Chapter 572 A part of the ceremony
After two rounds of bombardment, the "Queen Anne's Revenge" seemed to fall into a brief firepower vacuum. At this time, its hull outlined in dark green completely sailed out of the spiritual world and ran aground on the beach with its side facing the enemy.
But judging from the mud and sand accumulated on its bow, it is not difficult for it to get rid of this state with its power. It actively rushes to the beach just to have a better shooting angle.
The smoke and golden afterglow in the air dissipated, and the remaining parts of the black giant hand that had been continuously bombarded by artillery were revealed.
Countless holes deep enough to reveal the bone were blasted across its surface. Some of the attacks even penetrated the arm, which was over ten meters long. The black granulations in the wounds kept wriggling, but it was temporarily unable to reconnect. The skull and bulging eyeballs on the arm's surface were completely wiped out in the explosion, leaving only bruised skin that was still dripping with mucus.
Despite being severely injured, it still remained steadily suspended in the air, its five fingers clenched tightly, as if its intact body hidden in the spiritual world still had the strength to fight.
But above it, the two-headed messenger Renette had already determined friend or foe based on the previous attack, and continued to fly down, with the other two heads in her hands opening their mouths wide and rushing straight towards the giant black hand.
Now that another angel has arrived, her strategy of holding back the enemy is no longer applicable. Now, it’s time for her to strike back!
Thinking of this, the eight blood-red eyes of the mysterious messenger couldn't help but reveal a strange emotion.
Under the hands of one man, the huge black warship was fully formed, leaving the spiritual world and entering reality. The cannons on the deck were raised to the sky, loading themselves without any control, aiming at the black giant hand, and were about to launch the next round of bombardment like golden rain.
Suddenly, the five fingers of the giant black hand suspended in the air opened, and a crack as wide as the palm appeared in the skin of the palm. In the crack, an eye filled with endless evil thoughts opened and looked down.
Its gaze lingered for a moment on Klein, who was holding up Grossel's Travels, and on Angel, who subconsciously looked away even with the angel's protection. Finally, it looked at the Queen Anne's Revenge, which had ruined its plans.
On the black deck, Anne, wearing a simple white dress with flowing black hair, held her head high and stared back with her golden eyes without fear.
At this moment, time and space seemed to stand still.
Swish, the huge eyes closed, and the black giant hand with five fingers folded again turned around without hesitation and flew towards the top of the cliff.
It withstood the roars and bites from Renette's two heads, flew back to the top of the cliff, grabbed the unconscious "Rose School" demigod Jax who was lying on the ground, and then, like an invisible giant retracting its arms, floated upside down into the sky and gradually disappeared into the slightly dim clouds.
From beginning to end, it did not even glance at Zatwin on the beach.
Anne Gustav withdrew her gaze from the sky, and the cannons on the deck lowered their muzzles, no longer in the tense state of being ready to fire.
She could feel that the giant hand possessed strength no less than an angel, perhaps even exceeding Sequence 2. However, because its original body had not had time to cross the vast distance and descend here, it could only use some method to transfer part of its power, and thus the strength it displayed was actually inferior to hers.
The other party retreated only because the purpose of this trip could not be achieved, not because he was afraid of her entanglement.
Even if I enter the spirit world to track him down, I may not be able to win the next battle...
In the sky, Renette Tinicole, whose four heads returned to her hands and whose body returned to normal size, had similar thoughts, did not enter the spirit world to track down the black giant hand that took away the demigod of the "Rose School".
She looked at the girl in the white dress on the dark deck, and seemed to recognize the angel, but the eight blood-red gazes only stayed for a moment before they all focused on Zatwin on the beach.
Surrounded by all kinds of gazes, the ragged demigod who had bad luck today swallowed his saliva involuntarily.
He suddenly discovered that the situation on the battlefield seemed to have reversed in an instant.
Angel and Klein also made the same discovery. They looked at the demigod of the "Rose School" who had been chasing them all the way without any fear in their eyes. Instead, they looked at him with scrutiny and evaluation.
Especially Angel, a thought suddenly popped up in her mind that she had never thought about before, nor dared to think about:
Can this demigod, having already digested the "Pain" potion and gathered the ingredients for the "Despair" potion, serve as his own ascension ceremony?
This was a "complete" demigod, unlike the out-of-control Nightwatchman deep in the mines of Pala Island, and unlike the "King of the North" in "Groselle's Travels" who possessed some demigod abilities. This was a true, lively High-Sequence Beyonder!
Her eyes gradually became filled with murderous intent.
“Pah.”
Behind Angel, Klein snapped his fingers, and a ball of bright yellow flame shot up beside Zatwin. The next moment, the flames exploded, and Angel jumped out of it. He condensed a giant sword made of flames and lava in his hands and slashed at Zatwin's head.
"Apostle of Desire", "Sword of Magma"!
Zatvin's pupils shrank slightly. He was fully prepared to guard against attacks from the Queen Anne's Revenge and the Headless Messenger, looking for an opportunity to escape or even surrender. However, he didn't expect that the first to attack was a Sequence 5 who had just been fleeing from his men, unable to fight back!
His light brown eyes flashed with determination and he raised his hands.
Then it quickly "mirror-like flashed" to a puddle of water in the distance on the beach.
If Zatvin still harbored hope when the terrifying black battleship had just appeared and had not yet launched an attack, he would now be absolutely certain that the angel, who was surrounded by a majestic aura and made people dare not look directly at him, was the "Arbitrator" who had previously bestowed blessings remotely and "forbidden possession" and was an extraordinary person of the "Path".
With the help of an angel, let alone a Sequence 5, even if a Sequence 7 raised a butcher knife in front of him, he would have no choice but to run for his life!
"Lord Suea...why didn't he take me with him?"
At this moment, in addition to the thought of escaping, Zatvin also felt a trace of despair and resentment towards the leader of the "Rose School".
He glanced at the puddle farther away and was about to activate "Mirror Flash" again to escape from here.
A demigod wanted to escape, but not many could stay...
His spirituality surged, and his figure flashed, but he stayed in the same place without changing position.
My... "Mirror Flash" is not working?
Zatvin suddenly realized something. He first looked at his left palm, which was wearing the "Parasite" glove, and found that the black glove had disappeared, revealing the light brown skin underneath. Then he looked back and was not surprised to see the glove appear on the right hand of "German Sparrow" who was chasing him. He had just lowered his raised right hand, and the glove was flashing with a dim light that had not yet completely faded.
His "mirror flash" was stolen.
…
Putting down his gloved right hand, Angel was surprised to find that he had successfully stolen the other party's important ability to escape, "Mirror Flash".
Although she was not sure about the specific potion sequence represented by this glove, before Klein used the "Spark" glove to steal the contamination of the "Puppet Master" characteristics, she also understood the usage and limitations of this type of item. She also saw the "Dream Thief" Mobet use his abilities in the battle with the "King of the North".
So after putting on the magical item she had picked up on the beach and which had left the other person's hand on its own, she immediately used "Steal" on Zatwin in the distance, and with the help of her understanding of the enemy and some luck, she chose the one she needed most.
In the next 2 hours, she can jump between any "mirrors" around her that can reflect her figure as if she were using her own abilities. This ability is not as life-saving as the "mirror substitute", but it has a shorter usage interval and a longer distance, making it more helpful in combat.
As the "victim", Zatvin will lose this ability within a maximum of 12 hours. Of course, the sequence level will affect the length of this time, but no matter what, he will not have the opportunity to use "Mirror Flash" in this battle.
Previously, the "betrayal" sealed glove had taken away his ability to "ghost" and now he had lost his only way to escape through the mirror flash. Zatwin had no way to leave the beach quickly.
As if recognizing his fate, the demigod of the "Rose School" slowly turned around, a serious expression on his thin cheeks and a firm gaze in his sunken eye sockets.
Since I can't escape, let this overconfident guy pay the price...
Moreover, he had already discovered that Renette Tinicole, who was floating in the sky, and the "Arbitrator" angel standing on the boat did not seem to have any intention of coming forward to help.
If I only deal with her, maybe I still have a chance of survival?
He felt a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair.
In front of Zatwin, Angel, who had changed back to his original appearance and was wearing ill-fitting clothes, held the "Good Luck" pistol in one hand and the Magma Sword in the other. His figure disappeared in an instant, and then he came behind the opponent through "mirror jump" and slashed with a sword.
Zatwin, who was well prepared, had his limbs muscles swelled and his skin hardened. He used the strength of a zombie to block Angel's right hand holding the magma sword with one hand, causing the giant sword to fly into the sky. With the other hand, he condensed the power of corrosion and punched. At the same time, the strong cold air under his feet rushed in all directions, immediately freezing the large and small puddles on the beach into hard ice.
In the cold air, Angel's body stagnated and she was immediately hit in the abdomen by Zatwin. The dark green poison immediately spread throughout her body, corroding her into a black wooden stick less than 20 cm long.
Angel, who had dodged the attack using a stand, appeared from behind Zatwin, raised the "Good Luck" pistol in his left hand, casually aimed at the opponent's waist and abdomen, and was about to pull the trigger.
There is only one bullet left in the revolver. As long as the "disintegration ray" hits the opponent's body, the power of "disaster" can kill him instantly without aiming at the vital points.
In order to ensure the power, she even opened the hammer in advance, wanting to use a "lucky shot" to amplify the power of the bullet!
Targeted by the black muzzle of the gun, Zatvin's spiritual sense reminded him like crazy. The "zombie-like" demigod pushed away Angel's left hand holding the revolver with a speed that surprised even himself. At the same time, he made a move that surprised Angel immensely -
He then took off the black glove on her right hand!
This is his real purpose, his real escape route!
After receiving the black "Parasite" gloves, Zatvin put them back on his hands without any hesitation. This glove, designed to be used on both hands, seemed to have lost the idea of "betrayal" at this moment. It fit tightly against his skin and felt warm, like another layer of human skin, completely different from the usual coldness.
Completely different?
Zatvin's heart tightened, and he immediately used his own "Mirror Flash" stored in the "Parasite" gloves, but found that nothing happened.
On the contrary, countless extraordinary abilities that can be used skillfully appeared in his mind.
"Spiritual Piercing", "Dirty Words", "Lava Fireball", "Distortion", "Bribery"...
All kinds of strange and practical abilities flashed through his mind one by one, except for the "mirror flash" that he needed most.
The last thing that remained in Zatvin's mind was a magical item he had memorized when he read the enemy's information before the battle.
"Creeping hunger..."
This Hermann... no, Angelica Sage, she deliberately used her right hand to steal my ability. In fact, she wore "Parasite" on her left hand, and wore "Creeping Hunger", which can disguise its appearance, on her right hand?
Did she guess that I was going to grab the gloves and run away?
Thoughts flashed through his mind. Facing Angel's raised pistol, Zatvin, who had no ability to escape, opened his mouth and let out a roar filled with despair:
“…”
His final scream, which could pierce eardrums and harm spirits, was silenced by the silent cry of a blond, red-eyed head that suddenly appeared beside him.
At the same time, a gray light mixed with dark red pierced through his chest and shot out hundreds of meters away, like a slender sharp blade, sinking into the cliff wall.
…
Looking at the demigod kneeling on the ground in front of him, with his robe hanging on his body like a strip of cloth, and the only intact item on his body was the "Creeping Hunger" he had just snatched away, Angel breathed a sigh of relief. While feeling relieved, he also felt a little sorry for him.
He suffered repeated betrayal from the Sealed Artifacts, repeatedly held back due to the need to capture himself and Klein alive, and missed his chance to escape due to various misfortunes. Finally, he was abandoned by his superiors in front of an angel and a demigod. He racked his brains to think of a way to escape, but he was deceived by himself...
Due to various unfavorable factors, this demigod could not even display half of his strength and fell under the damage of the "disintegration ray".
Of course, I also paid a heavy price...
Looking at the "Good Luck" revolver on the ground, which was already half-melted and slowly emitting extraordinary properties, Angel didn't care about his 3,300 pounds. He quickly took out containers filled with various extraordinary materials from his pocket, pulled them with invisible silk threads, wrapped them with the spreading spirituality, floated and merged beside him, and finally put them into a small glass bottle.
There was no earth-shaking movement, no dazzling light, and these materials worth tens of thousands of pounds merged together between Angel and Zatwin, forming a small bottle of blood-red liquid.
This is the "despair" potion.
Zatvin, who barely managed to open his eyes, stared blankly at the scene, feeling his thoughts becoming increasingly rigid and sluggish. The area on his chest that was hit by the "disintegration ray" began to disintegrate from the inside out into wisps of gray dust, like a thousand-year-old corpse, and was carried away by the breeze blowing from the sea to the beach.
“She… is taking a potion?
"That angel and his giant ship didn't attack directly, and the traitor Reinette only provided necessary assistance. Is this because they need to fulfill some kind of ritual, a ritual for advancement to Sequence 4?
"I, no, this entire attack, was just part of her ritual?"
As if he had guessed something, Zatvin's eyes became more desperate, but the state of collapse had spread to his chest and abdomen. With no strength in his limbs, he could only watch as Angel took the prepared potion, put it to his mouth, raised his head and drank it all.
No, I'm not desperate at all...
Trying hard to convince himself, Zatvin closed his eyes in cold despair.
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