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Prepare... Of course, there is no... Klein piled up a smile and pointed to the secret brother Enzo:

"The glove has yet to be sealed."

At the same time as he spoke, Enzo, who was skin reddened and peeled, took the leather gloves covering the right palm with the left hand of the two rings of "blood flower" and "green".

This is "squirming hunger."

Normally, when Klein is not in use, he tends to throw "squirming hunger" on the fog. After the glove is changed, the original seal will be invalid, and one person will have to eat a living person in one day. Otherwise, The wearer is for food, but considering that Mr. Azick has already replied, it is possible to come over and meet recently. He finally decided to leave "squirming hunger" in the real world unless there were special circumstances.

After all, he had envisioned the scene of Mr. Azick’s arrival and did not want to have the following dialogue:

"Don't you say that the previous glove needs to be resealed?"

"Yes, you wait, I go to the bathroom."

or:

"Ready?"

"...No, you wait, I go to the bathroom."

Similar pictures and lines, just think about it, Klein feels awkward and strange, even if he does not consider the possibility of being discovered by Mr. Azick, it will lead his image in the other party's mind to an unpredictable direction. Sliding down.

So, after getting a new secret mate and completing the "look at yourself" attempt, Klein took the "squirming hunger" back to the real world and made up the previous meal.

The difference from the past is that the wearer changed from his secret to Enzo.

In addition to this, in order to curb the perceptual impulse of "squirming hunger" every day, Klein carried a few ordinary mushrooms with him, and kept the secret couple at a distance of less than 5 meters.

Hearing his words and seeing the movement of the secret mate, Azke nodded and reached for the leather gloves.

Klein took the opportunity to take out a few mushrooms from his pocket and threw it into the trash can not far away.

Snapped!

He snapped a finger and let the mushrooms burn themselves and redden, but did not affect other things around.

This is the ability of the "magician" to manipulate the flames.

After doing all this, seeing Mr. Azick’s gaze inevitably came over, and Klein laughed at two channels:

"The previous change made the squirming hunger a little scared of mushrooms. I used this weakness to curb its usual impulse."

In fact, this does not make much sense for practical use, because carrying mushrooms to suppress "squirming hunger" will cause the seal that endures hunger to retreat immediately after the mushroom disappears, unless there is something else in front of it that can be easily obtained. Food, otherwise it will only become a helper for the enemy.

"Mushroom..." Azick took the surface and began to dye the **** gloves, whispering to himself, and letting the surrounding area be deep, even the sunlight outside the window was rejected.

A pale, gray-green, complex symbol, logo, and pattern emerges out of thin air, just like an invisible creature of ghosts, shadows, and spirits.

They are intertwined in half space, and a mysterious illusory open bronze door is formed, which seems to connect another world, a deep, silent, horrible world.

The illusory door is getting smaller and smaller, and finally falls on the "squirming hunger", letting the blood on its surface fade quickly, and pale becomes the main body.

After a few seconds, the leather gloves returned to normal, still a thin layer, and it did not show a bit of madness and impulsiveness even without the suppression of mushrooms.

"It's the same as before." Azick handed "squirming hunger" to Klein.

It’s good to have a big squat! Klein felt a sigh of relief, sincere thanks, and put "squirming hunger" on his left palm.

He thought about it and took the initiative to mention:

"Mr. Azick, I used to carry the copper whistle you gave when you passed the violent sea, and you continued to do the same dream.

"The main body of the dream is a dark and cold, standing upside down to the bottom of the mausoleum. There are countless coffins in it. There are dead people in the coffin, and behind them are dense white feathers.

"Those feathers are stained with pale yellow oil, and in the depths of the mausoleum there is a cloud of all black fog."

"In the dream, I am exploring this mausoleum with you. I don't know what was alarming, causing the black mist to make a wheezing sound, extending an imaginary black thin tube.

"Every time I dream of it, I will wake up. It seems to be somewhat similar to the artifacts of the Spiritual Religion Project that appeared before."

Klein turned his own use of copper whistle divination into a dream, and told it in more detail to remind Mr. Azke to let him not care. Anyway, "dream divination" is equal to a dream in a certain sense. Zick knows that he is an extraordinary person in the "divination" approach, and it is not surprising that there are similar encounters.

——The revelation of normal dreaming and the revelation of “dream divination” are only one, passive and active.

Azick quietly listened, did not interrupt Klein's description, and finally nodded:

"This should be related to the things that death is left in the raging sea.

"The Spiritual Religion's artificial death plan seems to have made some substantial progress."

Mr. Azick is worthy of the Quaternary "Death Archon", and he has not despised my dreams at all... Klein raised his right hand and licked his face and turned into a look of German Sparrow.

He immediately said:

"There is only one preparation left, and that is to confirm that 'Hell Admiral' Ludwig is not in a dangerous place, and there is no demigod around the spiritual group."

As for the question of whether the fisherman's sleeve is still on the other side of the boat, Klein did not propose it, because he would confirm it every other time, believing that "Hell Admiral" Ludwell had not found the magical item, or had discovered it, but Deliberately did not move, waiting for the crazy adventurer, German Sparrow, to take the initiative to "visit" and step into the trap.

Azkoping and responded:

"This can be confirmed by the neighborhood."

"Okay." Klein immediately let the secret agent Enzo go to the coat rack and pull out the gold cane.

Azick saw that there was nothing else. He explored the right palm and grabbed Klein's shoulder.

Klein also explored the right palm and grabbed the shoulder of the secret agent Enzo.

The color of the surrounding scenery is mutated again, red is redder, black is darker, blue is bluer, overlapping each other, but it is not clear.

The two men began to walk through the spirit world, and the black gold-plated cane flew in the "front", pointing out which direction Klein lost the fisherman's sleeve.

It didn't take long for the cane to stop and hang in the "half-air". Azick also stopped the shuttle, but did not leave the spiritual world.

He seemed to be watching what he was watching, and he seemed to be listening to something, after two or three seconds:

"no problem."

After that, he took Klein, and Klein took his secret partner and "walked" out of the spirit world.

At the same time, Klein remembered the experience of looking for his memory clues with Mr. Azick, the goal of which was the ancient book of the "Sickness Lieutenant".

At that time, Azick also said that "the problem is not big", and as a result, there is a "not old witch" Katrina...

No problem... Well, you said that there is no problem, then there is no problem... Klein looked around and spoke around.

This is a familiar environment, a huge ship with dark green in the darkness, depicting the white main sails of the dark tulips, and the living corpses, scorpions, resentments, shadows that manipulate sails or patrol or drill artillery. The undead creatures are proving that this is the flagship "Black Tulip" of "Hell Admiral".

What is different from what Klein saw last time is that the "Black Tulip" at this time has many extraordinary people who are alive.

The waist was thin and sharp, wearing a lace shirt, wearing a gorgeous coat, wearing a white skull and a triangular cap, and the captain with a silver-white mask on his face, "Hell Admiral" Ludwell, standing at the entrance to the cabin. Look to this side.

Suddenly, the square black ring worn by Ludwell's right hand was slightly trembled and flashed.

The pale flame in the eyes of this proud pirate general swayed and eventually narrowed to the extreme.

Then Ludwell bent down and, in the eyes of the crew or sluggish or surprised or innocent, facing Azick Aegis, kneeling on the ground and kissing the deck.

PS: I went out for a day today, the number of words is a little less, and I will change it first.