Whoosh!
A gust of wind blew out from Bishop Millet's body, lifting up his dark blue priest robe.
Kacha! Kacha! The branches of the nearby trees snapped and flew into the air.
Donna's body involuntarily rose up and was thrown a few meters away. She fell to the ground, her entire body in pain.
It wasn't just her. Cecil, Denton, Timothy, Harris, and the others were also sent flying by the wind and fell to different spots. Only Cleves, Teague, and Urdi — either because they had been exercising for a long time, or because their bodies were abnormally fat and heavy — only staggered to the ground and rolled a few times.
Erland, who was facing Bishop Millet, continuously retreated and somersaulted backward to avoid the oncoming wind pressure.
Klein and Dhaniz didn't resist it head-on. Instead, they took advantage of the momentum and floated like kites. They looked like they were about to fall, but they ultimately maintained their balance.
As soon as the hurricane stopped, six figures appeared in the dispersed fog. They were all wearing black cloaks and had lost their heads. Only their necks were still gurgling with blood, and only the swirling breeze held up their hoods.
Hiss! Hiss!
The low growls of wild beasts before they were ready to pounce came from their throats.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Thin and sharp wind blades shot out, leaving an obvious and deep crevice in the spot where Klein was tumbling.
Tap! Tap!
On either side of Bishop Millet, who was holding a lantern and gently fluttering his dark blue priest robe, the six headless men charged at Klein, Erland, and the others, causing the ground to tremble.
One headless monster was already very difficult to deal with, and now there were six of them … Furthermore, there was an obviously corrupted bishop! When Blazing Dhaniz saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.
At this moment, a brass beam of light flew past him and shot into the distance.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Aztec's copper whistle fell to the ground and bounced a few times.
With a whoosh, the six headless men changed directions at the same time and rushed towards where Aztec's copper whistle had stopped, leaving Bishop Millet standing alone in his original spot.
Klein seized the opportunity, raised his left palm, and tore off the Sun Brooch from his coat. He threw it to Captain Erland, who was closest to him, and simply shouted, "It's Captain Erland.
"Inject spirituality, five seconds, holy water."
With that said, he ignored the silk top hat that had been blown away. He crouched down and rushed towards Bishop Millet from left to right.
Sou sou sou!
Numerous wind blades shot out, all aimed at Klein.
In an instant, many marks that looked like they had been cut by knives and axes appeared on the ground. Klein either rolled, pounced to the side, or used his hands to support himself on the ground and jumped up, dodging the first round of fire.
The dark red light in Bishop Millet's eyes intensified as he raised his hands.
Sou sou sou sou sou sou!
At this moment, the attack of the wind blades was like a machine gun. Klein only had enough time to dodge most of them before his body was torn apart, turning into thin and light paper scraps that flew in the air.
Klein appeared in another direction and continued to rush toward Bishop Millet. He wanted to close the distance between the two of them to a point where he could unleash his full power!
...
After catching the Sun Brooch, Erland immediately felt the heat. He wished he could take off his clothes and jump into the water that was about to freeze.
He pondered over the words left behind by German Sparrow for a moment before taking out a tin-colored, square wine flask from the inside of his clothes. He twisted open the lid and poured out all the Lanti Proof inside. The rich fragrance of the wine quickly spread in all directions.
Blazing Dhaniz looked around and had a certain grasp of the situation.
He grimaced in pain as he squatted down on one knee and pressed his palms to the ground.
Two scarlet fire snakes appeared out of thin air, sticking close to the ground as they spread towards Aztec's copper sentry post, creating a wall of fire around it.
He originally wanted to throw a fireball at Bishop Millet, allowing German Sparrow to use the flames to easily jump to his vicinity and launch an attack. However, when he saw that the area around the bishop was still filled with fierce winds, he rationally gave up on this idea. He planned on clearing the headless monsters first to prevent them from interfering with German Sparrow's true strength.
Cleves, Cecil, Teague, and Harris had already stood up and retrieved their guns. They protected Urdi, Donna, Timothy, and the others in the middle, guarding against any other monsters that might come.
Their experience told them that it was best not to interfere in a battle that didn't belong to humans without prior training.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The six headless men ignored the burning flames as they charged through the scarlet walls and fought over Aztec's copper whistle like hungry dogs.
This gave Erland time to calmly inject his spirituality into the Sun Brooch and wait for the holy water to condense and flow into the square wine flask.
When Dhaniz saw the group of headless men scrambling for the whistle, his heart stirred. He bent down, and with a flushed face, he condensed a blazing white spear in his right palm.
He took a step forward, turned his waist, and swung his arm, throwing the flaming spear out. It whistled through the air as it hit a headless man and nailed it to the ground.
Blazing white flames soared, and a small portion of the headless man's body was directly reduced to ashes. The rest of the body was also burning, constantly emitting a black-green gas.
Seeing that his attack had succeeded, Dhaniz was about to continue when he suddenly sensed a crazy and terrifying hunger.
At that moment, he felt as if he had arrived in front of an abyss, and he was just one step away from falling into it.
He knew that German Sparrow was no longer suppressing the crazy soul in his body.
After using Paper Figurine Substitutes three times in a row, Klein finally entered the predetermined distance.
The glove on his left hand suddenly erupted with a hunger that had been suppressed for a long time. Dark golden scales squirmed as they grew out.
Klein's pupils turned faint as if they were vertical.
Right on the heels of that, his eyes reflected Bishop Millet, whose dark blue robe gently rippled.
Without a sound, the middle-aged man, who was about to create a large number of wind blades, suddenly tilted his head back, and his body froze for a second.
His eyes, which were emitting a dark red glow, had lost his rationality and were filled with madness. His skin became smooth and colorful, like the skin of some aquatic creatures.
He let out a gasp that sounded like it came from the depths of the sea, and slippery, disgusting tentacles suddenly emerged from under his blue robe!
Psychiatrist's Frenzy!
Klein originally wanted to use this opportunity to interrupt the other party's attack and create an opportunity for subsequent control, but he didn't expect Bishop Millet to lose control after going Frenzy!
The moment he, who had long been corrupted or corrupted, lost his rationality, he immediately fell into the abyss of losing control!
Seeing this, Klein's pupils constricted, and without any hesitation, he switched to the controlling soul.
As the other party went berserk, the glove on his left hand was dyed gold. His expression became dignified, and his gaze locked onto Bishop Millet once again.
Two lightning-like rays of light instantly lit up in his eyes.
Suddenly, Bishop Millet let out a blood-curdling scream. He retracted his palms, along with his tentacles, and covered his head.
His psyche had been pierced, causing him an indescribable pain.
Interrogator!
With a push of his right palm, Klein stood up, and his left hand lit up with a brilliant light.
Right on the heels of that, he leaned back and opened his arms, as if he was embracing the Sun.
A thick, pure, and blazing light descended from the sky and landed on Bishop Millet, completely enveloping him.
The surroundings turned as bright as day, and the strong winds came to an abrupt stop.
Sequence 5, Priest of Light!
Bishop Millet's body began to evaporate, first his skin, then his tentacles, and finally his flesh and blood.
When the brilliant pillar of light disappeared, he no longer looked human. He had turned into a monster made of white bones and flesh, and his aura was rather weak.
However, he wasn't dead yet!
The vitality of a Rampager was unprecedentedly tenacious!
Klein's expression didn't change as he rushed to the side of Bishop Millet's remnant body. He knelt on one knee, leaned forward, and pressed his left palm on the pool of flesh and blood.
He didn't continue using the powers of the Priest of Light because he wanted to leave food for Creeping Hunger!
A crack silently appeared on the palm of the glove. Two rows of illusory, white teeth grew out from inside, crazily devouring the flesh and blood, bones, and spirituality.
However, Bishop Millet was still struggling. He stabilized his flesh and blood and grew a few new tentacles, attempting to wrap around Klein and pull him into his embrace.
Klein threw away his cane, pulled out his revolver, aimed at the monster, and fired five shots.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Light gold, brass, or silver bullets hit Bishop Millet, stirring up flames of different colors.
Bishop Millet once again let out a scream that came from his soul. He was no longer able to resist Creeping Hunger. Even his flesh, blood, and soul turned into a torrent that surged into the greedy mouth.
In just two to three seconds, all that was left on the ground were pieces of clothing, the remains of banknotes, and slowly condensing dark blue and green light.
This was the difference between "devouring" and "grazing."
Klein wanted the latter more, but there was no other food here.
At the same time, Captain Erland had already created two waves of holy water into the square wine flask.
Dhaniz hurriedly shouted at him:
"Throw it over!"
Without any hesitation, Erland threw the wine flask at the headless man who was fighting for the copper whistle.
Cough. Dhaniz cleared his throat and stood up.
He leisurely stuck his left palm into his pocket and pushed his right hand forward. Scarlet Fire Ravens quickly condensed around him.
These semi-illusory Fire Ravens flapped their wings and flew out. They followed different paths and crashed into the square wine flask at the same time, right on top of the group of headless people.
Rumble!
The square wine flask shattered, and holy water splashed down from the Sun.
Sizzle! The remaining headless people were all drenched. They screamed and convulsed as they fell to the ground.
They quickly melted and turned into blood. Aztec's copper whistle lay quietly in the middle of the clean area.
It's over … German Sparrow is really strong. Even if he encounters Captain, he still has the ability to resist … Unfortunately, I didn't see what Beyonder powers he used just now … Dhaniz turned his head to look at Klein, who was standing in front of Bishop Millet's remains, and sighed silently.
Then, he saw Gehrman Sparrow sweep a cold glance at him.
Subconsciously, Dhaniz ran out aggrievedly and picked up Aztec's copper whistle.
Donna rubbed her bruised arm and saw Uncle Sparrow, who was dressed in a long black suit, take a few steps back, bend down, and pick up the half top hat. He silently dusted it off and put it back on.
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