Bang!
A loud gunshot reverberated through the sparse forest as it spread in all directions. If it were a normal island or forest at night, there would definitely be many birds alarmed. They would flap their wings and fly around amidst the roars of wild beasts. However, this place remained silent, so silent that it was as though there weren't any living creatures.
As for the black curly-haired baboon, its head suddenly exploded. Blood, brains, and fragments splattered everywhere, making the area seem like it was raining.
The black crystal on its head had also shattered. Not a single piece was intact.
Klein bent his arm and slowly retracted Death Knell, which was still emitting gunpowder smoke. He watched the mutated curly-haired baboon's body, which was more muscular than a human's, collapse to the ground.
Traveling's approach, Wraith's forceful control, and Death Knell's lethal strike were equivalent to an instant kill!
Klein wasn't doing this to flaunt his strength. Instead, from his observations, he believed that the mutated curly-haired baboon had special powers. If he didn't finish it off quickly while it didn't know anything about him, there was a high chance that it would turn the situation around, making things rather troublesome. And on a dangerous primitive island, this was a situation that needed to be avoided as much as possible. This was because no one knew what an intense battle would attract.
Therefore, after the Wraith possessed the mutated curly-haired baboon, Klein gave up on using his Spirit Body Threads to finish it off in a more stable and inconspicuous manner. Instead, he pulled the trigger and used Death Knell to grab at the enemy's stiffness and sluggishness due to the Wraith's influence.
The effects were in line with his expectations, and the possible accidents midway were just as he imagined. The mutated curly-haired baboon did have the ability to use Distortion or Confusion to escape the disadvantageous situation of being possessed by the Wraith. It also made the bullet's trajectory become irregular, allowing it to avoid its body.
Unfortunately, all its efforts came to an abrupt end before they were of any use. Klein took advantage of that brief moment of sluggishness and decisively delivered a lethal strike.
If he had switched to using his Spirit Body Threads, the outcome might very well have been different.
It's worth it to suffer a weakness for this … Furthermore, the further I go, the higher the chance of using Death Knell. Compared to realizing what I'm afraid of in a dangerous environment, figuring out the problem ahead of time and adapting to and avoiding similar situations is a better choice … Klein let the iron-black pistol hang down naturally as he walked to the mutated curly-haired baboon's side.
At this moment, under the Wraith's control, the Beyonder characteristic of this Beyonder creature was being rapidly produced.
Alger held the lantern and watched this scene from afar. He didn't completely snap to his senses for nearly a minute. What remained frozen in his mind was the scene of sparks emitting from Gehrman Sparrow's iron-black revolver and the Mutated Curly-Haired Baboon's head exploding.
The initial encounter with Chaos made him understand that this Beyonder creature was at a level higher than the Illusory Chime Tree. It was a rather difficult type to deal with. He needed to be sufficiently careful when fighting it, and he might not necessarily win. However, Gehrman Sparrow finished the battle in two to three seconds. He was so fast that it was as though he was practicing his shooting.
They were both Sequence 5, but such a difference was unbelievable!
The short-distance Teleportation and the strange ability to control an opponent for a certain period of time, coupled with that powerful revolver, the effects are unimaginably terrifying … If I were to encounter it for the first time, I'd definitely be instantly killed. And even if I'm prepared, it wouldn't be easy to resist it. The best way is to use "singing" to affect the surroundings indiscriminately, preventing German Sparrow from successfully completing the Teleportation … As expected of a crazy adventurer with a bounty of 50,000 pounds. Even without Mr. Fool's help, he's in no way inferior to Admiral Hell just by relying on himself. He might even be stronger … Alger reined in his thoughts as he imagined himself in the position of the mutated curly-haired baboon. He considered how he should deal with it as he silently sighed.
Compared to someone else's description or his own guesses, witnessing the situation with his own eyes was more convincing and shocking!
Inside the curly-haired baboon's corpse, bits of light rapidly seeped out from the shattered black crystals and condensed together, turning into a tightly clenched translucent pitch-black fist.
This fist gave off a sense of power and evil. The patterns, points of light, and nails on it seemed to follow normal rules, but they were filled with a sense of incongruity. It was as though there was a large amount of madness and chaos hidden within.
Sequence 5 Mentor of Confusion of the Black Emperor pathway? I wonder what weakness I obtained this time. I hope it's not too weird … Hmm, I can use Death Knell as I please for the next six hours … As Klein mumbled, he bent down to pick up the Beyonder characteristic and stored it into the metal box he had prepared ahead of time.
He could actually attempt to Graze the mutated curly-haired baboon to see if he could obtain the corresponding Beyonder powers of Mentor of Confusion to replace the Baron of Corruption in his glove. However, he ultimately gave up on this idea because he didn't know what this Beyonder creature had done in the past. He didn't know if it deserved to be tortured.
The encounter just now was a clash on the battlefield. It was normal for it to be a life-and-death struggle, but Grazing was something that made a spirit yearn to be freed from pain. Klein had his own principles and principles, so he wouldn't do it easily. He always chose his targets carefully.
Of course, in his heart, creatures with low intelligence couldn't be equated with humans. Even if he attempted to Graze, he wouldn't be unable to overcome the hurdle in his heart. However, many of his previous experiences told him that to adhere to his principles and not relax his demands on himself wasn't only a matter of morality, but also a dam to prevent a flood from spiraling out of control. He couldn't just brush the line just because he thought it was nothing. The accumulation of trivial matters would eventually lead to a huge mistake.
In this crazy and chaotic mysterious World, one didn't do things for others to see, but for oneself. A person could deceive others and deities, but they couldn't deceive themselves. Hmm, I wonder if a High-Sequence Beyonder of the Spectator pathway can deceive himself … Klein's thoughts raced as he took out Rosell's Travels from his chest and smeared the mutated curly-haired baboon's blood on its surface.
At this moment, his heart tightened as the hair on the back of his neck stood up.
This was a strong premonition of danger!
And this premonition didn't appear in Klein's mind!
Not good! Klein's heart was instantly shrouded in a thick shadow. Everything in front of him seemed to be separated by a layer of dark glass.
Without the time to consider what was happening, the glove on his left palm that hung by his side turned transparent once again.
His figure instantly turned invisible as he appeared beside The Hanging Man, Alger, and he reached out to grab his shoulder.
At that moment, Alger also sensed an anomaly. His heart contracted and swelled like the source of a storm as blood surged through his arteries and veins like a tidal wave.
At the same time, he saw German Sparrow's right hand, which was grabbing his shoulder, turn gray and lose its luster bit by bit, starting from his fingernails. It was like a stone that could be found anywhere in the Black Forest. As for his legs, his knees stiffened, and his muscles froze, as though they no longer belonged to him.
The duo's figures rapidly turned transparent as they vanished from the spot. They entered the brightly colored and superimposed spirit world as they rapidly traveled in the direction of the ancient ruin.
Suddenly, the red, green, and black stacked scenes in front of Klein strangely unified into a deep black. Then, they produced fine patterns that resembled distinct raven-black hair.
Long, raven-black hair!
A chill ran up from the soles of his feet as Klein didn't hesitate to bring The Hanging Man out of the spirit world and return to reality. They landed in an area filled with rubble and weeds. Not far from them was a half-collapsed building.
From the corner of his eye, he saw that everything below The Hanging Man's waist had turned grayish-white like a stone statue!
Pa!
Klein snapped his fingers, igniting a patch of weeds dozens of meters away as he prepared to jump over.
At that moment, his heart suddenly palpitated as his body involuntarily trembled.
The rising flames were terrifying to the current him!
The weakness of Death Knell this time was that he was afraid of fire!
The dark "glass" in front of him grew thicker. Before Klein could extricate himself from his horror, he felt a howling wind sweep up beneath him, allowing him and Alger to fly up at the same time. They crossed the invisible boundary and entered the vicinity of the ancient ruin.
Bang!
The two of them landed on the ground at the same time, producing the sound of rocks hitting rocks.
The dark shadows in their hearts vanished as the dangers lurking in the darkness receded like a receding tide.
Phew … Klein heaved a sigh of relief as he saw the grayish-white that had spread to his elbows fade bit by bit. He felt that his body's condition was rapidly recovering after leaving the corresponding environment.
His back was drenched in sweat, and his shirt had already been soaked.
And what horrified him the most was that he didn't even know what monster had attacked him or what powers it had used!
Was it Death Knell's gunshot that alarmed some monster in the surroundings, or was it the one that ruled the forest at night? Fortunately, it didn't dare to enter the area where the ancient ruins were located … This wasn't good either. This meant that there really was something in the depths of the ancient ruins that even that person was afraid of … Be prepared to retreat at any time … Klein moved his hands and slowly stood up.
At this moment, Alger had also shaken off the layer of grayish-white.
"That area is petrifying us."
That area … Petrification … Klein nodded in thought as he walked towards the half-collapsed building that was covered in weeds and vines. He then replied in a deep voice, "There's no need for that.
"The problem now lies ahead."
Alger didn't say much. He quickened his pace and walked steadily to his side.
As he approached, Klein looked at the buildings. His gaze swept over the spires, the stone pillars, and the walls that were still standing.
He paused and asked in a seemingly casual manner,
"What kind of buildings do you think these ruins were originally?"
Alger was silent for a few seconds.
"Church.
"A church."
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