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This, is this really what I bombed?

Danitz looked at his palm, and then at the living corpse with no dust left, patted his head in hindsight, and hurriedly chased after the passengers who were completely confused.

Shit, if I lose a few people, how can I explain to that guy Gehrman!

Thinking of this, Danitz moved a little faster.

……

On the deck of the North Wind, an agreement was finally reached. The “hunters” who mastered the extraordinary easily eliminated those who opposed their opinions. The sailors on the ship were injured, and under the surveillance of Captain Compaore, they slowly started. big ship.

In the corner of the shadow, Klein, who was hiding under the illusion, frowned, hesitantly moved his left hand from the “substitute”, and “Wriggling Hunger” woke up again, ready to go.

If I do let them go, either I’ll jump back ashore before they get into the storm, or I’ll have to find a way to kill all the “hunters”, including the captain, and let the sailors take the boat drive back.

For a moment, Klein really wanted to rush out and cut off the head of the “hunter” who was already at the critical point of control on the spiritual body line, but after thinking calmly, reason stopped his impulse.

Let’s not talk about whether he is sure to kill all the “hunters” in such a small space. Even if he succeeds, will those sailors really be willing to take the risk to set sail or re-shore?

Judging from the current situation, all fools know that parking near the port is the best choice.

“Klein Moretti?”

A mellow voice sounded from behind, and the startled Klein conditioned reflexively to hold the “desire to walk”, the dagger turned into a long blade, and slashed towards the thin figure behind him.

The long shadow blade sank into the thin figure’s chest and passed through without hindrance, as if it had hit a phantom.

Surprised at the strange ability of the opponent, Klein, who was frustrated by the attack, snapped his fingers without hesitation, and the orange flame rose from his pocket and devoured his whole body.

Tristan looked at the orange-red flame without any fluctuation, and Klein was forcibly squeezed out of the flame.

“I am also a believer of the Lord, so don’t be so nervous.”

Tristan supported Klein, who was stunned, and nodded politely.

Believers in the Lord, “secret” believers?

Klein was a little unconvinced, but he still stopped and waited for the explanation later.

“I am Tristan. I have accepted the Lord’s oracle and come to see His Royal Highness the Red Angel, and come to see you by the way.”

The Red Angels also came to Bansi?

Klein immediately frowned, and he couldn’t help but wonder if the gathering of so many “hunters” was because the Red Angel had exposed his tracks, or if his existence itself attracted unnecessary trouble through the Law of Extraordinary Characteristics Gathering.

But these are things to come later, and it’s not something that Klein should worry about. He then cleared his mind and pointed behind him, but he was suddenly stunned.

It was only now that he realized that he was in an independent space. Although he could still see the outside world, from a visual point of view, there seemed to be a layer of frosted glass between this space and reality, distorting the surrounding colors.

“This is the separation space of the ‘Mystic Mage’, and it is the high-sequence ability of the ‘Apprentice’.”

Tristan enthusiastically introduced his abilities, touched the illusory barrier with his right hand, and opened a rippling light gate.

He motioned for Klein to follow him, and walked out unprepared.

On the deck of the North Wind, all the coerced sailors collapsed to the ground and seemed to fall into a deep sleep. Beside them, a pair of leather boots that had left the deck were hanging and swaying in the wind.

As far as Klein could see, all the “hunters” were hung up by invisible threads, their eyes were dull and numb, and they all looked at the two men who came out of the void.

Grass… Didn’t this gentleman say he was an “apprentice”?

Klein controlled his expression, looking at Tristan with a faint warning in his eyes.

Tristan was a little puzzled by this gaze, but he explained patiently:

“You should know that adjacent pathways are interchangeable after demigods, right?”

Klein nodded slightly.

“I was still a ‘Mystic Mage’ in Sequence Four, and I jumped to the Sequence Three ‘Ancient Scholar’ in the Sequence Three of the ‘Divinator’ three hundred years ago.”

Tristan shook his head, somewhat confused as to what exactly Klein was on guard for.

In his impression, the high-level sequence of the “diver” should clean up Beyonders below the demigods, and turn everyone into a puppet and hang them up. It should be a routine operation, which belongs to the “Sequence” feature.

Don’t today’s young people even know this?

Raising his hands slightly, Tristan controlled his puppets to fall neatly, and then his body surfaced with starlight, instantly covering all the puppets, and red light spots of different hues flew out from the “hunters”. Qi Fei moved towards Tristan’s open hand.

Klein looked at this and the efficient recovery process of Beyonder characteristics, and his thoughts sank.

Preparations for the ceremony started three hundred years ago, and I had never heard of his existence before. Although “Mystery” would not take the initiative to introduce his subordinates to me, a dual-path demigod should not have no news at all.

Even Loholid in the Land Forsaken by God would pray from time to time. Could it be that he has been in the ritual for the past three hundred years, so there is no trace at all?

This is Klein’s most likely scenario.

Anyway, I will be promoted to a high-ranking sequence in the future. I definitely can’t be as perverted as they are. It would be too scary to hang people up… Klein saw that the characteristics of “Hunter” were almost recovered, and he said suddenly:

“Is the ritual preparation of ‘ancient scholars’ difficult?”

Tristan, who was thinking about the harvest, raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked:

“You want to ask the specific content of the ‘ancient scholar’ ceremony?”

Klein, whose mind was pierced, did not change his expression, and nodded slightly.

“Heh.” Tristan smiled, looking helpless.

“It is of course difficult to involve demigods, and some conditions are harsh, because many rituals are almost impossible to complete before promotion.”

“The same is true of ‘ancient scholars’, of course. Although the lifespan of demigods will increase, longevity is not the strength of ‘divine experts’, and the content of the ceremony is three hundred years away from the era. For the Diviner’s Sequence Four, it is more likely that he will die of old age in the middle of the ceremony and will not be able to wait for promotion at all.”

Three hundred years away from the times?

Klein, who tried to control his facial expression, opened his mouth, his eyes full of surprise.

Tristan waved his hand, and the abandoned Puppets on the ship lined up and jumped into the sea.

“Don’t worry, there are actually many ways to prolong your life. If you have the Lord’s care, it might not take three hundred years.”

No, I just suddenly realized that I seem to have completed the “Ancient Scholar” ritual… Klein closed his mouth, turned his face down again, and returned to the Gehrman state.

I have lived from the earth era to the present… Well, to be precise, the spiritual body has lived until now, maybe tens of thousands of years, just three hundred years, doesn’t it even need ceremonies.

Moreover, judging from the historical projection ability and sequence name, the role of “ancient scholar” will most likely involve the mastery of history… Klein thought about all kinds of things in the old world, and suddenly felt that the future was bright.

“Thank you for your help, but I still have to drive the ship back to the dock, where there are many innocent passengers.”

Just after thinking about it, Klein swept this out of his mind and turned to more important issues.

Tristan looked in the direction he pointed, glanced at the passengers on the shore, and said indifferently:

“No problem, I can help you get out of the storm and get out of here.”

“But I suggest you leave here at full speed, otherwise the Church of Storms’ natural disaster will come, and what awaits them can only be the life sentence sentenced by the Inquisition.”

Ignoring Klein’s puzzlement, Tristan seized the time and his body surface lit up again. The fallen sailors staggered up and got back to their respective posts under the hint of the large scale. It turned and was quickly pushed to the shore by a strong wind.

After doing all this, Tristan grabbed a piece of letter paper from the air and handed it to Klein, while finally exhorting:

“Get out of here as soon as possible after taking the passengers. If you are in danger, contact me and I will solve it.”

After speaking, the demigod suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Klein looked at the letter in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the summoning spell of the messenger.

……

In the open-air camp, which is burning with flames and always manned.

Derrick Berg looked at the boundless darkness and clenched the long sword in his hand.

If there is no deviation in the records of the ancient documents, they will probably be able to reach the city-state that originally believed in the “mysterious god” before tomorrow night.

I don’t know why, since the beginning of this exploration, he has always been tormented by inexplicable unease.

Mr. Fool said let us be careful about the remains in the city, emphasizing that what we see is not necessarily true… Derrick took a deep breath, trying to calm his heartbeat that was racing again.

This reminder reminded him of several kinds of monsters that he found after the party when he checked the information.

The abilities of those kinds of monsters are very similar to the description of the authority of the “God of Mysteries” in the canon. They are specially marked because they are sufficiently strange, and the annotations to them in blood are “Remember that what you see is not necessarily true.”

I don’t know if I will encounter those monsters… The resting camp became increasingly noisy. Derrick turned around and walked back. He was told that the chief had just ordered the camp to be pulled out and was ready to head towards the target.

Derrick, who received the order, looked for his team, and when he walked quickly, he was blocked by an extraordinarily tall figure.

Colin Iliad looked down at the boy with complicated eyes.

He didn’t beat around the bush, and asked surprisingly bluntly:

“Have you received any revelation recently?”

Derrick looked at the exploratory members who were busy gathering around with a look of astonishment, and licked his lips.

“Well, what you see may not be real, and there are still be careful relics.”

Be careful of the ruins… Colin nodded calmly, without commenting, but patted Derrick on the shoulder.

“You and I act together when exploring.”

……

After a baptism of wind and rain, the North Wind passed through the storm without any risk. The surviving sailors kissed the deck and praised the storm. The passengers hiding in the cabin also wept and lamented their good life.

It seems that everyone has forgotten that there is an adventurer who protected them on the shore, and even forgot what happened just now.

In the first-class guest room, Danitz, who had changed into a sailor’s linen shirt, listened to the ubiquitous lamentations and cries, and was at a loss.

“Why are these guys glad they got out of the storm, did they forget what happened just now?”

Sitting at the table, Klein, who was silently dealing with the burn, glanced at him and explained succinctly:

“They were wiped out of memory.”

“That’s right, it’s not a good thing for ordinary people to know too much about the extraordinary.” The well-known pirate nodded approvingly, and when he sat down on the chair, he suddenly turned around.

“Wait, they are clearly remembered, what did you do?”

His eyes were wide open, and he didn’t know what to do with his hands.

“By the way, what about those ‘hunters’, where did they go?”

Danitz, who was suddenly rescued just now, only cared about escaping for his life. He didn’t care about that. He thought that Gehrman had recaptured the passenger ship. Now that he was idle, he realized that something was wrong.

Klein, who was covered in bandages with his coat, turned to his side and looked at Danitz coldly. His cold eyes made the pirate swallow his unfinished words.

Klein looked at him for a while, then stood up and said:

“How long does it take to get to Bayam?”

Danitz, who was silent, glanced at the sea that was not calm and thought about it.

“About four days, it’s downwind now, and they’ve experienced the island… Those sailors thought that after they experienced the storm, they would definitely not land on the shore again, and sailed to Bayam at full speed, it would be a little faster than planned.”

Four days?

Klein’s expression remained unchanged, but he calculated the time in his heart.

In other words, I am going to host a tarot meeting on the ship, but the characteristics of the fallen bishop are still in hand. Although Tristan said that the mutation in the center of Bancy Island is enough to cover the tracks of the North Wind, but with such a Even with the characteristics of an official Beyonder, it is still very easy to get into trouble.

And… there’s no long-term solitude on board, so I can’t stay in the bathroom for half an hour, can I?

This is too weird!

Thinking of this, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Klein suddenly swept towards Danitz, staring at the well-known pirate with an innocent face.

He pondered for a while, “I need to rest these days, and I don’t want anyone to disturb me.”

Danitz was stared at by the knife-like gaze, and nodded repeatedly:

“No problem, I can go to the deck when you are resting, just to see if there is any other danger.”

“You know, there are still a lot of pirates around here. With me here, those little pirates wouldn’t dare to approach.”

Very good, the biggest problem is solved… Klein nodded and retracted his gaze with satisfaction.

……

Backlund Bridge District, in the pool hall of Brave Bar.

Maric, who came back from outside with a telegram, closed the door and said to the air on the high stool:

“There is good news.”

Sharon with blood-red eyes showed her figure, sat on the high stool, and nodded lightly.

“I have received a reply to the news released before. Besides us, there are other ‘modernists’ who have fled to Loen, although there are not many left.”

The corners of Maric’s mouth rarely twitched, and there was no longer lingering malice in his eyes.

“And the government finally disclosed some details of the smog recently. If the news is correct, Jakes has been killed, and the indulgence faction has no spare energy to hunt us down in a short time. This is our chance to unite those compatriots.”