The "Black Tulip"... "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell... There are wolves in front and tigers behind... Isn't this a bit too unlucky? Klein, who was floating in the air, was the first to notice the approaching ship. He couldn't help but turn his head and look down at Anderson, who was holding a pitch-black dagger and carefully examining the monster.
Anderson looked back quickly with a puzzled look, and said while being on guard against the gray-black meat that might be ejected at any time:
"Your eyes look strange, what happened..."
Before he could finish his words, he shut up as if by reflex. Then he realized something, leaped sideways and rolled, avoiding the monster splits that made his nails grow rapidly, and quickly came to the other side of the ship.
Anderson straightened his back and stretched his neck, and suddenly hissed:
"Admiral Hell..."
This is not a kind guy. As a pirate general who is famous for his indiscriminate killings, he certainly has no psychological burden about taking advantage of other people's crises to pursue his own interests.
After weighing the pros and cons, he realized that he could use the attack of powerful monsters to kill the "Admiral of the Star" and everyone on the "Future", and after gaining extremely rich spoils, he would definitely take action!
My bad luck has not diminished, it has just changed its form, a lump sum withdrawal? Anderson's expression was distorted, and it was unclear whether he was crying or laughing.
At the same time, corresponding information emerged in Klein's mind:
The bounty for "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell in Loen alone reached 55,000 pounds!
He is an extremely powerful psychic and the one with the highest bounty among the seven pirate generals!
There are not many living pirates on his flagship, the Black Tulip, and most things are handled by the undead and spiritual creatures he commands.
He killed indiscriminately, but he had no perverted liking for killing. He was just conscientiously completing the task of sending living beings to hell.
He has a close relationship with the Spirit Cult and is said to own a ring left by the ancient god of death!
As Klein and Anderson stared at the Black Tulip, the golden brooch on the robe of Admiral of the Stars Cattleya began to emit pure, bright but not blinding sunlight.
In front of the captain's room, a blurry figure appeared and quickly lengthened.
It is filled with the ghostly atmosphere of dead silence and tranquility, yet it also exudes the warm warmth of sunshine.
This is an extremely inharmonious existence, like a vengeful spirit made up of "Holy Water of the Sun"!
Holy and weird!
This "Sun Ghost" opened its arms and flew out at an extremely exaggerated speed, hugging a gray-black piece of meat.
A sizzling sound like fat being burned was heard, and the "Sun Ghost" and the gray-black piece of meat canceled each other out and disappeared at the same time, leaving no trace behind.
The eyes of the "Admiral of the Stars" were deep purple, and his brooch was bright golden. He quickly created one "Sun Wrathful Spirit" after another outside the window of the captain's room, letting them pounce on the gray and black pieces of flesh that invaded the "Future".
At this time, "The Bloodless Man" Heath Doyle protected Frank, Nina and other sailors, using the method of swallowing and digestion to fight against the monster meat with extremely strong vitality.
The speed of the "Black Tulip" was faster than Klein expected. In just a few seconds, it entered the warning range of the "Future".
The dark sailboat with a gloomy green hue slowed down and stopped at the edge, seemingly not knowing what was happening here.
Suddenly, Klein saw an almost transparent eye appear in the air corresponding to the Future. It had pale pupils and was looking down without blinking.
This... is a psychic version of a telescope? After being stunned for a second, Klein pulled out his revolver with his right hand and aimed at the eye of the creature from the spiritual world.
At this moment, he was a little hesitant. As a crazy adventurer, Gehrman Sparrow, directly shooting was the most suitable choice for his character. However, at this time, "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell had not shown any hostility. He might be concerned about the power behind "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya and remain restrained. If he rashly killed his "telescope", the situation would inevitably become more chaotic and dangerous!
During Klein's brief hesitation, the nearly transparent phantom eye disappeared. The Black Tulip in the distance continued to move forward, becoming clearer and clearer.
On it, white skeletons, some naked and some wearing leather armor, were busy operating the sails. Pale zombies with long swords were patrolling back and forth, looking around with eyes stained with dark green flames. Ghostly shadows, resentful spirits, and various strange spiritual creatures were sometimes flying and circling, and sometimes drilled into the hull, revealing transparent faces with unclear eyebrows and eyes on the side.
In Klein's spiritual vision, there was only one living person on the Black Tulip, and that was the man dressed as the captain who was standing on the front deck and looking at this side quietly.
He wore an exaggerated tricorn hat embroidered with a white skull and feathers, a white shirt with lace, and an intricate and gorgeous brown short coat. A thin rapier was hung on the cowhide belt that fixed his white tights.
The man's face was covered with a silver-white mask, which hid his facial features and contours. The cold lines around the holes that represented the eyes, nose, and mouth were intimidating.
This is completely consistent with the image of the rumored "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell!
Where were his first mate, second mate, third mate, and boatswain? Klein was first surprised that there was only one person alive on the Black Tulip, but then he quickly felt relieved.
Just like the "Future" sent the third mate, the chief gunner and many sailors to other ships of its own pirate group, retaining only a minimum number of personnel to enter this sea area, "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell did not let his "fragile" subordinates follow him, since he could command the undead and spiritual creatures to operate the ship anyway.
At this moment, the "Black Tulip" turned obviously, and dozens of guns on the starboard side were aimed at this side.
As "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell touched the silver-white mask, rumbling sounds were heard one after another.
One shell after another flew in, and either fell into the sea before getting close, creating a wave, or jumped over and fell farther away.
This is a calibration shot!
Soon, the "Black Tulip" began its second round of bombardment.
Klein was about to activate Creeping Hunger and use the Corrupted Baron's Distortion ability to change the targets of the shells and bombard farther away, but he saw Anderson Hood raise his right hand and push forward.
Orange-yellow fire crows gathered together in an instant, circled and flew out, accurately intercepting every shell!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sky was filled with dazzling flames and flying debris, as if dozens of fireworks were being set off in succession.
I have to say that the ability of the "Arsonist" is really useful at sea, a mysterious version of the ballistic missile defense system... However, this is also because Anderson is the "Strongest Hunter" and has reached the level of Sequence 5. If it were Danitz, he would definitely not be able to intercept them one by one. He would be great if he could detonate half of them... Hey, when I use the ability of "controlling fire", I can only deal with one at a time... Klein sighed, and the "Black Tulip" stopped firing, and its speed increased again, shortening the distance with the "Future".
As it approached, the sea surface between the two huge sailboats, which was dyed with golden sunlight, quickly turned black. The black was not like ink, but more like the deepest and darkest night without moon or stars.
In this deep and dark ocean, translucent and semi-illusory hideous creatures crawled out one after another. Pale corpses stretched out their palms with rotten meat strips hanging on them. Deep red or cold flames emerged, forming pairs of eyes.
Suddenly, this place seemed to have turned into the entrance to hell. All kinds of undead creatures crowded onto the surface of the sea, charging forward one after another like a tide.
Anderson looked back at the "Sun Ghosts" that were destroying the gray-black meat. He knew that the "Admiral of the Stars" was at a critical stage in dealing with the terrifying monster. He could only hiss and look up at Gehrman Sparrow in mid-air with a bitter smile.
He was about to put his hands on the side of the ship to create a red flame that would spread outward to stop the invasion of the undead army, but he was shocked to see Gehrman Sparrow suddenly turn around and fly back to the cabin.
Ran, ran away? No way... Anderson's expression was obviously dull for a moment.
He immediately showed a grin, leaned forward quickly, stretched out his palms and pressed them on the side of the boat.
Silently, a red flame rose out of nowhere and swept forward.
At this moment, a spell suddenly fell in front of his eyes, and an ancient Hermetic word rang in his ears:
"storm!"
Eh? Anderson looked up instinctively and saw Gehrman Sparrow, wearing a round-necked shirt and a brown jacket, being swept by a gust of wind and flying rapidly towards the Black Tulip.
Is he, is he going to commit suicide? I can't understand this kind of madness... Anderson opened his mouth, confused.
Woo!
With the help of the spell and the blessing of the wind, Klein flew to the sky in front of the Black Tulip.
"Admiral of Hell" Ludwell then looked up at him, two pale flames burning quietly in the eye sockets of his silver-white mask.
The shadows, resentful spirits and spiritual creatures from the realm of death hovering on the "Black Tulip" immediately swarmed up and rushed towards the enemy.
They either opened their mouths wide and let out silent screams, or stuck out their long tongues with miniature human faces on them, looking extremely excited.
Klein looked at them expressionlessly. He reached into his pocket with his left hand and removed the "spiritual wall" of a square iron box.
Then he took out the Azik copper whistle tied with several matches and threw it towards the rear deck of the "Black Tulip".
Suddenly, the transparent, cold, and blurry ghosts of the resentful souls all stopped, like frozen insects.
Then, without hesitation, they turned around and flew to the back of the "Black Tulip" at high speed, followed closely by the strange-looking spiritual creatures.
In less than a second, the skeletons and zombies who were manipulating the ship and adjusting the artillery also betrayed "Admiral Hell". The front deck area was suddenly empty, with only Ludville left.
Bang!
Klein landed on the deck with his hat pressed down, landing in front of Ludwell.
He slightly hunched his body, released his right hand that was pressing down on his hat, and locked his eyes on the "Admiral of Hell" wearing a silver-white mask.
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