One awkward, difficult, ear-piercing, and incomprehensible word after another was slowly said by Klein. It caused the hurricane created by the bronze door's terrifying suction force to turn silent. It made the dark surroundings turn darker.
Only at this moment did he know that the Beyonder power Ludwell had just used was called Language of the Dead. It could bypass the protection of flesh and blood and target the Spirit Body.
It was an advancement of a Spirit Medium's powers. It raised the direct connection between spirits to a form of control, or even enslavement!
The language that living creatures couldn't understand resounded on the deck. Ludwell couldn't help but freeze in his spot as a layer of translucency rapidly surfaced on the surface of his pirate captain attire.
His spirit was being tugged at by an illusory force!
At this moment, the black square ring on Ludwell's left index finger lit up with a faint glow.
The Spirit Body that had been forcefully pulled out immediately returned to his body as the two fused back into one.
Clang!
Ludwell pulled out the thin rapier hanging by his waist with his right hand.
It was iron-black in color, and its tip absorbed the surrounding light, transforming into a black point.
This Admiral Hell suddenly took a step forward, and with a violent gust of wind, he suddenly closed the distance between them. Following that, the rapier in his hand stabbed out like lightning!
The bronze door covered in mysterious patterns remained standing where it was. It didn't vanish despite Ludwell retracting his left palm. This was different from the powers that Klein had previously seen from Miss Sharon that relied on mystical items!
Puah!
The black rapier pierced through Klein in an unavoidable manner.
Klein's figure rapidly shriveled, turning into a thin piece of paper. The paper's surface was a dry yellow, as though it had been weathered for ten thousand years.
The hurricane that the bronze door stirred up blew past, pulverizing the paper figurine.
In midair, Klein leaped out of the abyss with a large number of charms from the Sea God domain in his hand.
"Storm!"
Hurried and awkward-sounding ancient Hermes words burst forth as the tin flakes burned, sacrificing themselves to the Sea God. This also meant that as long as Klein was willing, he could retrieve most of the materials and repeat the cycle several times until the metal could no longer withstand spirituality.
Wu!
Azure-Colored wind blades shot out as the surrounding sea churned up heavy waves that were as tall as the ship's cabin. As Klein didn't attempt to distinguish the charms, while these attacks inundated Ludwell, there were corresponding supernatural effects that appeared on Admiral Hell. Underwater breathing, freedom of movement, levitation, and resistance to pressure, which were currently useless, stacked upon each other.
Ludwell suddenly opened his mouth and let out a silent scream. The waves and countless wind blades that were about to strike him froze in midair.
Right on the heels of that, Admiral Hell raised his left hand as the black square ring on his index finger flowed with a sinister and sinister glow as it instantly brightened.
Wu!
The bronze gate, which gave off an indescribable feeling, swelled and doubled in height and width.
With a heavy creaking sound, the crack in the door opened even wider, and the already terrifying suction instantly rose to an unimaginable level.
Azure-Colored wind blades, pitch-black waves, and the airborne Klein surged towards the door at the same time, seeking refuge from the strange vines and arms that were slowly unfolding.
Just as Klein was about to control the Priest of Light's soul to use Light of Holiness to slam the bronze gate to gain a breather, he saw a blazing white fireball the size of half a person fly over from another direction.
The fireball's speed was augmented by the ridiculous suction force produced by the door. It flew past Klein and smashed into the crack in the mysterious door.
Boom!
Blazing white flames splattered everywhere as they rained down on the surrounding areas. However, all it did was cause the bronze door to shake a few times and dim a little.
Klein seized the opportunity and snapped his fingers.
The few matchsticks he had stored separately in his pocket immediately ignited as scarlet flames rapidly enveloped his body and melted it.
A blob of flames surged to the side of the bronze door as Klein leaped out.
At a glance, he saw Anderson Hood floating awkwardly in midair. In his hand was a blazing white spear.
This Strongest Hunter had finally arrived, but he didn't look accustomed to flying.
When Admiral Hell Ludwell looked up and saw this scene, the pale-white flames in his silver mask's eye sockets clearly pulsed twice.
Clearly, he never expected that on the Future, apart from Admiral of Stars Cattleya, there were two powerhouses at the pirate admiral level. Furthermore, they had rather impressive mystical items or Sealed Artifacts on them.
At this moment, Ludwell suddenly raised his hand and pressed it against his face, surprisingly taking off the silver mask.
A deep, pale-white light spewed out from behind the mask, causing the black ring on Ludwell's left index finger to emit an endless silence.
The silence surged into the bronze door, pushing it off the deck and into midair.
The door covered in mysterious patterns fused with the endless silence as it rapidly expanded to more than thirty meters tall.
With the sea as a base, it stood there as though it was connected to another World, one that was different from the present World.
Creak!
The bronze door suddenly opened as indescribable darkness surged out, enveloping the Black Tulip's deck.
Upon seeing this, Klein couldn't be bothered to attack. He hurriedly took out the correct charm and quickly used it on himself.
A strong gust of wind blew over, pushing him out of the Black Tulip's sky.
Under the pull of the darkness, the gigantic sailboat sailed through the bronze door ten meters at a time, heading for another World.
Admiral Hell Ludwell stood at the bow of the ship as he looked up into the sky. His face was blanketed by the pale-white light, preventing him from seeing what he looked like.
His gaze first swept past Klein before landing on Anderson Hood, as though he was memorizing the two hunters. However, he didn't attempt to attack again, as though he was restrained by the surrounding darkness.
Anderson was taken aback as he didn't hesitate to throw out the blazing white spear in his hand.
The spear went straight for Ludwell, but the moment it entered the region enveloped by darkness and silence, it silently vanished.
Ludwell is planning on escaping? How decisive … Klein was first taken aback before he recalled that Aztec's copper whistle was still on the Black Tulip.
Seeing that the gigantic sailboat was halfway through the bronze door and entering another World without any means of stopping it, Klein threw out a matchstick and snapped his fingers.
On the rear deck, which was fifty meters away from Azik's copper whistle, the matchstick that was tied to it suddenly lit up and soared into scarlet flames while the undead creatures were tearing at each other.
Amidst the flames, Klein's figure appeared as he reached out to grab Aztec's copper whistle.
This was his preparation for retrieving the copper whistle!
Furthermore, to prevent any accidents from happening, which was the matchstick being ripped off by the undead, he had smeared a layer of flammable Sun Essence Oil on the copper whistle's surface!
Pa!
Surrounded by countless undead, Klein didn't have the time to retract his hand that was grabbing the copper whistle. He immediately snapped his fingers again.
At this moment, transparent, rotting, pale, or illusory palms had already grabbed his body!
The matchstick that Klein had previously thrown ignited in midair, producing a stream of flames.
His figure quickly appeared in the flames, but his face was blue and his lips had turned white.
Klein, who had been grabbed by countless shadows, wraiths, and other undead creatures, felt a chill deep in his Spirit Body. He found it difficult to control his body as he plummeted into the sea that had been dyed with golden light.
As the Black Tulip basically passed through the bronze door, the sea that resembled the entrance to hell had returned to normal.
Klein sank a few meters and choked on a mouthful of bitter seawater before he finally recovered.
Thankfully, I'm well-prepared … As this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly felt that something was amiss.
Wearing the Murloc Cufflink, he had ten minutes of passive underwater breathing. He shouldn't have choked on water!
Klein suddenly turned his head and looked at his wrist. At some point in time, the azure-blue cufflink had separated from his body.
I lost it … I lost it by Tinder … I was on the Black Tulip all this while … Klein flopped a few times and floated to the surface, just in time to see the tail of the gigantic sailboat fuse into the darkness as the bronze door slowly closed.
He instinctively swam a few meters forward before finally stopping. He chose one from the remaining charms and augmented himself with the Beyonder effects of underwater breathing.
Anderson Hood, who was in midair, clicked his tongue when he saw this scene.
This fellow is really mad …
He's actually trying to pursue me!
At this moment, starlight descended from the Future, condensing into a long bridge that extended over.
Admiral of Stars Cattleya had finally finished off the grayish-black monster with tenacious vitality!
What a pity. If only Admiral Hell had hesitated a little more and hadn't escaped in time … Anderson sighed silently as he steadily landed on the star bridge.
Seeing German Sparrow fly over, he was just about to greet him and praise him when he saw a cold and silent face.
Anderson instinctively dodged and chuckled dryly, allowing German Sparrow to pass him.
When he returned to the Future via the star bridge, Klein had already reined in all his emotions. He saw Frank Lee come over and give him a thumbs up.
"You're the craziest fellow I've ever seen in my life!
"You actually dared to board the Black Tulip alone and challenge Admiral Hell alone. Furthermore, you returned alive!"
Sorry, in terms of craziness, I'm far inferior to you … Klein silently replied.
At this moment, many pirates with long hair or disheveled hair expressed their astonishment and amazement.
In such an atmosphere, Klein closed his eyes and felt that the Faceless potion had been completely digested.
PS: Thank you, Sovereign of the Universe, for your Silver Alliance Member tips. Also, requesting for monthly votes on the last day of February ~
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