When he put down the copper whistle, Klein had already activated his Spirit Vision.
He saw the illusory white bones on the ground weakly as they slowly formed a gigantic body. If the same scene from before was described as a fantastical fountain, then this was just an ordinary faucet that had been turned upside down.
The corners of Klein's mouth twitched indiscernibly as he pretended not to notice anything amiss.
After a few seconds, the skeleton messenger was finally pieced together. Its nearly four-meter-tall body penetrated the ceiling once again as the pitch-black flames in its eye sockets burned silently.
Klein neatly folded the letter he had previously written and threw it upwards.
In the letter, he described in detail the tycoon, Jimmy Necker, the Death documents unearthed from the Southern Continent's Balam Empire mausoleum, the relationship between Vice Admiral Hurricane Zillinges and Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy. He also mentioned that he had completed an infiltration. Although the assassination had failed, he had left behind an item that could be used to determine the location of the Black Death.
Of course, he didn't mention how he had infiltrated. All he did was roughly replicate Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy's combat techniques and style.
When the messenger received the letter with a hand that could send an adult flying, Klein coughed and cleared his throat.
"I already have a messenger that belongs to me."
The pitch-black flames in the skeleton messenger's eye sockets clearly pulsed twice as its body suddenly disintegrated. It plummeted like a waterfall and drilled into the wooden floorboards.
Now, there's no need to be afraid of becoming my messenger, right? Am I that irritating to you? Hmm … It's likely that these messengers from the Underworld can't bear to part with Mr. Aztec. After all, he's a direct descendant of Death. Perhaps they aren't even separated by a generation. Cozying up to someone powerful, I get it! Klein was just about to pack up and check out when his nose suddenly itched as he sneezed.
Achoo! Achoo! Cough! Cough!
His nose was running and he was coughing as his forehead slowly but firmly burned.
Oh no, Vice Admiral Ailment's ailment is still lingering in my body, and I rushed back to Bayam while braving the cold winds of about 10 ° C. This time, I'm really sick … Klein used inferior toilet paper to blow his nose, wondering if he should summon himself and move around in his Spirit Body state to allow his body to recover.
After serious consideration, he felt that it was impossible. Firstly, his physical condition would obviously affect his Spirit Body's condition. There was a close and strange connection between the two. Secondly, if he didn't take care of it, his physical condition would definitely worsen.
I'm a little muddle-headed from the fever … Klein touched his forehead and planned on returning to the Wind of Azure Inn to rendezvous with Danitz before considering if he should head to the hospital or clinic to buy some medicine.
…
City of Silver, Berg household.
He finally obtained the Radiance Spirit Pact Tree fruit that Ma 'am Hermit had promised him and concocted the High Priest Sun potion.
It was golden in color and had a boiling temperature. When Derrick drank it, his throat felt like it was burning.
His eyes suddenly lit up, becoming brighter and brighter, as though there were two miniature Suns hidden in them.
Circles of bright radiance bloomed on the surface of his body, and visible black patches appeared on his exposed skin.
At the same time, his hair grew longer, as though they had turned into feathers that were wrapped in golden flames.
Derrick knew that consuming a potion at Sequence 7 would result in a similar change. He didn't panic or panic as he gritted his teeth and repeatedly recalled the pain he felt when he killed his parents with his own hands, as well as the hope that burst forth from deep within his heart after meeting Mr. Fool. He persevered in that situation where he was on the brink of losing control.
After a while, all his abnormalities calmed down. However, the air he exhaled was still mixed with the warmth of the Sun.
He felt that his physique had been strengthened again, and he had quite a bit of resistance to ailments and harsh environments.
However, this wasn't the main point. Derrick preferred the knowledge of theurgical spells that filled his mind.
They included [Flame of Light], [Fear Immunity], [Holy Oath], [Purification Strike], [Sun Halo], [Holy Light Summoning], [Holy Water Creation], and so on.
Derrick paced back and forth in delight, feeling that these theurgical spells were very suitable to deal with the evil monsters that lurked in the depths of the darkness.
He didn't hide anything and headed straight for the twin towers to register his advancement.
This way, after a preliminary review, he would have the qualifications to be the captain of a patrol team. He would be able to come into contact with more information about the City of Silver.
This includes the method that Mr. World wants to remove the mental corruption in a Beyonder characteristic … As Derrick answered the various questions from the registrar, he couldn't help but recall the promise that he had never been able to fulfill.
Owing others always made him feel uneasy and uncomfortable. But now, he finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel.
…
Inside the Amyris Leaf Bar, Wormtongue Mithor King held a cup of red wine and sat opposite Strongman Ozil. He crossed his right leg and slowly asked, "What's the matter?"
He crossed his right leg and slowly asked, "Have you found out the exact situation?"
He had accepted Captain Ailment Tracy's arrangements and returned to Bayam to investigate the fake Elaine. For this, he had found Ozil, who had issued the mission for him. It was impossible for him to directly question the Resistance because there was a high chance that they were cooperating with the fake Elaine. Questioning them was no different from directly going to the governor-general's office to exchange his head for a bounty.
Ozil pulled a chair over and sat down.
"They didn't hide anything, but I'm not sure if they're telling the truth or a lie. As you know, I like my fists more than my thoughts.
"They said that Elaine was sent by Blazing Dhaniz. He represents the will of Vice Admiral Iceberg, hoping to establish a cooperative relationship with the Resistance and provide them with a certain amount of aid. As for Elaine, it was an expression of goodwill."
Blazing Dhaniz? Vice Admiral Iceberg … Misol ruminated over the two names as his expression slowly turned solemn.
He leaned back in his chair as his brows furrowed bit by bit.
As the former Vice Admiral Hurricane's subordinate captain and now the third mate of Vice Admiral Ailment's flagship, he was no stranger to the other pirate admirals. He knew that Vice Admiral Iceberg was powerful and had a rich collection. With just one ship and a few subordinates, she was able to resist other pirate admirals. In terms of combat strength, she was perhaps stronger than his two previous bosses. But the problem was that Vice Admiral Iceberg rarely participated in the battles between pirates. She was known for gathering information, exploring the unknown, and searching for treasures. She was more like an adventurer than a pirate.
Why did she suddenly want to assassinate Captain? This doesn't match her character … She was previously harmed by Admiral of Blood's rumors. She should be focused on exacting revenge on him … Misol sipped a mouthful of red wine and rubbed his forehead with his other hand.
He temporarily stopped thinking about Vice Admiral Iceberg and placed his attention back on Blazing Dhaniz.
As he carefully recalled, his pupils constricted. He discovered that the familiar fourth boatswain of the Golden Dream had indeed been problematic recently.
He set up a trap and killed Steel Maveti, Blood Brambles Hendry, and Calm Squall. His bounty was raised to 4,200 pounds, and in a very short period of time, he was embroiled in some unknown matter. His bounty jumped again, reaching 5,500 pounds. This has already exceeded mine … Misol muttered silently to himself as he subconsciously thought of Blazing Dhaniz. He felt that he had become mysterious and terrifying.
He advanced? Or did he obtain great benefits from something? Misol moved his waist as he leaned forward and put down his wine glass.
He muttered solemnly,
"I originally treated his bounty increase as a joke.
"Now, the facts tell me that Blazing Dhaniz is a great pirate who is worthy of a 5,500 pound bounty!"
Misol suddenly looked up and said to Strongman Ozil, "Help me gather information on Blazing.
"Help me gather information on 'Blaze', the most recent ones!"
…
In a luxurious suite at the Wind of Azure Hotel.
When Dhaniz opened the door and saw German Sparrow, he looked around warily before making way.
"How was it? Did the hunt succeed? "he asked curiously and excitedly after the door closed.
Vice Admiral Ailment is a famous beauty. When I first saw her, she was more charming than I imagined. If she were to die just like that, it would be a waste. I should lock her up and imprison her forever … Pui! How can she be as beautiful as Captain? There are plenty of people with such looks in the Red Theater! Dhaniz thought in a rather conflicted manner.
Klein clenched his fist and placed it in front of his mouth as he coughed violently.
"Almost," he replied coldly after calming down.
"What a pity …" Dhaniz sighed in passing.
However, he was thinking:
That lunatic, German Sparrow, is really strong!
He nearly succeeded in infiltrating the Black Death to assassinate Vice Admiral Ailment. And even if he failed, he would have successfully returned without any injuries!
One had to know that the reason why every pirate admiral was famous across the Five Seas, second only to the Four Kings, was not only because they were strong, but also because they represented a team or faction. They had numerous Beyonders under them. To be able to escape the Black Death after the assassination failed, it was enough to prove that German Sparrow was in no way inferior to any pirate admiral!
"Is Creeping Hunger really that powerful? No, if it were me, even with Creeping Hunger, I wouldn't be able to do such a thing … Dhaniz increasingly felt that his decision to not resist German Sparrow back then was extremely wise.
Klein coughed again and prepared to instruct Dhaniz to buy some medicine for him at the hospital.
He then realized that the source of his illness was a little complicated. If he didn't get a doctor to examine him carefully, the prescribed medicine might not be effective. It was the same even if Rosell The Great had invented many practical medicines ahead of time.
If it wasn't for the fact that I can't use the gray fog to establish a telemedicine system, I would've gotten Emlyn White to treat me and get me some medicine … Klein went to the washroom to wash himself, changed into his original clothes, and burned the portion from the fisherman.
Upon seeing him come out, Dhaniz held a paper bag and went over.
He smiled obsequiously and said, "This is the 700 bounty."
At this moment, he and Klein simultaneously heard someone knock on the door. The visitor was Captain Erland.
The captain dashed into the room and gave Gehrman Sparrow a deep look. He suppressed his voice.
He suppressed his voice and said, "I was about to return to Pritz Harbor, but I received another piece of news.
"Something big seems to have happened at Bansy Harbor."
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