The entire forest was withering, as if something that could destroy everything was about to descend.
Just as the arm was about to fully extend, one after another, huge silver-white lightning bolts fell from nowhere, illuminating the entire mountain peak, and crackling as they connected, forming a cage only found in myths and legends, enveloping the pitch-black, sticky arm.
High above, the dark clouds rapidly condensed, growing eyebrows, eyes, and a mouth, as if hiding a human face!
The huge commotion just now alerted "Sea King" Yann Kottman in the city of Bayam. Without hesitation, he attacked from a distance and ordered the "Punishers" to activate the corresponding sealed artefacts.
Reinette Tynicole's figure was squeezed out of the void, her complex, dark black dress without a wrinkle.
She raised her left hand, and two heads with golden hair and red eyes swooped back, landing on the severed ends of her neck, while the remaining two continued to grapple with the large, swollen, wrinkled, pitch-black baby.
When the severed ends on her neck wriggled and connected with the corresponding sections, her figure suddenly expanded, as if turning into a Gothic castle, with patterns, vines, and decorations appearing on the surface, interweaving a feeling of mystery, eeriness, and something that could not be looked at directly.
Klein shut his eyes tightly, and used "The Travels of Groscelle" to cover his face, pouring his spirituality into it, but still couldn't eliminate all the effects; his body trembled uncontrollably, raising goosebumps.
It was only then that he confirmed the side effect of using "
Within six hours, there would be no more weaknesses.
"Well, the weakness is only insurmountable, it doesn't mean I can't resist at all in a short time..." Klein squeezed his eyes shut, tears streaming down uncontrollably.
He didn't dwell too much on this issue, because the situation had already developed to a very dangerous but also very chaotic extent.
"That being who descended seems stronger than the 'Sea King'; it should be an Angel. However, He doesn't seem to be in a very good state, not appearing directly but acting through the Spirit World...
"He couldn't make it in time, so he has to resort to this method? Fortunately, I was warned in advance by 'Orange Light', otherwise, if it dragged on, it would be unimaginable!" Klein's thoughts flashed rapidly, his first reaction being to seize this opportunity to escape and put some safe distance.
But he knew that a hasty retreat without preparation was also quite dangerous.
If that Angel from the Rose School gave up the attack and withdrew its arm, "Sea King" Yann Kottman would have no reason to entangle and pursue it, because this wasn't a Saint that could be forcibly detained. In that case, relying only on the messenger miss Reinette Tynicole, it would be difficult to stop it, and then it could continue chasing me! I must give it more trouble so it can't break away for a while, and I'll take the chance to escape the sea area of Blue Mountain Island! As his thoughts churned, Klein, following the pre-arranged emergency plan, took "The Travels of Groscelle", tucked in the "Death Knell" revolver, and after a few rolls, arrived next to the iron cigarette case.
He poked his finger, dispelling the wall of spirituality, opened the lid, and shook out into the air, towards the source of danger, the Fire Seed Gloves that had been polluted by the "
Immediately after, Klein used "The Travels of Groscelle" to shield above, opened his eyes, and took out a copper whistle.
This was not Azik's copper whistle, but a Spirit Church copper whistle he had obtained in
Back then, Klein had divined what would happen if he blew the copper whistle and sent a letter, and had received a very dangerous revelation!
At this moment, he planned to let "very dangerous" collide with "very dangerous forces", creating a more chaotic and advantageous situation!
He quickly brought the copper whistle to his lips and blew hard. Then, in his spiritual vision, which he had activated but dared not look up, a skull with three dead fish eyes emerged, surrounded by black, arthropod-like tentacles.
Without hesitation, Klein handed a white feather left by that resurrected Spirit Church member to the messenger.
He didn't wait for the messenger to disappear; he immediately tensed his muscles, swung his arm, and threw it upward, tossing the copper whistle also into the air towards the source of danger.
After doing all this, he put away the iron cigarette case, rolled again, and sprang up, heading straight for the cliff. Throughout this process, he kept his head down and constantly changed positions, not daring to look at what was happening in the air above, not daring to stop at all!
When passing by the place where "Blood Admiral"
In the chaotic situation with no one to help, this critically wounded "Wraith", unable to maintain its spiritual form, had vanished!
Klein didn't stop, his eyes swept, and he saw some flickering dark red blood with a greenish tinge scattered on the ground ahead, which was the area where "The Travels of Groscelle" had fallen before!
No way... Did a few drops of the "Blood Admiral's" blood get on the cover of the travels? Did that cause him to be sucked in? Klein frowned, not thinking this was a good thing.
He feared that the Angels and Saints sent by the "
But he couldn't just discard this book now. Without it, in a battlefield where remnants and unknown fragments were falling from the sky at any moment, Klein didn't think he could be lucky enough to dodge everything.
"...Once I get out of here, I'll enter with my spirit body and eliminate the threat!" As various thoughts surged, the running Klein used his toe to scoop up some soil stained with Senor's blood, tossed it upward, and caught a bit.
This would be needed later to locate the "Blood Admiral"'s position!
Thump thump thump!
Klein ran in a serpentine pattern, holding "The Travels of Groscelle" over his head, and occasionally adjusting according to his danger premonition.