Chapter 534 Can I keep half?
"Poison, poison?"
Frank didn't dare to use those "tillage" methods due to the power of the Mother Earth. He was worried that he would be affected by the aura left there, which would only aggravate the chaos on his side. Therefore, he could only take out the poisons he usually made and sprinkle them on the black monsters that were attacking madly. The battle process was extremely embarrassing.
He was stunned for a moment after hearing Angel's words before mumbling a response.
"Yes, the most toxic kind, made from viable bacteria."
Angel added to his request, looking into the distance. The "Black Tulip" was rapidly approaching the "Future", crossing the ship at a very close distance, and aiming the guns again.
At the same time, the blue sea between the two sailboats quickly turned dark, as if the area between them had become an area that could not be illuminated by the omnipresent scorching sun.
In this dark space, hideous, bizarre, translucent shadows and resentful spirits emerged from the sky and looked over here; on the sea, rotten zombies floated, flapping their wings and causing the sea water to gradually boil.
Then, these undead creatures charged towards the "Future" like a tide.
"boom--"
Continuous artillery fire rang out, and the second round of salvos from the "Black Tulip" arrived first, as if paving the way for the undead army, and dropped countless shells on the "Future".
Anderson, who had kicked away the black monster burning with scorching flames, saw this and hurriedly crawled to the side of the ship, threw away the black dagger, stretched out his right hand, and pointed five fingers forward.
Orange flames burst out from his fingertips and quickly condensed into firebirds. This was an ability that Angel had seen in Ms. D before, but compared to the shepherd who grazed the "arsonist", the "reaper"'s ability to control these firebirds was obviously a level higher. They drew dazzling arcs in the air, facing the whistling shells and detonating them with precise impacts.
Boom, boom.
The dark sea between the two sailboats was illuminated by flames that kept emerging and extinguishing, making the eyes of countless resentful souls and zombies staring at the "Future" light up like hungry wolves.
The next second, these "hungry wolves" froze in place, and then looked in the direction they came from, towards the deck of the "Black Tulip".
There, an antique copper whistle bounced on the wooden board, rolled twice, and stopped moving.
Boom——
The dense sound of footsteps was heard. The skeletons and zombies operating the artillery and loading the shells on the "Black Tulip", and the shadows and resentful souls hovering between the two ships, rushed towards the copper whistle that exuded a fatal attraction as if they had seen the only true love of their life.
In less than ten seconds, Ludville, the "Admiral of Hell" who was originally surrounded by countless undead creatures, became a commander without troops.
With a snap, his feet landed on the ground. Klein held down his baseball cap with one hand and put the other hand in his pocket, holding a few talismans, and came in front of Ludwell.
call--
After intercepting a round of artillery shells, Anderson, who was wiping the sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief.
"This crazy adventurer... I thought he was going there to die. Turns out there's this method..."
He muttered, looking back at the deck of the Future. Frank, the "Toxin Expert," was handing an extremely thin glass test tube to Angel, who took it and confirmed again:
"Can it deal with these black monsters?"
"Of course you can, but it has to be injected into the body to be effective, so I haven't... do you want to use that method?"
Frank was halfway through his explanation when he suddenly came to his senses, his eyes lit up, and he asked back.
Angel didn't answer, but raised the test tube and looked at the liquid inside, which seemed to be emitting a pale green light. His spirituality spread from his fingertips, wrapping around the test tube. He was satisfied to find that this toxin could be spread through "disease".
Without hesitation, she crushed the test tube, allowing the liquid to disperse in her palm, and then enter her body and blood through the skin cut by the glass.
Instantly, she felt a sharp pain in her right hand, followed by numbness and itching, as if ants were gnawing at her flesh, and finally, a complete numbness.
The fair skin of her right hand also quickly turned black and green, spreading from the palm to the wrist, and then to the forearm.
What a powerful poison... Angel didn't dare to delay any longer. He quickly spread his spiritual power, letting it carry the poison across the entire deck of the "Future", carefully bypassing the pirates who were struggling and resisting in the monsters' hands, and integrating into the bodies of each black monster.
If she hadn't completely digested the "pain" potion, she wouldn't dare experience the poison herself and then spread it. Even if she managed to do that by chance, she would die from the spread of the poison.
But now, having reached the pinnacle of Sequence 5, Angel was confident she could do this. Through personal experience, she quickly understood the effects of the toxin and how it could be spread through disease, inflicting the same "pain" upon every enemy.
“…”
Amidst the silent roars, the black monsters waved their limbs and pounced on every survivor. Their dark, rotten bodies emitted bursts of pale green light. They twitched, their limbs bent, hugged their broken bodies, and fell to the deck.
In less than ten seconds, the black monsters, which could quickly turn into more individuals even if they were chopped into several pieces, died silently from the "disease".
What a powerful toxin...
Anderson was speechless. He kicked the corpse of a black monster next to him and found that it was indeed dead. Then he approached Angel cautiously.
The latter was reversing the effects of the "disease" and dispelling the toxins in his body. Although this biological toxin cultivated by the "toxin expert" was extremely toxic, it was obedient to the power of the "disease" and soon dissipated on its own, allowing Angel's right arm, which had almost completely turned black, to gradually return to normal.
As the monster with the breath of Mother Earth died, the long hair of the ordinary pirates on the deck finally stopped growing. The unlucky guys who were almost choked to death by their own nose hairs also recovered with a gasp, and used both hands to pull out clumps of black hair from their nostrils and mouths.
"Everyone, take up combat positions, prepare to engage the Black Tulip!"
Still at the window of the captain's cabin, Cattleya, who had just almost single-handedly killed a third of the black monsters, continued to issue orders. The stars around her lit up one by one, activating the runes on the deck and side of the "Future", allowing the ship to quickly start and approach the flagship of the "Admiral of Hell" at high speed.
Anderson picked up his dagger, leaned against the side of the ship, and looked at the huge black and green sailboat in the distance. A bronze door emitting death energy appeared out of thin air on the deck. Countless bloody arms inside were grabbing outwards, and faces opened their huge mouths, sucking in everything nearby.
"Can that Gehrman Sparrow hold on?"
Anderson muttered to himself as he watched Klein jumping up and down, constantly using "Fire Leap" to avoid the power absorption.
He suddenly found Angel standing beside him, his face serious, and he asked:
"How far can your flaming spear fly?"
"Me? You want me to fly over there?" Anderson reacted instantly and shook his head violently. "It's too far. I can only fly half the distance at most."
"That's great."
"What?"
Anderson was surprised by the other party's reaction. He asked subconsciously, but found that his body was surrounded by countless invisible threads and then tightly entangled.
After pulling the "strongest hunter" backwards and tightening all the threads in front, Angel chuckled:
"Don't open your mouth."
"ah?"
As soon as Anderson opened his mouth and uttered a single sound, he felt his body suddenly rush forward for a distance. The silk thread was like a slingshot, catapulting him out and flying towards the "Black Tulip" at a speed that was almost impossible for others to see.
"ah----"
He shouted subconsciously, but the strong wind blew into his mouth, making him scream in a way that was not like a human voice.
When the strong wind died down, Anderson found that he had arrived in the air between the two sailboats, and had reached the farthest distance that his "Flame Spear" could fly.
This crazy woman is exactly like the crazy adventurer!
He complained, but did not delay. The burning flames on his body ignited, and he merged himself into a flaming spear, shooting it straight at the deck of the "Black Tulip".
At the same time, a flame suddenly expanded at the tail of the spear, and Angel's figure appeared from it. Under the action of gravity, he fell a few meters and then rose up again with a wave of flames and disappeared in the air.
The next second, the flaming spear suddenly pierced the illusory bronze door, stirring up a scorching shock wave that shook the door to the point of collapse. The arms and faces inside were also affected, and they retreated into the darkness behind the door in fear. The suction of the door weakened, and Klein, who was sucked into the air and could not even be held down by his hat, took this opportunity to put his feet back on the ground.
In the flames, the blond hunter Anderson held a black dagger in one hand and another incandescent fireball in the other, pointing it at "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell.
Beside him, Angel, who had jumped out of the flames again, stared at the pirate general who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack the "Future" with his purple eyes, and all kinds of information about the opponent emerged in his mind.
The leader of the seven pirate generals, with a bounty of 55,000 pounds in Loen alone;
Suspected to be connected to the "Spiritual Cult", it is said to possess a ring left by an ancient god of death;
He loves killing, but not as a hobby, but simply to send more souls into hell;
There are not many living people on the flagship "Black Tulip", and most of the work is done by his undead creatures.
The pirate general, who wore a tricorn hat, a brown coat, a white shirt, and white tights, and a silver mask covering his face, with only his eyes, mouth and nose exposed, also looked at the newly appeared enemy without saying a word. He just drew out the rapier hanging at his waist, with the tip of the sword pointing directly in the direction of Angel and Anderson.
Klein, whose peaked cap had disappeared without a trace, took a few steps, moved closer to the two reinforcements, and stood on opposite sides of the deck with the "Admiral of Hell."
He opened his mouth, but what came out of his mouth was not the Loen language, but obscure and extremely harsh words.
This is his "Spark" gloves that steal the opponent's ability, "Voice of the Dead".
As words containing power against spirits echoed on the deck, Ludwell's body became stiff, and a translucent spirit with a similar shape to his appeared on the surface.
His spirit was being pulled out of his body!
Using this as an attack signal, Anderson swung the fireball in his hand, while Angel held the bone blade and quickly approached the opponent under the pull of the silk thread.
At this moment, a black square ring on Ludwell's hand emitted a faint light. This deep light quickly covered his spirit that was almost dragged out of his body, pulling it back into his body, and his stiff body returned to normal.
call--
This ring also seemed to reactivate the bronze gate that had stopped absorbing external objects after being attacked by the flaming spear, causing it to suddenly expand to twice its original size. Countless babies' faces reappeared in the darkness inside, opening their mouths to absorb everything around them.
Whoosh, the repeatedly compressed incandescent fireball brushed against Ludville's body, turned a corner, was sucked into the gate, and disappeared silently.
The pirate general waved the black rapier in his hand and rushed towards Angel who was flying quickly.
Ping, ping, ping.
A series of metal collision sounds were heard, and within a second, the two men's weapons touched each other several times at a speed that was difficult for others to see. The black color on the rapier became dim, and a gap appeared on the edge of the "Sword of Dawn" for the first time, and small pieces of bone flew between the two men.
This was the first time Angel failed to gain the upper hand in a melee attack.
"Admiral of Hell" seemed to be even more surprised than her. He looked at the rapier in his hand with some confusion, and then another sword flower was raised. The tip of the sword made two false movements like lightning, and stabbed Angel's neck for the third time.
As he expected, the stunned blonde woman was attracted by his feint with her eyes wide open, leaving her wide open and was stabbed in the throat by the sword.
But the next moment, the figure in front of him turned into countless illusory fragments with a "crash" sound, and the real Angel figure appeared behind him, with black flames and ice spears emerging from the air.
What, she's a witch?
Ludwell's expression froze behind his silver-white mask.
I almost lost to a witch in sword fighting?
boom--
At the moment he was stunned, a thick sacred beam of light fell from the sky. Its target was not the "General of Hell" who was exposed after the attack, but the bronze door above his head that was opening wider and wider.
Klein opened his arms and embraced the scorching sun, allowing the "holy light" to quickly purify the strange arms and baby faces inside the bronze door, causing them to almost stop all movement.
Not far away, Anderson condensed another huge fireball. The flames gradually converged and soon turned from orange to incandescent. The temperature made Ludwell, who was more than ten meters away, feel hot all over.
No, it's not the heat of the flame...
Suddenly, the pirate general felt an itch in his throat and started coughing uncontrollably. What he coughed up was not phlegm, but thick blood.
At the same time, his exposed skin continued to turn darker, and violent toxins circulated in every blood vessel in his body, rapidly destroying his body functions.
She is... the Witch of Pain?
Ludwell reacted instantly.
Besides the "Admiral of the Stars", how come there are three extraordinary people of the same level on the "Future"!
After realizing this, he immediately made a decision. He suddenly opened his mouth and let out a silent scream through the silver mask.
The fireball shot out by Anderson, the talisman thrown by Klein, and Angel's frost and black flames all solidified briefly in the air, unable to move forward at all.
Ludwell suddenly took off the mask on his face. Behind it was not a human face, but a pale light. It gushed out and, combined with the gloomy light emitted by the black ring on his left hand, shot into the bronze gate.
The gate expanded again, becoming wider and taller, and its diameter soon exceeded 30 meters. Its position also changed slightly, and it came to the sea in front of the "Black Tulip".
This gate, which seems to lead to hell, is based on the sea surface, and the interior is deep and quiet.
In front of its door, the "Black Tulip" was rapidly moving inward as if pulled by an invisible force.
Ten meters, twenty meters.
In the blink of an eye, half of the ship had entered the bronze gate, and the invisible pressure emanating from the gate made the three people on the deck feel a little nervous.
If you follow me in, something bad might happen!
Anderson was the first to react. Without hesitation, he turned around and jumped directly from the side of the ship into the sea below.
Klein lit the match on the Azik Copper Whistle and used the flames to jump back to retrieve his treasure.
Angel looked unwillingly at the "Admiral of Hell" worth 55,000 pounds. The latter stood at the bow and put on the silver-white mask again. Two pale flames at the eye holes of the mask were also looking at this side. The two of them stared at each other across the entire deck.
"If you can run away from people, can you also run away from the boat?"
Angel chuckled, reached into her pocket, and pulled out the "disaster" spell that had lost its power in the dream and was reactivated by her blood.
Even a day ago, after two exhausting battles, her spirit no longer supported the use of this terrifyingly powerful talisman.
But now, she has completely digested the Sequence 5 potion and has stepped into the realm of demigod.
"Disaster."
As if saying goodbye to the "Admiral of Hell", Angel said softly, and threw out the dark red talisman, letting it roll several times on the deck and get stuck in the gap between the wooden boards.
She took a few steps back, opened her arms, jumped over the side of the boat backwards, and floated gently to the sea.
With its sails hoisted and rapidly approaching the "Future", which had all its guns loaded and was about to give the order to attack, the "Black Tulip" collapsed before entering the bronze gate. Half of its hull collapsed as if it had been decayed for thousands of years.
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