On the "Future", Anderson Hood held the side of the ship with both hands and saw the army of undead creatures that emerged from the "Dark Ocean" retreating like a tide. They scrambled to the rear deck of the "Black Tulip" and saw German Sparrow holding his hat with his right hand, falling from the sky and landing steadily opposite the "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell.

Such a scene, illuminated by the deep red or dark green light, and set against the backdrop of resentful souls and various strange spiritual creatures, has an indescribable beauty.

Cool! He is indeed the craziest adventurer... Anderson praised sincerely, and then thought of another thing:

Before Gehrman Sparrow flew over, he seemed to have thrown a talisman in front of him, and even demonstrated the opening spell!

What he meant was... Anderson Hood lowered his eyes and found the tin talisman at his feet.

On the Black Tulip, Klein, with his body slightly hunched and his eyes fixed on the enemy, was not as cold and calm as he appeared.

Anderson, please use the talisman to fly over here quickly. I probably can’t handle it alone, and it may even be very dangerous... As the silver-white mask and two balls of pale flames were reflected in his eyes, Klein prayed silently.

Because of the existence of the mysterious eyes that were staring at the deck and at him, and because of the door opener in the depths of the dream world mentioned by Anderson Hood, he cautiously gave up the option of praying to himself immediately and then responding with the "Scepter of Poseidon" above the gray fog, and warned himself not to expose this problem unless he was in a desperate situation.

He believed that the combination of "Creeping Hunger", "Fire" gloves, various extraordinary abilities of the "Magician", and different spells of the "Sea God Realm" would allow him to have the strength to fight against "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell, and the attraction of Azik's copper whistle to undead creatures and spiritual creatures in the necromancy realm could help him destroy the most powerful means of the "Powerful Psychic". For Sequence 5 of the "Death God" path, as long as it does not exceed the necessary limit, when facing a certain number of mid-sequence enemies, it is always a matter of outnumbering!

However, Klein did not think that he would be able to defeat "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell, or even kill him, in this situation. This was because the main battlefield was on the "Black Tulip". Referring to the use of the "Admiral of the Stars" against the "Future", anyone with a brain knew that the situation was not so optimistic. Second, "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell was the most senior pirate general at present, backed by the two major forces of "King of the Five Seas" and "Spirit Cult". The magical items and even the sealed objects on his body were not much inferior to Klein's, and perhaps even better. In addition, many rumors pointed out that he possessed a ring left by the ancient god of death!

In addition, his own sequence was indeed lower than that of the "Admiral of Hell". Instead of being excited about the upcoming success of the hunt and the role of the crazy adventurer, Klein was introverted and tense. He did not dare to be careless and only hoped that the doomed "strongest hunter" would fly over as soon as possible.

Only when two people of the same level of strength join forces can there be a good chance of defeating or fighting against Ludwell who has lost his army of undead, giving "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya and her pirates time and space to clear out the patchwork monsters!

The thought flashed through his mind, and Klein launched his attack without hesitation, allowing the "poisonous mist" stolen by the "Spark" gloves to spread out rapidly.

No one could see that he had so much tossing and turning and worrying in his heart.

At the same time, Admiral of Hell Ludwell, who was wearing an exaggerated tricorn hat and a silver-white mask, raised his clenched left fist, spread his five fingers, and pointed his palm at Klein.

In an instant, the front deck was shrouded in a shocking yellow-green mist, and in front of Ludwell, an illusory light first burst out, and then it quickly rotated with a point as the center, collapsed inward, and formed a slightly blurred double-leaf bronze door.

The surface of this bronze door is covered with various mysterious patterns, giving it an indescribable feeling of depth and death.

With a creaking sound, the door shook and cracked.

Behind the gap is impenetrable endless darkness, just like the deepest and darkest night sky.

Pairs of indescribable eyes were hidden in the deep darkness, densely packed and everywhere, but it was impossible to see their specific appearance.

Skinless, bloody arms stretched out, blue-black vines that looked like baby faces stretched out, hands with cracked mouths and full of teeth reached out, they screamed, laughed, cried, and shouted, scrambling to grab everything outside.

This brought about a terrifying suction force, and a hurricane so cold that it could freeze a person's bone marrow suddenly arose out of nowhere, pushing things one after another towards those strange things and towards the gap in the bronze gate!

The yellow-green "poisonous fog" was cleared away at once, and Klein involuntarily leaned forward, staggering forward.

The glove on his left hand immediately turned pitch black, with both the evilness of the night and the dignity of the starry sky.

Klein's brown eyes became deep and dark. He stretched out his left arm to the side and made a "please" gesture.

The terrible suction force sweeping over the front deck suddenly changed direction, "grabbing" the white skeletons and rotten zombies that were running towards the rear deck one by one, and throwing them into the gap of the gate, leaving them to be entangled by the blue-black vines with baby faces, hugged by bloody arms, and dragged to the area behind the bronze gate where countless eyes were located.

"distortion"!

The "twist" of "Corrupted Baron"!

Klein "distorted" the target of the mysterious gate and replaced himself with the skeletons and zombies on the "Black Tulip".

But even so, he was still affected by the aftermath of the huge suction force, making his steps difficult and unable to take advantage of his agility and speed.

The baseball cap he was wearing had been blown up by the hurricane, spinning in the air, fluttering and following the undead creature that had been sucked in front of him.

At this time, "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell, wearing an exaggerated tricorn hat, raised his right arm again and stretched out his palm forward.

The right side of his upper body quickly became illusory, as if it had belonged to a ghost or a resentful spirit. His arms and forearms continued to extend, crossing the not-so-close distance and grabbing the enemy with his pale palm.

Woo!

The sound of the hurricane suddenly disappeared, and a slight sob reached Klein's ears, making his body numb and his blood seem to be frozen.

As the pale hand got closer and closer, he seemed to be possessed by a vengeful evil spirit, unable to respond effectively. He could only watch death approach, feeling his vitality slipping away faster and faster in despair.

Without any resistance, Ludwell's pale, illusory right palm grabbed Klein and pinched him into a thin paper man.

The paper figure was covered with dark green corrosion marks and was soon torn into powder by the unrelenting hurricane.

Klein's figure instantly appeared in front of the bronze door, and the glove on his left palm was dyed with the color of pure sunlight.

He immediately stood up straight and opened his arms.

A sacred beam of light surrounded by golden flames fell from mid-air and hit the bronze gate covered with mysterious patterns!

The sunlight suddenly burst out, so bright that Klein almost couldn't open his eyes. The terrifying door "created" by "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell was not only shaky and blurry, but even the exaggerated suction from inside was weakened. The blue-black vines with baby faces and bloody arms evaporated out of thin air.

However, more strange arms and more twisted creatures have rushed to the crack in the door, trying to squeeze out.

Just as Klein was about to continue using the "holy light" of the "priest of light" to purify the bronze door, the pale giant hand of "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell grabbed it frantically.

He quickly dove to the side and rolled continuously to avoid the aftermath of the hurricane and the soul-devouring palm.

Once, twice, three times, his body suddenly bounced and leaped out sideways. He didn't know when the "creeping hunger" had become as if it was made of gold.

Klein's eyes first reflected the silver-white mask of the "Admiral of Hell", then the pale flames in his eye sockets, and then two bright lightning bolts lit up in the depths.

"Interrogator", "Mind Piercing"!

At this moment, a square black ring on the index finger of Ludwell's left hand glowed slightly.

A picture immediately appeared in Klein's mind:

It was a huge throne made up of the rotten heads of humans, elves, giants, dragons, demon wolves, sea monsters, vampires and other creatures. On each of its tiny sides, transparent faces of resentful souls, shadows and evil spirits were prominent, full of hatred, malice and unwillingness.

Suddenly, Klein's head felt like it was hit by an axe, and the terrible pain immediately filled his mind.

Not only did his "spiritual piercing" fail to work, it actually affected him exponentially!

If he had not experienced even more extreme pain, Klein would have fallen to the ground, wailing and struggling. But even so, he temporarily lost the ability to resist, and his back was half-hunched with a distorted expression.

Seizing this opportunity, Ludwell's silver-white mask slowly uttered a language that normal creatures could not understand. The surroundings suddenly became darker, hazy and illusory.

This is the word of death from hell and the underworld!

Just as Klein calmed down a little, he found that his spirit was floating up uncontrollably and separating from his body inch by inch!

The terrifying suction of the bronze gate was even more irresistible to Ling.

No, no! While the spirit was still not completely separated from his body, Klein barely controlled his right arm to raise and spread out the five fingers wearing the "Spark" glove.

Different lights overlapped and appeared before his eyes in an instant, constantly changing and flashing rapidly.

Without any hesitation, Klein grabbed one of the balls of pale green light and twisted his wrist to pull it away.

In this battle, what he wanted to steal most was the extraordinary ability to create bronze doors, but there was no guarantee of success, so he could only pray for the goddess's blessing.

The light flew out and fell into the "Spark" glove.

However, this was not the extraordinary ability that Klein wanted most, but it was not bad either.

The mouth behind Ludwell's silver mask opened and closed unsteadily, but he could no longer utter the difficult, awkward language that no living being could understand.

At the same time, Klein opened his mouth.

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