Part 3 the traveler Chapter 177 – This Extraordinary Ability Is Very Strong

　　”On board the Future, Anderson Hood pressed his hands against the side of the ship and saw the army of undead creatures coming out of the Black Ocean retreating like a tidal wave, scrambling to the rear deck of the Black Tulip, and saw Germaine Sparrow fall from the sky with her right hand on her cap, landing firmly on the rear deck of the Admiral of Hell. “The Black Tulip’s aft deck, Gorman Sparrow’s right hand on his hat, falling from the sky, landing steadily on the opposite side of Admiral Ludwig’s “Admiral of Hell”.

　　There was something ineffably beautiful about this scene, illuminated by a deep red or greenish light, and set off by the shadows of disgruntled souls and strange creatures of the spirit world.

　　Cool! Not to be outdone by the craziest adventurers …… Anderson gave a heartfelt compliment, and immediately thought of something else:

　　Before Germaine Sparrow flew over, it seemed that he had thrown a charm in front of his face and had specifically demonstrated the opening spell!

　　He meant …… Anderson Hood sight down and found the rune made of white tin at his feet.

　　”On the “Black Tulip”, his body slightly arched, his eyes locked on the enemy, Kline’s heart was not as cold and calm as he appeared to be.

　　Anderson this guy quickly use the charm to fly over ah, I alone most likely can not handle, even very dangerous …… eyes reflected within the silver-white mask and two groups of pale flames at the same time, Klein oil oil silently prayed a sentence.

　　Because of the existence of those mysterious eyes watching the deck watching himself, because of Anderson Hood mentioned the door opener in the depths of the dream world, he cautiously gave up the option of immediately praying to himself, and then go to the gray fog above the scepter of Poseidon to respond, and warned himself not to expose this aspect of the problem until it is too late.

　　He believed that the different spells of “Creeping Hunger” plus “Fire Glove” plus “Magician” with its various extraordinary abilities plus “Poseidon’s Domain” were the most effective. He believed that the “Creeping Hunger”, the “Spark” gloves, the “Magician’s” extraordinary abilities and the “Poseidon’s Field” spells would give him the strength to fight with “Hell’s Admiral” Ludwig, and that the attraction of the Bronze Whistle of Azteca to undead creatures and creatures of the spiritual realm of the Necromantic Realm would help him to destroy the “Mighty Psionic”. The most powerful means – for Sequence 5 of the Necromancer’s pathway – is always more than enough against a certain number of mid-sequence enemies, as long as they don’t exceed the necessary limits!

　　However, Klein doesn’t think that he can win against Admiral Ludwell in this situation, or even finish him off, because the main battlefield is on the Black Tulip. “The application of the future ship”, all those who have a brain know that the situation is not so optimistic, and secondly, “Admiral Hell” Ludwig is the most senior pirate general, backed by the “King of the Five Seas” and the “Spirit”. Secondly, “Hell Admiral” Ludwig is currently the most senior pirate general, backed by the “King of the Five Seas” and “Spirit Order” two major forces, the magical items and even seals on his body will not be inferior to Klein by much, or perhaps even more than that, in addition, many rumors point out that he owns a ring left by the ancient God of Death!

　　Coupled with the fact that his own sequence is indeed lower than the “Admiral of Hell”, Klein not only did not have the excitement that the hunt is about to be successful and the crazy adventurer is playing a further role, but instead, he tightened his internal control, did not dare to be careless, and only hoped that the doomed “the strongest hunter” would fly over as soon as possible.

　　Strength at the same level of the two joined forces, there is not a small hope of defeating or counteracting the loss of the army of the dead Ludwig, to the “star above the general” Kadriya and her pirates to clear the time and space to put together the monster!

　　With a flash of thought, Kraven launched his attack without hesitation, letting the “poisonous fog” stolen from the “fire glove” spread out quickly.

　　No one could tell how much he was tossing and turning and worrying.

　　Ludwig Ludwig, wearing an exaggerated three-cornered hat and a silver-white mask, raised his clenched left fist at the same moment, opened his fingers, and aimed his palm at Kraven.

　　In an instant, the foredeck was covered by a shocking yellow-green mist, and in front of Ludwig’s body, the illusory light first erupted, then took a point as the center of the circle, rotated rapidly, collapsed inward, and constructed a slightly blurred folio of bronze gates.

　　The surface of this bronze gate was covered with all sorts of mysterious patterns, with an indescribable sense of depth and deadness.

　　With a creak, the gate shook and cracked open a gap.

　　Behind the gap was an impenetrable and boundless darkness, just like the deepest and heaviest night sky.

　　A pair of unnameable eyes were hidden in the deep darkness like that, densely packed and everywhere, yet it was impossible to see exactly what they looked like.

　　A bloody arm without skin stretched out, a green and black vine highlighting a baby’s face extended out, a palm with a gaping mouth full of teeth clawed out, they screamed, laughed, cried, shouted and clamored to be the first to grab and take in everything outside.

　　This brought a horrible suction force, cold to the bone marrow of people can freeze the hurricane blowing out of the air, will be one thing to those weird things, pushed to the gap in the bronze door!

　　The yellowish-green “poisonous fog” was cleared away at once, and Klein involuntarily leaned forward and stumbled.

　　The glove on his left palm immediately turned black, both the evil of the night and the dignity of the starry sky.

　　Klein’s brown eyes went deeper, darker, and his left arm opened to the side in a “please” gesture.

　　The terrifying suction force sweeping the foredeck suddenly changed its direction, “grabbing” the white skeletons and rotting corpses that were running towards the aft deck one by one and throwing them towards the gap of the gate, letting them get entangled in the greenish-black vines with baby’s faces, and being hugged by the bloody arms, and dragging them towards the area where countless eyes were located behind the bronze gate.

　　”Twist.”

　　”Twist” by Baron Corruption!

　　Kraven “twisted” the target of the mysterious gate, replacing himself with the skeletons and corpses on the “Black Tulip”.

　　But even so, he was still affected by the after-effects of the massive suction force, so his pace was difficult and he was unable to utilize his advantage of agility and speed.

　　The duck-tongued cap he was wearing had been blown up by the hurricane wind, spinning in mid-air and fluttering after the undead creatures that had been tragically adsorbed in front of him.

　　At this time, wearing an exaggerated three-cornered hat, “Admiral of Hell” Ludwig raised his right arm and extended his palm forward.

　　The right side of his upper body quickly became illusory, seemingly belonging to ghosts and spirits, and his arm and little arm continued to extend, crossing the not-so-close distance at once and grasping the enemy with a pale palm.

　　Whoop!

　　The sound of the hurricane died away with a sudden crash, and a slight low sob reached Klein’s ears, making his body tingle and his blood seem to freeze.

　　As the pale palm got closer and closer, it was as if he was possessed by a spiteful and evil spirit, and it was difficult for him to respond effectively, so he could only watch death coming, and despairingly felt his life force draining away faster and faster.

　　Without any resistance, Ludwell’s pale illusory right palm grabbed Klein and crushed him into a thin paper figure.

　　The paper man was stained with shadowy green traces of corrosion, and was quickly torn to powder by the hurricane that didn’t stop for a second.

　　In front of the side of the bronze gate, Klein’s figure instantly emerged, the glove on his left palm already stained with the color of pure sunlight.

　　He immediately stood up straight and opened his arms.

　　A pillar of divine light laced with golden flames fell from mid-air and struck the bronze gate filled with mysterious patterns!

　　The sunlight burst out so brightly that Klein was almost unable to open his eyes, while the terrifying gate “created” by “Hell Admiral” Ludwig not only shook and blurred a lot, but even the exaggerated suction force coming from the inside weakened, and the green and black vines and blood-soaked vines with the faces of babies were all in a state of shock. The green and black vines and the bloody arms even vaporized out of thin air.

　　However, more strange arms and more twisted creatures were already pouring into the doorway, trying to squeeze out.

　　Klein was about to use the “Priest of Light”‘s “Sacred Light” to purify the bronze door, when “Hell Admiral” Ludwig’s huge pale palm already grabbed him frantically.

　　He hastily flung himself to the side, rolling over and over, avoiding the hurricane’s aftermath and the soul-devouring palm.

　　Once, twice, three times, his body shape violently bounced, diagonal leap, “writhing hunger” has somehow become as if cast in gold.

　　Kraven’s eyes reflected the silver mask of the Admiral of Hell, the pale flames of his eyeholes, and then two bright bolts of lightning lit up in their depths.

　　”Inquisitor”, “Spirit Piercing”!

　　Just at this moment, a square-shaped black and heavy ring worn by Ludwell’s left index finger floated with a slight shimmer.

　　A picture immediately appeared within Klein’s mind:

　　It was a gigantic throne made up of the rotting heads of humans, elves, giants, dragons, demonic wolves, sea monsters, vampires, and other creatures, and each of its tiny sides had the transparent faces of spiteful souls, ghostly shadows, and evil spirits protruding from it, full of hatred, resentment, and unwillingness.

　　Suddenly, it was as if Klein’s head had been chopped with an axe, and terrible pain filled his thoughts without any delay.

　　His “Spirit Piercing” had not only failed to work, but had instead affected him, exponentially!

　　If he hadn’t experienced more extreme pain, Kraven would have tumbled to the ground by now, wailing and struggling, but even so, he briefly lost the ability to fight back, his expression twisted and half-arched his back.

　　Seizing this opportunity, Ludwig’s silver-white mask’s mouth slit, normal beings completely unintelligible language slowly spit out, the surroundings at once became more and more dim, both hazy, but also illusory.

　　This was the language of death from hell from the underworld!

　　Klein just had a little reprieve when he realized that his spiritual body was uncontrollably floating upwards, separating from his body inch by inch!

　　And the terrifying suction of that bronze gate was even more irresistible to the spirit.

　　No, no way! While the spirit was still not completely separated from his body, Klein barely managed to raise his right arm, and opened the five fingers of his “fire” glove.

　　Different lights instantly overlapped and appeared in front of his eyes, constantly changing and flashing rapidly.

　　Without any hesitation, Klein grabbed one of the pale glows that flowed with a shadowy green color, twisted his wrist, and pulled it away.

　　In this battle, what he wanted to steal most in his heart was the extraordinary ability to create the bronze gate, but it was difficult to guarantee that he would succeed, so he could only pray for the goddess’s blessing.

　　The light flew out, and fell into the “kindling” glove.

　　However, it was not the extraordinary ability that Klein wanted the most, but it wasn’t bad either.

　　Ludwig’s mouth opened and closed behind his silver-white mask, but he could no longer pronounce that difficult, awkward language, which no living being would be able to understand.

　　At the same time, Klein opened his mouth.