In the ruins filled with seawater and half-merged into the spirit world, Klein, clad in black full-body armor, stood by the door of the central hall. Inside were the partially devoured blue-green giant snake and the old priest with a bulging belly.
The latter's skin was gray-black, as if dried for a long time, his eyes flickering with blue-green light, staring fixedly at the "guest" in a jet-black crown, as if thinking where to start biting.
Without hesitation or delay, Klein reached into his body with his right hand and took out a small brown translucent bottle.
Then, he extended his left palm, quickly unscrewed the cap, and casually threw the "Biological Toxin Vial" into a corner of the hall.
The environment here, half located on the seafloor, allowed no flame to exist except for the "Sacred Flame" that burns undead and evil, which restricted two important abilities of Klein's "Magician" Sequence. Therefore, he had to maximize his other advantages from the start.
As he threw the "Biological Toxin Vial", the glove on Klein's left hand quickly became brilliant, as if reflecting the midday sun.
Around him, the swaying seawater turned golden, spreading outward in layers.
This was the ability of the "Priest of Light" within "
The old priest, who had devoured part of the "Sea God" Kavituwa's body, naturally didn't have the civility to watch Klein's battle preparations with knightly demeanor. The blue-green light in his eyes suddenly flared, and his bulging belly grew even higher.
"Woo!"
An ethereal but harsh sound emitted from his body, instantly covering the entire ruin.
This sound was like the soul of a nightingale singing, both beautiful and melodious, lingering and quiet, yet cold and piercing, penetrating the heart.
Klein immediately froze in place, all his thoughts, like waves encountering extreme cold, solidified in his mind in an instant.
The old priest's body instantly swelled, as if a resurrected Kavituwa or a giant from myth.
From under his torn robe, blue-green slippery tentacles shot out, wrapped in silver-white lightning. They quickly extended, danced in the air, and lashed at the stupefied Klein.
"Zap!"
Silver-white erupted, Klein flew backward and crashed heavily at the door. The black armor on him dimmed and cracked in many places, and he unconsciously dropped his cane far away.
With his mind extremely calm, nearly frozen, he didn't even think of using "Paper Figurine Substitute" and took the blow directly.
If not for the "Black Emperor" card and Azik's copper whistle simultaneously reinforcing his spiritual body, given his Sequence 6 nature, this hit would have seriously injured him or even killed him instantly.
Those tentacles surged again, slapping downward.
Klein, "shocked" awake, agilely rolled and barely dodged.
He glanced at the opponent's size, then immediately turned and ran out of the door, running without hesitation, determined and resolute.
"Thud! Thud! Thud!"
Klein half-ran, half-flew, looking like he was fleeing for his life. The old priest's blue-green tentacles wrapped in silver lightning chased behind him, trying to pull him back into the hall, but he always dodged with agile turns, quick movements, and timely rolls.
Seeing that this was not working, the old priest's belly swelled again, and a clear, cold sound once again echoed through the ruins.
But this time, Klein was prepared. Although his body stiffened and halted, it became soaked by seawater and turned into a pile of paper pulp.
The old priest finally moved, taking heavy but fast steps, trying to chase his enemy.
The huge figure rushed to the door and slammed into the collapsed roof and wall with a bang!
This door was originally large enough to allow a super-giant creature like Kavituwa to pass through, but the previous collapse of the ruin and the madness of the "Sea God" before death had caused it to cave in, leaving only about two meters high and one meter wide. The old priest, clearly not in a normal mental state, ran straight into it, almost getting stuck.
Klein, who had been waiting for this opportunity, immediately stopped and turned around.
He half-closed his eyes, straightened his back, and spread his arms.
A brilliant pillar of light, wreathed in golden flames, descended from the sky and struck the old priest.
The fragments of his robe clinging to his body burned directly.
It was at this moment that Klein saw clearly what was strange about the old priest's abdomen.
It was bloated severely, with several areas particularly prominent, forming the outline of two eyes and a mouth.
It was as if there was a person hidden inside the old priest's stomach, pressing his face there, trying to get out.
"Boom!"
The old priest's legs, covered in charred snake skin, pushed hard, and he burst out of the collapsed doorway, sending rocks flying and seawater churning.
He finally escaped the pillar of light, but his body was covered with gruesome wounds from lost flesh, and even the "face" on his belly showed signs of melting.
"Thud thud thud!" The old priest's blue-green tentacles danced, carrying silver-white lightning, lashing at Klein from all directions, while the "face" on his abdomen emitted sounds that quieted the spirit.
Klein, whether sprinting, rolling, or circling, calmly engaged with him, like a wild dance of two.
During this process, he relied on "Paper Figurine Substitute" to withstand the ethereal yet cold scream time and again, and sometimes he would roar himself, using the vengeful spirit's shriek to stimulate the old priest and forcibly interrupt the sound from the "face" before it could emit.
Time passed minute by minute. The mad old priest, whose hands had been hanging motionlessly all along, suddenly raised them and pressed them against his abdomen.