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  Chapter 481 Pre-War Conversation

  At dusk, the Blue Avenger, whose voyage was delayed by dusk, finally arrived at Hakata Port. They will replenish fresh water and food here, rest for a night, and go deep into the unexplored sea the next day to find Angel's target - the island where the "Gazer" wanders.

  Moreover, Angel also needs to make some final preparations to capture this extraordinary creature that can travel through the spirit world.

  The sailors on duty pretended to pull the ropes and hang the sails. The Blue Avenger lightly approached the dock. The gangway seemed to fall on the corridor bridge, which frightened the passers-by and cursed a few words in the local language that they could not understand.

  "Spend the night in the port tonight, meet up early tomorrow morning, and set off for the nameless island in the southwest."

  "The Hanged Man" Alger ordered on the deck. The sailors cheered, packed up a little, walked down the gangway, left the dock, went into the port town, and went to have fun everywhere.

  Although they were all Storm followers and half of the "established" armed personnel, the church tacitly allowed them to do things that did not violate the law but violated the doctrine, whether to keep in line with other pirates or to relieve the pressure of working for a long time at sea.

  Seeing that "World" and "Queen" also left the ghost ship among the sailors, Alger laughed secretly and looked away.

  The two of them had obviously shown a close relationship in the past few days, but they slept in separate rooms at night, probably because they felt the spying of the ghost ship. This is the self-defense mechanism of the "Blue Avenger", and even Captain Alger could not stop it. Therefore, "taking a night off" after docking today can be regarded as giving the two some private time.

  "I am really a qualified ally..."

  He put his hands on his waist, looked at the lights of the port town gradually lit up on the deck, and sighed, preparing to go back to the captain's room to study tomorrow's route.

  "Captain, do you want to go down and release together? I know a good place."

  A sailor who had not yet left saw Alger standing alone in the sea breeze, approached him and asked with a smile, while winking his eyes, hinting at the true meaning of "release".

  This "mission" had a reward of 600 pounds, of which 300 pounds had been paid in advance by Angel, and a large part of it was distributed to all sailors through Alger. This generous reward made every sailor who went out to sea feel a little itchy, and they respected this captain who was usually serious even more.

  This change in attitude can be seen from the fact that this sailor dared to come up and invite Alger. Usually, whether out of fear or subconscious alienation from the superiors, they rarely invite their captains when they go off the ship for entertainment.

  Alger subconsciously wanted to refuse, but looking at the backs of the people going away on the dock, he opened his mouth and finally said:

  "Then let's go for a drink.

  "Remember to leave someone on duty."

  He added, and followed the sailor off the ship, his back straight, as if he had unloaded some burden.

  ————

  "The bounty has actually...increased again..."

  Angel pursed her lips and muttered in disbelief as she looked at the wanted poster on the table with "Angelica Sage" written on it.

  When she and Klein got off the ship, she only wore a wig and did not change her face shape or eye color in order to reduce the time it took for the "Hypocrisy" ring to change her appearance. But as soon as she entered the port town, she saw her new wanted poster on the roadside billboard.

  There was a bounty of 18,000 pounds on it.

  Without hesitation, she activated "Hypocrisy" to change her appearance, and then took advantage of the opportunity to When no one is paying attention, tear off the wanted poster and take it away.

  Of course, as a port off the main channel, Hakata Port does not belong to any country and is a paradise for all kinds of pirates. The wanted poster here is more of a comparison and topic of conversation among pirates, but when a well-known pirate worth tens of thousands of pounds appears here, I am afraid that many people will think of "turning evil" and take the head in exchange for the bounty.

  This is an amount close to the value of the pirate general's head. If it were not for the deterrence of Mr. Fool, I am afraid that "Hanged Man" Alger would not be able to resist reporting it to the Church of Storms...

  "It is very likely that it was the matter of the 'Black Death'. If the official Beyonders or the navy arrived in time, it would be easy to link its sinking with the 'City Breaker' incident, and the latter is already your doing in the eyes of the Church of Storms. "

  Klein rubbed out a flame and lit the wanted poster. He chuckled as he watched it turn into ash on the table.

  He suddenly had a competitive idea in his mind.

  When they had just left Backlund and embarked on the journey of the five seas, they had agreed to "compete in bounty amounts." Although this bet was no longer mentioned because Angel's bounty kept rising, and he was a little worried about it, when it reached 18,000 pounds, a number that could enter the first echelon of pirates, the introverted but crazy personality of "Crazy Adventurer" Gehrman began to stir again.

  He solved the flying head and the headless monster in Bansy Harbor, and killed "Steel" McVitie in Bayam. Helping the garrison to clean up the fanatics of "Sea God" and the indiscriminate attacks by the rebels was a lot of work that was well known to the public, but it either became the gratitude of Donna's family, or the bounty collected on their behalf and the compensation from the military. The only thing that did not appear on the bounty list was that it became a "legend" that could be discussed on the five seas.

  Next time, you can try to be more flamboyant and arrogant, and grasp the characteristics of the role you play...

  Klein, who has already summed up the rules of acting and is not worried about being affected by "German", was thinking, and suddenly he was poked in the waist. The unbearable memories of the past few days on the "Blue Avenger" instantly began to attack him, causing him to jump up from the chair in a bit of stress.

  "What are you thinking about?" Angel smiled and retracted his finger, "Are you tempted by my bounty? "

  Actually, it's you... Klein hadn't switched from the "crazy adventurer" way of thinking yet, and he was too embarrassed to say that. He coughed and changed the subject,

  "I was thinking, should I use the radio receiver to ask the sealed artifact of the Mechanical Heart, 'Arrodes', before looking for the 'Gazing Eye', to see if it has a better way to deal with these spiritual creatures."

  "Well, although I have some other ideas, it's not bad to ask it, but are you sure you can let it contact you?"   

  "We have to try it first."

  Klein took out the receiver that he had put in the gray fog in advance from his suitcase, connected the complicated circuit, and placed it in the living room window of the hotel suite, letting the dim moonlight shine on its surface.

  Of course, based on the last experience, the receiver would not immediately turn into "Humble Arrodes", and Klein also performed divination on the gray fog and confirmed the safety of this contact, so he left the room with peace of mind and went to the restaurant downstairs for dinner.

  About half an hour later, the two returned upstairs. The moment they pushed the door open, as if they had been waiting for a long time, the letter needle of the receiver immediately struck, and an illusory translucent white paper spit out from below.

  "The loyal servant Arrodes has been waiting for a long time. Are you two masters?"

  There was also a simple smiley face drawn on it. It must have taken Arrodes a lot of thought to spell out such a "face character" with monotonous letters.

  This is too... humble. Is it really a sealed object controlled by an official Beyonder?

  Angel was stunned, but Klein answered as if he had expected it:

  "It's us.

  "What I want to ask is, is the 'Gazer' on the small island southwest of this port?"

  This was a question the two had already discussed.

  "You asked it this way, and I only need to answer 'yes' to end the question. I modified it for you to 'Where is the specific location of the Gazer on the small island southwest of this port'. Do you think it's okay?"

  The receiver was running at a speed that was almost smoking, completely ignoring that it didn't replenish any electricity under the hand-cranked generator.

  "Okay."

  Even though he had seen Arrodes' behavior many times, Klein's expression on his face was almost tense.

  "Their location is shown in the picture below. They have been very active recently, and it seems that they have been frightened by something. The overflowing breath has reached the spirit world, so I can capture them. Please go and capture them as soon as possible, otherwise these spirit world creatures will soon change their residences. "

  Attached to the illusory paper was a map drawn with simple lines and black dots, marking the relative position of Hakata Port and the island, as well as the approximate location of the "Gazer" on the island.

  This was equivalent to answering two questions at once, confirming that the Gazer was on the island, providing the location, and reminding us to hurry up... Angel wanted to go forward and disassemble the machine to see if there was a "Flame" Danitz lying inside.

  "Now it's my turn to answer the question."

  Seeing Angel write down the information on the map, Klein said lightly.

  "You have already answered it, and I am very satisfied with the answer."

  The white paper spit out another section, and the other party's flattery could be seen through the line of rune text.

  Answered it?

  Looking up, Klein felt a little surprised when he saw the sentence at the beginning of the question, "Do you think it's okay?", but looking back at the nature of this sealed object, he thought it was very reasonable.

  "The second question is, the activity pattern and ability of the 'Gazer'? "

  As if he was going to use all the questions and answers tonight to answer Angel's questions, Klein continued to ask questions without hesitation.

  "They can freely shuttle between the spirit world and reality, and they are very mobile. Once they drill into the ground or the mountains, they are almost impossible to attack. The targets that are caught in their eyes will show negative effects such as slowness, weakness, and illness. If they are not out of sight in time, they will become more and more serious and eventually die. In addition, they will also use some of the same channels, that is, the abilities of the 'witch' channel, such as substitutes. Once they feel that the outcome of the battle will be unfavorable to them, the gazers will immediately drill into the spirit world and leave. To deal with them, it is best to have a means to enter the spirit world at any time.

  "'Gazers' often live in small settlements, but rarely help each other. If the enemy shows a certain strength and only targets one of them, the rest will choose to flee instead of helping their companions. This can be used in the choice of tactics.

  "It's my turn to ask questions. Do you know that some friendly and communicative spirit creatures can make temporary contracts to serve as helpers in battle? "

  Combined with the previous question and the current situation that both of them can summon messengers, the direction of this rhetorical question couldn't be clearer.

  "I didn't know before."

  Klein answered, looking at Angel, who happened to look over at him. Both of them had the same emotion in their eyes:

  This sealed object, this "Arrodes", is too good?

  "One last question."

  After a long time, Angel exhaled, took two steps closer, almost standing next to the radio, and asked:

  "How can I get a 'ghost ship' of my own?"

  (End of this chapter)

   Chapter 482 Clues to the Ghost Ship

  She had been craving this for a long time. Ever since she boarded the Blue Avenger and witnessed the magic of the ghost ship that did not require human operators, she had completely forgotten the Redhead that she had bought for 2,000 pounds.

  What kind of ship can you have? Can it compare with a ghost ship that can be controlled freely by only one captain and has a maximum speed of over 25 knots?

  If the Hanged Man was not a member of the Tarot Club, if he was just a pirate who did all kinds of evil... Every night, Angel would even have such thoughts in her heart that made her feel ashamed to face it.

  Now that the information about the Gazer has been solved, Klein put on an expression that said "I'll leave it all to you tonight", and Angel naturally didn't want to miss the opportunity.

  "Compared to the death ship that lost its crew for various reasons, floated alone on the sea, and was mistaken for a ghost ship, I think you should be asking about the real 'ghost ship' built in the Fourth Epoch."

  Arrodes's radio receiver "clicked" and wrote on the illusory white paper with the firing pin.

  "They are all warships made by sealing specific extraordinary characteristics into the hull using a lost construction method. They can respond to the orders of the captain or designated controller, raise the sails, move forward and even fight on their own. Even if they are damaged, they will gradually repair themselves. Depending on the different extraordinary characteristics sealed, they can show different combat methods like extraordinary people. Of course, a small number of them have their own thoughts and may even do things contrary to orders.

  "There is a powerful ghost ship near you. It comes from the Fourth Epoch where gods walk the world and extraordinary powers are abused wantonly, waiting for your command.

  "Of course, whether to accept its service depends on your will."

  Angel felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

  Is Arrodes referring to the "Blue Avenger" of Alger, the "Hanged Man"?

  Angel couldn't help but tilt his head and look out the window. On the dock in the distance, the towering mast of the "Blue Avenger" was vaguely visible.

  This ghost ship with its own thoughts must have living sailors to guard the night, otherwise it will most likely raise its sails and escape from the dock as quickly as possible.

  It was secretly spying on Klein and me before. It can't be that just because I threatened it with the "disaster" spell, it completely surrendered and even wanted to defect from the Storm Church, just like this Arrodes... She thought about it, and she actually had some hope in her heart.

  "It's my turn to ask questions, okay?"

  After Angel came to his senses, the receiver carefully uttered a few words.

  "Okay."

  Although she guessed that Arrodes would not ask embarrassing questions that directly touched the dark side of people's hearts, she still took a deep breath and prepared herself.

  "Thank you for your answer."

  This sealed object with its own thoughts once again made the two of them feel the limits of humility and flattery.

  "The breath is about to dissipate, and your loyal servant Arrodes is waiting to offer his knowledge and power again..."

  The receiver finally spit out two lines of words, and then there was no movement.

  "It really is... a strange sealed object."

  Not knowing how to describe it, after a long silence, Angel spoke.

  "From the first time we came into contact with it, it had a different attitude towards us than towards the 'Mechanical Heart'. At least so far, it has done us no harm and has even provided us with great help."

  Klein looked at the receiver by the window and said softly.

  He suddenly remembered the first time they met "Arrodes" at the home of Isengard Stanton in Backlund, the day when the "Apostle of Desire" had just been driven away.

  Then...

  Thinking of what happened that day and the "accident" that confirmed Angel's feelings for him, Klein carefully glanced at Angel beside him and was surprised to find that she was also secretly looking at him.

  She also remembered what happened that day... Klein immediately confirmed this.

  Compared to the "Joy" witch period, Angel's temptation from extraordinary abilities, appearance, and actions has been restrained, but when she is alone, she will deliberately show it, achieving an effect far beyond the past.

  And she kept teasing me on the Blue Avenger...

  Thinking indignantly, Klein suddenly turned into "German" as if he had been separated from himself. His face darkened, and he suddenly stretched out his arms to hold Angel, leaned close to her ear, and whispered softly:

  "That day, I actually heard it outside the door..."

  Before he finished speaking, he was satisfied to see Angel's amethyst-like eyes widen and her moist lips slightly open.

  "Which, which day?"

  She denied awkwardly, but her blushing cheeks said it all.

  Klein, who had been on the ship for many days, could no longer bear it, picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.

  Anyway, the Blue Avenger would not leave until tomorrow...

  Angel struggled with her hands and feet in his arms, trying to get rid of the clamp, but her physical strength and close combat skills far exceeded hers, and her pushing and kicking at this moment seemed so weak.

  It was like a caress to Klein.

  "Bang--"

  The door closed, leaving only the radio receiver quietly placed in the moonlight.

  Da, da, da.

  The firing pin struck gently, and the illusory white paper that had not disappeared yet for answering the question spat out a part of it. On it was a small figure with tears and waving hands, but with a smile on his face. Whoosh

  , as if worried about being discovered, the paper was sucked back into the machine.

  ————

  Early the next morning, after loading enough water and fresh food, and re-accompanying the sailors who were satisfied after eating, drinking and having fun, the "Blue Avenger" raised its sails, left Hakata Port, and headed southwest at full speed.

  Angel, who had not returned overnight, provided a clear and accurate map to the "Hanged Man" Alger. According to the latter's judgment, the ghost ship will reach the unnamed island in the afternoon, and then Angel and Klein will leave the team to search for traces of the "Gazing One". According to the agreement, Alger and his sailors do not need to, and dare not, participate in it.

  That is an extraordinary creature that can provide materials for Sequence 4 potions. I won't join in the fun... Alger thought, looking at the "world" with an indifferent face, but obviously a little tired.   

  The two of them went out and did not return all night...

  He thought he had understood the truth of the matter. Seeing that the "Queen" had left the cabin with her luggage first, he slowly approached her and said,

  "I know a pharmacist who can help you. When you return to Bayam, go to the herbal medicine store in the alley across the alley from the Red Theater to find him.

  " "I also heard it from the sailors, but they all said it was very effective."

  Alger added, fearing that the other party would misunderstand that he was well versed in this.

  After a brief stagnation, Klein understood what the Hanged Man meant.

  I will definitely set a fire next time, and no one can persuade me... He took a deep breath, forced out a sneer, and barely maintained the persona of "German".

  "No need. "

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  With the sails fully spread, the "Blue Avenger" was moving forward at an extremely precise angle using the side wind. The ships behind it that watched it sail into unknown waters and tried to catch up to see what was going on were quickly left behind by its unparalleled speed and turned away helplessly.

  With the precise direction, the ghost ship arrived at its target location, the island where the "Gazer" was said to be wandering, before dusk, when the sun was still setting in the southwest.

  Angel took the monocular telescope borrowed from Alger, put it in front of his eyes, and looked at the island in the distance whose coastline was still hidden under the water sky.

  "There is a peak in the north and south, with a long and narrow valley in the middle. Although I can't see the coast, it should be the one I'm looking for. But I didn't see the stranded ship. Perhaps it has been rescued. "

  She said to Klein, handing him the telescope.

  "The wind is blowing in that direction now. We can arrive in about an hour," Alger squinted and looked over there, observing the target with the outstanding eyesight of the "Navigator". "Will you stay overnight on the ship first and explore the next day, or start immediately after arriving?"

  It was already around four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunlight would become dim in two hours at most, which was not suitable for exploring unfamiliar places. Angel wanted to answer and set off tomorrow, but she remembered Arrodes's reminder and was worried that the "Gazer" would soon change his residence due to some kind of fright. After a moment of silence, she replied:

  "I will make a decision when we get there."

  She winked at Klein, and the two of them got into the cabin and returned to their own room.

  "I plan to try to summon the black cat messenger first and try the method Arrodes said. If Ms. Wensa gives a positive response, we will set off at dusk and find the "Gazer" as soon as possible. If it refuses to help, we will make all preparations and land on the island tomorrow morning. "

  After she told Klein about her concerns, she said as she set up candles and built an altar.

  "I have also contracted a messenger who can communicate. If you refuse, you can try mine."

  Klein leaned against the wall with a smile on his face, watching Angel set up the altar.

  "Ms. Wensa is very powerful. I suspect that when she was alive... well, maybe she can still be called alive now... she was a mid-sequence extraordinary person, not even worse than I am now." After

  building the spiritual wall that included Klein, Angel said, rubbing the spiritual fire to light the candles, and began to recite the summoning spell.

  "...The messenger that belongs exclusively to Angelica Sage."

  "..."

  The spiritual wall was extremely quiet, and the candlelight burned steadily. The two stared at each other, and saw confusion on each other's faces.

  Ms. Wensa is not even willing to respond?

  "Hehe, it looks like I still have to do it! "

  As Germann chuckled and walked forward, he was poked by Angel. His abdominal muscles twitched for a long time before they calmed down.

  He waited for Angel to extinguish the candle and end the ceremony, then directly used the existing altar to recite the spell to summon the messenger.

  Since they were all looking for messengers to sign contracts under the guidance of Mr. Azik, Klein's messenger summoning spell was almost the same as Angel's, except that the last name was changed to "German Sparrow."

  After reciting the spell, the room was also extremely quiet.

  "Shall we go to the island tomorrow morning? "

  After a long silence, Angel said hesitantly.

  ...

  Above the deck, Alger Wilson looked at the sails dancing above his head with sweat on his forehead, as if dozens of crazy sailors were pulling the ropes randomly.

  For some reason, this ghost ship has undergone unknown changes since a few minutes ago. Although it is barely maintaining its course and speed towards the nameless island, it is quite reluctant. If it weren't for the captain who has been giving orders in his heart that it cannot refuse, I'm afraid it would immediately turn its bow and get as far away from its destination as possible.

  "Is it afraid of that island? No, we have been following the route without changing, and I have raised the defense level to the highest... Is it some messenger running to my ship again? "

  Alger muttered, looking down at the direction of the room of the two Tarot Club members, and a thought that he himself felt was unlikely popped up in his head.

  "Woo, woo--"

  The whistling sound of the sea breeze blowing through the canvas came, and the "Blue Avenger" seemed to have given up resistance, and the sail quickly stabilized.

  ...

  In the room, Angel and Klein were about to clean up the altar and remove the spiritual wall, when suddenly the wind was stirred, and the flame of the candle that was about to go out exploded.

  A human figure slowly emerged from the flames. She was wearing a complicated black dress, with a neat cut on her neck, and each hand was holding two heads with long golden hair.

  At this time, a head in her right hand was biting a ball of black fur, and below was a black cat with its back bitten, but it was pinching the cheek of another head with its teeth and claws. The two heads in the left hand also came forward, staring at the black cat with scarlet eyes, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

  Under the stunned gaze of the two men, the two messengers who were fighting suddenly stopped their actions.

  (End of this chapter)

   Chapter 483 Gazers and Traps

  "You..."

  Angel squeezed out a word, but didn't know how to continue.

  "Meow--"

  Taking this opportunity, the black cat Wensa's body rolled over, breaking free from the bite of the blond red-eyed head, and landed lightly on the altar table, grinning and looking up. A tuft of short black hair floated in the air and disappeared before landing.

  The headless messenger no longer attacked, but gracefully straightened up and floated in the air, holding four heads in both hands, and four pairs of eyes stared at the black cat, Angel, Klein, and the door. If

  it weren't for the scratch marks left on the face of one of the heads, this scene would have been more serious.

  Arger, who had just arrived outside the door and stopped to knock on the door to ask, was startled in his heart, and his outstretched hand slowly dropped, and continued to walk, walked through the door, and went back to the deck from the other side of the corridor.

  It was as if he just came to this floor for a walk.

  Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't look at what you shouldn't look at... "The Hanged Man" felt like he was back to the state of the first time he attended the Tarot Club.

  But isn't this my ship?

  Before returning to the deck, he only had this question in his mind.

  In the room, the two messengers and their masters looked at each other and fell into a long and awkward silence.

  "Summon..." "I..." "What..." "Something."

  Finally, it was the headless messenger lady who broke the silence. The four heads in her hands spoke one by one, trying to distribute the words evenly, as if they were performing a funny comedy.

  "Ms. Renette Tinicole, we may encounter some danger on the island in front of this ship. I hope to summon you to help deal with those creatures that shuttle between the spirit world later, okay?"

  Hearing his words, the four heads of the headless messenger Renette retracted their gazes and looked in a certain direction at the same time.

  That was the location of the nameless island, the target of the ghost ship's trip.

  After a moment, her heads turned back.

  "You want to..." "Deal with..." "Which one?"

  As if there was a problem with the assignment, the last head didn't get a line. His lips were pale, and his mouth seemed to be lacking in blood. He was stunned on the spot.

  "'Gazing'."

  Angel answered for him.

  "Okay."

  The head quickly added a word, and then all the heads spoke again:

  "But," "Need..." "Pay..." "Two thousand gold coins." Two thousand

  gold coins... Even if calculated by the most valuable Loen gold coins, it is only 2,000 pounds... Of course, this is not to say that 2,000 pounds is not high, but compared to the main ingredients of Sequence 4 potions, it is already very cheap...

  Angel didn't hesitate too much and immediately agreed.

  "No problem, but I have to wait until the matter is completed before paying, because it takes some time to raise gold coins."

  Although it was only the first time he met the headless messenger Renette Tinicole, her method of dealing with the black cat Ms. Wensa, who had signed a contract with her, left a deep impression on Angel, and he had high expectations for the role she could play.

  At the very least, as a messenger who can travel through the spirit world, she can also track down the escaped "Gazer".

  Hearing the answer, Renette's four heads nodded at the same time, causing her hands holding her hair to shake a little.

  Relieved, Angel looked at the black cat Wensa who had been motionless on the table. Seeing its blue eyes looking at her with some sadness, she suddenly felt guilty.

  After all, she summoned it with a spell, but agreed with other people's messengers in front of her to assist in the battle later. There is always a feeling of... in person.

  She just squeezed out a smile and prepared to apologize sincerely, when she heard Wensa open his mouth and meow, and then said:

  "I only want 1,500 gold coins."

  After a full second of stunned silence, Angel realized that Wensa was going to compete with Ms. Renette Tinicole for this "contract".

  But then, she was filled with joy. No matter how the battle ended, at least Wensa could fight Tinicole in the spirit world. If her offer was relatively low, could she...

  As soon as this thought came to her mind, Angel felt several eyes on her face. She glanced and found that the heads in Renette's hands had all turned around, and those pairs of scarlet eyes were staring at her.

  Are you planning to break the contract now?

  Without waiting for the other party to speak, she heard the threat in her mind, which was read out word by word in the style of the headless messenger.

  But Wensa's offer was very cost-effective. In addition to being moved, she also had a little hope that Renette could also feel the pressure of competition and take the initiative to lower the price.

  "Or, we can..." At this moment, Klein beside him suddenly stepped forward and whispered, "Both?"

  In an instant, twelve eyes of different colors looked at him.

  ————

  On the sea surface that was somewhat golden under the evening sunlight, Alger, the Hanged Man, paddled hard with his oars. After sending Angel and Klein to the beach, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the Blue Avenger docked not far away.

  Finally, they were sent out, otherwise I was worried that something strange would happen to my ship... He silently praised Mr. Fool and the Lord of Storms in his heart, and then said loudly:

  "It is dusk now. We can wait for up to 24 hours. If I can't see you tomorrow night, for the safety of my sailors and to protect this ship that does not belong to me alone, I will choose to leave.

  "Of course, if you pray to Mr. Fool and ask him to convey to me that you ask me to wait a little longer, I will also consider it as appropriate."

  This is basically a polite remark. If there is a chance to pray to the Fool, it means that the situation is not too bad, so waiting a little longer is naturally not a problem. If you really encounter a crisis where you cannot return to the Blue Avenger, you may not even have the opportunity to ask for help.

  "Thank you, we will arrive in time. "

  Angel nodded to express his gratitude, and walked towards the woods in front of the beach with Klein. Behind them, Alger was rowing a boat and struggling to leave the shallows.

  Compared to the primitive island that the three explored at night last week, the area of ​​this nameless island was pitifully small. The side facing the "Blue Avenger" was a beach and a not very lush jungle. In the center, there were two mountains about 300 meters high, one in the south and one in the north, and a narrow canyon in the middle.

  According to the information provided by Arrodes, the "Gazers" were wandering in the canyon between the peaks, and that would be the target of the two tonight.

  Of course, Angel first took Klein to the east side of the island, which was the location where she saw a stranded ship in the dream of Pierce, the senior deacon of the Church of Night on Pala Island.

  When she observed with a telescope from a distance, she did not find the ship, so she had been worried in her heart - could this not be the island she was looking for?

  But when the two came to the cliff on the east side when the sun set from the west and night had just fallen, and looked at the sea below, they immediately understood the fate of the ship.

  In the waves that kept hitting the cliffs below, floating barrels, wooden boxes, various cables, glass bottles and other daily necessities kept rising and falling, looming between the waves and reefs.

  Further away, two broken masts were stuck in the reefs, swaying slowly under the scouring of the sea.

  There were also countless fragments of wooden boards between the reefs, which gradually drifted away under the turbulence in different directions.

  The stranded ship had been broken into pieces by some powerful attack.

  Of course, Angel could tell at a glance that this was not the effect of the "Disaster" spell. The ship hit by the power of disaster would show obvious signs of decay, as if a thousand years had passed in an instant, while the various fragments below were very new, as if they were still intact a few days ago.

  Many of the surrounding reefs also showed sharp fractures, as if they were formed after being attacked by large-caliber artillery.

  "No wonder I didn't see it in the telescope, it turned out to be broken into pieces..."

  Angel was a little disappointed. If it was a complete stranded ship, there might be some valuable things left inside.

  "Judging from the time, the fleet of 'Vice Admiral of Dusk' Bulatov Ivan just passed here two days ago. This ship may have been destroyed by them."

  Klein judged, threw out a coin, did a divination, and confirmed his thoughts.

  "Or we can plunder first and then destroy it, so that we don't have to go there again..."

  Angel said a little disappointed.

  After fulfilling this wish, the two quickly returned to the jungle and walked towards the canyon between the two iconic peaks.

  The jungle was quite lively after nightfall, completely different from the primitive island that Alger had taken them to. Unfortunately, the animals that appeared were ordinary, mostly small-sized herbivores, and there was no sign of extraordinary creatures.

  But in fact, this is the common ecological group of isolated islands in the sea. Even in the capital of the Rorsted Archipelago, Blue Mountain Island where Bayam was located, it was rare to see traces of extraordinary creatures. Even if there were a few occasionally, they had been hunted and killed.

  The scene of the curly-haired baboons from the southern continent, the hunting black spiders from Intis, and the blue shadow falcons from Sonia Island gathering together on the primitive island was simply a miracle in the eyes of experienced Beyonders, just like a hodgepodge designed for the protagonist's experience in adventure novels.

  "Even the trees on that island are not the type that can be nurtured by the climate of the archipelago. Instead, they look like the snake-scale trees on the southern continent, and the species are quite single."

  Following Angel, who was using dark vision to explore the way ahead, Klein analyzed while holding a lantern and looking around.

  "But it's much more normal here, with towering palm trees and low shrubs...very similar to the rain forest on Blue Mountain Island."

  "So that island is weird?"

  Angel asked casually, looking forward vigilantly. Although there are no extraordinary creatures here, there are more dangerous "Gazers". You know, if you are stared at by them for too long, you will fall into various negative states. Once surrounded, it will be difficult to escape.

  "There is no need to doubt it. With so many creatures from different regions and habits gathered together, there must be some kind of power at work. Maybe it's the magical item that Alger mentioned, or maybe it's the person who ordered "Vice Admiral Hurricane" Qilingos and "Apostle of Desire" to assassinate Duke Negan."   

  Indeed, the goal of the "Apostle of Desire" is a "blasphemous card" that can allow him to be promoted to a high sequence, and Qilingos is also pursuing the "magical item" that can be obtained after completing the task. They are likely provided by the mysterious organization behind it, the "Twilight Hermits", whose name cannot even be mentioned.

  Wait, Mr. Fool also seems to have a "Black Emperor" card. Could it be that He is also related to this organization?

  And in the ruined city where I arrived after my death, there are also two blasphemous cards, "Witch" and "Red Priest"...

  Angel vaguely feels that there is some hidden connection between them, but he can't grasp the context.

  The two of them analyzed it one by one, and soon passed through the jungle and came to the entrance of the canyon between the peaks.

  "This is..."

  Pushing aside the branches of the bushes in front of her, Angel stopped, and Klein behind her curiously looked out and stood still.

  This is a deliberately cleared open space with a temporary camp set up in it.

  The railings made of shrub branches, the collapsed and broken tents, the rusty iron pots, the bonfires with ashes that had solidified into blocks, and the simple stone stoves all showed that this place had been abandoned for a long time.

  One person held a lamp, and the other used dark vision. They quickly explored this small abandoned base. In addition to finding some documents written in Feysac, which were no longer recognizable due to the effects of time and rain, they did not find anything useful.

  "It looks like a shelter built by stranded sailors. It has complete facilities. There is plenty of fresh water, fruits, and small animals nearby. There should be no shortage of survival supplies, but it has obviously been abandoned for many years, and... even the bones have not been found."

  Angel concluded, holding a scimitar that was also severely corroded. This is a weapon that sailors and pirates love to use at sea. It can be cut and cut, and is easy to maintain.

  "The sailors on the ship sunk by Vice Admiral Dusk?" Klein analyzed.

  "It shouldn't be. The fragments of that ship are very new. If it had been stranded here for the same amount of time as this camp, it would have long been rotten in the wind and rain due to lack of maintenance and repair."

  Angel shook his head and denied Klein's guess.

  Fortunately, the two people present were both masters of divination. Klein found an open space to sit down and used the rusty scimitar he picked up to perform a dream divination. He soon got some answers.

  "They are pirates who were stranded on the island five years ago because another ship lost its way and ran aground here. Because this place is far from the normal route, they chose to live here after reaching... a balance in numbers." After

  waking up from the dream, Klein frowned and explained his divination results. From his expression, it seemed that this "balance in numbers" was obviously achieved through some violent means.

  After all, a pirate ship has at least hundreds of sailors, and this camp can only accommodate a small half of them at most.

  "But after living like primitive people for a month, they mysteriously disappeared again. My divination was disturbed to some extent, and I couldn't find out where they went."

  Perhaps this kind of interference can be eliminated in the gray fog space, but I can't do it in front of Angel. Even if the excuse is convenient, it's not long before I get off the ship, and I really can't say it... Klein grabbed the scimitar and hesitated.

  "It's very likely that the 'Gazers' did it. They can easily kill ordinary sailors, and the anti-divination characteristics make it difficult for you to restore the scene."

  Angel didn't notice his entanglement. He looked around the abandoned camp and came to his own conclusion.

  "It's very likely, so these 'Gazers' have pure hatred and malice towards humans. We have to be careful."

  Throwing away the rusty scimitar and standing up from the ground, Klein patted the dirt on the hem of his windbreaker and said.

  Even if there is no malice, wouldn't I kill it to get the materials? Every step of the extraordinary people's promotion is to step on the corpses of countless extraordinary creatures... Angel quickly shook off this sentimental emotion, took out the "Good Luck" pistol and held it in his right hand, carefully left the camp, and continued to walk forward.

  Regardless of whether the desertion of this camp is related to the gazers, her goal has not changed.

  When they stepped into the narrow valley, the moonlight above their heads had become clear. The crimson light sprinkled on the treetops and then penetrated through the branches and leaves, revealing a strange atmosphere in the quiet valley.

  The two took turns to open their spiritual vision and search for traces of the gazers, but there were no signs of any biological activity at the bottom of the valley except for clumps of bushes, big trees, and pieces of gravel.

  Swish, swish.

  In the night, there was only the friction sound of their footsteps stepping on gravel and soil, and the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves from the sky.

  After Klein, who was lagging behind, walked past a bush, a pale figure slowly rose from under the flat stone he stepped on.

  It was wearing a white robe made of unknown material, with its hands and feet tucked inside. Only its head was exposed. However, on the top of its head, which had the same facial features as humans, there were thick tentacles where the hair grew.

  At the top of each tentacle, there was an eye with no white in the eye, only a pupil. These eyeballs turned quickly and stared at Klein, who was at the back of the team and was unaware of the danger. In

  an instant, Klein, who was being stared at, felt a cold touch from behind, followed by a feeling of weakness that spread throughout his body, and his limbs became stiff. He wanted to call for help, but he felt that even breathing became difficult. The vision of his eyes also weakened rapidly, becoming dim from the periphery to the center like an old TV. Even Angel, who was constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead and carefully patrolling in front of him, gradually dimmed.

  His "clown" intuition could sense the gaze of the "gazer" that drilled out from the ground behind him staring at him. It was a gaze from more than ten eyeballs that far exceeded their expectations before the action.

  This would prevent him from calling for help, and he would die of exhaustion!

  The next second, Klein kept walking forward, and fell to the ground stiffly. Under the gaze of more than ten eyes, he turned into a rough-cut, thin and transparent but equally stiff paper man. At

  the same time, the healthy Klein walked out from behind the tree next to him, stretched out his palm, and snapped his fingers.

  A bright yellow flame shot up beside the gazer, who was covered in a white robe and had tentacles all over his head. They licked the spirit creature that failed in the sneak attack, but could not cause any effective damage.

  But this provided another extraordinary person with an excellent landing point. With a "bang", the flames merged and surged, and the figure of Angel, who was ten meters away just now, emerged from it. She held the "Good Luck" revolver in her right hand and pulled the trigger in a split second. The "Sun Brooch" on her chest flashed continuously, and all the bullets with the power of "purification" were shot into the body of the white-robed figure.

  In his empty left hand, a sharp bone blade appeared out of thin air, burning with blazing black flames, and chopped straight at the tentacles with eyeballs on the head of the "Gazer".

  Before he could even take his eyes off the paper man, the Gazer was hit by the black flame blade and the purification bullet, and his thin and fragile figure instantly disintegrated, shattered like an illusion.

  The mirror substitute, this extraordinary creature actually used the extraordinary ability of the "witch"!

  Far away from the two of them, the pale figure of the "Gazer" emerged from the void. One of the tentacles on its head had an eyeball that had been broken. That was the result of a blow suffered by the substitute who replaced the original body.

  But there were still more than ten eyeballs left, which meant that it was almost invincible in a short battle, unless it could consume all the "substitutes" through some means.

  "Boom--"

  Without hesitation, Klein activated the "Creeping Hunger" that he had not dared to activate due to concerns about the side effects, and his left hand burst into a sun-like brilliance.

  "Holy Light!"

  A thick beam of light descended from the sky, covering the Gazer who was using the substitute to distance himself. Its pale face seemed to be integrated with a layer of golden color, and all the tentacles had their eyeballs closed tightly, crawling to avoid the dazzling light.

  Angel's sight was also locked on the Gazer who was bathed in the glory. She summoned invisible silk threads, pulled the surrounding trees, and launched her out like a projectile. She approached the opponent again at a speed that almost left an afterimage. The bone sword with black flames on the tip of the sword pierced into the body in the holy light with her speed, and once again smashed it into fragments that were still reflecting the holy light.

  In the sky, the white robe figure with a trace of black flames on it appeared again. Its eyeball tentacle, which had lost another one, just looked down, and it felt its brain heat up when it suddenly lit up and shot at it like lightning. The "mental shock" was like a burning knife inserted into its head, bringing severe pain and suppressing all its thoughts.

  "Bang--"

  The black flame that was about to go out suddenly exploded. Angel once again used "Flame Jump" to track the opponent to the air, raised the bone blade and was about to chop it down.

  At this moment, all the eyes of the "Gazer" that were narrowed due to severe pain suddenly opened, and the cold gaze focused on Angel. Her left hand that was about to chop down immediately became slow.

  Taking advantage of the momentary opportunity, this creature from the spirit world turned to the other side without hesitation, and its figure gradually became illusory, and it was about to use the spirit world to leave here.

  Just as Arrodes said, once this creature feels that the battle situation is unfavorable, it will choose to escape.

  "It is forbidden to escape to the spirit world here!"

  As his sight left, Angel, who had recovered from his slowness, used "lightness" to stay in place for a short time, and at the same time switched the rose necklace to the soul of "Judge", marking the large area around it as a range where entry into the spirit world is prohibited.

  The figure in the white robe that had become illusory paused, and then became clear again. A flaming bone blade was inserted from behind it and pierced through its chest. In the black flames that suddenly jumped up, pieces of illusion fragments fell. The

  figure of the "Gazing One" who used the substitute to escape again emerged from the air below, and flew to the ground without hesitation with the help of gravity. It wanted to escape from this space where it could not enter the spirit world, drill into the ground or fly into the mountains on both sides to avoid these two terrible hunters!

  On the ground below, Klein switched "Creeping Hunger" from the interrogator to the zombie. His whole body strength surged, and he moved like a beast. Frost formed on his fists, and he ran towards the landing point of the "Gazer" step by step.

  At the moment when the two sides were about to make contact, Klein once again felt the sluggish and weak feeling when he was attacked. He squinted and looked up. All the eyeballs of one of the tentacles of the "Gazer" were staring at him again, and the concentrated sight added layer after layer of negative effects to him.

  This moment of slowness made him pass by the figure in the white robe.

  "It is forbidden to escape into the spirit world here!"

  The ancient Hermes language came from above again. The illusory figure of the "Gazer" that was about to drill into the ground became solid, and the pale head with tentacles hit the hard ground. More than half of the tentacles stopped twisting in the violent impact, and the eyes at the tip were tightly closed, no longer looking around.

  Seeing that it could not drill into the spirit world, it moved its legs under the robe without hesitation and ran towards the depths of the valley at a speed that surprised the two.

  If it leaves the forbidden area again, it will be difficult to stop it... Angel and Klein chased in that direction in tacit agreement, alternately lighting black flames and throwing them out, or lighting flames on dry branches and grass in the distance, and then jumping forward, closely following the "Gazer" who was fleeing in panic but could not enter the spirit world.

  It seems that the ability of "Lady Despair" to use her eyes as a substitute for the magic mirror comes from the "Gazer", and this guy actually has so many eyes... Three of its eyeballs have been consumed, and there are about ten left. If we continue to follow this tactic, we should be able to use up all its substitutes and keep it... Continuously disappearing and reappearing in the flames, Angel calculated in her mind while chasing the pale figure in front of her. When she

  stepped out of the flames again, she was less than ten meters away from the fleeing "Gazer". As if sensing danger, the tentacles on the other side's head that could still move turned back one after another, and the eyeballs without whites stared at her closely.

  "Spiritual Storm!"

  Without hesitation, Angel raised her right hand, and the "Good Luck" pistol released a dizzying wave, and the tentacles immediately trembled and closed their eyes.

  But at this time, Angel had no way to catch up. After a knife fell, her whole body was stiff, and her limbs stood there weakly. Behind her, Klein, who used fire to jump and catch up, was the same.

  Around the two of them, pale figures floated up from the ground, and their eyes stared at them indifferently. The

  fleeing "Gazer" turned around, and a smile appeared on its pale face with human features.

  It successfully led the two enemies into the nest of its own tribe.

  (End of this chapter)

   Chapter 484 Obtaining Materials

  In front, behind, on the left, on the right.

  Including the "Gazer" who escaped here, there were five pale figures surrounding Angel and Klein. Some of them wore white robes like the first one, and some were naked. Their bodies were similar to humans, but their bodies were pale, their skin was wrinkled, and the details were difficult to discern. What was

  completely consistent was that the tentacles with eyes on their heads, together with the pair of eyeballs on their faces, focused their gazes carrying slowness, fatigue, and disease on the two people.

  "......"

  The "Gazer" who led them into the trap made a meaningless cry, and a hint of complacency could be seen from its face that was somewhat similar to that of a human.

  The prey had become weak due to slowness and fatigue. Even if they used "flame jump" and "mirror substitute" to avoid the gaze, they would be caught up by hunters who far outnumbered them in an instant, until they died under various negative effects.

  Just one more minute, no, maybe thirty seconds would be enough...

  A strong wind suddenly blew in the narrow valley, and the bushes and branches rustled.

  The five "Gazers" all raised their heads and looked at the sky. The space where only moonlight existed was distorted. In the void, a figure wearing a complicated long dress and with nothing above the neck slowly emerged. The

  four golden-haired heads in her hands all opened their scarlet eyes and looked at the four "Gazers" who were ambushing here and were unharmed.

  Without any hesitation, the figures of these ambushers with keen spiritual perception became illusory, almost in no particular order, and left the island at the fastest speed in their lives.

  This suddenly reduced the pressure on Angel and Klein, who were each under the gaze of more than 20 eyeballs, and allowed them to move freely.

  The only remaining white-robed figure, who had consumed several eyes and half of his tentacles hit the ground and was severely injured, found that the six heads and twelve eyes present were all looking at him, and he actually felt a hint of stiffness and coldness that only his prey could feel before.

  This was not the effect of "slowness" and "weakness", but a chill from the heart.

  Its body also became ethereal, and it drilled downwards on the spot, using the ground to leave reality and slip into the spiritual space where the enemy could not track it, wanting to follow the companions who abandoned it and quickly leave this place of trouble.

  But the next second, a black shadow pushed it back to the ground. Ms. Wensa, who was more than half a meter long and covered in black, used all four claws to press the chest of the "Gazer" upside down and pushed it into the air.

  Finding the right opportunity, Angel used the silk thread to jump up, and the bone blade that had been accumulated in his left hand pierced out like lightning, pointing directly at the opponent's fragile neck.

  "Mirror substitute..."

  As soon as the thought flashed through the mind of the "Gazer", he found that all his eyes that could be used as substitutes were covered with a layer of black mist.

  Those "substitutes" that came from his own flesh and blood and were almost uninterrupted, now all did not belong to him!

  On the ground below, the blue eyes of the black cat Wensa seemed to be staring at the "Gazer", interfering with the opponent's substitute ability, but his eyes actually crossed the doomed prey and looked at Renette Tinicole in the air.

  After exchanging glances with the four pairs of scarlet eyes, the two messengers seemed to utter a "humph" and disappeared one after another, leaving the real world.

  Between their figures, the body of the "Gazer" with its head and body torn apart and blood splattered was slowly falling.

  ...

  "Why did you cut the neck? Look, the blood is almost gone."

  Seeing Angel frantically taking out a glass bottle and collecting the pale, milk-like blood of the "Gazer", Klein chuckled and commented sharply on her final attack.

  Carefully watching the liquid level rise until it exceeded 150 ml, Angel took another 50 ml before stopping. While tightening the bottle stopper and using frost power to seal the precious potion materials, he looked at Klein with a warning look.

  "I, I'll sacrifice 'Creeping Hunger' to Mr. Fool..."

  Feeling a sense of crisis comparable to the previous battle, Klein shook the leather gloves on his hands, indicating that he would deal with this magical item with amazing negative effects according to the plan.

  "Don't go too far."

  Angel curled her lips, let Klein, who was talking nonsense, go, took out the ritual dagger, and began to dissect the pair of eyes on the face of the "Gazer".

  Obviously, the "Gazer's eyes" required by the potion formula refer to the real eyes in this position, not the pile of weird eyeballs on the tentacles.

  Otherwise, wouldn't the eyeballs on the tentacles of a "Gazer" alone be enough to promote more than five "Pain" witches?

  From the law of conservation of extraordinary characteristics, it is unlikely.

  Sure enough, in her spiritual vision, the body with its head and body separated was emitting milky white light spots, focusing on the position of the eyes on the face.

  I have to get the potion materials quickly and leave here as soon as possible... Angel thought.   

  Now she was under the weakening effect of the "Knight's Bracelet", and Klein had lost the right to use the "Creeping Hunger", which was the biggest guarantee of his combat power. This was the time when the two were at their weakest.

  Fortunately, Ms. Wensa and Ms. Renette had not gone far, and the "Gazing Eyes" who had escaped would not dare to come back to collect the bodies of their companions. There were no other extraordinary creatures on this deserted island, so it was relatively safe...

  Looking worriedly at the direction where Klein was going, Angel gathered his thoughts, dropped his dagger, and began to separate extraordinary materials.

  ————

  After walking a few dozen meters, until Angel's crouching figure disappeared in the bushes, Klein used the Holy Night Powder to arrange the spiritual wall, and used a simple sacrificial ritual to send the "Creeping Hunger", which had been unsealed and used and had to devour a living person to eliminate hunger, to the gray fog space. After

  walking four steps in reverse, he came to the gray fog. Klein hurriedly accepted his sacrifice and threw the magical item, which had been lying quietly since entering here and had no sense of hunger, into the pile of debris behind him. Then, without any delay, he returned directly to the real world.

  He opened his eyes and looked around. He was relieved to find that there was no difference from the one minute before he "left".

  This move was very dangerous. If Angel had been closer, he would have found that he was standing there with his limbs stiff, just like all the members of the Tarot Club who were summoned by the "Fool".

  At least the vest must be taken off to the "world" level. If the explanation is not good, I am afraid that the identity of the "Fool" will also be in danger. Fortunately, Angel seems to trust me very much, but this makes me feel more guilty... He complained in his heart, cleaned up the scene, and walked back to the place where the "Gazing One" died.

  Angel just took off the pair of eyeballs on his head at this time. The eyeballs that condensed all the extraordinary power emitted a breathtaking pale light. Even the crimson moon above his head could not be stained by its color.

  Just looking at this paleness, Klein felt that his limbs became stiff and weak again, just like when he was stared at by these extraordinary creatures before.

  This is the material for the Sequence 4 potion, the ladder to a higher sequence... He sighed, waiting for Angel to carefully put the eyeball away, and then he spoke:

  "Let's go back to the Blue Avenger now?"

  He deliberately did not mention how to deal with the remaining body of the "Gazer" under his feet. Not to mention how much spirituality these remaining parts still have, if Angel thinks that it can be sold for a lot of money and wants to sacrifice it to the Fool on the spot, how should he "receive" it in front of her? Did

  Mr. Fool just receive the "Creeping Hunger" and immediately refuse her sacrifice?

  "Let's go, this operation is very smooth, we should be able to set sail and leave this island before midnight."

  Angel nodded, and also ignored the "Gazer" body under his feet. It

  's not that she didn't think about getting more extraordinary materials, but after receiving 200 ml of blood, the headless body quickly withered, the skin became dry, and the wound no longer oozes milk-like blood, which shows that the spirituality inside the body is limited. After obtaining enough for a potion, it is difficult to obtain more.

  Even so, she still looked at the corpse reluctantly before leaving.

  "Fortunately, we entrusted two messengers with gold pounds to help us deal with these spiritual creatures. Otherwise, if we relied on ourselves, let alone killing one to obtain materials, I'm afraid it would be difficult to escape."

  Seeing that Angel was quite tempted to turn back and sacrifice the corpse, Klein quickly found a topic to attract her attention back.

  "But if Ms. Wensa and Ms. Renette hadn't been lurking in the dark, we wouldn't have tried to pursue them in depth. That gazer was obviously luring us into a trap, and the performance was too clumsy..."

  With a smile on his lips, Angel was in a very happy mood, holding the potion materials worth ten thousand pounds tightly in his palm.

  This was the tactic they had decided long before they set foot on this island. They made full use of the messenger's ability to freely travel through the spiritual world, and the "gazer"'s character of living in groups but not caring about the lives of their companions. They counter-ambushed the other party's ambush and successfully obtained the required materials.

  It was worth paying 2,000... no, 3,500 pounds for this!

  What was the matter with the explosive look between the two messenger ladies before they left?

  With a puzzled look in their eyes, the two left the valley and returned to the abandoned camp at the entrance.

  After passing through here and leaving the not-so-dense jungle, they could use fire to send a signal on the beach to summon Alger, the "Hanged Man" on the "Blue Avenger" docked near the sea, to pick them up, and then leave this sea area and return to Bayam.

  But at this time, the bonfire in the camp, which had not been used for many years and had not been lit, was burning, emitting warm flames.

  A woman in a light yellow dress with long black hair draped softly behind her was staring at the bonfire in a daze. When she heard the footsteps of the two, she slowly turned around, with inexplicable emotions in her golden eyes.

  "You are finally back."

  She said, her voice was not loud, but it penetrated into the hearts of the two without any hindrance.

  (End of this chapter)

   Chapter 485 The Mysterious "Arbitrator"

  A stranger actually appeared on this deserted island, and in the abandoned camp that the two had just walked through?

  Angel's heart was alarmed, and his pace slowed down. His hand touched the "Good Luck" revolver on his waist.

  Although the spirituality did not warn of danger, it did not mean that the other party had no hostility. For example, the other party did not show murderous intent for the time being, or the sequence was too high, and the strength gap was too large, the spirituality might not give a warning.

  Klein was holding a lantern behind her, and at this time he slightly staggered his position so that the two could support each other without being "caught in one fell swoop" by some abilities. "

  Excuse me, who are you?"

  After standing still, she asked softly, trying not to anger the other party and avoid unnecessary conflicts.

  The other party said "finally back", and he would not think that this abandoned camp belonged to the two of them, right?

  "Who I am is not important. What's important is that you just solved the "Gazing One" who has been living here, took away the extraordinary materials on it, and are ready to take the "Ghost Ship" on the sea to leave here?"

  The black-haired woman sat on a shabby box next to the campfire and said to the two people sideways.

  Angel noticed that her feet were bare under her skirt. Her toes were lightly touching the ground, occasionally scratching the gravel and dirt, but not getting a single stain on them.

  "Yes,"

  she answered honestly. The other party had explained everything about her trip tonight, so there was no point in denying it.

  Pah.

  The woman jumped off the box lightly and walked towards them on the gravel.

  "Don't be nervous. I'm just the same as the people in this camp. I'm just an unlucky person who was stranded on this deserted island. You can call me Annie." A smile appeared on her face that was so beautiful that it seemed unreal. "I'm waiting for you here. I just want to ask you for a small favor."

  Just like the people in the camp... What about these people in the camp?

  Angel felt cold sweat on her back. Before leaving here to hunt the Gazers, she and Klein used divination to determine that this camp was built by pirates who were in trouble five years ago, but a month later, they all disappeared.

  Could it be that the disappearance of the survivors was also related to the woman in front of him?

  She secretly winked at Klein, and the two of them moved further apart, almost forming an equilateral triangle with the woman by the campfire.

  At this time, the two did not dare to answer the words of the woman in the pale yellow dress in front of them. What about "a small favor?" Whether it is folk legends or some "counterexamples" in mysticism, it shows that if you easily agree to it at this time, you may suffer endless troubles.

  The woman was not annoyed by the silence of the two people in front of her. She walked briskly on the ground barefoot, making a clapping sound, as if a ten-year-old girl was running happily.

  But this sound reached Angel's ears, and it carried an indescribable sense of majesty and oppression, causing her mouth, which had been intended to be closed, to open involuntarily.

  "Do you mean that we should take you back to the nearest port?"

  Under heavy pressure, she had to say something to resist this discomfort.

  "Of course not. I can't leave, and neither can you," the woman who called herself Annie chuckled as if she had heard something funny. "When I say help, I mean that you guys should attack me with all your might, just like you did with the Gazer just now."

  As soon as she finished speaking, Angel suddenly rushed to the side. A black flame was generated in the direction she was moving forward, shooting out like a sharp arrow, and then changed from pitch black to bright yellow. That would become the landing point of her "flame jump." At

  the same time, Klein also ignited a bunch of dry grass in the distance with a snap of his fingers. Flames surged from the hem of his windbreaker and swallowed him whole.

  "Pah." "Pah."

  Two sounds like hitting a hard object rang out. Angel and Klein seemed to be hit on the head by a giant hammer, emerging from the void, still dozens of meters away from the landing point of the jump.

  In other words, the two of them almost didn't leave the spot.

  "I said, you can't leave here."

  At this time, Annie's words with a hint of teasing reached the ears of the two.

  It's the "Arbitrator"... and it's very likely to be a high-sequence Beyonder!

  Angel felt her heart slowly sinking, falling to the bottom of the valley.

  She was already proficient in using "Judge" to issue bans, and she knew that it was not necessary to use the ancient Hermetic language, but to integrate "bans" into ordinary conversations, which was definitely not something that a mid-sequence Beyonder could do.

  Facing such a demigod, Klein, who had just used the "Knight Bracelet" and had not yet recovered his strength, and who had sacrificed "Creeping Hunger" and only had his own Beyonder abilities, were no match for him.

  Only if the black cat Wensa and the headless messenger Renette came back, or if Mr. Azik came in person, could the current crisis be resolved!

  Angel glanced at Klein on the other side, who had obviously thought of this as well. He suddenly took out the copper whistle with the messenger summoning spell solidified from his pocket, blew it with unparalleled momentum, and the silent fluctuations echoed around the abandoned camp.

  "What are you trying to do by trapping us here?"

  Not knowing how long it would take for Azik's messenger to arrive, Angel no longer tried to use fire jumps to escape the "No Exit" area, but used words to attract Anne's attention and buy some time for Klein.

  "Why does everyone I meet ask me to repeat it over and over again?" Anne, with black hair and golden eyes, smiled bitterly, "I've said it very clearly, please attack me with all your strength."

  "Your battle with the 'Gazing One' was very exciting, but why are you unwilling to attack me? Are you afraid?"

  If the other party was not a demigod, Angel would not mind going up to teach her not to talk like that, but the problem is...

  She looked in the direction of Klein, and the incredibly tall skeleton messenger was disintegrating into pieces and drilling into the ground.

  Now it depends on how long it will take for Mr. Azik to arrive... As for Vensa and Reinette, the two who did not have time to set up the altar certainly did not have the opportunity to summon them.

  "That gentleman, are you done? Can we start?"

  Following Angel's gaze, Anne also looked at Klein and said with a chuckle.

  She didn't care about this "little action" of asking for help at all... Klein, who was being stared at, was slowly losing his expectations for Mr. Azik in his confident smile.   

  He put away the whistle and was about to say something to delay time, but the mysterious woman opened her mouth again and said:

  "It seems that I need to give you some motivation to attack me, such as... prohibiting you from breathing?"

  As soon as she finished her calm words, Angel and Klein felt that their breathing movements became sluggish.

  No, not sluggish, the breathing of the two people stopped completely, and only the waste gas that could not be discharged from the lungs was constantly circulating, which immediately made them fall into the panic of lack of oxygen.

  She didn't intend to delay us at all... Angel didn't hesitate any longer, took out the "Good Luck" revolver, cracked the hammer, and shot at Anne, who was wearing a light yellow dress and was extremely conspicuous in the night.

  "Bang--"

  The luck accumulated overnight finally took effect, and the bullet with 16 times the power of the original was fired from the barrel. The strong recoil even made her weak and slightly retreat two steps.

  When—

  this extraordinary bullet, which was as powerful as a large-caliber artillery shell, hit Anne's fair face, as if it had hit an armor plate several tens of centimeters thick, making a crisp sound and being bounced off with sparks. There

  was not even a trace left on the young woman's face, but her disappointment was evident.

  "That's it?" She seemed to be saying.

  This was an attack that could penetrate the body of the "Shepherd" with one blow, and even "Despair" had to use a substitute to dodge... In the opponent's majestic momentum and the suffocation of being unable to breathe, Angel felt that his head exploded with a bang.

  Without hesitation, she summoned the "Sword of Dawn" on her left wrist again, activated the "Flame Leap", and rushed out in the flames ignited by Klein's snap of his fingers.

  The bone blade that turned into a dagger stabbed at the opponent's most vulnerable throat with her restored and even stronger strength than usual.

  Anne seemed to be stunned, without any defensive action, just watching the tip of her dagger stab at herself.

  When——

  the same sound rang out, the extremely sharp "Sword of Dawn" was like scraping across an iron plate, and a string of sparks slid across Anne's neck, leaving a shallow white mark.

  Shaking her head in disappointment, the mysterious woman stretched out her slender right hand, grabbed Angel's left arm holding the dagger, pulled her towards herself, raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and asked sarcastically:

  "Is that all? You..."

  Anne suddenly looked down, and Angel's right hand, which had been motionless, was now pressing on her slightly barren chest, with his fingertips against a dark red iron sheet.

  "Disaster!"

  As the opening spell was recited, this talisman engraved with mysterious patterns and cast with blood instantly absorbed more than half of Angel's spirituality, and emitted a wave of palpitations that made Klein, who had just used illusion to help cover up Angel's movements from dozens of meters away, feel a wave of palpitations.

  That was the breath of absolute destruction and disaster.

  Being hit head-on by this force, Anne's teasing expression froze, her long black hair no longer fluttered in the wind, and her golden eyes lost their spirit.

  Then, her fair skin turned gray, and her light yellow dress was tattered, as if she had spent countless years like the relics of the surrounding camps.

  In the eyes of the two, the mysterious "Arbitrator" demigod collapsed on the gravel and sand, and turned into ashes under the night breeze.

  The "ban" also expired at the same time, and Angel's lungs inhaled fresh air, allowing her body, which had been lacking oxygen in the intense action just now, to recover quickly.

  But she still looked at the "Annie's ashes" on the ground in disbelief, and her right hand, which had just used the "disaster" spell, clenched and relaxed.

  Compared with the two lifeless and easily hit ships, an out-of-control bishop who took the initiative to grab the spell, this is the first complete demigod who died under the "disaster"!

  She took a deep breath, experiencing this sense of accomplishment, and looked back at Klein in the distance who helped her cover and provided the landing point for the fire in the battle.

  Behind her, Anne, who had black hair, golden eyes, and a pale yellow dress, stood less than a meter away from her with a smile.

  "It's a magical power. If it were you, maybe you could really do it..."

  She said calmly, then raised her left hand and pointed lightly in front of her:

  "Imprison."

  Angel, who had already kicked his feet and moved several meters away, felt that the air around him became sticky, as if it had become solid, as if it had become a transparent wall.

  She used the "Mirror Stand" without hesitation, and her figure turned into a series of illusory fragments that kept falling.

  But the next moment, she appeared in the same place again.

  The "Mirror Stand" could not allow her to escape the imprisonment of this demigod!

  "Exile!"

  Anne's other hand pointed at Klein, who had also escaped from the camp that no longer had the "ban" effect by flashing with fire. The latter only felt a huge force pushing him away.

  "No!"

  He shouted, lighting another bunch of dry grass on the ground, and was about to use the flash to return to Angel, but the "exile" command made him stay away and unable to get close.

  A moment later, rich colors kept flashing around the desperate Klein, and he was exiled from the deserted island of reality to the spirit world.

  In his sight, in the abandoned camp, Annie, who was killed by the "disaster" spell and resurrected in an instant, was smiling as she walked towards Angel who was imprisoned in the same place.

  (End of this chapter)