The luck she had accumulated overnight finally paid off, and a bullet with sixteen times the power of the original bullet was fired from the gun barrel. The powerful recoil even made her, who was weak, take two steps back.
when--
This extraordinary bullet, with a power comparable to that of a large-caliber artillery shell, hit Anne's fair face, making a crisp sound as if it had hit an armor plate tens of centimeters thick, and was bounced off with sparks.
There wasn't even a trace of emotion left on the young woman's face, but her disappointment was evident.
"That's it?" she seemed to say.
This was an attack that could penetrate the Shepherd's body in one blow, an attack that even Despair had to dodge using his Stand... Under the opponent's majestic aura and the suffocating feeling, Angel felt as if his head was about to explode.
Without hesitation, she summoned the "Sword of Dawn" on her left wrist again, activated "Flame Leap", and rushed out into the flames ignited by Klein's snap of his fingers.
The bone blade turned into a dagger, and with her restored strength, even greater than usual, she stabbed it fiercely at the opponent's most vulnerable throat.
Anne seemed to be stunned. She did not make any defensive moves and just watched the tip of her dagger pierce her.
when--
The same sound was heard, and the extremely sharp "Sword of Dawn" was like scraping across an iron plate. A string of sparks flew across Annie's neck, leaving a shallow white mark.
Shaking her head in disappointment, the mysterious woman stretched out her slender right hand, grabbed Angel's left arm holding the dagger, and pulled her towards her. With a slight smile on her lips, she asked mockingly:
"Is that all? You guys..."
Anne suddenly looked down. Angel's right hand, which had been motionless, was now pressing on her slightly barren chest, with his fingertips resting on a dark red iron sheet.
"Disaster!"
As the opening spell was recited, the talisman engraved with mysterious patterns and made of blood instantly absorbed more than half of Angel's spiritual power, emitting a wave of energy that made Klein, who had just used illusion to help conceal Angel's movements from dozens of meters away, feel a palpitation in his heart.
That is the breath that represents absolute destruction and disaster.
Hit head-on by this force, Anne's teasing expression froze, her long black hair stopped fluttering in the wind, and her golden eyes lost their luster.
Then, her fair skin turned gray, and her light yellow dress became tattered, as if it had spent countless years like the remains of the surrounding camps.
As they watched, the mysterious demigod "Arbitrator" collapsed onto the gravel and sand, turning to ashes in the night breeze.
The "ban" also expired at the same time, and Angel's lungs inhaled fresh air, allowing her body, which had been deprived of oxygen during the intense action just now, to quickly recover.
But she still looked at the "Annie's Ashes" on the ground in disbelief, and her right hand, which had just used the "Disaster" spell, clenched and relaxed.
Compared to the two lifeless and easily hit ships, there was an out-of-control bishop who actively grabbed the talisman. This was the first complete demigod to die in the "disaster"!
She took a deep breath, savoring the sense of accomplishment, and looked back at Klein in the distance, who had provided cover for her and a spot for her flames during the battle.
Behind her, Anne, with black hair, golden eyes, and a light yellow dress, stood less than a meter away from her with a smile on her face.
"It's a magical power. If it were you, maybe you could really..."
She said calmly, then raised her left hand and pointed forward:
"captivity."
Angel, who had already kicked his feet several meters away, felt that the air around him became sticky, as if it had become solid, as if it had turned into a transparent wall.
She used the "Mirror Stand" without hesitation, and her figure turned into continuously falling illusory fragments.
But the next moment, she appeared at the same place again.
The "mirror substitute" cannot help her escape the confinement of this demigod!
"exile!"
Anne pointed her other hand at Klein, who had also escaped from the camp, now freed from the "ban," by flashing in flames. Klein felt a huge force pushing him away.
"No!"
He shouted, lit another bunch of dry grass on the ground, and was about to use flash to return to Angel, but the "exile" order forced him to stay away and unable to get close.
A moment later, rich colors flashed around the desperate Klein, and he was actually exiled from the deserted island of reality to the spiritual world.
In his sight, in the abandoned camp, Anne, who was killed by the "disaster" spell and resurrected in an instant, was walking towards Angel who was imprisoned in place with a smile on her face.
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