When he put down the copper whistle, Klein had already activated his spiritual vision.

He saw the illusory white bones on the ground being thrown up weakly and slowly forming a huge body. If the previous scene was like a fantasy version of a fountain, then the current one was just an ordinary faucet turned upside down.

The corners of Klein's mouth twitched slightly, pretending that he didn't notice anything unusual.

After several seconds, the skeleton messenger was finally pieced together. Its nearly four-meter-tall body once again pierced through the ceiling, and the dark flames in its eye sockets burned quietly.

Klein folded the letter he had written earlier neatly and threw it upwards.

In the letter, he described in detail the relationship between the wealthy businessman Jimmy Neck, the Death God Documents unearthed in the tomb of the Balam Empire in the southern continent, "Vice Admiral Hurricane" Zilingos and "Vice Admiral Disease" Tracy, and mentioned that he had completed an infiltration. Although the assassination failed, he left behind a prop that could be used to determine the location of the Black Death.

Of course, he did not elaborate on how he infiltrated, but only roughly restored the fighting skills and style of "Lieutenant General Disease" Tracy.

After the messenger was able to slap the adult human's hand away and catch the letter, Klein coughed, cleared his throat and said:

"I already have my own messenger."

The dark flames in the eye sockets of the Skeleton Messenger jumped twice, and his body suddenly collapsed, falling like a waterfall and drilling into the wooden floor.

Now you don't have to be afraid of becoming my messenger, right? Do you hate me so much? Well... these messengers from the underworld must be reluctant to part with Mr. Azik. After all, he is the direct descendant of the god of death. Maybe there is no generation gap. They just cling to his thighs. I understand! Klein was about to pack up and check out when his nose suddenly itched and he sneezed.

A-choo! A-choo! Cough cough cough!

He had a runny nose and a cough, and his forehead was slowly but surely heating up.

Miserable. The disease of Vice Admiral Disease is still lingering in my body, and I rushed back to Bayam in the cold wind of about 10 degrees Celsius. This time I am really sick... Klein blew his nose with cheap toilet paper and wondered whether he should summon himself and move in the spirit state to let his physical body heal itself.

After serious consideration, he believed that this was not feasible. First, the physical condition would obviously affect the spiritual state, and there was a close and strange connection between the two. Second, if he ignored it, his physical condition would inevitably deteriorate.

I'm a little confused because of the fever... Klein touched his forehead and prepared to go back to the "Azure Wind" Hotel to meet up with Danitz, and then consider whether to go to the hospital or clinic to buy some medicine.

…………

Silver City, Berg's house.

Derrick finally got the fruit of the glorious spirit tree promised by the "Hermit" lady and concocted the "Sun Priest" potion.

It was golden in color and scalding hot. When Derrick drank it in one gulp, his throat felt like it was burning.

His eyes suddenly lit up, becoming brighter and brighter, as if there were two miniature suns hidden inside.

Circles of bright light shone from his body, and visible black spots appeared on his exposed skin.

At the same time, his hair was growing longer, and seemed to turn into feathers wrapped in golden flames.

When Derrick knew about Sequence 7, taking the potion would cause similar changes. He was not terrified or panicked. He gritted his teeth and repeatedly recalled the pain of killing his parents with his own hands and the hope that burst out from the bottom of his heart after meeting Mr. Fool. He persevered in the situation that seemed to be on the verge of losing control.

After a long time, all his abnormalities were gradually calmed down, but the breath he exhaled was still mixed with the warmth of the sun.

He felt that his physical condition had been further strengthened and he had a considerable resistance to disease and harsh environment.

But this is not the point. Derrick prefers the divine knowledge that fills his mind.

They include "Fire of Light", "Immunity to Fear", "Sacred Oath", "Purifying Slash", "Solar Aura", "Call upon Holy Light", "Create Holy Water", and so on and so forth.

Derrick paced back and forth in joy, feeling that these divine-like spells were really suitable for dealing with the evil monsters hiding in the depths of darkness.

He did not hide anything and went straight to the Twin Towers to register his promotion information.

In this way, after the initial review, he will be qualified to serve as the captain of the patrol team and will have access to more information about the City of Silver.

This included the method that Mr. World wanted to use to remove the spiritual pollution in the Beyonder characteristics... While answering the various questions from the registration staff, Derrick couldn't help but think of the promise he had never fulfilled.

Owing things to others always made him feel uneasy and uncomfortable, but now, he finally saw the dawn of regaining peace.

…………

Inside the Fragrant Leaf Bar, Mithor King, the Trickster, held a glass of red wine and sat opposite the old man, Ozil, the Giant Warrior. He crossed his right leg and asked slowly:

"Have you found out the details?"

He accepted the arrangement of Captain "Vice Admiral Disease" Tracy and returned to Bayam to investigate the problem of the fake Elaine. To this end, he found Ozil, who had helped him issue the task. He could not go directly to the rebels to ask, because there was a high probability that the other party had a cooperative relationship with the fake Elaine. There was no difference between going to the door to question and going directly to the Governor's Mansion to exchange his head for a reward.

Ozil pulled up a chair and sat down:

“There’s nothing hidden over there, but I’m not sure if they’re telling the truth or a lie, you know, I like fists more than thinking.

"They said that Elaine was sent by 'Flame' Danitz. He represented the will of 'Vice Admiral Iceberg' and hoped to establish a cooperative relationship with the rebels and provide them with certain assistance. Elaine was expressing goodwill."

“‘Flame’ Danitz? ‘Vice Admiral Iceberg’…” Misor chewed over the two names, his expression slowly becoming solemn.

He leaned back in his chair, his brows furrowed a little.

As the former subordinate captain of "Vice Admiral Hurricane" and the current third mate of "Vice Admiral Disease"'s flagship, he is no stranger to the other pirate generals. He knows that "Vice Admiral Iceberg" is powerful and has a rich collection. He is able to fight against other pirate generals with only one ship and not many subordinates. In terms of combat effectiveness alone, he may be stronger than his two predecessors. But the problem is that "Vice Admiral Iceberg" seldom gets involved in fights between pirates. He is known for collecting information, exploring the unknown, and searching for treasure. He is more like an adventurer than a pirate.

Why did she suddenly want to assassinate the captain? This was not in line with her character... She had been harmed once before by the "Blood Admiral" with rumors, and she should be concentrating on revenge against him... Misor took a sip of red wine and raised his other hand to rub his forehead.

He stopped thinking about Vice Admiral Iceberg for the time being and turned his attention back to Danitz the Blazing Flame.

As he recalled carefully, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he found that the familiar fourth boatswain of the "Golden Dream" really had some problems recently.

"He set a trap and killed 'Steel' McVitie, 'Crimson Thorn' Huntley and Calm Squall. The bounty was raised to 4,200 pounds. Then, in a short period of time, he was involved in some incident and the bounty increased again by leaps and bounds to 5,500 pounds. This has exceeded my bounty..." Misor muttered to himself. The figure of 'Flame' Danitz unconsciously appeared in front of him. He felt that the other party had become mysterious and terrifying.

"He got promoted? Or got a great benefit from something?" Misor moved his waist, leaned forward and put down the wine glass.

He whispered solemnly:

“I originally thought his bounty increase was a joke.

"The facts now tell me that 'Flame' Danitz is a pirate worthy of a 5,500-pound bounty!"

Misor raised his head suddenly and said to the "Giant Warrior" Ozil:

"Help me collect information about 'Flame', the most recent ones!"

…………

"Blue Wind" Hotel, in the luxury suite.

Danitz opened the door and saw that it was Gehrman Sparrow. He looked around vigilantly before making way for him.

"How was it? Was the hunt successful?" he asked curiously and excitedly after the door was closed.

Vice Admiral Disease is a famous beauty. When I saw her before, she was more attractive than I thought. If she died like this, it would be a bit of a waste. She should be locked up and imprisoned forever, life imprisonment... Bah, can she be as beautiful as the captain? There are many people like this in the Red Theater! Danitz thought with a rather contradictory look.

Klein clenched his fist, put it in front of his mouth, and coughed violently twice.

"Almost." After calming down, he responded coldly.

“What a pity…” Danitz sighed.

What he was thinking was:

This madman Gehrman Sparrow is really strong!

Sneaking into the Black Death and assassinating Vice Admiral Disease was only a step away from success, and even if it failed, he could return safely with almost no damage!

You know, the reason why each pirate general is famous throughout the five seas and second only to the Four Kings is not only because they are strong themselves, but also because they represent a team and a force with a large number of extraordinary people under their command. They were able to escape from the Black Death after the assassination failed, which was enough to show that Gehrman Sparrow was no worse than any other pirate general!

“Is ‘Creeping Hunger’ really that powerful? No, if it were me, even with ‘Creeping Hunger’, I wouldn’t be able to do something like that…” Danitz felt more and more that his decision not to try to resist when facing Gehrman Sparrow was really wise.

Klein coughed twice again and prepared to ask Danitz to go to the hospital to buy him some medicine.

He immediately thought that the source of his illness was somewhat complicated. If he didn't let the doctor examine him carefully, the prescribed medicine might not be effective, even though Emperor Roselle had invented many practical medicines in advance.

If it weren’t for the inability to use the gray fog to establish a remote diagnosis and treatment system, I would have wanted Emlyn White to treat me and get me some medicine… Klein went to the bathroom to wash himself, changed into his original clothes, and burned the one from the fisherman.

Seeing him come out, Danitz walked over with a paper bag in hand, saying with a flattering smile:

"This is the 700 pounds of bounty I received."

At this moment, he and Klein heard someone knocking on the door at the same time. The visitor was Captain Ireland.

The captain flashed into the house, took a deep look at Gehrman Sparrow, and said in a low voice:

“I was about to return to Pridsport, but then I received another message.

"It seems something big happened over at Bansi Harbor."