Passing through the forest and crossing the artificial lake, Zillinges managed to shake off his pursuers with the blessings of the wind.
He surveyed his surroundings, intending to pretend that he was escaping by diving into the Tussock River before turning around and running into Baekeland's economic center, Hillston Borough.
At that moment, his vision suddenly blurred as he saw the various colors in the darkness become abnormally rich.
The green trees turned greener, the bright red fruits turned redder, and the dark water turned darker. Everything was like a canvas that had been splashed with paint.
And in the sky where the crimson moon was blotted out, there were countless transparent shadows of indescribable shapes. There were bright lusters of different colors that contained mysterious knowledge.
Zillinges realized that he had stopped and was floating in midair. Beneath his feet was the constantly rising dark water surface, and beneath the water surface were pale-skinned palms that were grabbing outwards.
Oh no! Zillinges knew that he had been ambushed.
And the ambusher definitely wasn't weak!
A gigantic humanoid skeleton suddenly appeared in front of him. This monster was four meters tall, and its eye sockets burned with pitch-black flames. The white bones were illusory and hazy.
Zillinges stared at his enemy without any emotion as the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer.
At the same time, the glove on his left hand emitted a resplendent light, as though it was made of pure gold.
Zillinges leaned back and spread out his arms, as though he was embracing the Sun.
A pure, blazing light suddenly descended from the sky, enveloping the gigantic skeleton. The entire oil-like World trembled violently as the pale palms beneath the dark water surface evaporated one after another.
This was the Beyonder power of a Priest of Light!
This was a Sequence 5 Beyonder power of the Sun pathway!
This was the nemesis of the undead!
The resplendent pillar of light dissipated, and the pitch-black flames in the gigantic skeleton's eye sockets were instantly extinguished. Then, it turned transparent and dissipated into the air.
Before Zillinges could use the Priest of Light powers to shatter the oil-like World again, his expression froze.
He saw another huge skeleton on his left. It was almost four meters tall, and its eye sockets were burning with black flames. It was exactly the same as the monster from before.
Then, the same skeletal monsters appeared one after another around Zillinges. One, two, three … There were more than a hundred of them!
Over a hundred pairs of eyes burning with black flames cast their gazes at the target at the same time.
Below him, the dark water rose higher and higher, almost touching the soles of Zillinges's feet.
Pale, illusory palms grew out one after another and waved around, trying to grasp at the life-saving straw.
…
"Spread out and chase after them. Try to surround them." Ace Snake, the Cardinal of the Church of the Storm, gave an order and rose into the air amidst the sudden hurricane, flying in the direction where Zillinges had fled.
Duke Of Negan and the others didn't join the ranks of the Mandated Punishers. Maintaining their status, they stood by the window and watched from the balcony. Only then did the ordinary nobles, who were running around in panic, slowly calm down.
Due to the darkness and the incessant shouts, they didn't know what exactly had happened. All they knew was that the duke might have encountered an assassin.
Alger Wilson gritted his teeth and ran out of Duke Of Negan's mansion. He circled around the municipal park opposite and rushed to Hillston Borough.
Even if there was only a sliver of hope, he wasn't willing to miss it!
Suddenly, he heard a voice carried over by the wind.
"There's no need to chase after them."
There's no need to chase after them? It's Cardinal Snake's voice … Alger ran a few more steps before he stopped and turned to look at the sky in confusion.
He saw Archbishop Snake, who was wearing a black robe embroidered with the symbol of the Storm, hovering above the woods and artificial lake, staring diagonally down.
Alger frowned. Without the time to think about the reason, he ran at high speed towards the cardinal.
As he got closer, he could see more clearly with the help of his Seafarer Beyonder powers.
The squarish face of the Spellsinger of God was expressionless, but his posture indicated his seriousness. The white hair that peeked out from under his black bonnet fluttered in the wind, accentuating his abnormally stern silver eyes.
Alger retracted his gaze and ran out of the woods.
The cold surface of the lake that shimmered with crimson moonlight suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a tall figure appeared near the shore.
This figure had a unique wide chin, and his brown hair was tied into an ancient warrior's bun. His dark green eyes were cold and empty.
Zillinges!
Rear Admiral Hurricane Zillinges!
Alger was first stunned, then he was pleasantly surprised. He couldn't believe his eyes, suspecting that the darkness had caused him to hallucinate.
Before he could react further, he suddenly saw Zillinges's face rapidly rot, to the point where yellowish-green pus flowed out, and his flesh and blood fell off piece by piece.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
All that was left of Zillinges's face was white bones, and his two empty eyeballs fell out of their sockets, smashing onto the ground by the lake.
With a cracking sound, Zillinges completely fell apart. His clothes were spread over him, blocking the rotting flesh and white bones, as well as the shimmering light.
In less than twenty seconds, one of the seven pirate admirals, Zillinges, had died in a bizarre manner in front of Alger.
This horrifying scene was deeply imprinted in Alger's mind, making him suspect that he was having a terrifying nightmare.
What happened?
Didn't Zillinges successfully escape?
Why did he die so strangely and simply here?
What did he encounter to lose his life in such a short period of time …
He's a Sequence 6 Wind-blessed, the owner of Creeping Hunger!
Who did it?
Why did they kill Zillinges …
Just as Alger couldn't help but have countless thoughts flash through his mind, he heard the magnetic voice of Spellsinger of God, Ace Snake.
"Did you tell anyone else about this information?"
"Does anyone else know about this information?"
Alger instantly regained his composure, looked at Zillinges's corpse, and explained in a prepared manner, "I just received the information and reported it to you.
"As soon as I received the information, I reported it to you, Archbishop."
At this point, he couldn't help but grumble inwardly. If Ace Snake hadn't gone for a stroll by the Tussock River, making me spend quite a bit of time looking for him, Zillinges might not have been able to escape Duke Of Negan's mansion!
Of course, he didn't dare voice such grievances in front of a High-Sequence Beyonder. All he could do was respectfully and humbly continue describing.
He could only respectfully and humbly continue describing, "The personnel who received the information directly were even sacrificed, and those who were in transit did not open the letter. I can confirm this."
"But I can't be sure if the source of the information was leaked. Since we know of it, it's possible for others to know as well."
As Alger spoke, he began guessing who killed Rear Admiral Hurricane Zillinges.
The person or organization that commissioned Zillinges to assassinate Duke Of Negan? But since Zillinges has successfully escaped, and there's no possibility of him leaking anything, there's no reason to kill him … If it were me, I'd let Zillinges lie in ambush, and when everyone thinks that he has escaped from Baekeland, I'd carry out another assassination …
Besides, Zillinges has always trusted himself. He wouldn't tell anyone about the assassination plan ahead of time. Duke Of Negan has recently been holding gatherings for the few bills in September, so there's no need to worry about the lack of opportunities. Apart from Zillinges himself, no one can be sure when and where he will take action … Unless, unless it's a Prophet … The possibility is very low …
Another faction? Impossible. Miss Justice discovered the problem on the spot and used the method of praying to Mr. Fool to transmit the information. Other than us, it's impossible for any other organization to receive the news at the same time …
Mr. Fool … Alger was alarmed as he thought of a possibility.
The one who did it was Mr. Fool's Blessed!
He happened to be in Baekeland, so he "happened" to help!
The more Alger thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was close to the truth.
Only the members and subordinates of Tarot would know the information immediately!
Only a Blessed of The Fool taking action would make people feel that the matter was strange and lacked a motive!
As his imagination ran wild, Archbishop Snake fell silent for a moment before saying to the other Mandated Punishers who had rushed over, "Zillinges is dead.
"Qilangos is dead. A High-Sequence Beyonder killed him, or he used a Sealed Artifact of the same grade. However, this is rather dangerous, and the possibility isn't high."
"After preliminary observation, I believe it's a High-Sequence Beyonder of the Death pathway, perhaps a member of the Charismatic Order, but it's not the one I know. It could also be a member of another secret organization."
"The motive is unknown."
The Charismatic Order originated in the Southern Continent, and it was said that it was a secret organization established by some descendants of Death in an attempt to resurrect Death. After the Southern Continent was invaded and colonized, they were nearly destroyed, but they tenaciously survived and developed into the various countries of the Northern Continent.
High-Sequence Beyonder … Yes, only a High-Sequence Beyonder can kill Zillinges in such a short period of time! A Blessed under Mr. Fool is already a High-Sequence Beyonder … That's a demigod! Alger looked at the pile of rotten flesh and bones again. He was in a very detached state, as if he had lost all his emotions. He was staring blankly at everything in a daze.
If one day, I betray Mr. Fool … He suddenly had such a thought.
Immediately, the horrifying scene of Zillinges rapidly rotting appeared in his mind.
Alger couldn't help but shiver and lower his head.
At the same time, he relaxed.
Since I can't escape or resist, I can only choose loyalty.
Phew … With Zillinges dead, no one can threaten me with that secret anymore! He exhaled and completely calmed down.
…
In the Duke Of Negan's mansion, Audrey Hall, who was accompanying her mother and the noble ladies to discuss the assassination, saw her father, who had a beautiful mustache, appear at the door.
She found a reason to leave the lounge and went to the balcony of the hall.
"Father, what's the matter?" Audrey looked at Earl Of Hall with her emerald eyes.
She had inherited the color of her eyes from her mother, not her father.
Earl Of Hall chuckled.
"The matter has been resolved, my child. You don't have to worry anymore."
"Hmm … Did you tell anyone else that Baron Gramir was an impersonator?"
"No." Audrey shook her head firmly.
I only told an existence that was close to a deity … She added silently in her heart.
She thought for a moment and described the matter in detail.
"After telling you, I went to the washroom first and then went to Mother's. You can ask her."
"Okay." Earl Of Hall nodded slightly and didn't say anything else. Instead, he mentioned, "Zillinges is dead. He was killed."
"Who?" Audrey was surprised and excited.
"I don't know. We can't even guess why the murderer wanted to kill Zillinges. It's really incomprehensible." Earl Of Hall paused and said, "It might be a person, or it might be an organization, a secret and powerful organization."
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