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... Seeing the reaction of Ludver, the "Hell Admiral", Klein, like the living crew on the "Black Tulip", almost couldn't believe his eyes.

There are two scenarios he had originally envisioned:

First, Ludwell asked the spiritual group to help the half-god, ambushing Greman Sparo and the strong man behind him. This is not impossible. The sequence 7 of the "Death" route is called "Psychic". Ability to predict the coming of danger.

Second, the "Hell Admiral" was not prepared, forced to resist, and was easily resolved by Mr. Azick.

Klein’s plan is that, in the first case, Mr. Azke responded to the demigod, hunting himself “Hell Admiral” and getting a second secret couple. If it is the second, he asks Azick. Mr. onlookers, manipulating the secret couple, and single-handedly with Ludwell, in the process, he will use the "squirming hunger", hide in the shadows, try to hide behind the scenes, to digest the "Master of Secrets" more quickly. Potions.

Who knows, "Hell Admiral" did not do anything, directly squatting on the ground, kissing the deck, like Azick's most loyal and humble servant.

How could this be played? Klein looked at the front with a slight sigh, not knowing what to say.

The whole boat is also quiet.

Azick raised his hand and pressed the silk top hat under his head, and went unhurriedly to Ludwell, who was crouching on the ground.

One step, two steps, three steps, he stopped in front of Ludver, the "Hell Admiral", and his voice whispered quietly:

"Which step did the Spiritual Religion's artificial death plan take?"

Ludwig’s forehead slammed against the ground and hoarsely replied:

"Artificial death has been able to actively influence the high sequence of failures in promotion, but it is still unable to respond to prayers and rituals..."

After the description, he slightly lifted the upper body and took the square black ring worn by his right hand, holding it in both hands and handing it to the front.

Silently, the ring seemed to be held by countless spirits, flew up on its own and fell into Azick's palm.

Azick looked at it for a few seconds, picked up the ring and put it on his left index finger.

Huoran, a feeling of horror and deep and difficult to name, spread out from him, those living bodies that were naked or wearing tattered leather, they squatted on one knee and buried their heads, seemingly dare Depending on his boots, the flying grievances and shadows also fell to the ground, clinging to the deck, and no one floated in the air.

The rest of the pirates on the ship pounced one by one and fell to the ground, burying their faces on the deck, and did not dare to lift them up.

Klein stood at the other end, looking at Mr. Azick's back and the open scene, opened his mouth, but did not say anything.

Azick went on two steps and went to the side of the "Hell Admiral", then turned his body and faced Klein, on Ludwig Road:

"You are the secret agent of his year. When you reach the time limit, you can return to the spiritual world."

In this case, Azick’s plainness does not seem to involve the life and death of the “Hell Admiral” and the future, or, in his case, it is only a small matter, and does not need to care about the mood and thoughts of the commanded person.

Lutherville’s body trembled fiercely, seemingly angry, seemingly unwilling, but eventually did not look up, still clinging his forehead to the deck road:

"Yes, the great death sergeant."

His voice just fell, and the mysterious symbols of pale and dark green were highlighted one after another, intertwined, forming an illusory bronze gate.

The bronze gate quickly shrank and fell into the forehead of "Hell Admiral".

Klein looked a little wrong and looked at it in confusion, until Mr. Azker pointed to him and pointed to "Hell Admiral" before he went ahead and entered the 10 meter range, manipulating the spirit of Lutherville. line.

The pirate general wanted to bounce his body and wave his arms several times, but he didn't put it into practice. Soon, his thoughts became stagnant and the subconscious struggled.

After a while, the "Hell Admiral" Ludwell, wearing a silver mask, stood up and lowered his head, retreating to Klein side, and "winner" Enzo left and right.

Azick watched quietly, and at the end of the day he said slowly:

In the ‘Death’ route, the high-ranking person has a strong ability to suppress the next person.”

... can be inferred that when I threw out your copper whistle, the "Hell Admiral" who was in Sequence 5 could not control the undead creatures that belonged to them... Klein nodded and gestured to remember This thing.

Then, a rotten corpse crawled up and held a blue sleeve to go to Klein.

This is the fish man's sleeve nail he lost!

Although it is no use for me now, but it is still coming back... Klein is in the middle of it, and reaches for the item that belongs to him.

Then he saw Mr. Azick coming back and the explorer grabbed his shoulder.

He quickly reached out and grabbed the shoulders of Enzo and Ludwell's two secret couples.

All the colors become rich, distinct but overlapping, and Klein instinct that has entered the spiritual world asks:

"Mr. Azick, where are you going now?"

"Frenzy sea." Azk calmly replied.

He paused and added another sentence:

"Give me the copper whistle."

"...OK." Klein asked the secretive Enzo to take out the iron cigarette case and take out the quaint copper whistle inside.

Azke took it by hand and said lowly:

"My instinct tells me that this ring of death is a copper whistle, and I should be able to find the place where the **** of death fell in the raging sea."

Klein opened his mind and said:

"My dream tells me that it is dangerous.

"Maybe we should go to the members of the spiritual group who are obsessed with the artificial death plan, and get more detailed information from them before making a decision."

Azick was silent for a few seconds:

"There is a voice calling me."

Klein leaned over his head and looked at Mr. Azker. He saw the man with a soft-skinned bronze eye in the facial features. The outlines were tight and the corners of his mouth did not have any extra curvature.

One by one, the color blocks flew past, and Azick took Klein quickly into the violent sea area where the dark storm swept through the dark lightning.

At this time, the black and cold square ring and the delicate and quaint brass whistle shimmered at the same time, illuminating Azick's face.

The "Death Archon" who survived the Quaternary closed his eyes and quietly listened to the shouts from where he did not know, and then his right hand slammed.

All the sights in the nearby spiritual world collapsed inward and turned into a dark vortex that could not see the edge slowly turning.

The whirlpool swelled and swallowed Azick, Klein and the two secrets.

Klein felt a sudden and intense dizziness and almost vomited on the spot.

After a long time, he slowly came over and found himself in the dark and cold mausoleum, surrounded by an open coffin, with a rotten dead man with white feathers in his coffin.

Although he reminded Mr. Azick, he still came here... Klein stunned for a second, and suddenly there was a feeling of helplessness that was difficult to contain.

He looked sideways and saw Azick standing nearby, staring at the depths of the mausoleum that led to the steps.

There is a strong black air, and the smog is generally flowing slowly.

"There is probably a man-made death in it..." Klein couldn't help but remind him.

The lines of Azke's face are no longer so tight, and the corners of his mouth are slightly tilted:

"The previous sleep reminds me of more things. I saw myself sitting on the throne of the skull and saw the extraordinary and ordinary people who fell in front of the throne. They did not do anything wrong, and they suddenly died. Then climbed one after another, turned into a pale undead, an undead loyal to me.

"And I watched it so coldly, without any emotional fluctuations, letting such a disaster spread to the countryside and spread to the city.

"It makes me feel like I am not, but I know very well that this may be the real self."

The "Death Archon" of the Quaternary Byzantine Empire... Kline’s mouth was swaying and he was holding it tight.

Azick raised his hand and licked his forehead. He continued to say calmly without any ups and downs:

"I feel like I am going back in this direction."

PS: I will change it later, and I will return to normal tomorrow. I mainly got up at 6:30 in the morning and went out at night. I couldn’t write it at night and I slept very early.