Bayam, the slums.
The masked and hooded The Hanging Man Alger met Admiral of Stars Cattleya once again.
The two of them sat across a table without speaking for a long time.
Finally, Cattleya said, "That's right.
"Have you heard of that information?"
Alger didn't give a direct answer as he returned with a question.
"It's from German Sparrow?"
Cattleya fell silent for a few seconds before nodding.
"He turned Admiral Hell into his marionette."
And be it the previous Admiral of Blood or the present Admiral Hell, they were pirates with bounties higher than hers. No matter how confident she was, she didn't believe that the two best Sequence 5 Beyonders were clearly weaker than her!
"You learned of it earlier than I expected." Alger tactfully confirmed that The Hermit's information was correct.
As one of the people who controlled the seas for the Church of the Storm, he could directly obtain information from official channels.
Cattleya curled the corners of her mouth.
"If the Future were sailing at sea, I might have to wait a few days or even a few weeks to know of it. However, I've been in Bayam recently."
She didn't reveal the source of her information.
After a pause, the Admiral of Stars frankly asked, "What else do you know about this matter?"
"What else do you know about this matter?"
The Hanging Man Alger shook his head.
"I was just about to figure out the exact situation when I saw your contact symbol. I rushed over to meet you."
Cattleya nodded slightly.
"German Sparrow and Admiral Hell didn't engage in battle. Ludwell himself gave up resisting because the man who boarded the Black Tulip with German Sparrow was addressed as Death Consul by him."
Death Consul … Alger's pupils dilated as he felt an indescribable pressure.
Such a title wasn't something any demigod could bear!
Furthermore, it wasn't him flaunting it. It was Admiral Hell Ludwell who had taken the initiative to address him respectfully. He had even given up resisting and was willing to lose his life!
Seeing that The Hanging Man didn't say anything, Cattleya added,
"In the Death pathway, Death Consul is the name of a Sequence 2. Of course, the past emperors of the Balam Empire would also use this title."
Indeed, an angel, an angel from the Death domain … Alger automatically ignored the latter possibility. After all, according to the "acting method," the position of emperor would definitely be held by a Sequence 2 angel before the destruction of the Balam Empire. And for Admiral Hell to become German Sparrow's marionette without any resistance, it was definitely not something a mere title could do.
At this moment, Alger suddenly thought of something that left a deep impression on him.
After Rear Admiral Hurricane Zillinges successfully escaped, he stood stiffly by the side of the artificial lake. His face rapidly rotted as flesh and blood fell piece by piece. Even his eyeballs had separated from his head.
Without a doubt, this was the damage caused by the powerful powers of the Death domain. And Alger later confirmed that it was done by Mr. Fool's Blessed.
To make a pirate admiral, especially one with a powerful Sealed Artifact, die so quickly and without putting up any resistance, the attacker's level and level was obvious!
The Church of the Storm's Spellsinger of God, Archbishop Snake, immediately determined that it was done by a High-Sequence Beyonder of the Death pathway, and it wasn't the one he knew.
Alger didn't have any doubts about this. He initially believed that it was done by a Sequence 4 or 3 demigod, which was a saint. Furthermore, he was shocked and horrified that one of Mr. Fool's Blessed was a High-Sequence Beyonder.
Now, he secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva with great difficulty. He believed that he had underestimated Mr. Fool and that Blessed back then.
The other party was not a Saint, but an Angel on Earth, on the same level as the Triple-Crowned Ones of the various Orthodox Churches!
In the field of religion, the Triple Crown referred to the Pope, Pope, and Patriarch of the major churches.
A Death Consul as a Blessed … Although Mr. Fool is still recovering, he has quite a bit of power at his disposal … Alger's thoughts raced as his eyes shimmered. He was momentarily at a loss for words.
Cattleya sensed his silence and took the initiative to say, "That's right.
"You seem to have remembered something."
Alger deliberated for two seconds and said vaguely,
"According to what I know, there's an Angel of Death among Mr. Fool's Blessed."
"That makes sense …" Cattleya seemed to be talking to herself.
Could the Mythical Creature blood that World promised come from this Angel of Death?
"Perhaps." Although Alger felt that there was nothing wrong with Admiral of Stars's speculation, he habitually didn't give an affirmative answer.
Cattleya didn't continue the topic and changed the topic.
Instead, she said, "We'll begin the operation from 7: 30 to 8 tonight.
"If you can participate, head over with me."
She's finally figured out the situation with the Artisan? Alger secretly heaved a sigh of relief as he asked in puzzlement,
"Why is it between 7: 30 to 8?"
This wasn't the best time for covert operations. Once there were any slip-ups, the official Beyonders would quickly notice and rush over.
Cattleya nudged the thick glasses on her nose bridge as she replied with a complicated smile, "Because that's their dinner time.
"And their dinner today is mushrooms."
"And their dinner today is mushrooms."
What's the connection … The experienced Alger realized that he couldn't understand what Admiral of Stars was implying.
…
East Balam, in a dense and humid forest.
Klein deliberately deviated from the main path and came to an uninhabited area. He planned on getting Ludwell to take off the silver mask on his face.
This wasn't only because of his curiosity, but also because of reality. The silver mask was too eye-catching. If he didn't do anything to it, there was no way he wouldn't attract attention no matter how he disguised himself as Admiral Hell.
The greatest problem for a Marionettist is likely the marionette's identity … The more powerful a marionette is, the more famous they are when they were alive. There's definitely the risk of being exposed when one carries one with them … If it wasn't for the fact that I didn't deal with the pirates of the Black Tulip back then, there's a way to avoid it. For example, I can let Ludwell continue being the captain while I disguise myself as his subordinate. To a Faceless, this is very simple … As Klein sighed, he continued traversing through the forest.
There were many mosquitoes around him, but none of them harassed him. All of them circled Admiral Hell Ludwell in a bid to suck his blood, but they failed to obtain anything.
Klein had assigned the Green Essence ring that attracted mosquitoes to his new marionette. As its effects were completely overpowered by the Flower of Blood ring, it was meaningless for Winner Enzo to wear two rings at the same time. In addition, Klein had confirmed that Ludwell's situation was special. He wasn't afraid of mosquito bites.
After walking for a while, Klein casually tossed a coin and stopped.
He considered for a few seconds and decided to finish something else before removing the new marionette's mask. This was because during this process, he could confirm how dangerous the mask was.
Taking out the corresponding items, Klein quickly set up a ritual and moved the radio transceiver from above the gray fog to the real World.
He wanted to contact Arrodes!
Before he left Kolain City, he had paid 350 pounds to obtain the spirit world coordinates of Calderón City from Miss Magicians. He had also received a warning that it was extremely dangerous. Therefore, he planned on obtaining more information from two channels in preparation for his "hunting operation."
The two channels were first to ask the magic mirror, and the second was to ask the Red Light. With Mr. Aztec being in a prolonged slumber, Klein decided to stop hesitating and take the initiative to expand his "connections." At the very least, he couldn't rely solely on the Evernight Goddess. He needed to find some strength to balance things out, and the relatively friendly Seven Lights of the spirit world was the best target!
With the appearance of the radio transceiver, the surrounding forest suddenly turned dark and gloomy. It was as though the spirit world had fused with the real world here.
In just about ten seconds, there was a clicking sound as the illusory white paper was spat out.
"Great, supreme, transcendent Master, your loyal and humble servant, Arrodes, has come to answer your summons.
"There's temporarily no danger here. What do you think?"
Upon seeing the obsequious form of address, Klein silently heaved a sigh of relief. He had finally confirmed that he was connected to Arrodes.
He was previously very afraid that the white paper would say things like "I want to give birth to your child."
Of course, he had divined the danger level of contacting Arrodes above the gray fog and received an answer that there weren't any problems. However, with the Mother Tree of Desire interfering with his divination, as well as the error in his interpretation of the revelation he received after infiltrating Saint Samuel Cathedral's Chanis Gate, he didn't dare to be too at ease.
"Indeed." Klein nodded reservedly and asked, "What do you know about Calderón City in the spirit world?"
Click. Click. Click. Click. A piece of illusory white paper hesitantly left the radio transceiver.
"I can't see the city clearly, so I don't know the exact situation inside. I can only confirm that a saint once perished there. There were also some angels, Travelers, and spirit world creatures who entered to explore. They left relatively smoothly, but they didn't gain much.
"Also, I know the origins of that city."
Without waiting for Klein to press further, the illusory white paper spat out more information amidst the clicking sounds.
"Its former name was the City of the Dead. It was the divine kingdom of the ancient goddess, Phoenix Ancestor Gregrace.
"Ever since this ancient goddess opened up the Underworld, 'Her' divine kingdom was moved there. The City of the Dead gradually became a holy land for 'Her' descendants and believers.
"Before this ancient goddess was severely injured by the ancient Sun, Gregrace uprooted the city and threw it deep into the spirit world. None of the residents ever came out again. The name Calderón came from the angel who first entered the House of Abraham. In the Language of the Dead, it means' unknown soul. '"
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