Chapter 747 Unable to escape?
The icy fog quickly condensed into ice blocks, which fell all over the sky, bringing a hailstorm from top to bottom to most of the city of Calderon, which was built on the cliffs of a deep, leaky pit.
Although this sudden extreme weather was not as good as the hurricane and rainstorm control of the "Sailor" demigod, it was enough to extinguish any flames within the range in an instant. The "Spirit World Plunderer" ignited the pale flames in vain, trying to drill into it and flash away, but failed repeatedly. Instead, he was hit by hail and staggered, almost falling from the air.
With a loud crash, a silver-white lightning burst out from not far away, taking a strange path in the humid and foggy air, and struck the white robe of the "Spirit Plunderer". The electric light, intensified by the environment, swept across the whole body of the ghost, making it sizzle and smoke, and plunged headfirst into the ground.
Holding the "Word of the Sea" cane, Klein's vision of the "Spirit Line" emerged in his eyes. He stared closely at the black line that represented his target today. He found that it was not damaged too much. Instead, it adjusted continuously during the fall and drilled into a cube-shaped building with multiple windows but no door.
Oh no, inside the room, isolated from the hail and cold air currents outside, it can now perform flame jumps!
Klein thought to himself that something was wrong. The triple crown on his head lit up with lightning, and a handful of light blue water droplets emerged from the tip of "Word of the Sea". They immediately turned into huge water balls and flew quickly towards the house. They drilled into it through the window and exploded into a mist that could be seen from outside.
But Klein's heart sank little by little. The spiritual thread belonging to the "Spiritual Plunderer" in his eyes had disappeared.
Based on its use of Flame Flash just now, the landing point of the jump should not exceed 300 meters. It must choose the farthest buildings to avoid the cold air outside, and then make the next jump... His thoughts raced, and Klein's eyes swept across the buildings that might hide "Spirit World Plunderers", but within the range of his observation of the spirit lines, there were no longer any black lines.
It escaped...
Klein's expression, hidden beneath the crown, was slightly dazed. He still held up the "Word of the Sea" in his hand, unsure whether he should put it down.
Judging from the other party's decisive escape, the "Spiritual Plunderer" was indeed as he had guessed, with strength between Sequence 4 and Sequence 5. Perhaps it had a hint of divinity, or perhaps it had an incomplete mythical creature form. However, against Klein, who was also close to Sequence 4 after being strengthened by the "Tyrant", and Angel, who had actually crossed this threshold, it had no chance of winning.
Therefore, it doesn't matter if it escapes this time. As long as we can find traces of it or its kind in Calderon again, we can easily kill it.
The problem is that the "Spiritual Predators" are clearly quite intelligent. They even laid a bait to keep my Marionette and me focused on the Anvil Giant, ignoring its sneaking approach to control my spirit. If such an enemy escapes back to the depths of Calderon and accuses the rest of their kind of our actions, all "Spiritual Predators" will likely flee this City of the Dead and seek other habitats. Finding a new one would then be a distant prospect... Klein thought with some frustration, his gaze quietly glancing at Angel, who had remained motionless after spreading the widespread cold.
The latter has emerged from her invisible state, her black skirt fluttering in the cold wind, her white skin beneath the skirt faintly visible, her purple eyes hidden under the golden crown turned almost black, staring at a building below.
Um?
Klein seemed to understand something and looked in the direction Angel was looking. He happened to see a ball of black flame exploding on the top of the pale square stone pillar-like building.
The black flame was still clearly visible amidst the cold wind and hail, with illusory black lines flashing within it, extending to infinity. However, they kept shrinking and curling in Klein's field of vision, eventually disappearing into the black flames.
"Once I discover you, it will be impossible to avoid my Black Flame Curse. Moreover, Han Bing has already created too many 'mirrors' in this city that I can use..."
Angel, the "witch" who had floated to his side at some point, explained calmly.
So it can be done this way... Klein silently put away the "Word of the Sea" and slowly descended towards the building below. While commanding the secret marionette to explore, he also discovered the power in Calderon City that transforms living beings into undead souls. Therefore, he was careful not to approach the city center, but instead entered the building where the black flames gradually dissipated. After a moment, he floated away, his body already containing a ball of constantly generated and shattered foam.
That was the remains of the "Spirit World Plunderer" after his death, before any extraordinary materials were extracted.
"Bang--"
There was a loud bang on the ramp above his head. "Winner" Enzo and "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell cooperated with each other and shot through the chest of the giant who joined forces with the "Spirit Plunderer" to fight the invaders. Even the four-meter-tall giant ghost could not withstand the huge killing power of the "Death Bell". It staggered to the ground and was hit by Ludwell's "Harris Razor". The figure gradually turned into nothingness.
"It seems your 'Puppet Master' potion is almost fully digested? You were able to maintain control over them during the battle."
Angel hovered in the air not far from Klein and his marionette, and an elegant voice emanated from the black-dressed spirit cast from the "Witch" card.
"I feel like it's still a little off. Perhaps I need to stage a play with the Marionette as the protagonist in front of a large audience, just like what Ludwell and Enzo did just now, to get enough feedback..."
Klein muttered as he drifted back to where the Anvil Giant had died. He discovered that the ghost, whose body had vanished, hadn't left anything useful behind. He then stopped beside the two marionettes and expelled the wriggling foam from the translucent Tyrant's body, watching it float in the air, defying gravity like a soap bubble about to evaporate.
"What's next? One 'Spiritual Plunderer' should be able to provide enough souls, right? Should we search deeper into the city?"
Angel also came over, staring curiously at the body of the "Spirit Plunderer" that was wrapped in a white robe just now but now only the size of a palm, and asked.
"According to experience, the potion's main ingredients shouldn't require the combined efforts of multiple extraordinary creatures. Furthermore, I suspect that after the battle just now, all the intelligent 'Spiritual Plunderers' have already fled..."
Klein explained as he reached the edge of the pit and looked down.
The city deep inside was still the same as when the two had first arrived, with its buildings intact and not affected at all by the passage of thousands of years. Outside the buildings and on the streets, there was no movement at all, as if the entire city had been abandoned.
Of course, after the Spirit Plunderer took control of the spirit line, the scene of countless ghosts emerging from everywhere still made Klein feel a lingering fear. He believed that the same situation existed in every corner of the city, but the fighting power of the two people made them feel afraid, so they would only hide obediently and would not attempt a second "charge."
"Then let's explore the periphery and wait for the extraordinary power of the 'Spiritual Plunderer' to be released before leaving here?"
Angel was somewhat interested in the "door" symbol he had just seen and was ready to drag Klein, the "archaeology student," to take a look.
"Okay, but it's best not to go too deep into the area below. You should have noticed that this city is gradually transforming us into ghosts. Although it's only a spiritual change, if it lasts too long, it might affect our bodies..." Klein nodded as he saw the "bubble" still gurgling and churning. "Also, when I was testing Ludwell's 'Gate to the Underworld' just now, I saw something unusual."
Klein summoned the "Admiral of Hell" standing nearby and had him face the open space. He stretched out his left hand, opened his palm, and summoned a blurry, illusory pair of bronze doors.
Angel had seen this ability unique to the "Gatekeeper" in the ruins of the Gods' War, where countless bloody arms and faces with bloody mouths would emerge, absorbing all the spirits and creatures outside the gate and crushing them with the power of death.
But in Calderón, in this "City of the Dead", the bronze gate that was ajar revealed the deepest darkness, with pale waves rolling up in it, like a river rushing in the lightless night.
Huge stone pillars stood on both sides of the river, reminding Angel of the pale columnar buildings deep in the city of Calderon.
What is this? Doesn't the Gate to the Underworld lead to the underworld? Is this the so-called River Styx? No, is there such a thing in this world... Countless questions flooded Angel's mind. Suddenly, he noticed a series of illusory figures appearing behind the cracks in the bronze door. Some of them were humanoid, while others were indescribable. The only thing they had in common was that they all rushed towards the cracks in the door, filling them up, trying to escape.
Bang——
Klein, who was well prepared, had Ludwell clench his left hand and close the door to the underworld.
"I suspect that within the kingdom of God, originally belonging to the 'Goddess of Death' Graygari, the 'Gate to the Underworld' doesn't point to the ordinary underworld, but rather to the deepest part of this city. Even with this gate separating us, I find that river and those ghosts incredibly terrifying, let alone directly near the city center..."
Klein pursed his lips and didn't continue. However, Angel also sensed his caution and nodded, no longer mentioning the prospect of exploring deeper.
But as the bronze gate in the air shrank and disappeared into the void, a violent vibration suddenly erupted from deep in the open pit where Calderon was.
The heart-pounding feeling immediately infected Angel. She looked down along the edge of the slope and was surprised to find that the palpitations and fear had solidified into an illusory, transparent gray-white mist that was continuously pouring out from the bottom of the pit.
They passed through various buildings, crossed the deserted streets, and quickly rushed towards the outskirts of the city above.
"Prepare to leave. Can you directly accommodate the body of the 'Spiritual Plunderer'?"
It was difficult to tell whether this tidal surge of fog was a harmless natural phenomenon or a sign of the emergence of some powerful creature. Angel spoke quickly while looking at Klein beside him.
The latter did not answer, but looked up blankly.
At the end of his sight was the entrance through which the two people entered this area from the spiritual world. In the thin mist, a figure flashed with gray light and appeared in front of the two people.
He was wearing a simple linen robe, with long silver hair draped down to his vest. He had a handsome appearance, soft features, but a somewhat indifferent expression. Eyes the same color as his hair quickly scanned the entire "City of the Dead" before locking onto Angel and Klein.
Then, silver-white rays of light unfolded behind him, quickly covering the only entrance out of Calderon and transforming into pairs of pure wings.
At the same time, Angel also recognized the uninvited guest.
That was the character that appeared on many murals in the God-forsaken Land and the ruins of the Gods' War. He was one of the eight angel kings of the Creator, and he was the opponent that Will Auceptin, the "Snake of Fate", both despised and feared.
"Angel of Destiny" Ouroboros!
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