Bang!

The loud gunshots echoed in the open area with sparse trees and spread in all directions. If it were a normal island or a normal forest at night, there would definitely be many birds startled and flapping their wings, circling and flying amid the roars of wild beasts. But it was still quiet here, so quiet that it seemed as if there were no living creatures.

The black curly-haired baboon's head suddenly exploded, and blood plasma, brain and debris splashed all over the place, making the area look like a sudden downpour.

The black crystal on its head was also shattered, with not a single piece intact.

Klein bent his arm and slowly retracted the Death Knell revolver that was still emitting gunpowder smoke. He watched as the mutant curly-haired baboon, whose body was stronger than that of a human, fell to the ground.

"Travel" approaches, "Ghost" controls strongly, and "Death Knell" seizes the opportunity to strike a critical blow, which is equivalent to an instant kill!

Klein did not do this to show off his own strength, but based on his previous observation, he believed that this mutated curly-haired baboon had special abilities. If he did not quickly eliminate it before it had any knowledge of him, it would have a great chance of turning the tide of the battle and making things quite tricky. This was a situation that must be avoided as much as possible on a dangerous primitive island, because no one knew what a fierce battle would attract.

Therefore, after the "ghost" possessed the mutated curly-haired baboon, Klein gave up manipulating the "spiritual line" and tried to resolve the opponent in a longer, safer and less traceable way. He simply pulled the hammer and used the "Death Knell" revolver to capture the enemy's stiffness and sluggishness caused by the "ghost".

The effect was consistent with what he expected, and the possible accidents along the way were also the same as he imagined. The mutated curly-haired baboon did have enough ability to get rid of the unfavorable situation of being possessed by the "ghost" through "distortion" or "confusion", and made the trajectory of the bullets irregular, forcibly avoiding its body.

Unfortunately, all its efforts came to an abrupt halt before they could take effect. Klein seized the brief moment of sluggishness and decisively and swiftly launched a "fatal blow."

If he had manipulated the "spiritual thread" instead, the outcome might have been different.

It was worth it to endure a weakness for this... and the further he went, the greater the chance of using the "Death Knell" revolver. Rather than discovering what he was afraid of in a dangerous environment, it was a better choice to figure out the problem in advance, adapt to and avoid similar situations... Klein let the iron-black pistol hang naturally and walked two or three steps to the side of the mutant curly-haired baboon.

At this time, under the control of the "ghost", the extraordinary characteristics of this extraordinary creature are accelerating.

Alger was holding a lantern and saw this scene from afar. He was unable to fully recover for several tens of seconds. The image that remained frozen in his mind was the image of sparks coming out of the muzzle of the iron-black revolver in Gehrman Sparrow's hand and the mutant curly-haired baboon's head shattering.

The "chaotic" encounter at the beginning had already made him realize that this extraordinary creature was at a higher level than the psychedelic wind chime tree and was a very difficult type to deal with. He had to be cautious and careful enough to fight it, and he might not necessarily win. However, Gehrman Sparrow resolved the battle within two or three seconds, so quickly that it seemed as if he was just practicing shooting.

They were both Sequence 5, but he couldn't believe the difference!

The short-distance "teleportation" and the strange ability to control the opponent for a certain period of time, combined with the amazingly powerful revolver, have an effect beyond imagination... If this is the first time I encounter it, I will definitely be killed instantly, and even if I am prepared, it is not so easy to compete. The best way is to use the "singing" in advance to affect the surrounding area indiscriminately, so that Gehrman Sparrow cannot complete the "teleportation" so smoothly... He is worthy of being a crazy adventurer with a bounty of 50,000 pounds. Even without the help provided by Mr. Fool, he is no worse than the "Admiral of Hell" purely on his own, and may even be stronger... Alger retracted his thoughts, and while assuming that he was in the position of the mutant curly-haired baboon, he considered how to deal with it, and sighed silently.

Compared to other people’s stories and your own guesses, what you see with your own eyes seems to be more convincing and shocking!

Inside the body of the curly-haired baboon, a little bit of light quickly emanated from the broken black crystals, condensed together, and turned into a clenched, translucent, black fist.

This fist intuitively gives people a sense of power and evil. The lines, light spots and nails on it seem to follow normal rules, but are full of discordant meanings, as if hiding a lot of madness and chaos.

Sequence 5 "Chaos Mentor" of the "Black Emperor" pathway? I don't know what the weakness I got this time is. I hope it's not too weird... Well, within 6 hours, "Death Knell" can be used at will... Klein muttered as he bent down to pick up the Beyonder characteristic and put it into the metal box he had prepared in advance.

He could actually try to herd this mutated curly-haired baboon to see if he could obtain the extraordinary ability corresponding to the "Chaos Mentor" and replace the "Corrupted Baron" in the glove, but he eventually gave up the idea because he didn't know what this extraordinary creature had done and whether it deserved to be tortured.

What happened just now was a clash on the battlefield. It was normal to fight to the death, but herding was something that made the soul extremely painful and longed for relief. Klein had his own principles and persistence. He would not do it lightly and always chose his targets carefully.

Of course, in his heart, creatures with low intelligence cannot be equated with humans, and even if he tries to herd, he will not be able to overcome the hurdle in his heart. However, many previous experiences have told him that sticking to one's own principles and not relaxing the requirements on oneself is not only a moral issue, but also a dam to prevent uncontrolled floods. You can't play tricks just because you think it's a small thing. The accumulation of small things will eventually lead to big mistakes.

In this crazy, chaotic, mysterious world, one does things not for others to see, but for oneself. A person can deceive others and gods, but cannot deceive oneself. Uh, I don’t know if the high sequence of the “audience” path can deceive oneself... Klein’s thoughts turned, and he was about to take out the "Travels of Groselle" hidden in his chest and smear the blood of the mutant curly-haired baboon on the surface.

At this moment, his heart tightened and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up.

This is a strong premonition of danger!

However, with this premonition, no corresponding image appeared in Klein's mind!

Not good! Klein's heart was instantly covered with a thick shadow, and everything in front of him seemed to be separated by a layer of dark glass.

Without bothering to think about what was happening, the glove on his left palm that hung at his side became transparent again.

His figure suddenly disappeared, and he immediately appeared beside the Hanged Man Alger, reaching out and grabbing the other's shoulder.

At this moment, Alger also noticed the change. His heart contracted and expanded like the source of a storm, and blood rushed through his arteries and veins like a tide.

At the same time, he saw Gehrman Sparrow's right hand, which was grasping his shoulder, gradually turn gray and lose its luster, starting from the fingernails, like the stones that can be seen everywhere in the Black Forest. His legs, with stiff knees and solidified muscles, seemed to no longer belong to him.

The figures of the two people quickly became transparent and disappeared from the spot. They entered the spiritual world with rich and clearly overlapping colors and quickly shuttled towards the direction of the ancient ruins.

Suddenly, the overlapping red, green, and black colors in front of Klein's eyes strangely unified into a deep black, and showed a fine texture, just like long black hair with each strand clearly visible.

Long black hair!

A chill rose from the soles of his feet. Klein left the spiritual world without hesitation with The Hanged Man and returned to reality. He landed in an area mixed with rubble and weeds. Not far away was a building that had collapsed for the most part.

In the corner of his eye, the "Hanged Man" below the waist had turned gray and white, like a stone sculpture!

Bang!

Klein snapped his fingers and set a clump of weeds a few dozen meters away on fire, preparing to jump over directly.

At this moment, his heart suddenly shook and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

The rising flames were so terrifying to him now!

The weakness of the "Death Knell" revolver this time is that it is afraid of fire!

The dark "glass" in front of him grew thicker and thicker. Before Klein could shake off his fear, he felt a howling gale rising from beneath him, causing him and Alger to fly at the same time, leaping over an invisible boundary and entering the area surrounding the ancient ruins.

Bang!

The two men fell to the ground at the same time, making a sound of stone hitting stone.

The thick shadow in their hearts disappeared, and the danger lurking in the darkness around them receded like a tide.

Huh... Klein breathed a sigh of relief. He saw the gray that had spread to his elbow gradually fade and shrink. He felt that his body was recovering rapidly after leaving the corresponding environment.

His vest was dripping with sweat, and his shirt was soaked through.

What terrified him the most was that he didn't even know what kind of monster had attacked him or what power it used!

Did the sound of the Death Knell revolver alarm a nearby monster, or the one who dominated the forest in the dark night? Fortunately, it didn't dare to enter the area where the ancient ruins were located... This was not too good either, as it meant that there really was something deep in the ancient ruins that the person just now was afraid of... Be prepared to retreat at any time... Klein moved his hands and slowly stood up.

At this time, Alger also got rid of the gray layer, looked back and said:

"That area is petrifying us."

That area... petrified... Klein nodded thoughtfully and walked towards the building that had collapsed and was covered with weeds and vines. He responded in a low voice:

“The problem now is ahead.”

Alger didn't say much, quickened his pace, and walked steadily beside him.

After getting closer, Klein looked at the building, his eyes sweeping over the spires, the stone pillars, and the walls that were still standing.

He paused and asked casually:

"What kind of building do you think this ruin was originally?"

Alger was silent for a few seconds and said:

"church.

"A church."

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