Chapter 567 Escape Route
Oh no, he's trying to escape!
Standing in front of Klein, the Blood Admiral, who was occupying his body through "possession," raised his eyebrows and accelerated the process of possession.
With Zatvin's help, this only takes seconds.
But the next second, the "crazy adventurer" German Sparrow in front of him disappeared completely.
There was no flame emerging, no paper figures falling, and he, unable to control his body and only having "control" of his head, just disappeared.
A figure slowly emerged from the reclining chair. Zatwin, dressed in a black robe, sat where Klein had been a second ago. Puzzlement also appeared in his sunken eyes.
"My possession has been lifted?"
He spoke softly, as if asking, or talking to himself.
For "vengeful spirits", being freed from possession is not uncommon. Severe injuries, vibrations of the spirit, and even many bullets that directly attack the spirit can cause the possessed "vengeful spirits" to abandon their bodies and turn back into invisible ghosts while attacking the possessed person.
But for Zatvin, the demigod of the "Rose School" and a Sequence 4 "Puppet", once the possession is complete, escaping from his hands is not so easy.
Especially for a Sequence 5 "Puppet Master".
So, how did this "German Sparrow" get rid of his own possession and even disappear directly from the "Tree of Flesh and Blood"?
He subconsciously used the instinct of the "ghost" to divine and confirm the whereabouts of the escaped Hermann.
They are now at sea. Even if he can escape, how far can he run?
But the next second, Zatwin's face suddenly changed, and his spirit issued a crazy reminder that a huge crisis was about to befall this place and the entire "Tree of Flesh and Blood"!
And the source of danger is right under him?
A little later, "Blood Admiral" Senior also felt something. He looked at the captain's chair under Zatvin, which looked like it was made of countless human bones.
Almost simultaneously, the two men discovered a dark red iron sheet lying on the ground next to the chair. The complex patterns on it were flickering with light, and a dangerous aura, as if tangible, was emanating from its surface, filling the entire captain's room.
What's this?
Their first reaction was not to escape, nor to respond through extraordinary abilities, but confusion.
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The breeze, carrying fine snowflakes, slapped Klein's face. He subconsciously frowned and bent his neck slightly to the side. Only then did he realize that his stiff body had returned to his control.
He took out a small doll from his windbreaker. This palm-sized doll made of light golden hair had turned pitch black, with a trace of sticky blood seeping out of its surface.
"The stand doll is almost scrapped... Even though I made every possible preparation, I still underestimated the horror of 'possession'... If that Zatvin hadn't released some of the control and let Senior take over, I wouldn't even be able to call for help..."
He muttered to himself, and his low male voice gradually turned into a clear and melodious female voice. His face also changed, his height increased slightly by a few centimeters, and the shape of his chest, waist and hips also began to change.
But then, "Klein" realized that the shirt and windbreaker he was wearing were not suitable for his changed body shape. He frowned and transformed back into a male body. He coughed lightly and his tone returned to normal.
"Let's wait until we meet up with Klein..."
Angel, who used the power of the "Hypocrisy" ring to transform into Klein, looked around and found that, just as planned, he had indeed arrived in the world of "Groselle's Travels", and he was near the city gate he had visited once before, next to the double doors that only "outsiders" could see.
"This way, getting out won't be a problem, and the place of return won't be on the 'Tree of Flesh and Blood', but next to 'Groselle's Travels'."
She chuckled in a "German" voice, touched her pocket, and found that the "betrayal" talisman hidden in the inner pocket of her windbreaker, which had been spiritually activated in advance and could be used as long as the spell was recited, had disappeared.
"Then, what we need to do is very simple..."
After confirming that the talisman was not on him, Angel straightened his body, stretched out one hand, made a ritualistic gesture, and whispered in ancient Hermetic language:
"betray."
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A spiritual premonition of danger came over him like a tide, and Zatvin made an immediate decision.
This decisiveness was also the fundamental reason why he was able to survive several wars within the "Rose School".
His figure, still sitting on the captain's chair, suddenly became illusory, and was about to turn into an invisible ghost, pass through the wall, leave the captain's room, and leave the entire "Tree of Flesh and Blood".
But the next moment, a dim light flashed on the surface of the black glove on his left palm, and he clenched his fist lightly as if it had its own thoughts.
Zatvin's almost invisible figure reappeared. He had floated to the wall, but his body quickly solidified and almost hit the wall panel head-on.
His "ghost transformation" ability was stolen, stolen by his own gloves, his own seal!
Looking at the seal that seemed illusory and then disappeared in his hand, Zatwin's light brown eyes, which were similar in color to his skin, widened slightly. He clenched his five fingers in disbelief, only to find that this seal formed by the Beyonder characteristic of "Parasite" had become a ghost. It broke away from his palm and slowly floated away, as if it had its own thoughts and was even opposing its owner.
Is this the power of that strange talisman?
Zatvin's eyes involuntarily turned to the dark red iron sheet that exuded a dangerous aura, and he found that the color of the lines on its surface became richer, as if it was about to drip blood.
The premonition of danger from the spiritual world was like a physical entity, pressing down from above his head.
Without the slightest hesitation, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the sealed glove that had "betrayed" him and was floating farther and farther away, and then his figure disappeared from the captain's room.
A sailor on the deck who was pulling the ferry boat up through the crane froze, a strange black-robed figure appeared in his eyes, and then Zatwin appeared beside him.
"Mirror Flash"!
Zatvin, whose ghost power was stolen by his own gloves, had no choice but to leave the captain's room, but he did not stop on the deck, but looked at the sea in the distance.
A section of the sea surface far away from the "Tree of Flesh and Blood" suddenly froze, and a crystal clear ice mirror that reflected the sunlight was formed, and the figure in the black robe also appeared on it.
The next second, Zatwin used "Mirror Flash" again and left the sailboat where a strange aura was gradually spreading.
At this time, "Blood Admiral" Senior staggered out from the inner cabin. The tricorn hat on his head had disappeared, revealing his short hair, and his face was paler than usual.
In just a few seconds, he fell twice, interrupting his ghost transformation process and almost unable to escape from the room that had become extremely dangerous.
There is no doubt that the lucky coin he was wearing was also working against him and turned into an "unlucky coin"...
Senior instinctively touched the necklace hanging down from his chest. Unlike the usual cool touch, the ancient coin felt a little warm now.
Even Master Zatvin fled in a hurry, so I had to...
A flicker of hesitation passed through his mind.
The thing under his feet is his flagship. He spent countless efforts to decorate it to his favorite look!
But the sailor in front of him who was operating the crane helped him make the final decision.
"Lord Senior!"
He turned his head towards this side and greeted respectfully, just like usual.
If the head hadn't left the body, dragging the spine and esophagus with it, if his body hadn't been several meters away, still operating the crane arm, then it would actually be quite normal...
Senior's eyes fixed on the crystal ice surface formed by Zatwin on the sea in the distance. He also used "Mirror Flash" to leave his "Tree of Flesh and Blood".
This ship is no longer available...
Behind him, the entire sailboat was in chaos. Several extraordinary pirates were struggling hard with their magical items. The ordinary pirates didn't understand what was happening yet, but their bodies already had thoughts of their own.
A feast of "betrayal" unfolds here!
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That should be enough...
Angel, still maintaining Klein's "crazy adventurer" look, breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his arms.
Her spirit remained fully charged, for the activation was not in her, and the "betrayal" spell left on the "Tree of Flesh" did not use her spirit.
Not the spirituality of now, exactly, but of last night.
After discussing a plan to escape from Bayam with Klein, she had already infused her spirituality into a completed talisman, allowing it to be activated at any time by the spell. This had proven to be a viable method in the battle against the "Immortal" Witch Katarina.
Unlike the various talismans that can be made by praying to the gods and getting a response, the conditions for using talismans such as "Disaster" and "Betrayal" made with Angel's own blood are so loose that it makes her feel uneasy. She can first infuse spiritual energy and then delay reciting the spell, or recite the spell first and then delay infusing spiritual energy, and there can even be a gap of several hours in between.
"If this is what 'Orange Light' Hilarion meant by 'investment', then this investor, whom I've never met, is incredibly generous... It's hard to imagine what kind of return he or she requires from me."
She murmured, moving away from the wall of the world in the book and approaching the double doors.
By pushing it open, Angel could leave Groselle's Travels and return to the parchment book in reality.
And now, it is...
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At the edge of a dense jungle near the city of Bayam, a young woman ran at a brisk pace. Her long, tied-up, pale golden hair fluttered in the wind. The jewel necklace on her chest jumped out from her collar due to her intense movement, and the rubies shimmered with a bright yellow like lava.
From time to time, she looked at the dense forest behind her. In it, leaves were falling, puddles reflected the blue sky, and the running beasts would occasionally stiffen their bodies and then quickly flee.
But in her eyes with her clairvoyance, the scene was not as peaceful as it appeared on the surface.
Two dense balls of black threads entangled back and forth quickly shuttled through the dense forest. Most of them extended to an infinitely far position, and a few shot towards the woman, as if they could be grasped at will.
But she dared not touch the "spiritual thread" between the two demigods no matter what.
She decisively turned her gaze and glanced at the gradually dissipating black flames on the other side of Bayam City. A trace of worry flashed in her purple eyes. She tightened the dark brown book in her hand and continued running towards the distant cliff.
But the next second, her body paused, and a translucent human figure suddenly appeared beside her.
The figure quickly turned real, throwing away his hat, and "Hermann" with a wrinkled windbreaker appeared on the grass at the edge of the dense forest.
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