Part 3 The Traveler Chapter 178 Behind the Mask

　　One after another awkward, difficult, ear-piercing, and completely unintelligible words came out slowly from Klein’s mouth, making the hurricane created by the terrifying suction force of the bronze gate quiet, and making the already bleak environment around him even more profound.

　　Until then, he did not realize that the extraordinary ability that “Admiral of Hell” Ludwig had just used was called “Word of the Dead”, which could directly bypass the protection of flesh and blood and target spirits.

　　It is an advancement of the “psychic” ability, which elevates direct communication between spirits to a kind of drive, or even a kind of enslavement!

　　The language that the living creatures could not understand echoed on the foredeck, and “Admiral Hell” Ludwig inevitably froze in place, a transparent layer quickly emerging on the surface of his pirate captain’s body.

　　His spirit was being pulled by an illusory force!

　　At that moment, the square-shaped black sunken ring that Ludwell wore on the index finger of his left hand lit up with a faint ethereal light.

　　The spirit that had been forcefully dragged out a little immediately returned to his body, and the two merged back into one.

　　Clang!

　　Ludwell’s right hand drew out the thin stabbing sword hanging at his waist.

　　It was iron black in color, and its tip absorbed the surrounding light and turned into a black point.

　　This “Admiral of Hell” took a fierce step, and with a violent wind, he suddenly closed the distance between the two sides, and the thin sword in his hand then stabbed out as swiftly as lightning!

　　The bronze door covered with mysterious patterns was still standing in its original position, and did not disappear because Ludwig retracted his left palm and started to move, which was different from the similar ability that Klein had witnessed from Ms. Sharon, which relied on magical items!

　　Poof!

　　The black and heavy stabbing sword poked through Klein with an unavoidable stance.

　　Klein’s figure quickly dried up and turned into a thin sheet of paper, the surface of which was yellow and dry and seemed to have been weathered for ten thousand years.

　　The hurricane wind brought up by the bronze gate blew through, and the paper figure shattered completely.

　　In mid-air, Klein leapt out of the depths, holding a large handful of “Neptune” domain spells in his palm.

　　”Storm!”

　　The words of the ancient Hermetic language erupted in a rush, and the white tin sheets each burned, sacrificing themselves to the Poseidon, meaning that Klein could retrieve the majority of the material as long as he wished, cycling through it many times until the metal could no longer withstand the spirit.

　　Oooh!

　　Cyan-colored wind blades shot out, and the surrounding sea rose up in heavy waves as high as the ship’s cabin, because Kraven didn’t try to and couldn’t distinguish the types of spells, these attacks covered Ludwig’s body, and at the same time, there were also corresponding supernatural effects on the “Admiral of Hell”, such as underwater breathing, free movement, floating wind and resistance to pressure, which didn’t work at all at the moment. Underwater Breathing, Free Movement, Floating Wind, and Resist Pressure, which had no effect at all at the moment, were layered on top of each other.

　　Ludwell suddenly opened his mouth and let out a silent whine, and the waves and countless wind blades that were about to hit him briefly froze in mid-air.

　　Immediately after that, the “Admiral of Hell” raised his left hand, and the square-shaped black ring on his index finger then flowed with a strange and eerie light, and instantly brightened.

　　Woo!

　　The bronze door that was filled with an unnatural feeling swelled up and doubled in height and width.

　　In a heavy creaking sound, the door cracked even wider, and the already terrifying suction force instantly climbed to a level beyond imagination.

　　Green wind blades, black ocean waves, and Klein in mid-air simultaneously surged towards the door, throwing themselves at the strange vines and arms that were slowly unfolding.

　　Kraven was about to drive the soul of the “Priest of Light” and use the “Sacred Light” to touch the bronze gate to get a chance to breathe, but he saw a blazing white ball of fire half the size of a man flying from another direction.

　　The fireball’s own speed was superimposed on the exaggerated suction force generated by the gate, and it crossed not far from Klein’s side and smashed into the gap of the mysterious gate.

　　Rumble!

　　Waves of blazing white fire splashed in all directions, raining down on different areas around them, but only managed to make the folio of bronze gates shake a few times and dim a bit.

　　Crane seized the opportunity and snapped his fingers.

　　Several matches stored separately in his coat pocket ignited instantly, and waves of crimson flame quickly covered his body and dissolved away.

　　A ball of flame rose from the side of the bronze gate, and Klein leaped out of it.

　　At a glance, he saw Anderson Hood floating in mid-air in a somewhat awkward posture, holding a blazing white spear in his palm.

　　The “strongest hunter” had finally arrived, but he didn’t seem to be used to flying.

　　”Hell Admiral” Ludwig looked up and saw this scene, the pale fire in the eye holes of his silver-white mask obviously jumped twice.

　　Obviously, he did not expect the “Future” ship, in addition to “Star Admiral” Gadelia, there are also two pirate general level strong, and both carry quite good magical items or seals.

　　At that moment, Ludwig raised his hand and pressed it to his face, unexpectedly removing the silver-white mask.

　　A deep, pale light suddenly erupted from behind that mask, causing the black, heavy square ring worn on the index finger of Ludwell’s left hand to instantly spread an endless dead silence.

　　This dead silence surged into the bronze gate, pushing it off the deck and into mid-air.

　　This gate covered in mysterious patterns merged with the endless dead silence and rapidly expanded to over thirty meters tall.

　　It stood there with the sea surface as its base, as if it was connected to another world, different from the current one.

　　Clang!

　　The bronze door opened steeply, and unspeakable darkness rushed out, wrapping around the foredeck of the Black Tulip.

　　Seeing this, Klein didn’t care about attacking, and was too busy pulling out the correct spells and quickly applying them to himself.

　　A gust of wind rolled in and pushed him out over the Black Tulip.

　　The huge sailing ship, pulled by the darkness, sailed ten meters by ten meters through the bronze gates to another world.

　　”Admiral Ludwig stood on the bow of the ship, looking up into the sky, his face covered by a pale light that made it impossible to see his exact appearance.

　　His eyes swept over Klein and then to Anderson Hood, as if to memorize the two hunters, but made no further attempt to attack, seemingly restrained by the darkness around him.

　　Anderson froze, then without hesitation threw the blazing white flame lance in his hand.

　　The lance headed straight for Ludwell, but as soon as it entered the area wrapped in darkness and dead silence, it disappeared without a sound.

　　Ludwell this is ready to escape? Really decisive ah …… Klein was first stunned, then remembered that Aztec copper whistle is still on the “black tulip ship”.

　　Seeing that the huge sailboat has almost half passed through the bronze gate and entered another world, and there is absolutely no way to stop himself, Klein threw out a match and snapped his fingers.

　　Fifty meters into range on the back deck, next to the Aztec bronze whistle that was continuously turning hands among the undead creatures that were tearing and pulling at each other, the match tied to it lit up in a flash of crimson flame.

　　In the midst of the flames, Klein’s figure emerged there, probing and grasping the Aztec copper whistle.

　　This was his preparation for recovering the copper whistle!

　　Moreover, in order to prevent an unexpected situation, that is, the matches having been grabbed and ripped off by the undead creatures, he had also coated the surface of the copper whistle with a layer of flammable solar essential oil!

　　Snap!

　　Klein, who was surrounded by countless undead, didn’t even have time to retract his hand that was grasping the copper whistle, and immediately snapped his fingers once again.

　　By this time, a palm that was either transparent or rotten or pale or illusory had already grabbed onto him!

　　The match that Klein had thrown earlier flared up in mid-air and leapt out in a shower of inflammatory streams.

　　His figure quickly surfaced within this fiery light, but his face turned green and his lips turned white.

　　Crane, who had been scratched by countless ghosts, spirits and other undead creatures, felt cold from the depths of his spiritual body, and it was difficult for him to control his body, so he fell down with a thud into the sea, which had already been dyed with a golden aura.

　　–As the “Black Tulip” basically sailed through the bronze gate, the sea surface that looked like the entrance to hell before had returned to normal.

　　Klein sank a few meters, choking on the bitter and astringent seawater, and finally relieved.

　　Fortunately, he was well prepared …… During a flash of thought, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

　　Wearing a fisherman’s sleeve spikes he had ten minutes of passive underwater breathing ability, he shouldn’t be choking on water!

　　Klein snapped his head sideways and looked at his wrist, only to see that the azure blue cufflinks had somehow become detached from the organization.

　　Lost …… by the Spark Glove …… I was on the Black Tulip the whole time. …… Klein floundered a few times and surfaced just in time to see the tail of the huge sailboat merge into the darkness and the bronze doors close.

　　He instinctively swam a few meters forward, but eventually stopped and selected one of the remaining charms, adding the extraordinary effect of breathing underwater.

　　The mid-air Anderson Hood saw this scene and secretly staggered:

　　”This guy is really crazy ……

　　”To think that he still wants to chase and kill!”

　　Just at this time, the starbursts on the “Future” fell, condensing into a long bridge that extended over.

　　”Star Admiral” Gadelia had finally taken care of the gray-black monster that possessed tenacious vitality before!

　　It’s a pity that the “Admiral of Hell” hesitated a bit more and didn’t run away in time……. Anderson sighed silently, and steadily landed on the star bridge.

　　Witnessing Germaine Sparrow’s flight, he was about to say hello and praise him when he saw a cold, silent face.

　　Anderson intuitively avoided it, laughed dryly, and allowed Germaine Sparrow to pass him.

　　By the time he returned along the Star Bridge to the Future, Klein had collected his emotions and saw Frank Lee greet him with a thumbs-up:

　　”You’re the craziest fellow I’ve ever seen in my life up to now!

　　”You dared to board the Black Tulip alone, take on the Admiral of Hell, and come back alive!”

　　Sorry, in terms of madness, I am far inferior to you …… Klein silently responded.

　　At this time, many pirates with long hair or puffy heads also expressed their surprise and admiration one after another.

　　In such an atmosphere, Klein closed his eyes and felt that the “Faceless Man” magic potion had been thoroughly digested.