Chapter 532 One After Another
At this moment, Angel felt that even the sunlight shining into the room from the porthole had dimmed a little. The half-length mirror hanging on the wall beside him became pitch black, and his own figure inside was shaking strangely.
It seems that my "waking up" is just a part of the dream.
Fortunately, the "Secret Holy Emblem" on the wrist did not react at all, just like an ordinary black disc hanging on a silver chain.
After a moment of change, the bright, even dazzling sunlight returned outside the window. Angel's figure in the mirror also looked over here in confusion, with a calm expression and clear eyes.
"I am indeed on the 'Future' in reality now. Did this fragment of mirror 'come back' with me?"
Angel muttered to himself as he stroked the smooth but non-reflective surface of the fragment.
According to the "Mysterious Queen", I must have entered a strange dream independent of the Future, and was attacked by the "mirror" in the dream... Bernadette's dream was a library, the dreams of the other people on the Future seemed to be outside the Black Monastery, and Anderson's dream was a mural of the "Tail-Eater" Ouroboros. So, whose dream was the "mirror" dream?
Angel took out the magic mirror that was still in his arms and was not broken, and tried to perform a magic mirror divination on the fragment.
"Mirror, mirror, tell me the origin of this fragment."
The hazy scene shrouded in fog was pitch black. Just when Angel thought that the divination had failed as expected, a familiar figure appeared in the darkness.
That's herself.
No, to be precise, it is her "mirror image". The bracelet and ring are worn on the left hand, and the "knight bracelet" is on the right wrist. The "person in the mirror" has his eyes closed, bent over and knees, with his hands around his shoulders, curled up and sleeping.
Soon, the still image disappeared, and the mirror reflected Angel's haggard face again.
The spiritual energy was over-consumed... She was startled, then she remembered that her condition was not good. Although she had shattered her "malice" and "pain" in the dream and was able to complete the digestion of the potion in the opportunity of unity of body and mind, it did not mean that she could ignore the almost exhausted spiritual energy and the possibility of losing control.
After putting the mirror fragments into a storage box that was isolated from spirituality, Angel lay back on the bed with his clothes on. He closed his eyes, entered a dual state of meditation and sleep, and began to recover his strength.
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After an unknown amount of dreamless sleep, Angel woke up and was satisfied to find that all the symptoms caused by spiritual exhaustion, such as headaches and dizziness, had disappeared, and he even felt refreshed.
Her spirituality has returned, and the talismans and ammunition have not been consumed. Fighting in a dream really saves money... She thought happily, took out the "disaster" talisman that turned into a blank, came to the table, found the tools, and "replenished" it with blood, restoring its function.
This consumes much less spiritual energy than making a new one.
Of course, if I had more time, remaking one would undoubtedly be even better, but right now, there are more important things to deal with...
Cuckoo.
Her stomach made a low growl.
"I was actually woken up by hunger..."
Muttering to himself, Angel stood up from the table and subconsciously looked out the window, but found that the sky was always at noon and he couldn't tell how much time had passed. He had to open his pocket watch to confirm that he had slept for a full 2 hours.
It’s dinner time!
Angel smacked his lips excitedly, left the room, and walked through the corridor to the restaurant, only to find that the restaurant, which should have been bustling, was empty. Even the pirate who served as the chef was nowhere to be seen, leaving only an empty long table and chairs.
It’s fine if the person is not here, but why is the food not here too?
Feeling something was wrong, she immediately turned around, walked out of the cabin and came to the deck.
Most of the pirates were gathered in the middle of the deck. Some of them looked at the gun mounts in shock, while others kept stomping on the ground and quickly jumping up. The boatswain Nina was grabbing the collar of the "toxin expert" Frank, and her tall body almost lifted him off the ground.
"Get rid of those damn gadgets of yours!
"Don't you think my breasts are big enough?"
What?
Angel seemed to have heard some lewd words. She looked at Klein standing beside her in a daze, and found that the latter had a serious face and did not find the conversation between them funny at all.
"What's going on?"
she asked quietly.
"The 'little thing' that Frank mentioned earlier that can make bulls produce milk has leaked from the laboratory and is multiplying..."
As if to verify his words, a cast iron cannon on the side of the ship made a puff sound and spit out a stream of milky white liquid from the muzzle, scaring the pirate next to it so much that he staggered and fell backwards.
He also sprayed a liquid resembling milk from the place where he supported himself on the deck, covering the unfortunate pirate's body and face.
"Milk! All milk!"
He shouted and was pulled up by another pirate and ran as far as he could.
"...The entire 'Future' is infected."
Klein finally uttered the second half of his sentence.
Angel felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over him from head to toe. The chill spread to his heart, and even hunger was forgotten.
"What about humans? Can humans be infected too?"
She finally understood why Nina was so excited. In an instant, she felt her body start to itch, as if something was about to erupt like a cannon at any time.
"I don't know, but I think it's very likely."
Klein's mouth twitched as he opened his palm. Angel saw a tin talisman in his palm and immediately understood what he was thinking.
She immediately switched the "Rose Necklace" to the soul of the Wind-Blessed One, controlled the strong wind, lifted her feet, left the deck of the "Future", and surrounded herself with a wind wall that blocked most of the air.
Whether it's contact or airborne, we have to be on guard... She thought, watching the pirates below running around, avoiding the milk fountain, and watching Frank take out another powder he had researched, sprinkle it on the deck, and use lush vines to absorb the nutrients of the "milk", thus preliminarily solving the problem.
But before she could land back on the deck, the vines began to grow uncontrollably again, quickly surpassing the superstructure of the "Future" and showing a tendency to extend towards the higher masts and Angel and Klein in the sky. Crimson flowers grew at their tips, looking extremely evil in such a scene.
Out of control again? This isn't right... Angel initially thought that Frank, the "toxin expert," was a Beyonder who, while crazy, had decent "professional skills." However, the various accidents that occurred before her eyes made her doubt her opinion.
"Frank, stop all your attempts. This sea area may still contain the breath of the Earth Mother!"
Amplified cries of "Admiral of the Stars" echoed from all over the ship, stopping Frank as he pulled out another powder.
Following Cattleya's voice, runes on various parts of the Future's deck lit up continuously, and a wisp of almost transparent flame burst out from the window of the captain's room, immediately igniting the vines that almost covered the window, burning it to ashes.
"Bang." The window was pushed open from the inside, and Cattleya, dressed in a black robe, poked her head out.
The transparent flame did not stop after burning the vine. It spread rapidly, passing over the deck and mast, burning all the wildly growing plants, but bypassing the terrified pirates.
In less than a minute, the plants that grew under the breath of Mother Earth turned to ashes.
At this time, Angel discovered that the pirate who had just run away alone to avoid the milk fountain had been tightly tied up by several vines. His body was full of holes, and his skin and cheeks were dry as if they had been sucked dry. He had long lost his life.
It seems that the Mother Goddess of Earth did not favor him, or rather, favored him too much... Angel watched this scene silently.
Frank walked forward in a daze, his hands slightly stretched forward, unable to accept that the plants he had carefully cultivated had killed his companions on the ship.
"careful!"
Angel, who was looking down from above, caught a glimpse of a thick black mass appearing on the sea surface to the left of the "Future" from the corner of his eye, and immediately shouted to alert the pirates below.
The next second, black surged out from the sea surface, and a mass of wriggling flesh swooped down towards the port side of the "Future", covering the place where Frank was standing with a loud bang.
It was a giant hand made up of countless human and animal corpses!
Frank...
Angel's eyes widened slightly, unable to believe that the first mate of the Future was beaten into a pulp right in front of him.
But she soon noticed that there were two figures falling next to the giant hand. One of them was Frank in overalls, and the other was the "strongest hunter" Anderson who was allowed to board the ship temporarily.
The latter pushed Frank out of the attack range at the last moment, raised his head, and was about to show off as usual, when he suddenly found that a giant hand made up of countless rotten corpses behind him was spewing out wisps of yellow-green gas from the gaps everywhere.
"Cough, cough!"
Anderson and Frank, who were closest to the giant hand, immediately started coughing in the gas, followed by the other pirates on the deck. Angel was floating in the air, blocked by the wind wall, so she couldn't smell the odor for the time being, but the gas had blocked her sight, making her unable to see the situation below.
And the danger doesn't end there.
The giant hand pressed down slightly with the sound of breaking wood boards. With this force, the thick arms and even larger body at the back were pulled out of the sea.
It was a giant that was over twenty meters tall. Its body and arms were also made up of the corpses of various monsters whose original forms could not be identified, as well as human corpses sandwiched between them. The rotten flesh was squeezed together, layer upon layer, supporting the giant's huge head with only one eye.
As the giant pulled itself out of the water and clung to the side of the "Future", more yellow-green mist poured out from all parts of its body, not only continuing to cover other parts of the deck, but even surging into the surrounding sea, as if to turn the entire ocean into a place of death.
"Wind Control!"
Seeing this, Angel immediately used the power of the Wind Blesser, causing a violent whirlwind to surge from his palms and blow vertically towards the deck below.
call--
Starting from the position under her feet, a cyclone mixed with yellow-green gas continued to grow and expand, as if an invisible stirring rod had stirred out a vortex with a diameter of tens of meters.
And in its center, in the "eye of the storm", the yellow-green poisonous fog had been sucked away by the rapidly rotating wind, revealing the deck below and the pirates who were coughing and gasping.
Taking this opportunity, the "Admiral of the Stars" once again activated the runes of the "Future", causing the deck and the side of the ship to light up one after another. Those lights merged with each other, as if turning into stars, and quickly formed a transparent shield around the ship.
The hurricane created by Angel lasted only ten seconds before slowly dissipating, but the dispersed yellow-green gas could not break through this barrier. The pirates on the deck were able to breathe fresh air, and the various poisoning symptoms were quickly relieved.
Angel breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Klein, who was still floating beside him, staggering from the hurricane.
The latter was not paying attention to the deck below, but looking into the distance with a serious face.
"I'm afraid we're in big trouble."
He said softly.
Following the line of sight, Angel looked over there.
A sailboat about the same length as the "Future" was coming quickly from the distance, but its exterior was black with green, and it looked like it was moldy.
A dark tulip was painted on its pale mainsail.
"The Black Tulip...it's 'Admiral of Hell' Ludwell, and his flagship, the 'Black Tulip'!"
Below, Anderson, who had just escaped the yellow-green fog, also saw with his extraordinary vision the sailboat that was obviously running towards this side with ill intentions, and cried out in surprise.
Hearing the cry of the "strongest hunter", Angel's mind was filled with another thought:
"There's the lingering aura of the 'Mother Earth', the corpse giant releasing poisonous mist, and now the 'Admiral of Hell' has joined in the fun. Could this all be caused by you, the unlucky wretch who messed with the 'Tail Devourer' Ouroboros?"
She now finally understood how Anderson's annihilated treasure hunting team felt.
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